The whole banquet hall burst into laughter.

    That guy is just a casual practitioner. How can he dare to talk like this?

    Who is bu Yunfei?

    He was the young master of the capital Bu family and the leader of the disciples of Dahe sword sect. He was a person of status throughout the whole Zhou Dynasty.

    Bu Yunfei leaned forward and said, "boy, what did you say just now? I didn''t hear you clearly. Come on, tell Ben less?"

    Jun was innocent and expressionless. He slapped Bu Yunfei in the face.

    A snap.

    This slap made Bu Yunfei turn in a circle. His teeth were mixed with blood and sprayed out like bullets in the process of turning.

    Suddenly, the whole audience was silent and momentary silent.

    Everyone was stunned in the banquet hall.

    The casual monk actually dared to do it and slapped Bu Yunfei in the face in a humiliating way!

    This was beyond their expectation, and Murong Qi''s eyes also showed a surprised color.

    Mu Yang Qingya was also surprised.

    "I''ll do it!"

    Bu Yunfei turned 360 degrees. He was stunned on the spot. He felt severe pain on his face. When he regained consciousness, he almost blew up.

    His fingers took the ring, the cold light flashed, a spirit sword appeared in his hand, and a sword stabbed Jun Wuye.

    When the sword Qi burst, there was a faint sound of rivers rushing. The sword waves rolled like water lines and spread around. The momentum was amazing.

    River sword formula!

    This is the skill and sword skill of Dahe sword sect. When the sword comes out, it is like a river rushing and continuous.

    A ding.

    Jun''s innocent fingers were golden, and a hint broke the sword Qi. At the moment of touching the sword tip entity, he bent his fingers and flicked, and the metal tremor was harsh.

    The spirit sword in Bu Yunfei''s hand bends instantly.

    His complexion changed dramatically. He only felt that an irresistible force was transmitted from the sword body. The force ran through his palm and fingers. The whole palm was in great pain, as if pierced by countless small sword Qi.

    The palm and fingers took off, and the spirit sword flew out of his hand.

    "You!"

    Before he had time to respond, he saw the sanxiu bully coming in front of him, his golden palm raised high and his head pressed down.

    Boom!

    The airflow exploded under the golden palm.

    Blood and gas suppression, as thick as a mountain!

    Bu Yunfei suddenly felt that Mount Tai was pressing on the top. His legs bent and fell on the ground with a bang. The blood flowed on his knees and hit the hard sapphire ground with cracks all over.

    The pupils of everyone suddenly contracted throughout the banquet hall.

    Bu Yunfei failed?

    Bu Yunfei knelt on the ground when he raised his hand and pressed the eight changes in the condensed gas state!

    How is this possible?

    Such a picture was so shocking that it deeply impacted the eyeballs of those present.

    Bu Yunfei is also a leader in his generation, but he is not inferior to a casual repair from a small place?

    "Bastard! I''ll kill you!"

    Bu Yunfei roared in humiliation.

    He has never been trampled on like this in his life. Where is his dignity?

    Today, in front of so many people, they are pressed to kneel on the ground. What face will they have to stand in the capital in the future?

    "No, you can''t kill me." Jun Wuxie looked down at Bu Yunfei and said, "it seems that you still disagree? I''ve always convinced people with reason. Today we''ll talk about reason."

    "Tell a fart!"

    Bu Yunfei yelled. Did he make people kneel and reason?

    "Your words offended my sister. Should you kneel down and repent and ask her for forgiveness?"

    Jun Wuxie was always expressionless, but there was a sense of hostility in his eyes.

    "I repent you..."

    Bu Yunfei began to scold, but before he finished, Jun Wuxie''s palm suddenly pressed down.

    Boom.

    Bu Yunfei''s kneeling ground sank two inches.

    The domineering blood gas penetrated into his body, moved his internal organs, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

    "Are you convinced of my truth?"

