Chapter 452: The Power of the Disciples of the Misty Sect, Sweeping the Arrogance of the Heavens

Not only Qiao Jiaxi was speechless, but Huo Yunjie, Shi Lei, and Long Tianxing also pouted.

That group of unfamiliar young heroes was actually dissatisfied because they were standing on a high place.

They join in the fun and don't watch from high places, do they watch from the ground?

"The world's great wonders!"

Shi Lei sighed with emotion.

"Should we go down?" Long Tianxing asked.

"We don't know who they are, let us go down, we have to go down?" Huo Yunjie rolled his eyes.

They were just standing in the distance to watch the battle, and they were scolded by these strange young heroes. They were unhappy and naturally didn't want to go down.

So, Huo Yunjie and the four continued to hover in the sky, ignoring the words of the young handsome man.

"Hey, dare to ignore this son's words, I think you are itchy!"

The young Tianjiao who spoke out was not weak.

He raised his hand, and his thick True Essence turned into a big stormy hand, grabbing the four people in the sky.

The young heroes in the capital were all sneering.

Most of them are arrogant by nature and like to be watched and touted, but the premise is that the onlookers are all sitting on the ground and looking at them with admiration, rather than sitting high in the sky and looking down.

Then they will be very upset.

Seeing the hand of the fellow young handsome man, most of them folded their arms to watch the play.

The more than 100 disciples of the Sword King Sect also looked at Huo Yunjie and his party, and their expressions changed rapidly.

"It's them!"

Luo Hedong's eyes narrowed.

When he was in danger in the Taiyue Mountains, it was Shi Lei, Huo Yunjie, Long Tianxing, and Wang Ping'an who helped him.

When he and Ji Wushuang went to the Misty Sect, Luo Hedong also met other disciples of the Misty Sect.

"I didn't expect that they would appear here." The other disciples of the Sword King Sect also widened their eyes.

The pupils were full of surprise.

They didn't know who Huo Yunjie and his party were, but they recognized this unique dress.

This is the disciple uniform of the Misty Sect!

"I'll solve it!"

High in the sky, Qiao Jiaxi walked out when he saw the handsome young man in the capital.

"Blood Sword!"

Qiao Jiaxi clasped his hands together, slashed from top to bottom, and a dazzling red-golden aura swept out with a "tear" sound, splitting the big storm hand and continuing to cleave.

"This!"

The expressions of the young heroes in the capital changed greatly, and they immediately avoided.

Boom!

The red-golden air slashed to the ground, leaving behind a ravine that stretched more than a hundred meters, and the dust was flying.

"How fierce!" The disciples of the Sword King Sect exclaimed.

"Hey, too much force." Qiao Jiaxi withdrew her hand.

He looked at a lot of young men in the capital who were knocked to the ground by their vigor because they couldn't dodge in time, and scratched his head embarrassedly.

"What a powerful move, what kind of disciple are you from?" The young Junjie from the Yuan Dynasty twitched his mouth and pointed at Qiao Jiaxi and asked.

"Qiao Jiaxi, an inner disciple of the Misty Sect."

A loud voice came out, shaking the world.

"It's really a Taoist friend of the Misty Sect, it's a pleasure to meet you!" The disciples of the Sword King Sect raised their arms and waved with joy.

The faces of the young heroes in the capital changed.

In recent days, the entire Spiritual Kingdom has been spreading the name of the Misty Sect. Although this is only a one-star power, because of Ye Feng, even the powerhouses of the three-star power are very afraid.

"What an inner disciple of the Misty Sect!"

A young man with phoenix eyes at the peak of the third level of the Yuan Dynasty walked out slowly, his white robe moving with the wind.

He is the leader of this group of young heroes in the capital, Zhu Lei, who is also considered a little famous among the young generation in the capital.

"Brother Zhu Lei, you are our leader. You must suppress the arrogance of the arrogant talents in the Nanjiang River Valley, and give the young heroes of our capital a face."

"Brother Zhu Lei, let them go!"

Seeing Zhu Lei stand out, the young heroes in the capital raised their arms and cheered for him.

Zhu Lei folded his arms and looked at Huo Yunjie, who had the highest cultivation base, and found that the other party was on a par with himself, and he suddenly had the will to fight.

"You, dare to come down and learn from each other?"

Zhu Lei pointed at Huo Yunjie and shouted.

"We are just passing by, just wanting to join in the fun, but since you took the initiative to invite the battle, I will definitely not back down."

