"Your name is Ye Yun, I have also listened to your tips for the assessment of the Heart Refining Palace."

Seeing Ye Yunliu coming to the stage, the young man stood quietly, without any emotional fluctuations in his eyes, "So don't worry, I won't kill you today. Remember my name is Murong Wuhen, we should still have a chance to meet in the future."

Ye Yun frowned slightly, not because the boy was too arrogant, but because he could not feel the cultivation level of the boy opposite.

The young man seems to have no spiritual power fluctuations on his body now, but his body gives him an extremely heavy feeling.

"It seems that there is a spiritual weapon on it."

Ye Yun glanced at Murong Wuhen and said, "Otherwise, he wouldn't be so confident."

"You take action." Murong Wuhen did not answer, but said lightly. In his eyes, Ye Yun was not the opponent he needed to consider.

"Then you'll be careful."

There was no fluctuation on Ye Yun's face. He took a step forward and the spiritual power in his body suddenly surged wildly.

He did not underestimate the enemy because of Murong Wuhen's arrogance and arrogance. Instead, he vaguely felt that the Murong Wuhen in front of him was probably the strongest opponent he had encountered since entering the Tianjian Sect. Ye Yun had an intuition that the young man in front of him could not say that the real threat was not under Qu Yiping and Duan Chenfeng.

Flashes of sounds like waves slamming the shore sounded in Ye Yun's body, and even some disciples in yellow robe changed their faces. I felt that Ye Yun's spiritual power was completely beyond the reach of ordinary disciples in the inner breath realm.

However, Murong Wuhen was still motionless and just snorted coldly.

"Where is this Murong Wuhen coming from? Look at him walking out of our western palace."

"I don't know. I don't think he has any outstanding performance before. It took a long time to win the battles just now."

"The aura on his body is very strange now. He must have used some hidden spiritual weapon."

The new disciples under the ring were talking, and they had almost no impression of Murong Wuhen, as if they appeared out of thin air. Even if he had just passed by, they did not attract their attention.

On the left side of the martial arts arena, Elder Lan and the others were originally closing their eyes to rest, but at this moment, their eyes fell on Murong Wuhen, and a trace of strange light flashed in their eyes.

"Murong Wuhen? It seems that we have already left the eye." Elder Chunyu Yan glanced at Elder Lan and others beside him, and suddenly smiled slightly and said.

"Murong Wuhen...Murong..." Elder Lan frowned, "Does it have anything to do with that person?"

"You'll know just look." Chunyu Yan's eyes fell on the No. 3 ring and swept past Murong Wuhen's face.

On the ring, Murong Wuhen seemed to feel something, and suddenly looked up, his eyes shot like lightning.

"Can you actually sense my gaze?" Elder Chunyu Yan was slightly stunned, and then laughed: "It's not simple."

Murong Wuhen turned around and then lowered his eyelids, "Ye Yun, why don't you take action?"

Ye Yun frowned slightly. Just as Murong Wuhen turned his head, he suddenly felt extremely strong danger for some reason, and a strong impulse surged from his body, causing the blood in his body to flow slightly faster.

However, just as his impulse suddenly arose and was about to take action, a trace of coldness suddenly appeared in his mind, which immediately calmed him down.

At this time, he felt a little aware that Murong Wuhen seemed to have practiced a martial art that could invisibly affect the opponent's mood.

Ye Yun felt a little familiar with the coldness that flowed through his mind, as if it was the breath produced by the residual liquid of the spiritual wine prepared by the Seventh Elder.

In other words, it was the spiritual liquid and medicinal power of the Seventh Elder that calmed him down instantly.

If he hadn't tried the medicinal power of this spiritual liquid, he might have fallen into some inexplicable danger just now.

"I'm afraid I've taken action, I'm afraid I've taken action." Ye Yun looked at Murong Wuhen and said this coldly.

Hearing Ye Yun's words, Murong Wuhen finally had a hint of expression on his face, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes.

"You made me look at you with admiration, but this is not bad. Otherwise, your cultivation level will be too low in the future and I won't be able to use you." Murong Wuhen's voice was still a little awkward, but he was old-fashioned, and a kind of arrogance came out of his bones.

Ye Yun glanced at Murong Wuhen and seemed to be talking, but at this moment, he stepped out, and a white halo flashed faintly on his right fist, and the shadow of the fist passed, causing a sizzling sound, breaking through the air.

He used all his strength.

This Murong Wuhen gave him a feeling that it was too dangerous.

A strong wind first slapped Murong Wuhen's body. A ray of sperm flashed suddenly in Murong Wuhen's eyes, and he was not surprised but happy: "It's really good!"

Ye Yun's punch was not fancy at all, nor was it activated by immortal skills. It was just a simple punch, and it could not even be said to be the simplest martial arts.

However, this punch can be said to be able to withstand the fifth level of the inner breathing realm of the body refining realm, because the spiritual power contained in this punch is far beyond the level of the fifth level of the body refining realm.

This punch actually forced the basic martial arts to exert the power of the immortal skills.

Murong Wuhen did not dodge any action. He also took a step forward, and his right fist burst out, and a faint soft light flashed. He also chose the simplest attack to fight Ye Yun head-on.

boom!

The two iron fists collided fiercely, and the dull sound exploded in the air. Two invisible energy burst out in all directions, and the space shook slightly.

have equal shares!

On the ring, the two changed positions and were still standing quietly, as if they had no choice.

"The power of this punch is not easy to resist even the sixth level of body refining and refining the orifice realm. I really didn't expect that Ye Yun, you actually cultivated your spiritual power to such a majestic and pure state." The surprise in Murong Wuhen's eyes had disappeared. He still looked arrogant and said slowly.

Ye Yun didn't say anything, but the shock in his heart turned into a hint of chill.

Murong Wuhen's punch actually offset all his attacks, but there was no residual punching force attacking him. It seemed that the two of them had exactly the same punch.

The two people's fist strengths cannot be exactly the same. Murong Wuhen took action later, so he must have seen the power of Ye Yun's punch clearly, so he chose the same punch, and finally had such an ending.

Murong Wuhen stretched out his hand to Ye Yun, indicating that Ye Yun could continue to take action.

“No need.”

Ye Yun was silent for a moment, shook his head, and said, "I admit defeat."

"What?"

Most of the disciples off the field were still shocked by the power of the punch. In their opinion, the two were evenly matched. This punch was only warm-up for the two who were evenly matched. How could Ye Yun give up directly?

Murong Wuhen was also slightly stunned. He didn't expect Ye Yun to admit defeat directly.

"I am indeed not your opponent, I believe the elder can see that I will not punish me if I admit defeat like this." Ye Yun's face returned to calm. He looked at Murong Wuhen with no emotional fluctuations. Although it was just a punch, he had already confirmed that Murong Wuhen's spiritual power was stronger than him. Moreover, since Murong Wuhen had methods that could even invisibly affect his mood, he would definitely have some unused immortal skills. After all, that method that affects his mood is more rare than ordinary immortal skills. If he continues to fight with such an opponent, he may not even be able to hide the mystery of the black and white light, and will be seen by the elders above.

"I didn't expect that you could still maintain such calmness and judgment at this time. It seems that I have to re-evaluate you." Murong Wuhen suddenly smiled meaningfully.

"I admit defeat, Ye Yun, don't let me down in the next competition."

After a smile, he turned around and swept off the ring.

"What does this mean?"

"Ye Yun gave up, but he actually gave up directly?"

"Is it just like this that I just snatched off the ring?"
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