Chapter 513: Who Said There Is No One in Xueyun Palace?

The terrifying aura instantly suppressed all the brilliance!

It was extremely cold!

"This, this is the sword intention!"

Jun Wuqiong showed a horrified expression for the first time.

This sword intention has reached the perfect level of the Supreme Sword Heart!

The sword intention turned into a painting and slowly unfolded.

The mountains, rivers, plants and trees were all as vivid as real things!

Chu Shaoyang took a step forward, and his figure rushed to a height of 100 meters, overlooking everyone.

Suddenly he raised his sword and stabbed it out!

The mountains and rivers were all moving, and the waves were surging!

The fourth style of Wuya Wentian Sword, Baijing Huanling!

When the sword came out, the world was angry!

The rocks collapsed, the waves roared, and it was like a scene of destruction, and it came down with a bang!

Boom!

It exploded directly in the crowd, and all 32 people were blown away!

Some fell directly from the peak, or were directly blown to pieces by the sword energy, or crashed into the crowd and died!

With one sword, 32 Saint King Realm Level 2 strong men were instantly killed!

Huh...

Chu Shaoyang exhaled a foul breath, a little weak.

This sword was the first time he used his full strength after breaking through the eleventh level of the Zhenwu Realm.

Finally, the full power of this sword was exerted!

At this moment, there was only the sound of wind on the top of the peak.

The onlookers subconsciously took a few steps back and looked at the figure in the air with fear.

They were scared!

That sword just now, even if all of them attacked together, at least 70% would die!

It was impossible to stop it!

"Is this the eleventh level of the Zhenwu Realm?"

Wu Qin was also stunned.

He had heard that Chu Shaoyang had only taken one test during the entry test, but his score was extremely high!

Breaking the thousand-year record and stepping onto the peak of the sword path!

Today, I finally saw Chu Shaoyang's swordsmanship, which was indeed well-deserved!

Inexplicable jealousy turned into flames and burned in my chest.

"His swordsmanship must have been left by a master!"

"If I can practice it, I can even surpass him!"

Wu Qin's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

However, Chu Shaoyang was quick to notice it, but he didn't say anything.

He had to concentrate on dealing with Jun Wuqiong for now. As for Wu Qin, it wasn't that easy for him to kill him.

"Next, there's only one competition left."

Wu Qin smiled at Bai Yuechu and Jun Wuqiong: "Chu Shaoyang won the battle between the juniors."

"If Clan Leader Jun loses to Bai Yuechu, the mining rights of the Xuanyun Mine will be controlled by Xueyun Palace."

"Even if we win, we can only fight for 30% of the mining rights."

Jun Wuqiong's face was extremely gloomy.

If the weaker party can turn defeat into victory, it will get more mining rights.

Even if Jun Wuqiong wins, he can only get 30% of the mining rights.

He was already extremely angry.

Originally, the entire Xuanyun Mine would belong to the Jun family!

But all of this was ruined by Chu Shaoyang!

However, due to their different identities, he couldn't attack Chu Shaoyang, so he took Bai Yuechu as the first choice!

Jun Wuqiong stepped onto the stage first.

Bai Yuechu was about to go, but was stopped by Chu Shaoyang.

"That old dog must be furious, and he will definitely attack without reservation."

"Weak first, find his weakness, and defeat him with one move!"

Bai Yuechu had just that in mind.

After going on stage, she stared at Jun Wuqiong vigilantly.

Jun Wuqiong's eyes were full of contempt: "Bai Yuechu, it's a pity for you to stay in Xueyun Palace with your talent."

"If you join the Jun family, I will make you the chief guest elder, with endless wealth and wealth, and plenty of cultivation resources!"

Bai Yuechu was stunned for a moment.

Unexpectedly, Jun Wuqiong would openly win him over.

Bai Yuechu sternly refused: "The Snow Palace Master has been kind to me, I will stay in Xueyun Palace forever!"

"You don't know how to raise me!"

Jun Wuqiong's eyes were fierce, and a 30-meter-high Zhenwu spirit rose above his body.

It was a strange bird with red flames all over its body!

Seven holy patterns lit up one after another, and the terrifying pressure instantly suppressed Bai Yuechu!

Bai Yuechu's body sank and arched, as if he couldn't bear the pressure.

Jun Wuqiong sneered: "Even if you get more mining rights by chance, it will be in vain!"

"At this time next year, there will be another battle for the mine veins to redivide the control of the mine veins."

"The Xuanyun mine vein will definitely belong to my Jun family!"

He took a step forward and raised his hand to punch.

The flame bird made a cry, drew a trace of flame in the air, and hit Bai Yuechu hard.

Bang!

Bai Yuechu was directly knocked out and almost fell into the crowd.

The burnt marks were shocking!

Puff!

Bai Yuechu spit out a mouthful of blood and half-knelt on the ground, and it seemed that he was about to collapse.

The onlookers laughed at Bai Yuechu.

"Wasn't you very tough before? Why did you kneel down with one punch?"

Jun Wuqiong also sneered: "I won this game."

He turned his head to look at Chu Shaoyang and snorted: "This time next year, my Jun family will definitely take back all the mining rights of the Xuanyun mine vein!"

"And you, Xueyun Palace, don't even think about getting any cultivation resources!"

Declare war!

The Jun family declared war on the Xueyun Palace!

In the eyes of the warriors, with the strength of the Jun family, it would be effortless to deal with an extremely desolate academy.

Provoking the Jun family is tantamount to destroying one's own future!

"Old dog, you are too happy too early."

Chu Shaoyang suddenly spoke with a playful smile on his lips.

Jun Wuqiong was stunned for a moment, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

The next moment, Bai Yuechu suddenly jumped up!

The spear in his hand shot through the sky, condensing a strong spear intent, and directly pierced Jun Wuqiong's shoulder!

Puff!

The spear tip pierced out from the back of his shoulder, bringing up a trace of blood.

Jun Wuqiong groaned, vomited blood, and looked at Bai Yuechu in disbelief.

"You, you actually broke through to the seventh level of the Holy King Realm?"

Everyone was shocked!

Bai Yuechu, one of the only three remaining disciples of the original Xueyun Palace, was at the bottom of the strength.

But she was less than sixty years old, and she was already at the seventh level of the Holy King Realm, and her talent surpassed nine out of ten geniuses!

"Who said that there is no one in Xueyun Palace?"

"A Chu Shaoyang, who is at the eleventh level of the True Martial Realm, killed the fifth level of the Holy King Realm with one punch."

"There is also Bai Yuechu, who is less than sixty years old and is at the seventh level of the Holy King Realm!"

"I heard that there are two more talented disciples who are training outside. How terrifying will their strength be?"

Everyone finally understood.

The once lonely Xueyun Palace is not as unbearable as the rumors in the world say.

Although there are few people, each of them is a peerless genius!

"Little bitch, how dare you sneak attack me?"

Jun Wuqiong was furious!

His powerful aura surged, directly knocking Bai Yuechu back.

Then, his strength surged like a river, all gathered in one punch, and he shouted and blasted it out!

"Flame collapse!"

Boom!

A raging fire broke out, directly blasting Bai Yuechu out!

Then, he fell heavily on the stage, vomiting blood.

"It's bad."

Chu Shaoyang frowned suddenly.

Bai Yuechu's biggest weakness is that he is too kind.

If the shot just now hit Jun Wuqiong's vital point, or restricted his movement, Jun Wuqiong would have no chance of counterattacking!

Jun Wuqiong was so murderous that he rushed down the platform and slammed Bai Yuechu with another palm!

"Die!"

"Senior Sister Bai!"

Zhuge Tingxue and the others were all shocked!