Huo Yunjie slapped the void with his hands, his breath pushed back, and he immediately flew to a no-man's land.

Clang!

He stretched out his hand and caught the cold light sword that flew automatically.

"A mere low-grade spiritual weapon, do you look down on me?" Zhu Lei glanced at the cold lightsaber, and then looked at the second sword behind Huo Yunjie.

Huo Yunjie turned his head slightly, looked at the mid-grade Frost Sword on the back of his eyes, and said, "You don't need this sword against you."

"Arrogant!" Zhu Lei snorted coldly.

Clang!

He pulled out a mid-grade red long sword behind him, and flames spread immediately, wrapping Zhu Lei all over.

"Appeared, Flame Sword Intent!"

The young heroes in the capital cheered.

Luo Hedong's face sank, and he reminded loudly: "Be careful, fellow Daoist Huo, this person has understood the meaning of the sword, so he should not underestimate the enemy. To be on the safe side, let's use another sword!"

"Brother Luo, don't worry, it's fine." Huo Yunjie shook his head.

He still knew very well about his own strength.

Clang!

As Huo Yunjie swung the low-grade cold light sword, his eyes suddenly became cold and ruthless, like a down-and-out man after being hurt by love.

The breath was like frost, and the temperature plummeted.

This is, ruthless sword intent!

"It turns out that you also understood the sword intent!" Zhu Lei narrowed his eyes slightly, "Is this the Frost Sword Intent?"

"No, this is the ruthless sword intent!" Huo Yunjie waved the cold light sword lightly, "Let the horses come over!"

"I want to see if it's your ruthless sword intent, or my son's flaming sword intent is better."

Zhu Lei stepped on his feet, his figure was indistinct, and there was a long series of afterimages behind him, making it difficult to capture the real position.

This is a four-level body method.

Huo Yunjie's expression remained the same, holding a sword in his right hand, and holding a knack in his left hand, a landscape painting scroll appeared behind him, which was the "Spiritual Catalogue".

Whoa!

Dozens of water swords were cut out, like a sword array, blocking the space around Zhu Lei.

"Flaming Sword and Shield!"

Zhu Lei stopped immediately, held the sword in his left hand, pointed it on the sword, and pointed upwards. The flames around him immediately turned into a hemisphere, covering him.

Stab it!

The water sword and the flaming sword and shield collided, water and fire were incompatible, and immediately there was a harsh sound of throwing meat into a scalding frying pan, accompanied by numerous explosions.

"town!"

Huo Yunjie waved the cold light sword, and in the landscape painting behind him, dozens of vines spread out immediately, and the surface was covered with a layer of water film, which resisted the high temperature generated by the flame sword.

"receive!"

The vine rolled towards the middle and wrapped Zhu Lei in the flame sword and shield tightly.

"Brother Zhu is at a disadvantage?"

"No, it's on defense!"

The young heroes of the capital were whispering to each other.

midair.

Huo Yunjie choked with his left hand and controlled the vines to forcefully shrink, squeezing Zhu Lei's flaming sword and shield.

Clang!

Huo Yunjie returned his sword and sheathed it, which was astonishing.

"My dear, he is so arrogant, thinking that this spell alone can completely suppress Brother Zhu Lei?"

"Look, Brother Zhu Lei is going to split these vines."

"Brother Zhu Lei, hurry up!"

The youth of Wangdu had great expectations for Zhu Lei, and shouted, hoping that he would quickly break the siege of the vines.

Boom!

Sure enough, a fiery flame exploded, tearing apart all the vines and evaporating the water sword.

Zhu Lei was bathed in flames, even his eyes were burning with flames, and his breath reached the strongest state.

Clang!

But at this moment, Huo Yunjie had already started to draw his sword.

The dazzling light of the sword burst out from the sword. It looked brighter than the sun in the sky, but it exuded a chill that made people feel stiff and could not help but shiver.

"not good!"

Only then did Zhu Lei realize that the vine attack just now was just a cover, and this move now is the highlight!

As soon as the sword-drawing technique came out, Zhu Lei felt like he was being stared at by a terrifying creature, and his face suddenly sank.

tear it up!

Huo Yunjie pulled out the cold light sword in an instant, although he only used a fraction of his strength, it was still terrifying.

The sharp sword light arrived in front of Zhu Lei in an instant, smashed him with the sword and flew out, and fell heavily on the ground.

Clang!

Huo Yunjie put his sword back into the sheath and stood quietly in place.

In this battle, the outcome has been decided.