    Jun''s innocent palm continued to suppress, bu Yunfei''s body continued to sink, and the surface of his body burst open, and the whole body surface was like broken porcelain.

    "I......" Bu Yunfei felt humiliated and wanted to break the body into pieces, but his cracked body frightened him.

    He doesn''t want to die. He is the young master of the Bu family. He has a brilliant future and a bright future. How can he die in the hands of a casual repairman.

    He was trying to be soft. In the distance, a sword rang through the banquet hall, and the sword idea spread, making the temperature of the banquet hall drop suddenly.

    "You''re just a scattered repair. Who gives you the courage to be wild at the gathering and don''t know what to do!"

    Murong Qi, who had been watching coldly, walked towards Jun Wuxie. Around his body, there were several sword Qi condensed by true Qi. Every time he walked, the sword Qi shook, and there was a wave of energy spreading forward.

    "Murong Qi, teach this monk a lesson." Mu Yang Qingya resumed her high and cold attitude and said, "teach him a lesson. Let''s have a drink so as not to spoil our interest."

    "Who are you, trying to stand out for bu Yunfei?"

    Jun Wuxie looked coldly at Murong Qi who came with the sword.

    This person makes him feel much better than any opponent he has ever met.

    "I, Murong Qi, the son of Murong aristocratic family, the elite disciple of Dahe sword sect! You can honor your ancestors if you die under my sword."

    Murong Qi''s pace was not fast, but his momentum was very terrible. The sword waves rolled all the way, making everyone along the way retreat.

    "I''ve heard that Murong Shizi broke into the realm of the cave for a long time. When I saw him today, it was really terrible!"

    "Among the young heroes in the capital, Murong Shizi is a top-ranking figure. He has outstanding talent and is extraordinary. With his hand, the scattered cultivation must not be the enemy of unity."

    In the banquet hall, everyone talked about it and praised Murong Qi very much.

    "Then try it."

    Jun Wuye still keeps the posture of suppressing cloud flying with one hand.

    "Overestimate your strength!"

    Murong Qi sneered and waved forward.

    The sword Qi shuttling around his body rushed to Jun Wuxie in an instant. The fierce momentum made the space tremble.

    Roar!

    A tiger roar sounded from your innocent fingers and palms.

    He hit the sword with a punch.

    The golden blood gas condensed into a fierce tiger, rushed forward and collided with the sword gas.

    The roar and roar, the collapsed Qi and sword light flew around, startled the people to retreat again and again. Within a radius of 10 meters, all the seats were torn apart, and drinks, cakes, melons and fruits were scattered on the ground in a mess.

    Murong Qi''s face was ugly and he became angry.

    He is an elite disciple of Dahe sword sect and an expert in Dongtian realm. Unexpectedly, he failed to win a casual cultivation!

    "River sword!"

    Murong Qi stretched his arms, and deep Qi rushed out of his body. It was like a long river rolling back, and the sword sounded in bursts. The whole long river of Qi turned into a huge sword in an instant. With a buzzing sound, he cut into the air and was innocent.

    The blood and Qi in Jun Wuye''s body surged, and the power of riots poured into his palms and fingers, and a dragon chant rang through the hall.

    Dragon and tiger!

    With the palm of the army, the blood and Qi of the whole body rushed to the palm and fingers, condensed into a golden real dragon, and met the huge sword of the river.

    At the moment of the collision, the real dragon sang. The Dragon wrapped the huge sword in the air, and the huge sword cracked into sword fragments.

    At the next moment, the real dragon rushed forward and blew Murong Qi for more than ten meters, hitting the pillars of the hall, making the whole hall tremble violently.

    Poof!

    Murong Qi covered his chest, a mouthful of blood gushed out, his back slipped against the column, half knelt on the ground, disheveled and embarrassed.

    Suddenly, the whole banquet hall was silent again!

    Everyone looked dull.

    Murongqi lost?

    Murong Qi of the cave state was defeated by the casual repair!

    Such a fact completely subverts their cognition.