Yan Fei held a long sword in his hand and was fully focused.

After a few breaths, seeing that Yan Fei did not reply, suddenly, a murderous intention flashed in Liu Junyi's eyes.

"Boy, you can go now. Remember, don't blame me. If you want to blame, you will blame you for being poor and being born in the wrong way."

While the voice was heard, Liu Junyi flashed, and his whole body shot out like a feather arrow, moving as fast as a rabbit. In the blink of an eye, he came to Yan Fei and punched him directly.

Huh!

The sound of the wind hangs on the fist, whirring. Obviously, the force of this punch is not light, and Liu Junyi is a killer.

With anticipational eyes, they were ready to enjoy the scene of Yan Fei squirting blood in his mouth.

However, just when Liu Junyi's fist was half a foot away from Yan Fei, Yan Fei's body suddenly disappeared from the spot. In Liu Junyi's view, he had actually hit Yan Fei, but there was no feeling of force on the fist.

Liu Junyi punched the air and almost rushed out of the fighting platform.

In an instant, Liu Junyi was shocked: "After shadow? This kid is so fast. How could he avoid the distance just now?"

After all, Liu Junyi was selected into the Jianwu Hall and ranked third among hundreds.

This was the first time Yan Fei had really fought, so he was very careful, but in his opinion, Liu Junyi's punch was not very fast.

It was much faster than Chen Fu before, but it did not pose a threat to him at all.

Since Yan Fei had no idea about martial arts before, even he himself did not know how powerful this immortal sword body was.

Liu Junyi punched the sky, and he couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

When I looked for Yan Fei again, I actually came behind him.

The audience members in the audience lit up, but in their opinion, this was just a game where Liu Junyi wanted to play a cat and catch a mouse.

"Hahaha, stop playing, just such a poor boy, let's kill him quickly."

"That's right, you can finish it with just one punch, why bother so much?"

Liu Junyi didn't have time to think too much, so he suddenly turned around and punched again.

The result was the same. His fist seemed to have hit Yan Fei, but in fact it was just a afterimage.

The third punch, the fourth punch...

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen punches passed, and Liu Junyi didn't even touch Yan Fei's clothes.

The first punch was not hit, which can be understood as a lucky draw. The second time I could barely think so, but I didn’t hit more than ten punches, and the entire martial arts field of Mingjian Villa gradually became quiet.

Liu Junxie's face gradually became serious, and Bai Ruoxuan beside him had a little confusion in her eyes.

"Junior Sister Ruoxuan, this boy named Yan, has he practiced martial arts before?"

Bai Ruoxuan replied softly: "No, he just made a living by hunting and never practiced."

Upon hearing this, Liu Junxie glanced at Bai Ruoxuan and said suspiciously: "No, it's no accident that this kid can avoid my cousin's dozens of punches. His body movement is quite strange."

"This..., I don't know, he really has never practiced."

On stage.

Liu Junyi made more than ten punches and didn't even touch Yan Fei's edge. You know, his dozen punches were getting faster and faster, and in the end, he had almost used all his strength.

At this moment, Liu Junyi stopped, and he looked at Yan Fei again, with no more contempt and arrogance in his eyes.

"Who are you?"

Yan Fei was still holding an iron sword in his hand, looking as if he was preparing for the battle with all his heart.

"Are you asking me?" Yan Fei asked back, and Liu Junyi raised his sword eyebrows slightly and said, "I can't tell that you are hiding deeply. Humph, it seems that you can't deal with you without having to use some real skills."

As he spoke, the cold light shone, and a long sword flashing with cold light appeared in Liu Junyi's hand.

There seemed to be a faint green light flowing on the long sword, the sword body was smooth and exuding a strong murderous aura.

Brush, brush!

With the green light sword in hand, Liu Junyi was deliberately showing off. He danced the green light sword in the air a few times, and waves of sword light suddenly appeared on the fighting stage, which caused everyone in the audience to burst into screams.

"Wow, a good sword, what a good sword. This must be a treasure-level sword."

"It's rare that you can have treasures at a young age. Alas, the Liu family is really rich and powerful. It seems that the boy named Yan is really hard to save his life."

The treasure can contain the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and its power is far beyond the comparison of ordinary weapons.

Mingjian Villa, let alone ordinary disciples, there are very few people who can possess treasures among the disciples of Jianwu Hall. However, at this moment, the sword in Liu Junyi's hand was obviously a treasure, which was not surprising to everyone's surprise.

Yan Fei's eyes lit up as well.

He looked at the rusty iron sword in his hand and shook his head helplessly. For a sword cultivator, nothing is more tempting than a good sword.

Just as Yan Fei looked at the iron sword in his hand, Liu Junyi captured this opportunity.

Liu Junyi's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he ejected out. The sword edge pointed directly into Yan Fei's chest. In an instant, the sword edge of the green light sword was only three feet away from Yan Fei.

Three feet, two feet, one foot...

At this distance, Liu Junyi's heart was relieved. In his opinion, Yan Fei had not responded yet at this distance, and this sword was undoubtedly a hit.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Junyi watched the green light sword pierce into Yan Fei's chest.

The onlookers were clear, but what the onlookers saw was that at that moment, Yan Fei was like a spirit snake, walking like a ghost, and instantly walked behind Liu Junyi.

Many people took a breath when they saw this, and some people even instinctively exclaimed.

"ah……."

Then, Yan Fei's momentum suddenly surged, and his whole body was surrounded by a strong murderous aura. He stabbed the rust sword straight out, like a spiritual snake spitting out his letter.

Ao!

At this moment, the rust sword body trembled violently and let out a shrill long roar.

This long roar made the noisy martial arts field extremely quiet in an instant. Even the disciples of the Jianwu Temple and even the old men could not help but frowned and looked shocked.

Accompanied by a sword roar, the rust sword stabbed in from behind Liu Junyi's right shoulder, and penetrated through it with a sword, making it straightforward.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and Liu Junyi stood quietly in place. He exclaimed in his heart: "Impossible, impossible..." He was sure that his sword stabbed Yan Fei, but at this moment, Yan Fei's figure was indeed gone in front of him.

And the sword roar just now made him feel a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, a severe pain came from his right shoulder, which made him lose his hand and land on the ground.

Liu Junyi endured the pain and turned his head to look at his right shoulder, but saw that the blood-stained sword tip actually pierced his shoulder, and blood was dripping along the sword tip to the ground.

Impossible, how is this possible?

Liu Junyi's heart was full of shock and disbelief, and at the same time, he was extremely scared.
Chapter completed!