Ye Dong seemed not to notice the whip coming from the opposite direction. He continued to follow Ling Yun's unique steps and stepped forward, easily dodging the whip. However, Yang Qing showed a cunning look on his face and flicked his wrist.
Seeing that the whip was split into two, two into four, and four into eight, it instantly turned into eight rays. Like a shadow, the moving figure of Ye Dong, his stubborn follower, completely enveloped him in an instant.
Ling Yun, who was invincible, walked alone. Faced with eight whip shadows flashing with cold light, although he tried his best to avoid seven of them, he had already walked eighteen steps. In the gap between steps in the next round, he finally failed to dodge.
The eighth whip!
"Snapped!"
There was a dull crisp sound, and Ye Dong felt a burning pain that instantly invaded his whole body, and there was already a deep wound on his back.
Yang Qing obviously showed no mercy at all. This whip was also used with all his strength, so it not only broke through the Ziyan Dragon Snake Clothes, but also injured Ye Dong's strong body.
Now Ye Dong finally understood how the wounds that were so deep that the bones were visible on the Jiu Sou's body came from them. It turned out that they were all pulled out by Yang Qing's whip!
Yang Qing succeeded with a whip, and couldn't help but said proudly: "Don't think that I can't hit you because of your exquisite body skills. If you don't believe me, you can try again!"
If Ye Dong could take six more steps now, he might be able to escape the attack of Yang Qing's whip. But who knows how many lanes Yang Qing's whip can separate, so Ye Dong knew in his heart that Ling Yun was alone in Yang Qing's.
There is no longer any advantage in front of me.
Without Ye Dong's protection, the group of Spiritual Seal Realm masters once again waved their weapons and attacked Yan Sou, but Yan Sou finally took advantage of Ye Dong's rescue just now and chopped off Chu Tianxiong's body with force.
He also rescued him with the iron chain. With his help sharing some of the attack, it was barely too dangerous.
Under such a situation, Ye Dong couldn't think of any way. He could only bite his teeth and attack Yang Qing like a mad tiger. Even his hands and feet, any parts that could be used were treated by him.
He grabbed his weapon and launched an almost crazy attack.
Seeing Ye Dong's attack method, Yang Qing couldn't help but frown slightly, because Ye Dong was clearly holding a lose-lose posture. He didn't want his life, and he didn't even want to be injured, so he could only counterattack to defend, and fight while fighting.
He retreated and slowly defused Ye Dong's offensive.
When Yang Qing thought about it, Ye Dong's desperate attack method would definitely not last long. After all, he had just entered the mortal realm, and the amount of spiritual energy in his body was not comparable to his own. However, what surprised him was that Ye Dong's spiritual energy was like
It was like an inexhaustible supply. After half a stick of incense, not only did the offensive not weaken, but there was a faint tendency to increase.
This made Yang Qing realize that something was wrong, and he also realized that he could no longer defend passively like this. Ye Dong's spiritual energy was not lacking, and his own spiritual energy had been consumed a lot. If the time went on, it would be detrimental to him.
Yang Qing suddenly let out an almost shrill scream, and a whip quickly appeared above his head. It was exactly the same as the whip he held in his hand.
Obviously, in order to make himself more powerful, Yang Qing asked the weapon refiner to specially refine an identical dust weapon based on his own mortal body.
As Yang Qingchen's body was lifted up, the whip in his hand suddenly rose high, and with a strong vibration, it made a crisp "crack" sound, and was whipped into the air.
This move made Ye Dong puzzled. He didn't understand the purpose of Yang Qing not only appearing in the mortal body at this time, but also not attacking him with the whip in his hand, but instead pulling it out in the air.
However, at this moment, Ye Dong suddenly found that a small tornado appeared in front of him, sweeping towards him with seemingly irresistible domineering force.
At this moment, Ye Dong finally understood that Yang Qing was waving his whip in the air just to release this tornado, so his combat skills must be of the wind attribute.
The wind was strong, like a sharp blade, and it stung Ye Dong's face with a faint pain, making him dare not take a direct blow. Ling Yun used it alone and dodged at the critical moment.
There was a sneer at the corner of Yang Qing's mouth, as if he had expected Ye Dong's reaction. He swung the whip in his hand again, this time for a total of eight times in a row.
"Bah bang bang!"
There were eight crisp explosions in succession, and eight violent tornadoes surrounded Ye Dong, and gradually narrowed the encirclement, blocking all Ye Dong's escape routes.
Such a large-scale attack method is very similar to Li Mingyong's electric locking thunder cage, but the power of the two attacks is completely different. After all, Li Mingyong suppressed his own cultivation at that time, but now Yang Qing has no trace of it.
Being merciful is at least the power of three levels of earthly bodies.
Moreover, the countless bolts of lightning from the electric lock thunder cage were in the shape of a column and stayed put, so Ye Dong had a certain amount of time to condense the spiritual energy vortex to break this move.
Now the eight tornadoes were spinning crazily, as fast as eight super masters, approaching quickly, making it impossible for Ye Dong to have time to condense his spiritual energy.
The violent wind blew Ye Dong to the point where he could hardly stand upright, but it made him feel as if he had returned to that day when he faced the terrifying sea breeze in the sea.
The crazy rotation of the tornado brought out bursts of sharp whistling sounds like whistles, which reached Ye Dong's ears, making him feel blessed at this moment. He suddenly gave up all resistance, calmed down, and even closed his eyes.
Got up.
Seeing Ye Dong closing his eyes tightly and standing with his hands tied facing the eight tornadoes he sent out, Yang Qing couldn't help but frown.
Because he really couldn't understand what Ye Dong wanted to do!
Have you given up resistance and are waiting to be killed? Or have you thought of a way, are ready to attack, and are ready to deal with the tornado?
Yang Qing thinks both possibilities are unlikely!
Finally, eight tornadoes hit Ye Dong almost at the same time, and merged into one, forming a large wind dragon with a diameter of more than three meters, swallowing up the unresponsive Ye Dong in one bite.
I saw that Ye Dong seemed to have turned into a fallen leaf, and his whole body was instantly thrown directly into the air by the strong wind, and continued to rotate in the direction of the tornado.
Suddenly, another long roar came from the air, and then a huge black figure fell from the sky and landed on the ground, making a loud bang that shook the entire ground.
The way the figure appeared was so shocking that except for Ye Dong, who was still hovering like a leaf in the wind, everyone almost stopped fighting and looked at the black figure standing like an iron tower.
A big man in clothes.
The big man's sturdy body like a giant bear exuded a huge pressure. His sharp eyes swept the whole place, and he quietly looked at the tornado and Ye Dong inside, with a flash of light clearly in his eyes.
Surprised, then he looked away and said in a deep voice: "People from the Ye family, sign up!"