Facing the Qingming Demon Mirror and the giant claws with awesome spirit, Murong Wuqing showed no surprise. He simply raised his left hand and pressed it up, and saw that the huge wolf claw stopped in the air and could no longer be taken.

"The magical powers of the demon clan are really wasted in your hands."

Murong Wuqing snorted coldly, as if he was not interested in tangling with Mei Yansheng, and slowly punched Mei Yansheng with his right hand.

There is no gorgeous energy, nor a domineering explosion.

Just a simple punch, slowly hit it out.

This punch did not seem to have any attack power, but it made Mei Yansheng's expression become extremely solemn. A trace of horror flashed in his eyes. The huge wolf claws he controlled suddenly retracted and retreated to the back.

However, he forgot to be on the verdict, and he spent a lot of spirit stones to set up a ban, but he could not turn around and travel out at will.

Mei Yansheng only felt his body hitting the invisible transparent forbidden, and then his hands danced wildly in front of his chest, turning into a shadow. Countless true energy burst out from his body, and magic weapons were thrown out like valuable garbage, all of which were placed in front of his chest.

The pressure brought to him by Murong Wuqing's punch was so strong that it made Mei Yansheng, whose cultivation had reached the Golden Pill Realm, so frightened.

Boom! The iron fist seemed to be slow and fast, and it appeared in Mei Yansheng's chest in an instant and slowly hit it out.

There was still no violent energy, nor the dazzling light. I saw only the magic weapon and true energy intertwined on Mei Yansheng's chest suddenly paused, and then it turned into pieces and fell to the ground with a bang.

The iron fist remains unabated and it still leaves slowly, but it immediately falls on Mei Yansheng's chest and touches it gently.

Only seeing Mei Yansheng being knocked away, even the transparent restriction on the ruling platform could not stop his body. He was directly beaten out of the ruling platform by incredible force, hitting a mountain hundreds of feet away, and directly knocking out a huge hole.

The power of a punch is so powerful.

Stunned, silent. Everyone was stunned on the spot, almost unable to believe what they saw. The arrogant Jindan realm powerhouse was actually beaten out by Murong Wuqing with a punch, and his life and death were uncertain.

The punch just now seemed calm and gentle. What kind of power does it contain? It is so powerful?

Du Chuntian looked at Murong Wuqing, who stood proudly on the verdict, and his face was decayed. His biggest trump card was Mei Yansheng, a powerful Jindan realm. He thought that even if Mei Yansheng could not seriously damage the energy of the Tianjian Sect, he would at least get great benefits if he fell from the position of the number one power in Jin State.

You should know that Du Chuntian contacted the royal family of Jin early. Under the instruction of the current saint, he asked the two princes to spend a large number of spirit stones to open hundreds of teleportation arrays and bring the army to the foot of the Tianjian Sect. As long as Mei Yansheng takes action to shock the people of the Tianjian Sect, he and the two princes immediately put pressure on them to force the Tianjian Sect to hand over a series of benefits.

However, who would have thought that the Supreme Elder who had lived in seclusion for decades in the legend of the Tianjian Sect had not taken action, nor did the Tianjian Sect leader. He was just a disciple who was known as the first genius in a thousand years. Murong Wuqing, who was less than thirty years old, took action and knocked Mei Yansheng out lightly, as easy as waving his sleeves.

Ye Yun was also stunned. Although he was mentally prepared and knew that Murong Wuqing might win this battle, he never thought that he would win so easily.

"This kid is very terrible, with great potential. If he can grow up, he will be able to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm soon." The Sword Patriarch was obviously shocked by Murong Wuqing's strength. It is simply unimaginable that the cultivation level of the Foundation Building Realm beats away the Golden Pill Realm so lightly.

"Murong Wuqing is the most outstanding and talented disciple of the Tianjian Sect in a thousand years. Such cultivation is really amazing." Ye Yun's mouth twitched and he said slowly in his heart.

"It should be given more than a thousand years. I remember when I was an elder of the Tianjian Sect, I had no such talented disciple for thousands of years." The Sword Patriarch pondered for a moment and said with emotion.

"Old ancestor, don't you accumulate a lot of things? Will you remember it wrong?" Ye Yun asked curiously.

