Chapter 409 (1/2)

In xuanjian Valley, there is endless sword pressure all day long. The sword pressure condenses into white fog, which can cover people's sight, but can't stop the spread of sound.

Qi Yuzhen's words are so arrogant that everyone can hear them clearly.

For a time, people inside and outside xuanjian Valley cast curious eyes.

Qi Yuzhen has long been familiar to all. He is the son of Qi Yangshen and the true disciple of natural evil spirits. His achievements in the future are immeasurable. It is not difficult for Jin to enter the realm of yin and Yang.

Chu Xingyun, however, is the most recent figure in the world. He condenses the nine level sword idea, takes the position of the sword master, and makes a bet with the two sword masters. All these make him full of mystery.

Everyone knows that his talent is very strong, but no one knows how strong he is.

Therefore, the competition between Chu Xingyun and Qi Yuzhen attracted the attention of the public. Even those secret sword masters were watching in secret, even if they knew that Chu Xingyun would be defeated this time.

Xuanjian Valley, the third area.

In the void of the white fog, two figures suddenly passed by, both of them were like streamers, making a piercing sound, tearing the white fog apart and revealing two long traces.

These two streamers are naturally Chu Xingyun and Qi Yuzhen.

”The third sword pressure of xuanjian Valley has been able to drive back half of the crowd, but this is only the beginning.” Qi Yuzhen said to Chu Xingyun, his voice seemed to be expounding, but in fact, it was ostentatious and his look was very proud.

Chu Xingyun did not open his mouth, just looked at the front coldly.

Such a reaction made Qi Yuzhen very unhappy. After a cold hum, the green light came out of her body, and her speed suddenly increased, leaving a trail of virtual shadows in the void.

Whew!

Although he was in xuanjian Valley, Qi Yuzhen's 100 meter distance was still a flash across. Soon, he stepped into the fourth area of xuanjian valley.

At the moment of entering here, the sword pressure was stronger, several times stronger than the third. Even Qi Yuzhen had a trace of seriousness in his eyes.

He turned his head and looked at the rear. Before he said anything, Chu Xingyun's figure fell from the air. His handsome face was still without any expression.

”Is that your limit?” Chu Xingyun suddenly spewed out a sound, the speech was not long, but fell in Qi Yuzhen's ears, it was extremely harsh, let his face filled with Sen angry.

”I'm not ashamed of it!” He glared at Chu Xingyun fiercely. He moved his steps and continued to sweep towards the front.

Seeing this, Chu Xingyun sneered and followed closely.

As Qi Yuzhen said, the later the sword pressure of xuanjian Valley is, the more powerful it becomes. In the fourth area, there are only dozens of disciples of wanjian Pavilion, scattered everywhere.

At this time, Chu Xingyun saw an acquaintance, Qin Xiu.

He sat on the ground, breathing evenly, silently bearing the thick sword pressure. With the pressure of the sword, he refined the spirit sea, so as to consolidate his cultivation realm.

Perhaps feeling the arrival of the two, Qin Xiu opened his eyes and looked at Chu Xingyun with a bit of sneer. Then, his eyes closed and entered the state of cultivation again.

Obviously, Qin Xiu knew that Chu Xingyun and Qi Yuzhen had a contest. He was mocking and even more pitiful. He had already decided that Chu Xingyun would lose to Qi Yuzhen and lose face.

A hundred meters away, in a flash.

When Chu Xingyun stepped into the fifth area, it was desolate at the entrance. There was only a blood red figure sitting on the rock in the distance. The blood was shining like a stream, lingering on his body like fog, but it was like having life. It was very strange.