Living With the School Flower: The Master of Flirtation

  As the white light flashed, the cold aura was immediately blocked from outside the body and could no longer invade his body.

   "Huh?" Yan Yun seemed to notice the change in him, the black light suddenly flashed and disappeared without a trace. However, in the blink of an eye, that black light burst out again, and with a powerful momentum, it enveloped him. Immediately afterwards, black qi rushed in from all directions, madly attacking his body, trying to break the defense on his body surface. However, Leng Xuan did not move from beginning to end, just maintaining the white light outside his body to block the erosion of black energy.

  Yanyun's attack continued for a while, and seeing that he could not break through the white light, he immediately chose to stop, showing his figure again, standing upright in the air.

   Looking at each other, Yan Yun frowned slightly, as if thinking about something. After a while, his eyes suddenly froze, as if thinking of something, he said solemnly: "Have you practiced the broken jade art?"

  Leng Xuan didn't say anything, just nodded.

"Broken Jade Art... Hmph, do you think you can do anything to me if you practice the Jade Art? Leng Xuan, you are too naive. Those people didn't practice the Art of Broken Jade, but they didn't die. In the hands of the Demon Ancestor."

  Leng Xuan said lightly: "It depends on who is using it. My broken jade art is different from the broken jade art practiced by those people. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

   "Okay, then I want to see what's different about your broken jade art."

   After the words fell, Yan Yun kept dancing with his hands, and the sky was suddenly covered with overcast clouds, and the billowing black energy instantly converged, covering the entire sky. For a time, everyone felt an invisible pressure.

  Leng Xuan frowned slightly, the attack that Yan Yun performed just now was just a test, this time is Yan Yun's true ability. After absorbing the evil spirits, Yan Yun's cultivation has indeed made great progress, and he can feel the fluctuations emanating from him. Feeling that the surrounding momentum is getting stronger and stronger, Leng Xuan dare not ignore it like before. He took a deep breath, put his hands together, and quickly changed a few seals. Immediately, a dazzling white light emerged from him, exuding a majestic power.

   "Death!" Accompanied by Yan Yun's loud shout, the billowing black gas condensed into a ball and quickly rushed towards Leng Xuan. In the face of that powerful attack, Leng Xuan raised his brows, did not dodge or evade, and collided directly. Suddenly, only a loud 'bang' was heard, and a powerful air wave suddenly burst out and spread out.

   Under the impact of that air wave, Leng Xuan's body flew high, flying dozens of meters in a row, before falling heavily to the ground.

  Leng Xuan covered his chest with his hands, struggling to sit up from the ground. Immediately, his face turned pale, and a stream of blood spit out from his mouth. Yan Chengfeng and Zhong Ping, who were standing on the city wall, saw that Leng Xuan was injured, and their faces changed greatly. They thought that Leng Xuan would be able to hold on for a while in Yan Yun's hands, but it was beyond their expectations to lose so quickly.

  Thinking about it, Leng Xuan, who stood up from the ground, looked up at Yan Yun who was in the air, and his expression remained calm, "Yan Yun, how is it, it doesn't feel good."

   Hearing this, everyone was a little confused. Obviously he was injured, this kind of words should be said by Yan Yun, why did it come out of his mouth? Thinking of this, everyone turned to look at Yan Yun. Just a glance, everyone was stunned, only to see a trace of blood on the corner of Yan Yun's lips, which seemed to be traumatized.