Chapter 4: Immortal Breath Begins to Show Its Magical Effect

Chapter 4: Immortal Breath Begins to Show Its Magical Effect
As soon as the young man appeared, there seemed to be wisps of fairy air floating in the mountain stream. He walked forward step by step, stepping on the fairy mist.

Just one glance was enough to make the girl's heart flutter, her body flushed, and her originally cold and arrogant eyes were filled with ripples like a pool of spring water.

The old man rubbed his eyes in disbelief. The appearance of the young man made his old body feel as if he was floating in the air.

Is he going to ascend? !

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It is an unprecedented visual experience, as if every inch of your skin is beating together!
There is such an extraordinary person in the world. His every move, every smile and every look back stirs people's hearts. His appearance and temperament are like an immortal from heaven who has descended to the earth.

If there is a poem to describe him, it must be: This person should only exist in heaven, how many times can he be heard of in the world?

The exiled young man's angry voice shocked Nalan Yanran. After being absent-minded for a while, she immediately scolded the young man who had acted rashly:
"Yunchuan, what are you doing? We are here to visit, not to cause trouble!"

"Sir, I'm sorry. It was our people who were reckless. Yanran apologizes to you again. To make it up to you, you can ask for anything you want. As long as Yanran has it, she is willing to give it to you."

Ge Ye was stunned for a moment, he saw that Nalan Yanran, who was always arrogant and was regarded by the sect master as the young sect master to be trained, actually had blushing cheeks, looked at the young man with spring in her eyes, and apologized in a nice voice!

This is simply what I have never seen before!

And what did you mean by your last sentence? Are you willing to give away everything you have?
What are you implying? Will you give me your virginity if I ask for it?

How dare you! This witch is seducing my brother Qingyun?!

After hearing this, Xiao Xun'er's eyes widened and she couldn't help but move closer to Su Qingyun, as if protecting her food.

She glanced at Su Qingyun and said secretly in her heart: Brother Qingyun, don't be fooled by this woman's appearance!
"You shouldn't apologize to me. He didn't attack me, but him. You should apologize to him."

Su Qingyun felt that Nalan Yanran was looking at him strangely, and this feeling seemed familiar.

He pointed at Xiao Yan and said calmly.

Xiao Yan stared at the young man called Yunchuan with his fists clenched. He knew that his strength was still too weak. Just now, the opponent's fighter's strength exploded and he had no power to fight back. How could he protect Brother Qingyun?

Look at that Nalan Yanran, she actually looked at my brother Qingyun with such lustful eyes, it's really too much!
(No, isn't there something wrong with your focus? Your fiancée is about to fall in love with another man at first sight!)
"Yunchuan, why don't you apologize to him?"

Nalan Yanran looked at the young man.

The young man was also a little distracted when Su Qingyun appeared. He was awakened by Nalan Yanran and said reluctantly:
"I can apologize to this young master, but I can't do it to this third-level Dou Qi loser."

The young man looked towards Su Qingyun with eyes full of admiration and respect. The fact that the fighting spirit of this banished immortal boy was able to dissolve his fighting skills just now was enough to show how powerful he was!
What's more, this young man from Xianchen has an extraordinary appearance and is no ordinary person. He should be the disciple of the senior who caused the strange phenomenon in the heaven and earth in Luoxian Gorge before!

It's not shameful to bow to him, and I'm willing to be his younger brother!
As for this guy at the third stage of fighting spirit, he has an ordinary appearance and average talent. He is definitely a servant. Is he worthy of bowing his head and apologizing?
Although Yunchuan was not a peerless genius in the Yunlan Sect, he was still considered to be an upper-middle-level talent in the Jiama Empire. What's more, his grandfather was Yun Leng, the Grand Elder of the Yunlan Sect, and not everyone could step on him!
Yunchuan glanced at Xiao Yan with disdain.

This kind of contemptuous look coupled with sarcasm can deeply hurt a person's self-esteem.

But Xiao Yan had gotten used to it in the past three years, and the veins on his face were exposed.

But he still gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to take action.

The opponent's strength is decent, and he has reached the level of a five-star fighter. Both himself and Xun'er are at a lower level than him. Brother Qingyun has just embarked on the path of cultivation, and he cannot provoke the other party, so as not to bring trouble to Brother Qingyun.

Su Qingyun's immortal eyes fixed on Yun Chuan, then glanced at Xiao Yan.

He knew that Xiao Yan must have had a hard time enduring this. Su Qingyun simply said to Xiao Yan: "Since he is unwilling to apologize to you, then you should fight back."

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, then pointed at himself and said:
"Brother Qingyun, I... me?"

Not only Xiao Yan was stunned, but even Nalan Yanran, who was almost losing her mind due to being overwhelmed by love, and the old man Ge Ye were also stunned.

Yunchuan laughed even louder:

"Hit me? A guy with a third-level fighting spirit? Does he dare? I let him use one hand and he can't even get close to me!"

He is a five-star fighter!
"What's wrong with the third stage of fighting spirit? I'm still at the first stage of fighting spirit."

Su Qingyun said calmly, giving Xiao Yan a reassuring look: "Do you believe me?"

This look actually made Xiao Xun'er and Nalan Yanran a little jealous!

There is care, protection, and calmness in it. At this moment, they wish they could become the young man looked down upon by Yunchuan!

Feeling this look, Xiao Yan was immediately energized, all the fighting spirit in his body was mobilized, he clenched his fists, and rushed towards Yun Chuan:

"I trust Brother Qingyun unconditionally! Whoever Brother Qingyun tells me to beat, I will do it without hesitation!"

"court death!"

Seeing that Xiao Yan dared to rush up and attack him, Yun Chuan snorted coldly, and the fighting energy in his body circulated, and he blasted out a low-level Xuan-level fighting skill:

"Mysterious Wind Palm!"

In the Douqi Continent, the strength of fighting skills is often the key to determining the strength of practitioners at the same level.

Fighting skills also have levels of quality. From strong to weak, there are four levels: heaven, earth, black, and yellow. Each level is divided into low, medium, and high levels.

But for ordinary fighters and practitioners of lower levels, it is already very difficult to learn one or two low- to mid-level yellow-grade fighting skills.

For Xuan-level fighting skills, in Wutan City, only the elders and clan leaders of the three major families have the opportunity to learn them.

This Yunchuan was a disciple of the Yunlan Sect. He was able to learn Xuan-level fighting skills at such a young age, which surprised Xiao Yan.

But the one who was even more surprised the next moment was Yunchuan. This time he deliberately released a more advanced Xuan-level fighting skill, but it turned into a breeze again, without any killing power!

Logically speaking, once he released his Mysterious Wind Palm, even a practitioner of the eighth or ninth level of Dou Qi would be seriously injured or even die on the spot.

But Su Qingyun had immortal energy lingering on his fingertips, and when he waved it away casually, although there were only one or two strands, it wrapped around Yunchuan's body and actually suppressed the fighting spirit in his body, making it difficult for the fighting spirit to take shape and transform into skills outside the body!

Just as Yun Chuan was stunned, Xiao Yan had already seized the opportunity, and expertly grasped the axe for chopping wood. He rushed forward with the blunt end of the axe and struck him twice, immediately causing a bloody mass, followed by another beating of the flesh. Only a series of tragic screams could be heard:
"Ah! Boy, you're done! How dare you hit me!"

"I'm going to fucking kill you! Aaaaahhh!"

"Brother, I was wrong. Don't hit me in the face..."

(End of this chapter)