‘Hometown, do you think which of them is stronger and who is weak?’ A burly young man said with a rare smile.

‘I don’t know, but I can be sure that these two are far behind the young master.’ The old man smiled at the two who fought on the ground.

The burly boy smiled and said, "Don't put a high hat on me and look down on others is never my style."

'That's right, this is destined to make the young master have a bright future and reach a higher level again.' The old man smiled with a aluminum box beard.

In another sky less than a few miles away, several powerful figures suddenly appeared. The powerful sense of oppression also made everyone hiding in the void take a breath. Even the guardian sect brought by Ju Wenxiu looked up at the sky.

‘Is this kid you said?’ said one person.

‘Yes, this is this person.’ A pale boy stood beside several tall people and said submissively.

‘Just kill and take it away directly, the fourth place can no longer afford to delay it.’ said one person.

At this time, another person beside him waved his hand and said, "Slowly, I want to see these two dolls fighting, which is interesting."

Yuchun and Ju Wenxiu could naturally feel the powerful aura. Moreover, it seemed that there were a lot of such aura around him. It seemed that many terrifying figures had come, but they were all hiding in the void.

The two had no time to take care of each other, so they could only find a way to take down each other.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already passed a hundred moves, attacking and defending. Yu Chun's attack was clever, his sword was as sharp as lightning, and his sword edge was cold and powerful.

Ju Wenxiu used defense instead of attacking, and his sword was waving in his hand. Inside the surrounding area, there seemed to be a sword net intertwined, even a trace of wind could not be blown through.

But Yuchun's sword wind is not an ordinary wind. His sword net cannot reach the realm of breaking the enemy by just attacking.

After 150 moves, Yuchun grabbed Ju Wenxiu's fleeting flaw and quickly drew his sword. This was a sword he had practiced for countless times. It was called "Thunder" that was actually accumulating momentum and a quick sword, just like running thunder. It can be seen that Yuchun was very confident in his sword.

In the lightning, the dark sword sword was here, no matter how dense Ju Wenxiu's sword net was, there was still a dead gap to keep.

A cold light shot, Ju Wenxiu was shocked. He heard a few "Dangdang" sounds, and realized that this was Yuchun's sword, but the pain seemed to come faster.

Zhan Ri broke through the sword net, which made Ju Wenxiu's arm numb and almost dropped the sword out of his hand. When he was frightened, Zhan Ri had already pierced Ju Wenxiu's shoulders and came out of his body.

‘Little Master…’ The guard sect was shocked.

‘You...’ Ju Wenxiu was surprised. He could not have imagined that Yuchun was not only extremely talented, but also his swordsmanship was not inferior to him. How could this be possible?

A child who was rumored to have entered the practice of a low-level sealed place where the Taoist rules were incomplete, and he was lucky enough to get a bunch of things against the sky, but he actually got the supreme inheritance. Even so, how could the disciples of the authentic supreme inheritance family have lower talents than this wild child?

Last time in Shushan, I seemed to have used the immortal art of Shushan Flying Fairy Sword. Today, it seems that although Yuchun's sword technique is smart and elegant, his sword intent is cold and murderous, and it is not like the immortal scriptures of Shushan. The battle with the evil son of all races shows his strong physique and his close combat is very fierce. How could this kid master have so many skills? Even if it is one, it is quite amazing to achieve something.

Although this seems to be a long time, it is actually just a blink of an eye.

Ju Wenxiu used his power to force his sword, stabbed the sword with his right hand at the hilt of the sword, and stabbed it suddenly, and with a force of reverse push, he escaped.

The Mo family majored in swordsmanship and words, both attacking from afar, and fighting in close combat is not their strength. Although Ju Wenxiu is not afraid, with the strength shown by Yuchun, this life wheel realm is too strange and can defeat the Yutian realm. Of course, Ju Wenxiu would not be so stupid that he ran to Yuchun to give away his head.

‘The demon is indeed worthy of his reputation. Okay, it depends on how you break my magic weapon.’ Ju Wenxiu put away his sword, and suddenly appeared in his hand, flew into the sky, turning into a huge book, sprinkling bright light. Everyone felt as if they were bathed in a vast ocean of knowledge, their minds were clear, as if they had suddenly become many times smarter, and they instantly realized the great way.

‘The magical object of the Mo family, Feiyu Tianshu...’ Everyone was shocked.

‘Although the Mo family’s Feiyu Tianshu is not a supreme weapon, it is the best among the magical artifacts. It is rumored that before the Mo family’s ancestors became enlightened, they benefited a lot from this object, which shows that this object was extremely extraordinary.’

‘Not only that, I heard that this object had followed the ancestors of the Mo family, conquered outside the territory, and suppressed the alien races. It can be seen that the mystery is very mysterious...’ Everyone seemed to have heard of this magical object, which shows how extraordinary this magical object is.

Although Yuchun had no good feelings for Ju Wenxiu, he had no intention of killing. Otherwise, the sword just now would not have been just the shoulders and allowed him to break free.

But young people are competitive and competitive. As the saying goes, young and energetic. If everyone can see it openly and want to let everything go, there will be less fun in this world.

Yuchun frowned and only told him that this thing might be very terrible. He held the sword in his hand a little tightly, and his skills were improved to the extreme, and he was ready to face its destructive blow at any time.

‘Young Master, the Mo family is just asking for that kid’s treasure. The excuses they made are too ordinary. Should we take action?’ said an old man.