"The part of the memory I lack is not these. Although many of me can't remember it clearly, I can be sure that for the past five thousand years, no one has the talent of the Tianjian Sect that can surpass this kid. Even if you are a kid, you can't do it." The Sword Patriarch hummed twice and replied.

Ye Yun said: "I am just in the Qi Refining Realm now, but I am no longer afraid of opponents at the fourth and fifth levels of the Foundation Establishment Realm. Isn't my talent enough?"

The Sword Patriarch sneered and said, "I just arrived at the Qi Refining Realm and was able to cut the opponent in the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm under the sword. Do you think it would be weaker than you?"

Ye Yun was shocked and asked in disbelief: "Old man, don't brag. You are missing memory now. I just pretend that you didn't hear it."

The swordsman's ancestor smiled and said, "When I find my other two souls, I will let you know what is a real master and what is a real swordsman."

Ye Yun snorted twice, ignored him, and looked at the hole in the mountain peak, only to see a figure climbing out barely, covered in blood and broken clothes.

A generation of masters in the Golden Pill Realm were actually punched like this, which was simply unbelievable.

Murong Wuqing was still standing quietly on the verdict. His eyes swept coldly and fell on Du Chuntian's face.

"Master Du, won't you just have this one to help? Could it be that the two princes brought tens of thousands of troops? Well, if you really want to die, then let you see the true power of my Tianjian Sect."

Du Chuntian's face was as pale as paper, his mouth twitched twice, and he smiled awkwardly, saying, "What did Brother Wuqing say? The two princes and I also met here by chance. Today, I just heard that the blood of the demon clan was born, so I thought about doing something for the people of the world, so I came and have a look."

"Oh, so, the head of the Du family is just here to see this time, and there is no other request?" Yan Changchun's voice came over on the other side.

"That's it." Du Chuntian smiled awkwardly.

"Why did the head of the Du family still bring a master from the Jindan realm?" Yan Changchun asked with a smile.

Du Chuntian's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he said repeatedly: "Mr. Mei is a master of the Jindan realm. How can I say that I brought him here? I met him by chance on the road. I heard that I was going to come to Tianjian Sect to see the authenticity of the demon bloodline. He said that after handling some trivial matters, he also came to see it. It was all by chance."

Yan Changchun laughed and said, "Just like you, Grandma Yin, Master Sun and others, they all happened to come to my Tianjian Sect, and they all met by chance?"

"That's true. When encountering each other by chance, it's all by chance!" Du Chuntian's forehead was sweating like slurry, and his face was full of flattery.

"Well, since it's a chance encounter, then let's meet by chance. Everyone comes today, and they must be tired, so they rest in my Tianjian Sect for a day and leave tomorrow." Yan Changchun walked up, glanced at everyone, and said slowly.

"No, I can't do it. Brother Changchun is very kind. There are so many troubles in the family. As the leader of the clan, I have to go back to deal with it. I will say goodbye. There will be a date later." Du Chuntian was stunned and said repeatedly.

"That's right, we met the Du family by chance. Tens of thousands of troops are outside the Tianjian Sect. That's nonsense. You must have heard it wrong. Just passing by, we wanted to come in and see the power of our first sect in Jin. When we saw it today, it was really extraordinary. With the Tianjian Sect here, our people in Jin are very lucky and the world is very lucky." Duan Yunsha also took a step forward and bowed with his fists.

"You three are so unpretentious?" Ye Yun suddenly spoke out and said with a smile.

Yan Changchun is hard to say, Su Hao is hard to say, Murong Wuqing disdains to say. But Ye Yun said it, it is okay.

"Ye Yun, don't be rude." Yan Changchun scolded, but there was a smile on his face, and there was no slight anger.

"Oh, Master Du, I'm sorry, the two princes. I've spoken a little bit just now, but I'm young and my words are rough and not rough. Are you so unpretentious?" Ye Yun said oh twice, pretended to bow, then raised his head and said with a smile.

When the three of them heard Ye Yun's previous words, they still smiled and wanted to say a few words to give them some face, but when Ye Yun said the last sentence, they couldn't help but be stunned on the spot, with an awkward face and a hint of anger, but they dared not speak out, which was very funny.

"Little young, I really don't know how high the sky is! "
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