Chapter 1089 Challenge

Jian Wufeng was frustrated and naturally felt very unhappy.

"Boy, you are so bold that you dare to play tricks on me! I must tell my grandfather about this and let him deal with you!" Jian Wufeng threatened.

Li Hanxue was fearless and said calmly: "Please do as you please."

Jian Wufeng was surprised and stared at Li Hanxue with interest, "This guy is not afraid of my grandfather's name, interesting. In this case, I can't embarrass my grandfather, so I will lower my status and deal with you personally. Be grateful, I rarely hit people myself."

Jian Wufeng grabbed the air with his right hand: "Sword!"

Hundreds of streams of light came from the sky and poured into Jian Wufeng's palm.

A strange blue long sword appeared, Jian Wufeng stepped on the seven stars, his body was like a phantom, and he stabbed out with a sword. The sharp blade flickered and instantly rushed in front of Li Hanxue.

The blade was less than an inch away from Li Hanxue's right eye!

Qingluo was surprised and said, "Jian Wulai is not angry and really wants to kill others, right?"

Qingling smiled and said, "Jian Wufeng is a man of measure. He will not shoot without purpose. He just wants to save face."

"Armor of murderous spirit!"

Li Hanxue's eyes condensed, and condensed ten one-yuan murderous spirits into a murderous spirit armor, blocking in front of him.

This one inch was like an insurmountable sky. Jian Wufeng's sword was really like a blunt sword without a blade, and it could not penetrate no matter what.

Jian Wufeng was surprised: "What kind of trick is this? Such a strong defense can actually block my sword! But I also have a way to break you."

Jian Wufeng's eyes flashed with cold light, and the sharp blade in his hand suddenly flashed a little pure and transparent white light. His sword force instantly broke through the murderous spirit armor condensed by ten one-yuan murderous spirits and pierced Li Hanxue's eyeballs.

"Not good, it looks like Jian Wulai is really going to kill people here!" Qingluo was shocked.

To be honest, Li Hanxue was also quite surprised. Although he did not use his full strength and only used ten one-yuan murderous auras to condense the murderous aura armor, even if it was ten one-yuan murderous auras condensed, ordinary saints could not break through it.

But Jian Wufeng did it.

"This guy is not mediocre."

Li Hanxue was not panicked. The moment the sword blade reached his eyeball, his body moved half a step backward, and the distance was just right.

If the sword blade was a little less, the eye would be pierced.

Jian Wufeng was shocked when he saw this, even more surprised than his sword being blocked.

"This man... This man is really too confident! I can't do anything to him."

Jian Wufeng grabbed with his right hand, and the azure phantom sword immediately exploded into light spots all over the sky and disappeared.

In this fight, who is better and who is worse, anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance.

Jian Wufeng was not a person obsessed with winning or losing. He did not get any advantage from his proactive attack, but he was not angry. Instead, he smiled: "Your Excellency's methods are really clever. I admire you! I wonder if you are willing to tell me your name?"

"Tell you, and then tell your grandfather Jian Wuyi?" Li Hanxue said with a smile.

"You are joking. I, Jian Wufeng, am a dignified and upright man. How could I be the kind of person who bullies the weak." Jian Wufeng looked righteous.

Qingluo sneered: "You are a scoundrel, and you are still a 7-foot-tall man?"

Li Hanxue sighed and shook her head.

"If I am not mistaken, this should be Zhang Moran, the son of Tianming of Tianwu Sect?" At this time, Wei Xuetong stood up and said.

Li Hanxue was shocked: "How do you know?"

"The news that the Son of Heaven swept across the four major arenas has long been spread among the major sects. I heard that the Son of Heaven wears a mask and never shows his true face, so I guessed you are, but I didn't expect you to be the Son of Heaven." Wei Xuetong's eyes were full of brilliance.

Jian Wufeng stared at Li Hanxue with a strange look in his eyes: "So you are the Son of Heaven, no wonder you can catch my sword."

Jian Wufeng's heart was immediately balanced.

Sisters Qing Ling and Qing Luo were also surprised when they heard it.

