"It's you? Blackitis."

Xiao Xueyan looked at Wu Yun, gritted her teeth.

She has always been worried about grabbing Huoyun Lingcao, but she had to protect him and had to give up. She had to give up.

Now, is he still going to block it?

"It's me, I haven't seen me for a long time."

Wu Yun answered lightly.

In the sea of ​​aura, he promoted the cultivation to the peak of the 10th heaven. Although Xiao Xueyan, who was from Xiao Xueyan, had a certain distance, he did not have the grasp of winning.

But the confidence in my heart is much enough.

At this moment, all the audience holding the breath of the audience, the wonderful expectations they are finally coming.

Black inflammation appeared.

They clearly remembered that a month ago, at the martial arts field, Xiao Xueyan's sharpness was fell out of the black inflammation.

This time, facing Xiao Xueyan in Huahai, can he still do it?

The people of the Wu family were ashamed, but the appearance of Hei Yan added some hope to them.

Although they do not believe that this mysterious man Heiyan will help them to help them Wu's family, as long as they can defeat Xiao Xueyan's spirit, it is what they like to hear.

"Who are you? This is the combat conference of our Xingyu City, you don't welcome you."

Xiao Long looked at Wu Yun, said.

On the main platform, the monarch looked at the scene on the court with great interest. He was curious about the mysterious mask person who appeared suddenly.

"Oh? The owner of the Xiao family of the Tang Dynasty is scared?"

Wu Yun coldly.

Xiao Long was extremely qi, and roared: "Black inflammation, who are you, why do you disrupt my Xiao family twice, first seize my daughter's daughter's fire clouds in the martial arts field, and now appear here again.

What do you want to do on the fight? If you can't say one reason, you're not polite to stop it. "

"Oh, the owner of the Xiao family is going to be angry for the time being." Wu Yun said faintly: "Come today, I just want to ask, do you remember that many years ago, the young man who saved your daughter's life, Wu Yun?"

Hearing the words, Xiao Long's face was instantly stiff.

Xiao Xueyan's face also changed.

The Wu family in the audience was a little confused except Wu Tian. Only Wu Tian had already guessed that his son could take out ten to make a dozen dandelion at one time, which must be more or less associated with this dark inflammation.

Unexpectedly, they really knew it.

Thinking of this, the hope in my heart has added a lot, and there is this relationship. Perhaps this black inflammation will really take the lead in the Wu family.

"Remember what, don't remember what." Xiao Long said: "The king is defeated, the winner is the king, which is the truth between the world, no matter what the way, the victory is victory."

"Hahahaha." Wu Yunlao laughed madly, "Okay, a good thing to become a king, the winner is the king, a reasons for a grand."

Xiao Long was a little embarrassed and yelled: "I say it again, either to clear the identity, or leave Bidai immediately."

"Yeah?"

Wu Yun paused for a moment, slowly reached out, and touched the mask on his face.

At this moment, everyone holds his breath, looking forward to the face of this mask, who is the face below.

This is the first time Hei Yan took off the mask, and it was also the expectation of everyone in Xingyu City.

No matter who wants to know, what is this mysterious person?

"It's you."

Xiao Long was almost surprised that he couldn't breathe.

"It's him, it's him."

"Is my dazzling?"

"My God, what did I see?"

"..."

The audience under the field is unbelievable.

"Ah, yes, ..."

"Child, my son."

Wu Tian was almost incoherent, stunned.

"Wu Yun, how is it possible?"

Xiao Xueyan's beautiful face was finally no longer calm, shocking, doubtful, complex.

Remove the mask and expose it is Wu Yun's face.

He stood there so calmly, watching Xiao Xueyan coldly.

On the main platform, the monarch frowned and whispered to an old man next to him: "To check this Wu Yun's information, the more detailed the better."

In the distance, Li Lian and Liu Lin smiled with comfort, looking at Wu Yun on Doutai.

"Haha, after so long, are you finally ready to be in the public."

"No, no, he dares to appear on the Doutai, is his strength ..."

The two looked at Wu Yun again, and when they looked at Wu Yun, they were almost a look at the evil.

"Xiao Xueyan, it's time to do something between me."

Although Wu Yun strongly made himself calm, his eyes betrayed him.

Xiao Xueyan's deception has always been a scar in his heart. Now it is time to unveil this scar that makes him pain.

"You, you ..."

Xiao Xueyan wanted to say how you did it, but after all, she did not ask.

Xiao Long watched Wu Yun for a while, turned his head to whisper: "Kill him."

After leaving Bidai, there were only Wu Yun and Xiao Xueyan left on the stage.

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With a low sound of metal, a silver gun appeared in Wu Yun's hands.

It is the silver blade.

The appearance of the silver blade once again strengthened everyone's thoughts.

Finally determined, this person is Wu Yun.

Xiao Xueyan's eyes were slightly twitching, a bang, the long sword came out of the sheath.

This is a long sword with a blue body, which she obtained in Feiyunzong, and the material is not ordinary.

The sword on the field is tense.

The scene was surprisingly quiet, everyone was looking forward to the start of this battle.

But most people have not recovered from the shock. In their consciousness, Wu Yun is just a waste. For a while, it is difficult to associate him with the black inflammation that is invincible in the martial arts place.

After the short calm, the surrounding air gradually solidified.

The momentum of the two rose rapidly.

One heaven, two days ...

Until ten days.

After ten days, Wu Yun finally stopped and stopped climbing.

And Xiao Xueyan's momentum is still rising until the realm of turning into the sea.

Although it is in the same way, Wu Yun is a little inferior.

But the shock in the hearts of everyone far exceeded the expectations of Xiao Xueyan.

Maybe they have not changed, and in the subconscious, Wu Yun still recognizes Wu Yun as the black inflammation wearing a mask.

But this speed of cultivation is too frightening.

I still remember that when he had just entered the Bido Farm, he only repaired.

In less than two months, it rose directly from the four days to ten days.

How did he do it? No one dares to guess it.

Xiao Xueyan's eyes flashed a little shock.

For a month and a half, from the four days to the ten days, this is a speed of the sky.

Even if she is a person who is known as Tianjiao, it has spent five or six years.

On the main platform, the old man sent by the monarch was returned at this moment.

I saw that he whispered a few words in the monarch's ear, and then the monarch's eyes flashed a light of light, excitedly.

"really?"

"Truely true." The old man nodded and answered.

After a short shock, Xiao Xueyan recovered calmly and said coldly: "Ten heavy days? Hehe, I wonder what the demon method you have used, so that Xiuwei is so fast, unfortunately, you are still not as good as me."

"Yeah?"

Wu Yun answered coldly.
Chapter completed!