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You're not my match

Sikong Nan slightly raised his brows, looking left and right, he felt that Jun Qingchen's words contained some anger, eh? The gentle and polite, noble and humble Jun Qingchen had finally met with something that made him extremely unhappy?

As if provoked by his displeased tone, Murong Li immediately jumped up, "Don't think that your father is afraid of you! If you have the ability, come fight me! "

"Murong, what happened to you?" Nie Yu could not help but ask.

Although Qingchen had returned by himself, only he knew that he had been forced to come here. Suddenly parting ways with Yun Jinxiu, he felt extremely unhappy in his heart.

The light in Jun Qingchen's eyes deepened, she stood up and said, "I'll let you have three moves."

These words, to Murong Li, were simply the greatest insult possible.

The words he had hated to hear the most in his life were the so-called acceptance.

Jun Qingchen's words directly struck his fury, and without a word, he punched out with his fist.

Zhao Shuier said anxiously, "Big Brother Murong, elder brother Qingchen, please stop fighting!"

Jun Qingchen let out a light snort, then raised his hand. The fist wind was unfathomable, he punched out, and with a "peng" sound, it directly collided with Murong Li's fist.

Murong Li's entire face twisted slightly because of the powerful fist wind, his body was also pushed back by the powerful fist, following that, with a "bang" sound, his body collided directly onto the wall of the ship.

The boat was made from extremely hard black iron and although it was only made up of a thin layer of skin, it was able to withstand a hundred thousand tons of strength. However, Murong Li had actually completely deformed the boat wall!

"Cough!"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Murong Li fell down in a sorry state.

Chen Yi who was seated at the side suddenly woke up, his brown eyes wide open.

"Big brother Murong!" Just as Zhao Shuier wanted to step forward, he was stopped by Lei Jun.

These two people were rather odd today. If they could not get involved, then they would not get involved, lest they were caught in the crossfire.

On the boat, the hidden guards were still expressionlessly standing, as if they did not see what had happened. It was not that they were allowing Jun Qingchen to injure Murong Li, but right now, even if it was Jun Qingchen who was injured, they would not pay any attention to him.

Jun Qingchen looked at Murong Li, and said coldly: "You are not my opponent."

Murong Li was flustered and exasperated. He screamed out loud, got up and was about to rush over, but was stopped by Nie Yu, "Qingchen, Uncle Jun is here. You two stop fighting."

Only then did Jun Qingchen flick his sleeves, randomly picked a seat, and no longer looked at Murong Li, sinking deep into thought while looking at the water jade.

Jun Fan glanced at the water jade in Jun Qingchen's hands the moment he got on the ship, and spoke with a gloomy face: "Let's go!"

In the blink of an eye, the ship disappeared into the sky and turned into a speck of starlight.

Outside the entrance of Sun family, Sun Tang wiped off his cold sweat and said, "The Jun Family of East Continent... Could it be the East Continent Jun Family? "

Originally, he was unable to connect with the clan that was rumored to be the, but Jun Fan's attitude made him have no choice but to make some guesses.

As long as he thought that it was possible that it was that mysterious underworld clan, Sun Tang broke out in a cold sweat.

The Embroidered Embroidery was a terrifying power that he had met before. Compared to the East Continent and the Jun Family, the Qingyun Sect was nothing.

"Father, is the Jun Family of East Continent very powerful?" Sun Lingling could not help but ask.

Sun Tang's expression was unsettled as he asked, "A clan that has existed for tens of thousands of years, are you saying that it's not powerful?"

Sun Lingling opened his eyes wide, over ten thousand years? One must know that the Qingyun Sect has already emerged after being passed down for a hundred years, for it to have existed for ten thousand years, what kind of terrifying level must it have reached?

The Qingyun Sect was annihilated, the Chen Family was defeated and destroyed, and now, His Majesty's throat had been slashed open by someone. This matter had merely happened a few days ago and had already shook all of the nations, as well as Yun Jinxiu's name.

Fang Yunhe, who had used the power of a Martial Master to eradicate the Martial King, had a difference of two ranks, which was equivalent to creating a legend.

Now, if someone were to say that Yun Jinxiu was trash, they would attract countless scornful ridicules.

Trash?

You guys want to find another Martial Master level trash to destroy a Martial King?

Exiting the Cloud also happened to be an extremely strange phenomenon. It was like looking at a huge country, and everyone knew that there was no leader. However, no one from the surrounding kingdoms dared to invade this place.

The entire Chu Yun fell into a strange peace. Some people even guessed that in the future, the name of this world might change to Yun.

Regarding this matter, the people of Sun family kept quiet. When others asked, they could only smile, and did not explain too much.

The news spread like wildfire, but Yun Jinxiu's place was calm and tranquil.

She sat cross-legged on the jade platform in the cool cave with her eyes closed. Around her, spiritual energy swirled, and a faint white light surrounded her body.

More than a month had passed since the people of genius camp had left. In these few days, she had been in an unprecedented state of tranquility.

Other than healing his own injuries, Yun Jinxiu spent the majority of his time accompanying Yun Jiang. He washed his bones with the Five-colored crystal lotus liquid, time and time again, patiently.

In just a few days, Yun Jiang had undergone a huge change. His old and decrepit body started to become healthy and strong, even his wrinkled and slackened skin started to become full.

leaned on the rattan chair and fell into deep sleep. Yun Jinxiu sat quietly at the side, as he flipped through the books, a shadow loomed over and Yun Jinxiu's hand that was flipping through the pages paused for a moment, then said indifferently: "If you feel that you have already recovered, you can return to the palace."

The figure behind her was silent. After a long time, a white hand reached over with a cup of tea in its hand.

Yun Jinxiu accepted it, opened the cup and took a sip.

The taste of the tea was extremely bitter, but Yun Jinxiu swallowed it as if nothing had happened, and then turned his head slightly to look at Leng Feimo who was by his side.

He stood in the extremely bright sunlight, wearing a light and soft robe. It was as if his entire person was shining with light.

Her messy hair had been neatly combed. One of the strands was already turning white.

Although her face was still thin, it appeared to be even more handsome. However, the scars on her face still left behind faint scars.

Yet that word "cheap" had been completely wiped out by Yun Jinxiu without a trace.

Suddenly, it was as if the Leng Feimo of the past had returned, but there was still a change.

He looked at her with eyes filled with deep emotions, but he did not reveal them in the slightest.

Seeing him neither speak nor move, Yun Jinxiu slightly raised his chin: "If you have something to say, sit down and talk."

Leng Feimo looked at the stone bench with a single petal, paused for a bit, and still walked over, with a light sweep, he sat down.

He squinted at the sunlight.

The dazzling white light caused his eyes to go slightly black. However, the direct temperature seemed to have reincarnated him, causing tears to well up in his eyes.