‘Don’t worry, it’s rare to have such a grand event today. Why do we need to take action? As for those treasures, I only need one Lei Zang flower and the others, let them take them.’

‘Hehe, the young master is wise, and his subordinates are confused. The Mo family’s ‘Tian Shu’ is not an ordinary person. If the demon is going to die in the next moment, I don’t know how many people will take action, it’s interesting.’ The old man smiled.

On the other side; ‘I actually killed the second young master, I went to kill him.’ A tall man said coldly.

‘No need.’ a young man waved his hand.

But just these two words left no further text. After the young man finished speaking, he felt calm and calm, as if the angry face of the face just now, which was not what this person said at all. He stood behind the young man without saying a word.

‘Demon Bo Yuchun, hum.’ A young man in purple costume looked at Yuchun below from another part of the sky and said gritting his teeth.

These people were just watching the battle at will. In the invisible void, there were even more powerful and terrifying people paying attention to Yuchun's every move. Yuchun had already known this. The reason why he didn't have anywhere to escape was that he probably knew this from the moment he entered the Meng Mansion.

Secondly, the curse in his body was that the most important thing was to climb the super teleportation array in the wasteland to the distant river of broken bones, or he would die. He had no doubt about this, so he had nowhere to escape except that super formation.

But the key is that this teleportation array cannot be opened for Yuchun, not for anything else, just because he is the demon son Bai Yuchun, and is a demon of treasure.

But the reason why Yuchun dared to appear in the head of the poem was because he knew nothing about curses, like a headless fly. The Meng Mansion and Yan Mansion and other Confucian members invited him in public must have already understood the consequences. In other words, Yuchun was still unaware of the Confucian members. If this is true, why would the Meng Mansion give him a hundred thousand books?

It can be seen that the Confucian school still had some calculations, just for the sake of life. Yuchun could only expect Mr. Meng and Mr. Yan to say that it was a bit credible and would not accidentally accumulate this favor to a huge extent in the future. It would be really difficult to do it at that time.

As for now, Yuchun still has some foundation in his heart, otherwise he would never dare to appear in the wasteland easily. It should be noted that a young cultivator like him, facing the countless "masters" in the Cang Realm, really has no chance to jump around.

He believed that Yan Meng's two mansions had their own plans, otherwise he would come alone to die? Therefore, although Yuchun knew that there were many masters in the void, he could still calm down in his heart.

Just hope as you expected.

As for the fights between his peers, he never fears. As long as those big men don’t take action, he is confident that he can’t beat them, and there is no problem with running away.

As a child who grew up in the deep mountains and forests, Yuchun does not have to be rich and powerful family geniuses. He has his own way of survival and his own pride. If he wants to solve a huge chess game, he must achieve a high position. Yuchun knows that only the supreme can solve the doubts of his ancestors.

The Supreme is never a noble name, but only after thousands of battles, defeating all opponents and achieving the invincible path can one become the supreme supreme.

‘Okay, you are beyond my expectations, but I still want to tell you, underestimate me, Ju Wenxiu, you will die.’ Ju Wenxiu said in a deep voice.

'I never underestimate any opponent, but you are not my opponent.' Yuchun shook her head and said.

‘You... I will make you pay the price for your ignorance, hum.’ Ju Wenxiu snorted coldly, holding Feiyu Tianshu with one hand and pinching his fingering with the other hand. The book seemed to be alive, and countless small words were flying out and printed on the sky. Suddenly the sky and the sea of ​​clouds churned, sometimes red and sometimes yellow.

Ju Wenxiu's aura was even extreme. The nine illusion beads behind him flashed and destroyed, like nine small suns, providing Ju Wenxiu with huge energy.

With the continuous activation of the Dharma, the small words became larger and larger, turning the sky within a radius of dozens of kilometers outside the wasteland town into a huge volume of paper. A vast force of pressure made everyone unable to breathe.

‘Hiss, is this the power of the artifact? It’s so terrifying.’

‘The Book of Heaven is a divine object, how could it be a joke?’ One by one, they all looked at Yuchun nervously.

Even those who were hiding in the void frowned, and they never thought that Ju Wen Xiu could practice the heavenly books to this level.

Yuchun dared not be careless, and his skills were improved to the extreme. He paid attention to the Sun-Slaying Sword Light, and the Sun-Slaying Sword Light increased by several feet.

‘The inheritance of the Holy Clan is not something you can guess at in your small life wheel realm.’ Ju Wenxiu shouted loudly, and the words floating on the sky densely seemed to be alive. A huge character fell down and smashed towards Yuchun.

Yuchun was proud and unafraid. He raised his sword and jumped up, slashing towards the huge golden characters with his sword.

With a "touch", Yuchun's arm was numb by the huge golden characters, and she almost couldn't hold the sword, but the golden characters were also shattered by Yuchun's sword.

‘Hmph, come again ‘Bu’. The giant scripture practice was activated, and two golden characters fell in the sky, and the speed and power of the fall were obviously increased.

Yuchun felt that the power of this art was indeed extraordinary with one blow. The power of a word is no less than a million pounds. Even though he is physical cultivation and is not afraid of his strength, there are too many words, and there are thousands of words in his empty space. When will he hit it?

These words seem to be alive and cannot be avoided at all. Once these words are smashed together, the power can be imagined.

This is just because Ju Wenxiu's strength is too poor, and it is rare to be able to perform like this. If the gods control this book of heaven and destroy the power of heaven and earth, it is definitely not a joke.
Chapter completed!