Jian Yun was also shocked, sweating on his forehead, but when he thought about the trump card behind him, his face became extremely cold. Even if a strong man came, what would happen, but what about him, there was only one person.

Then, looking around, a figure appeared out of thin air.

A pale white long coat was as dazzling as the sun, and everyone looked up in shock.

And that figure, like a falling leaf, slowly descended from the sky under the gaze of thousands of eyes. It landed gently on the coffin, and its toes gently pressed against it.

That was a young man, an extraordinary handsome young man, with long purple hair that was like lightning, fluttering in the wind. He stood proudly in the light and gentle breeze, with white clothes fluttering, handsome and upright, like a jade tree in the wind, as rich as jade, and as tall as a jade.

.Jian Mei’s starry eyes, turbid yet clear, looked at Jian Yun with a bit of amusement and disdain.

At this moment, everyone seemed to be deeply shocked and dumbfounded.

I originally thought that this powerful enemy would be a middle-aged man or an old man with mature cultivation. But what shocked people was that the person in front of him was just a young man, and he was also a handsome young man. He was not the same as the so-called strong man.

They don't seem to have anything to do with each other at all.

At this time!

Jian Yun locked his eyes firmly on the young man, looking at the somewhat familiar yet unfamiliar face, feeling that it seemed to have existed in his memory, but he could not remember it for a while.

But the young man looked at Jian Yun and smiled enthusiastically and asked: "Haha, I'm going to say goodbye to the Royal City Fighting Club. I wonder if Sect Master Jian Yun still remembers me?"

"Fighting meeting!?"
Chapter completed!