"My name is Yan Tianrui, I'm new here, please take care of me!"

The moment the man in black took off his hood, the cheers of everyone in the Wan family immediately fell silent.

Wan Feng, who was originally high-spirited and had won two battles in a row and was provocative, suddenly changed his face.

The hand holding the Hanyun Gun was trembling slightly, and he couldn't hide the look of horror in his eyes as he looked at the half-bloody mask.

Bloody Cloud Gate!

As a large border county of the empire, Qingyang County can be regarded as the most chaotic county. Various forces are entangled with each other, and the disputes over interests are cruel and bloody.

From time to time, you can hear that a certain force was uprooted and everyone was killed.

This place is chaotic and violent, and only the strong can survive.

For hundreds of years, there are only three sects that can truly dominate Qingyang County and remain standing, namely Jin Yan Sect, Mingguang Pavilion and Xueyun Sect.

Among the three overlords of Qingyang County, the Xueyun Sect is the most feared.

Being strong and having a deep foundation is one thing, but the means of doing things is another matter. Ninety percent of all the deeds of the sect being wiped out in recent years are related to the Blood Cloud Sect.

The black-clothed young man in front of me is a disciple of the Xueyun Sect, and he must be an elite disciple.

The half mask he wears on his face can only be worn by the one hundred disciples in front of the inner gate.

The mask itself is a mid-grade mysterious weapon that can be used to defend against attacks on the head.

In addition to the heart and mouth accidents of a warrior, the most vulnerable point of death is the head.

It can protect the vital points of the head very well without affecting the warrior's vision and flexibility. The blood cloud mask is the only one in Qingyang County and cannot be disguised.

The young man in black looked at Wan Feng, grinned and said, "Weren't you very arrogant just now? Why are you mute now?"

Wan Feng took a breath and said in a deep voice: "I just didn't know how many of your disciples of the Xueyun Sect have been offended just now."

"It's easy to say, easy to say, hahaha!" Yan Tianrui laughed when he heard this, but his laughter was so chilling that people shuddered.

It turns out that this is his confidence!

Wan Qiuye looked at Kong Yuan and saw a smile on his face. The old man said in a calm voice, "Brother Wan, why does his face look wrong?"

"You are playing with fire!"

Wan Qiuye looked cold and gritted his teeth.

For a piece of eighth-grade spiritual lake, he actually provoked the three overlord-level sects, and the most difficult one among the three sects was the Blood Cloud Sect.

Kong Yuan and his gang are simply crazy.

For the Wan family, they never thought about finding disciples from the three major sects.

Although the three overlords don't care too much about an eighth-grade spiritual lake, if they participate in this matter, they will definitely take away at least 70% of the quota, and there is no need to discuss it.

But I never expected that the other party would actually come to Xueyunmen.

Kong Yuan said with a cruel smile: "Don't worry, I have my own sense of proportion. Mr. Yan's father owed me a favor when he was young. This time he participated in a private capacity. You should worry more about your son Wan Feng. Yan Tianrui just got married half a month ago."

Open the three orifices!"

"What?"

Three innate orifices!

Everyone in the Wan family looked at the young man in black, their expressions changed drastically, and their eyes were full of horror.

At the age of eighteen, he opened the three innate orifices. This talent is so monstrous.

Wan Qiuye's face looked a little ugly. The thing he feared most finally happened.

No matter how strong Lin Yun is, he only has one innate skill, how can he stop the opponent?

"Master Yan, there's no need to chat with this junior. Just do it. There's no need to delay." Kong Yuan laughed evilly and said coldly.

The young man in black nodded slightly, looked at Wan Feng and smiled: "Uncle, I can't wait any longer. How about you just admit defeat?"

"dream!"

The other party's contemptuous attitude made Wan Feng feel extremely aggrieved. He gritted his teeth, flicked his wrist, and fired the Hanyun Spear away.

Little bits of cold light bloomed on the tip of the spear, and Wan Feng whirred the cold cloud spear in his hand, airtight, and kept attacking wildly.

For a moment, the cold wind howled, and the dust condensed into sharp ice spikes, roaring and roaring in the field.

The characteristics of the Hanyun Spear exerted about 70% of its power in his hands, and the power of the spear was already extremely frightening.

It's no use...

As soon as he moved his wrist, Yan Tianrui smiled faintly and avoided it in advance, unable to hurt him at all.

Lin Yun frowned slightly and raised his ears!

Yan Tianrui's third orifice should be the ear orifice. With the sound of wind, he could judge the opponent's offensive and dodge in advance to become invincible.

There are seven innate orifices, and each one opened can strengthen an ability.

Lin Yun, who had his eyesight opened, knew very well that his eyesight was much stronger than before.

As more and more orifices are opened, the advantages brought by this strengthening will increase several times.

The difference between the innate one orifice and the two innate orifices is not too big, but compared with the three innate orifices, they are almost a world apart.

Yan Tianrui, who has more skills than Wan Feng, has a huge advantage in the battle. It doesn't feel like fighting, but more like toying with his opponent.

Lin Yun was secretly frightened when he saw it. It was too obvious that he had an advantage in realm.

"You still haven't sacrificed your martial soul? Then don't sacrifice it!"

boom!

Yan Tianrui's aura suddenly surged, and with one palm strike, the entire palm burst into blood-red light, pressing against the tip of the spear.

Wan Feng's complexion changed slightly, he held the handle of the gun with both hands and pulled back hard.

But he was extremely horrified to find that no matter how hard he tried, the Hanyun Spear could not move at all, as if it was being sucked into the opponent's palm.

Whoosh!

In the midst of lightning and flint, Yan Tianrui held the head of the gun with his backhand, a bloody red light wrapped around the entire gun body, and turned around to draw.

Rub rub rub rub!

Wan Feng was pulled so hard that he staggered, his palms hurt, and the Cold Cloud Spear came out of his hand.

"mine……"

Wan Feng was shocked. Just as he looked up, the opponent swept out with the Cold Cloud Spear.

Bang!

The huge force exploded, causing Wan Feng to vomit blood and send his whole body flying in mid-air.

call out!

Hanyun Gun turned upside down, Yan Tianrui pulled out a cruel smile, held the handle of the gun with one hand and stabbed into the sky.

Phew!

Wan Feng, who was in mid-air, was stabbed instantly, and the black armor on his chest was pierced by one shot.

The wound on the chest was filled with blood, which made everyone's heart tremble with fear.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After landing, Wan Feng made a loud noise and his body bounced several times.

"That's enough, we admit defeat this time."

Wan Qiuye saw how fierce Yan Tianrui was and quickly spoke, asking the Wan family elders to quickly carry away Wan Feng who had fallen to the ground and was seriously injured.

Turning his eyes, Wan Qiuye's vision fell on Lin Yun.

At the same time, many people from the Wan family looked at him.

No one expected that the great situation would turn around so quickly.

The Kong Family actually invited elite disciples from the Xueyun Sect, and Wan Feng fought against them. It was a one-sided brutal battle.

It's hard to bear to look at it, it's so miserable...

The mood seems a little heavy. It seems that the eighth-grade spiritual lake is destined to be divided into half.

Benefit.

Lin Yun was under great pressure and walked up with a slightly solemn expression.

"What are your chances of winning?"

When passing by Wan Qiuye, the other party suddenly spoke and asked softly.

"have no idea."

Don’t know? This is tantamount to giving up on yourself...

Wan Qiuye suddenly seemed a little despairing, but thinking about it, he was an elite disciple of the Xueyun Sect after all.
To be continued...