Chapter 627: The tyrannical masked man

Swish, swish, swish...

Countless people turned around and looked suddenly in one direction.

There, on an avenue, a slightly thin figure in black stepped forward. His breath was so calm that it was hard to see through, and he was carrying a sword wrapped in a long cloth on his back.

What's more surprising is that this figure in black has a very weird black mask on his face.

However, the pair of eyes revealed from the two holes in the mask are dark and deep, but at the same time they also have an aura of agility that makes them unpredictable, as if they are unfathomable.

Although the figure in black was wearing a mask, his true appearance was not revealed.

However, those eyes and the sharp edge in his hair have already made all the people present who consider themselves talented people feel like they dare not look directly.

This figure in black with a black mask on his face is naturally Jiang Xuan.

And with this outfit, no one present recognized him.

"You are saying that I am not qualified to sit in this position?"

On the Bluestone Square, Young Master Yue Ran looked at Jiang Xuan. He did not recognize his true identity. Young Master Yue Ran looked cold and condescending and said, "Do you know what the price is for saying this?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know either." Jiang Xuan spoke out, and his indifferent words came out from the mask, always with a calmness.

"snort."

Young Master Yue Ran snorted coldly, his eyes were cold, and a cruel arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said: "You want to compete with me for the seventh spot?"

"Fight? I'm afraid you're not worthy enough to fight with me!"

Jiang Xuan spoke lightly and nodded.

"presumptuous!"

This calm and calm posture made Master Yue Ran's heart suddenly rise with anger, and a wave of murderous intent suddenly emitted from his body.

“I don’t know what kind of power this black masked boy is.

He dared to provoke Young Master Yue Ran in public. He was going to be in bad luck now. "

Many people shook their heads secretly. They obviously didn't think much of the sudden appearance of the masked man in black.

No one would think that the person hidden under the mask could defeat Young Master Yue Ran.

At this time, Young Master Yue Ran's murderous intention had reached an extreme point. His dark eyes shot at Jiang Xuan like a sharp blade, and he said coldly: "Since you want to grab this seventh spot, then I will tell you You, an unknown person like you, are not worthy of competing with me for the seventh place. In fact, not to mention you, it is the so-called fifth holy son Jiang Xuan. Now I don’t even look down on him. If he dares to come , I will definitely let him taste the power of my Yue Ran!"

Young Master Yue Ran's eyes were intense at this moment. He was standing on the Bluestone Square, high up, overlooking Jiang Xuan who was walking not far away. His brows were majestic, like an emperor looking down at ants.

This kind of disregard for everything makes many people look in awe.

But Jiang Xuan still stood there, his eyes calm.

"How's it going? Don't be afraid! I advise you to get out of here, otherwise, you won't be pregnant and I won't be polite."

Young Master Yue Ran became even more angry when he saw Jiang Xuan's calm eyes. He took a step forward and pressed towards Jiang Xuan with his breath like a mountain.

"call."

A fierce sound of wind blew past the black masked man.

Jiang Xuan's long sword was suddenly unsheathed.

"Qiang!"

There was a sword cry, Jiang Xuan's palm moved slightly, and a cold sword light instantly tore through the sky.

"You little ant, you dare to attack me, you just don't know how to die..."

"ah!"

However, before he finished speaking, Young Master Yue Ran's entire body was directly blown away into the distance and hit the Bluestone Square.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of bright red blood spurted out from Master Yue Ran's mouth, and at some point, a huge sword mark appeared on his chest, which was deep enough to penetrate the bones.

Young Master Yue Ran's expression suddenly turned pale.

The aloof and indifferent expression just now was gone, and what was left was only the deep fear.

"Chi!"

With a soft cry, the sword was sheathed.

Jiang Xuan still stood where he was, as still as a mountain.

On the other hand, Young Master Yue Ran lay on the ground like a dead dog and almost died.

All this happened in an instant.

It was so fast that no one could even react.

Everyone, including the powerful men in the stands, as well as the five young masters and Sheng Yunze, shrank their pupils.

This unknown black-masked man actually knocked Master Yue Ran away with one sword?

"I can't stop this sword..."

Sheng Yunze is a martial arts fanatic. At this time, his pupils shrank and he murmured, as if he was still immersed in the incredibly fast sword just now.

And when they heard Sheng Yunze's voice, everyone was even more horrified.

Even the Holy Prince can't resist it? What about the other five young masters? Can they do it?

"you……"

Mr. Yue Ran vomited blood and said.

"You talk too much nonsense, and you're wasting my time! And I've learned how awesome your Master Yue Ran is, and it doesn't seem like he's that good at all?"

Jiang Xuan

He said something coldly.

"Wow!"

Hearing Jiang Xuan's unabashed sarcasm, Young Master Yue Ran's heart suddenly trembled, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and passed out.

Jiang Xuan looked at the referee presiding over the competition at the Bluestone Square at this time, and a faint voice came from under the mask, "What qualifications does this kind of trash have to participate in the five-sect competition."

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Xuan kicked Mr. Yue Ran away, and his whole body fell hard outside the Qingshi Square. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

hiss--

overbearing!

Too domineering!

"Who is he? How can he be so powerful?"

While everyone was shocked, a question flashed through their minds. It was impossible for such a person to be unknown.

At this moment, their eyes were once again staring at the figure in black, as if they wanted to see through his identity.

However, the black mask covered Jiang Xuan's face, and this time Jiang Xuan used a sword wrapped in a long cloth, so no one recognized his true identity.

However, if everyone knew that this domineering, arrogant and unruly figure was the "rebellious" who was expelled from the Qingtian Sect, they would be shocked.

"I've taken the seventh spot. Does anyone else have any questions?" An indifferent voice came out of Jiang Xuan's mouth, making many people look even more in awe.

With a chuckle, Jiang Xuan turned around and walked towards the seventh golden platform in the center of the Bluestone Square.

On the road, other figures on the golden seats looked at Jiang Xuan with fearful eyes.

They obviously felt a sense of solemnity in their hearts towards this mysterious masked man in black.

After all, that sword strike just now was so amazing.