"Let everyone laugh, this guy is quite thick-skinned, and it makes my palms hurt a little."

In everyone's surprised gaze, Jian Fengyun's figure slowly stepped out of the void.

Jian Fengyun was dressed in white, his steps were calm, his expression was calm, and he walked step by step in front of the elders of the Holy Courtyard and the envoys of the Holy Courtyard headquarters.

"Fellow of the Holy Academy, Jian Fengyun, I have met all the elders, I have met all the envoys." Jian Fengyun smiled and greeted the high-level officials of the Holy Courtyard in front of him.

"Jian Fengyun, what are you doing, as a student of the Holy Academy, you dare to beat the envoy of the Holy Academy!" Without waiting for those Holy Court envoys to get angry, Yinyi stepped forward first, and there was a look of anger and reprimand on his grace.

In the face of Yinyi's angry reprimand, Jian Fengyun's face only swept lightly, a touch of indifference flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "Elder Yinyi, I was not a disciple of the Holy Academy when I beat him, I am still the dean's protector, as a protector, since someone is disrespectful to the dean, I will naturally not be stingy." ”

"Boy, I don't care what kind of protector you are, since you dare to beat me, I will kill you." The young man of the War God Temple, who was fanned by the sword wind and clouds, stood up suddenly, and the imperial power on his body instantly burst out, and above the fist in his hand, a tiger-shaped divine power phantom suddenly condensed.

"Superior Rank Divine Power, Battle Tiger Fist!"

The young man of the War God Temple threw out a punch, and was slapped in the face by a young man from the Spirit King Realm in public, at this moment he was already furious, and he didn't care if this punch was something that a Spirit King Realm martial artist could follow, and he directly used it with all his might.

Roar~

A tiger roar suddenly sounded, and the dense metallic laws on the fist of the young man of the God of War Temple surged, turning into countless law inscriptions around the fist body, breaking through the air with one punch, and directly blasting towards the sword wind and clouds.

When all the elders present saw this scene, their brows moved slightly, this punch was obviously not something that a martial artist of the Spirit King Realm could follow.

Looking at the oncoming Tiger Fist, Jian Fengyun's face did not change in the slightest, and he didn't even urge Jian Yuanli, he just raised his arm slightly, and calmly stretched out an index finger with his left hand.

Click!

The Battle Tiger Fist collided with Jian Fengyun's fingers with all his strength, making a crisp sound.

Everyone's first thought was, Jian Fengyun's arm was broken?

But in the next moment, the arm of the young man of the God of War Temple fell suddenly, and all the visions on his arm disappeared, and the scarlet blood soaked through his arm robe, spreading and dripping to the ground.

"Ahh

A pig-like scream suddenly sounded, and everyone on the high platform felt a tingling pain in their eardrums.

I saw that above the ground, the young man of the God of War Temple trembled with his left hand and grasped his right arm stained with red blood, and his body was unstable because of the pain, and he was lying on the ground with his body curled.

"Quan'er." When the old man of the God of War Temple on the side saw this scene, his old face changed color suddenly, and he stepped forward suddenly, helping the young man of the Temple of War on the ground.

"Grandpa, my arm is useless, ah-" said the young man who was called Quan'er, curled up and trembled.

"The people in the Temple of the God of War are still so domineering, but it's a pity that this time you didn't meet a soft persimmon that you can pinch if you want." Jian Fengyun gently lowered his arm and said.

"Congratulations to the master, Dacheng's Heaven Devouring Sword Body can instantly devour the opponent's power to replenish his body."

At this moment, the voice of the sword spirit of the Soul Devouring Immortal Sword suddenly sounded in the bottom of Jian Fengyun's heart.

Feeling the sword yuan power slowly gushing out of his body, Jian Fengyun's eyes moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, it seems that the Heaven Devouring Sword Body is really different from those divine bodies, but the Dacheng realm can instantly devour all the attacks of a Spirit Emperor Realm martial artist.

Although it may have been that the young man of the War God Temple didn't pay attention just now, it was also a Spirit Emperor's attack, and it was devoured and transformed into sword power, which was enough to show the strength of the Sky Devouring Sword Body.

"Boy, you are so vicious, Quan'er is just a temptation, and you actually abolished one of his arms." The old man of the God of War Temple on the side found that the bone meridians in the young man's arm in his hand seemed to have been shattered, and he immediately became angry.

Even though he was the Ninth Elder of the War God Temple, his state of mind for tens of thousands of years was also angry at this moment. No one can watch their grandchildren being slapped and their arms ruined.

"Really?" The corners of Jian Fengyun's mouth moved slightly, and there was a cold glow in his eyes, not afraid of the anger in the old man's eyes, and said: "The people of your War God Temple first spoke disrespectfully to our dean, and then hit me with a dead hand, that punch can be seen by anyone with a clear eye, ordinary Spirit King Realm martial artists will definitely die under the fist, is it only allowed that your War God Temple treats human life like a mustard, and I am not allowed to hurt the people of your War God Temple?" ”

"I'm curious, what kind of person gave you the audacity to talk to me like this?" The old man of the God of War Temple's eyes sank, the prestige of the God of War Temple would definitely not be ordinary in the Five Domains, if it was just an ordinary Spirit King Realm martial artist, I am afraid that when they saw the people of the War God Temple, they would only kneel in fright, but as a result, the young man of the Spirit King Realm in front of him couldn't help but have the slightest look of awe, and even did it directly without giving face.

"Guts? The old guy of the God of War Temple, Shou Yuan, is about the same, if he loses those War Emperors, the God of War Temple is just an ordinary big force. Jian Fengyun's face was indifferent, and he glanced at the elder of the War God Temple and suddenly spoke.

When the elder of the God of War Temple heard this, his withered old face suddenly changed color, and his body shook violently, as if he had seen some incredible scene.

"You...... How do you know? The old man's cold voice suddenly sounded in Jian Fengyun's ears, and his eyes revealed a cold killing intent in horror, as if he was about to kill Jian Fengyun if he didn't agree with him.

In the face of this sudden murderous aura, Jian Fengyun's face did not change, and he replied lightly: "Why do I know you don't need to know, you just need to know, you are the group of old antiques in your War God Temple, there is still one person in this world who can keep them." ”

"Who?" The old man of the God of War Temple was shocked in his eyes, his face was condensed, and his cloudy eyes were cold.

"Me." Jian Fengyun's eyes raised slightly, and he suddenly spoke.

"You!" The old man of the God of War Temple's face turned cold, and the murderous aura on his body surged, "Why do you think I believe you?" ”

"Swallow it and you'll believe it." Jian Fengyun's face was indifferent, he reached out and flipped it over, took out a brown pill from the storage ring, and handed it to the old man in front of him.

The old man of the God of War Temple took the elixir handed over by Jian Fengyun suspiciously, put the elixir in the palm of his hand and felt it carefully, before slowly putting it in his mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth, and the old man's cloudy eyes widened suddenly, and he blinked incredibly.

(End of chapter)