Boom!

The voice just fell.

Two loud bangs spread from the top of the mountain.

Another two figures were seen falling, and they were caught by Xue Pingyuan and another master of the holy spirit.

Afterwards, Du Yun walked down the mountain, picked up an apple from somewhere, and gnawed on it, as if nothing happened.

Everyone was stunned.

The three leaders of the Heavenly Alliance, all of whom are powerful holy spirits, couldn't resist even a single move in front of Du Yun?

For a while, everyone was extremely curious about Du Yun's cultivation. He is obviously not as simple as the Holy Spirit. Could it be that he has stepped into the Emperor Spirit?

Wait for Du Yun to reach the foot of the mountain.

He saw Chen Jianbei lying on the ground with three people lined up.

He stopped in his tracks, shook his head and sighed: "Such a dish dares to issue a challenge letter, it must be self-abuse."

puff!

The three of them were so angry that they vomited blood at the same time.

It turned out that he was always pretending to be dizzy for fear of losing face.

But after vomiting blood this time, he really passed out.

Du Yun ignored the three of them and left.

The crowd gave way one after another, but wherever Du Yun walked, everyone bowed their heads, not even daring to take a breath.

"This kid has stepped into the Emperor Spirit!"

"How did he do that?"

Seeing Du Yunyuan's back, Xue Pingyuan's shocked mood could not be calmed down for a long time.

Chapter 602 Anomaly in Nanyun Province

The famous mountain is boiling!

Tens of thousands of monks all took out their mobile phones, logged into the warrior forum or the Tianmeng community, and told about the wonderful battle just now, exaggerating and bragging.

The first practice academy.

Wuhen was absent-minded in this Taoism class. Others were in the classroom, but his mind was on the famous mountain in the capital.

In the middle of the class, Wuhen's cell phone rang.

In the past, he would switch to silent mode during class, but today was the only exception.

Seeing the calling number, Wuhen immediately walked out of the classroom and connected the phone.

"How's it going?"

On the other end, the voice was very anxious: "Come out, something big happened."

"Don't worry, just tell me, is Du Yun dead or alive?"

It turned out that Master Wuhen sent his disciples to famous mountains to watch the battle, and asked the disciples to report the results of the competition to him as soon as possible.

The disciple took a few deep breaths and said, "Senior Du Yun is not dead, he won."

"Win?" The result was beyond Wuhen's expectation: "Could it be a narrow victory? He must have suffered serious injuries."

"No, it's not that Senior Du Yun defeated Chen Jianbei's three leaders in seconds."

hang up the phone.

Wuhen couldn't recover for a long time.

He had predicted hundreds of outcomes this morning, but he did not predict the real outcome.

At the same time, the various sects in Huaxia and the big bosses in the Supernatural Bureau all received the news of Du Yun's victory.

Immediately, the heads of all major factions sent congratulations to Du Yun, which obviously meant to win over.

Shenlong called Du Yun directly to the headquarters. In his clean and simple yard, the two sat facing each other, eating a balanced lunch.

"Captain Du, you are the first person who has eaten here three times." Shenlong said with emotion.

"This shows that the head of Shenlong is stingy, and he is not even willing to invite his colleagues to eat a meal."

Shenlong smiled wryly and shook his head.

Du Yun had almost eaten, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said with a full belch, "I've eaten my meal and my tea, so tell me, what's wrong with me?"

"What do you mean, can't I simply treat you to a meal? Besides, what is a bad job? Have I ever arranged a bad job for you?" Shenlong said seriously.

When Du Yun first came into contact with Shenlong, he felt that he was aloof and mysterious, but the more he got in touch with this person, the more he found his shamelessness.

"It's okay, I'll leave." Du Yun stood up.

Shenlong said anxiously: "Captain Du, I heard that you defeated the three leaders of Chen Jianbei?"

"Do you need to hear about it? I believe it will be spread everywhere."

Shenlong twitched his lips, this Du Yun, now he is talking less and less about attitude.

"You have broken through the Emperor Spirit?" Shenlong got down to business.

Du Yun nodded.

Shenlong's expression changed drastically, and his tone became higher: "When did it happen? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Just a few days ago, I went to break through under the Tangshan Earthquake. Do you want to try it, Chief Shenlong? The underground is full of dangers, but there are also many opportunities. Maybe you can break through the Emperor Spirit if you go there."

Shenlong shook his head and sighed.

He didn't think he could step into the Emperor Spirit in a short time, unless it was a great opportunity.

Looking at Du Yun again, he is in his early twenties, and he has not stepped into the martial arts for a year. From a small white practitioner to become one of the few great emperors in China, it is really embarrassing.

"The supernatural situation in China is serious now. In recent years, monks who have broken through the emperor's spirit have to report to the Supernatural Bureau to prevent a sudden crisis."

"Now that you have stepped into the Emperor Spirit and stood at the top of Huaxia Martial Arts, you are no longer included in the Dragon List, and your name will be removed later."

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