The Peerless Young Emperor of the City

Chapter 247 Midnight is approaching, take the sword in the air!

The treasure of the first-class power Shadow Sect?It's hard to stop my punch!
The cold moonlight shone down, those people felt cold all over, couldn't help swallowing saliva secretly, and even the sound of breathing was deliberately lowered.

Afraid to disturb this dead silence.

Too strong.

It's really terrifyingly strong.

How strong would it be to shatter a fourth-grade high-level magic weapon?
They dare not imagine.

However, this time, it was Yue Zihen, a grandmaster of the fourth level of the Martial King, who was in control of the Demon Shadow Saber, and was unable to fully exert its power, so Xiao Yun was able to penetrate it so easily and shatter it into countless fragments.

If someone as strong as Yue Qun were to control a fourth-grade high-level magic weapon, Xiao Yun would have to use the power of the law to shatter it.

Just like the divine envoy back then, holding a magic weapon that implied the law of thunder, Xiao Yun also took a lot of effort to kill it.

Although the magic weapon has a combat power bonus, it also depends on the level of strength of the warrior holding the magic weapon, and it is impossible to have an infinite bonus.

Just like the Martial King's [-]th level Yuezishen, no matter how powerful the Shadow Knife itself is, it can only increase his combat power by [-] levels at most.

Due to the limitation of his own realm, he cannot fully exert the power of the Shadow Knife.

"Brother Xiao, you are still as strong as ever." Gu Yu smiled slightly, and shook his head with a wry smile, "I thought that after a year of penance, I could get closer to you, but unexpectedly, the distance is getting bigger and bigger."

It was a fourth-grade high-level magical weapon, a weapon belonging to a high-level martial king, and its material was already extremely hard. Even an ordinary high-level martial king could not make a trace of it with all his strength.

But what about Xiao Yun?

One punch knocked back Yuezihen holding the phantom knife, the second punch directly cracked the phantom knife, and three punches crushed the phantom knife, killing Yuezihen powerfully! !

How strong Xiao Yun is now, he didn't even dare to think about it.

Chu Helang poured Xiao Yunman a glass and said with a smile, "Brother Xiao is low-key enough. I have never heard of Brother Xiao's name in the world before."

"Now that this shot has shocked the world, I really admire it."

"Who said he was low-key?" Gu Yu rolled his eyes at him, "What he did was so high-key that you can't imagine it, it's simply dumbfounding."

"This..." Chu Helang looked a little embarrassed, and laughed.

Guyu grinned, "Do you know who, among the top ten princes, is the most mysterious one?"

Hearing this, Chu Helang's pupils froze, and suddenly realized, he nodded again and again.

"It turns out that it was you, Brother Xiao, who made Brother Guyu voluntarily withdraw from the list of the top ten young masters."

"It's just a false name." Xiao Yun waved his hands indifferently, "It's not worth mentioning."

"Hey..." Gu Yu drank a glass of wine and raised his sword eyebrows, "If you guessed correctly, the major event that shook the martial arts a year ago was also your handwriting."

a year ago?

Shake the martial arts?

Chu Helang was stunned.

Seeing Xiao Yun pouring himself a drink, his brows and eyes drooping slightly, he said calmly, "You don't know how annoying those ten ants are, and they talk a lot of nonsense. If you were there, you would also have the urge to slap them to death."

"Huh——" Chu Helang broke out in cold sweat when he heard it, and he couldn't help wiping off the cold sweat with his hands, feeling a little unbearable in his heart.

a year ago!

Is this the guy in front of you who wiped out all the top ten talents in the Qing Yun Ranking with one palm? !

He thought that what he had done since his debut was already terrifying enough.

But now...

Compared with the person in front of him, that is simply a trivial matter, not worth mentioning at all.

Now that things have happened, Chu Helang can only give a thumbs up and sigh: "He is a ruthless person."

He paused, "Brother Xiao, if you do this, aren't you afraid that those forces will find clues and take crazy revenge on you?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yun lightly held the wine glass, paused, and said calmly.

"A year ago, I might still have scruples, but now..."

He sneered, and that smile was full of obstinacy, confidence, and sarcasm.

Now, with him alone, he can overwhelm all enemies in the Transcendent Realm!

Who dares to come to court for death?

In this world, strength is king after all, he killed these arrogances, but if he is strong enough, who would dare to trouble him! ?
The three of them were chatting and laughing while warming wine in the courtyard below, as if they were not in the middle of a battlefield.

The Martial King powerhouses above the void above were all dumbfounded.

Is this for a duel, or for a drink to reminisce? !

However, two of the top ten princes of the martial arts world are there, together with the unfathomable Xiao Yun, how dare they talk about it face to face?
"By the way, the duel between the young commander of the military list and Jiangdong Nine Swords is almost here." Someone reminded softly.

Everyone looked up at the sky, and the crooked moon in the night sky had risen to the center of the sky.

It's almost midnight! !
"At this moment, both parties have not yet appeared, so it is really a bit anxious."

A young man scratched his head, his expression was full of excitement.

Some people wanted to speak, but when they thought of Xiao Yun in Wuxin Temple, they swallowed the words abruptly and remained silent.

It's better to stay out of your own business, and when the time comes, they will naturally know that that magnificent young commander has been waiting here for a long time!
"The Jiangdong Nine Swords of the Great Chu Imperial Clan has been a sharp weapon in the hands of the Great Chu Imperial Clan since ancient times, and its strength is absolutely incomparable."

"To be honest, I, Chu Helang, have not admired many people in my life, but the legendary young marshal on the military list is definitely one of them." Holding the wine glass in his hand, Chu Helang said with emotion, "If I can meet you today , it’s not in vain.”

Xiao Yun nodded lightly, and said with a smile, "Tonight, you will have a chance to meet."

"I'm also extremely curious about that young commander." Gu Yu said lightly, "It's a pity that I've been away from the world for a while, so I don't know much about him, only the name."

He turned his eyes and landed on Xiao Yun, "Brother Xiao, what do you think, with your current strength, what are your chances of winning compared to that legendary young commander?"

Xiao Yun: "..."

After a pause, he said lightly, "There is no chance of winning, or in other words, it's [-]-[-]."

Guyu frowned, and continued to ask, "No winner?"

Xiao Yun nodded and said no more.

At this moment, nine streams of light suddenly appeared on the sky, and they disappeared in a flash.

"Here we come." Xiao Yun's eyes sank, and the light burst out from his eyes.

"Shhhh-"

Next, in the sky above Wuxin Temple, several sharp sounds of piercing the sky came.

The nine people came with their swords, their clothes floating in the air, like a sword fairy descending, quite a chic demeanor.

"Jiangdong Nine Swords, here we come!!"

Everyone's hearts trembled. When the nine people arrived, they only felt that there were piercing sword intents in the void, which pierced heavily into their chests like substance.

Repressed, repressed to the extreme.

The nine people glanced around, the whole audience, wherever they passed, everyone's scalp shuddered, and they all lowered their heads, not daring to meet their eyes.

(End of this chapter)