The fact that Li Hanxue swept across the four major arenas alone has never happened since the founding of Tianwu Sect.

Such a rare thing, passed on by word of mouth, was soon known to other giants. The giants have a harmonious relationship on the surface, but in fact they are fighting fiercely in secret. Each giant has spies lurking in the sects of other giants. If any sect has a powerful martial arts master, other giants will know it at the first time.

As one of the top three masters in the Wild Martial Realm of Yuehuang Holy Land, Wei Xuetong paid close attention to outstanding figures in the same realm, so it was not surprising that she knew Li Hanxue.

Qingluo stared at Li Hanxue: "Are you really the Son of Heavenly Netherworld?"

Li Hanxue nodded slightly.

Qingluo's eyes suddenly lit up, and a hint of an elusive smile appeared on her face.

Qingling knew this sister very well, and as soon as she saw her like this, she knew what she wanted to do.

Qingling hurriedly grabbed Qingluo's hand and said, "Qingluo, don't mess around. The Saint Lord Meeting will end soon. If you make any mistakes, how can I explain to Master later?"

"Sister, do you really not believe in my strength?" Qingluo's eyes ignited with fighting spirit.

Qingling said solemnly: "It's not that I don't believe you, but the strength of the Son of Heavenly Netherworld is not exaggerated. He swept across the four major dojos alone. From ancient times to the present, only he can do it in the Tianwu Sect. I'm afraid you are not his opponent."

The more Qingling said this, the stronger the fighting spirit in Qingluo's eyes became.

"Don't worry, sister. Since everyone knows their identities, I'm sure the Holy Son of Tianming will be kind to me and show mercy." Qingluo said with a smile.

Jian Wufeng was immediately unhappy when he heard it: "Sister Qingluo, don't be impulsive. If you get hurt, your husband will be very distressed. Leave the sparring with the Holy Son of Tianming to me."

"Jian Wulai, you have nothing to do here, get out of the way, don't block me."

Qingluo bypassed Jian Wufeng and walked to Li Hanxue, showing a hint of provocation: "Holy Son of Tianming, I, Qingluo, please teach me! I hope you can show 100% of your strength to fight me!"

Li Hanxue stared at Qingluo with interest, but did not speak or take action.

"Son of Tianming, why don't you fight?" Qingluo deliberately provoked Li Hanxue, "Are you afraid of me? Are you afraid of destroying the reputation of Tianwu Sect as the number one in the Wild Martial Realm? If that's the case, it will be very disappointing for Qingluo."

Li Hanxue just said: "Yeah."

Qingluo was stunned, Qingling and Wei Xuetong were also shocked. In those rumors, the Son of Tianming was very tough and domineering. How could he admit defeat in front of others? This is really contrary to common sense.

Li Hanxue knew very well that Qingluo was very competitive. If they really fought, Qingluo would not be able to beat Li Hanxue.

This is also the headache for Li Hanxue. If Qingluo lost the battle, with her personality, she would definitely pester Li Hanxue and keep challenging until she won.

So Li Hanxue simply admitted that she was not as good as him. Anyway, the two of them had been friends for a long time, so it was no big deal.

However, this made Qingluo even more angry: "Son of Tianming, do you look down on me?"

"I have no intention of doing so. I'm leaving now."

Li Hanxue flashed and disappeared. It was impossible to chase her.

Qingluo stamped her feet in anger.

Jian Wufeng said: "Sister Qingluo, calm down. Son of Tianming is gone, but I still have your husband to spar with you, right? Hehe, how about we go to Qingyun Inn to spar tonight?"

"Get lost! You scoundrel!" Qingluo kicked Jian Wufeng on the butt.

Jian Wufeng screamed: "You are murdering your husband, you are murdering your husband."

Qingluo ignored Jian Wufeng directly. The more she paid attention to him, the more he became more and more aggressive.

"This Son of Tianming is even more hateful than Jian Wulai. He dared to look down on me. You'd better not meet me again in the future, otherwise I will let you know how powerful I am."

Qingling and Wei Xuetong smiled bitterly and shook their heads.

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