Slashing down with one sword is like the "Blade of Heaven's Punishment", which is breathtaking.
Leng Zhuo saw that the "Tianxia Sword" cut off his head, and he was helpless and died with his eyes closed.
He didn't understand: How did Ye Junlin "copy" his mysterious skills? What was his body bound by? Why could the sword in Ye Junlin's hand absorb the power of the "Thunder Pearl"?
Even with a series of doubts, Leng Zhuo still left this world forever.
Ye Junlin used a plan to "time is still", which consumed a lot, his face was pale, and beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down.
Snatching Leng Zhuo's space ring and the magical thunder golden rod. Ye Junlin suddenly rode on the White Wolf King and was about to escape.
Several powerful auras gradually approaching, and the White Wolf King activated the "wind-chasing talent" to escape.
Like a white rainbow, the White Wolf King carried Ye Junlin and Xuanyuan Qingcheng over the city wall of the "Ao Lei Xiancheng". Fang wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but the next moment, Ye Junlin was surprised to find that a middle-aged man had intercepted their way and was smiling at them.
The middle-aged man is extremely gentle, like a clear spring in spring, which makes people unable to have any intention of hatred.
But the splendor that shot out from his eyes was extremely sharp and chilling.
"A few people who killed me, Ao Lei Xiancheng, and seized my, Ao Lei Xiancheng, treasure. If I just left like this, wouldn't it be unreasonable?"
The middle-aged man spoke very peacefully, just like an uncle next door telling a story to an ignorant child. His words were peaceful, but they contained unquestionable domineering aura.
The man looked at Ye Junlin as if waiting for his answer, and seemed extremely elegant and calm.
The White Wolf King looked at the middle-aged man and roared softly, as if he was a little scared.
The middle-aged man looked at the White Wolf King and frowned slightly, as if he was a little unhappy.
"The dialogue between people, what are you guys, what are you talking about?"
The man waved his hand and a wave of invisible palm prints slammed towards the White Wolf King.
Without any defense, this force hit the White Wolf King heavily.
"Bang!"
It was like a slap in the face, slapped the White Wolf King in the face, and with powerful force, it directly slapped the White Wolf King out.
"Woo~"
The White Wolf King let out a wail, flew back a hundred meters away, and finally barely maintained his body.
Ye Junlin was secretly frightened, and the "Tian Eye" between his eyebrows opened again.
A hint of surprise appeared on the middle-aged man's face. He looked at Ye Junlin's eyebrows and was stunned.
"It turned out to be the 'Wuji Tianmu'!"
The middle-aged man exclaimed, with a hint of envy in his words.
"No wonder the 'Emperor' said, seeing you will definitely be killed without mercy, and it turns out that's true."
The middle-aged man sighed, as if he was extremely regretful, and then his left hand was spread out, and the energy in his chest surged like water.
The tiny lightning thunder sounded like a crackling sound, and thunder slowly condensed in his palm and then became larger. In just a few blinks, the lightning balls in the man's hand gathered like the size of a lake.
"Although it's a pity, I must obey the orders of the 'Emperor'."
The wrist was thrown lightly, and the huge thunder ball fell down on his head.
The lightning ball is extremely large, almost covering the sky above the entire "Ao Lei Xian City". Although the wolf king flew fast, it was extremely difficult to fly out the coverage of the lightning ball in a short period of time. Since he could not escape, he could only fight.
Ye Junlin and the Wolf King exchanged a look with each other, and then they looked like a flying eagle, heading towards each other.
The golden light was soaring, and the fine golden scales quickly covered Ye Junlin's whole body. A golden dragon phantom soared into the sky. The thunder as dense as a layer of clouds above the heads of the two beasts was instantly dispersed.
"Kunlun Wuji" and "Martial Emperor's Secret Technique" were simultaneously circulating in Ye Junlin's body. After the sword energy increased by the "Haoran Sword Technique", it was as strong as the wind.
Ye Junlin's eyes were closed, his upper and lower teeth bit his lips hard, and some blood flowed down. The "Time Seal" in Ye Junlin's sea of consciousness shone brightly again.
"Sword Technique of the World!"
A sword was slashed down, and six sword lights mixed with the "rule of time" came out one after another.
Ye Junlin followed closely behind, riding the White Wolf King, and stabbed the most peak sword at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man looked as usual and was not afraid. He looked at Ye Junlin who was rushing towards him, and did not take any measures, but just smiled.
The powerful attack is only fifty meters away from the man.
The middle-aged man finally moved.
With a casual wave, all Ye Junlin's attacks were instantly shattered. A powerful wind blew, and Ye Junlin, the White Wolf King and Xuanyuan Qingcheng all flew backwards.
"boom!"
Two people collided with one beast on a wall, and a rather magnificent building collapsed instantly.
The White Wolf King was crying, while Ye Junlin and Xuanyuan Qingcheng spit out several mouthfuls of blood.
"Qingcheng, are you okay?"
Ye Junlin held Xuanyuan Qingcheng into his arms with great difficulty and asked carefully.
Xuanyuan Qingcheng shook his head and leaned against Ye Junlin's chest.
In the face of desperate situation, the two of them became closer and closer.
"I won't regret marrying you in this life." After Xuanyuan Qingcheng said, he curled up his lips mischievously: "But you still owe me a wedding, and I will make up for it in the next life."
Ye Junlin sighed and hugged Xuanyuan Qingcheng more and more tightly.
In the air, the middle-aged man did not kill him immediately. He looked at Ye Junlin and murmured to himself: "'Soul of the Holy Dragon',' Wuji Tianmu',' Time Dao Seal',' World Divine Sword'... Ye Junlin, these four treasures, no matter which one is, are enough for me to kill you ten times. If I don't kill you this time, I'm afraid the 'Emperor' will be furious. Ye Junlin, don't blame me."
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he waved his hand suddenly, and the dense clouds as dense as tides flew down above the nine heavens.
Ye Junlin hugged the beauty beside him and gently kissed her forehead.
"You are enough in this life. If there is a next life, I will make up for you a grand wedding."
Xuanyuan Qingcheng raised his head, and bright little stars shone in Qiushui's eyes.
"I have to keep my word this time."
Ye Junlin nodded quietly.
The two closed their eyes and looked at death as if they were home, with the same happiness shining on their faces.
Just when the two felt that they were bound to die, a very angry shout suddenly came from the distant sky!
"Baili Mingju! You are so brave. You dare to kill us, our disciple of the "Sword God Emperor"!"
A sword light passed by, and the "Thunder Cloud" was instantly scattered.
A middle-aged swordsman came with a sword, and the sword energy on his left hand was like a surging tide, and the wind was strong.
“Saved.”
Ye Junlin smiled with peace of mind, but he fainted because he consumed too much.
"King Landing."
Xuanyuan Qingcheng exclaimed.
What they didn't know was that a hundred miles above the "Ao Lei Xiancheng", three people were staring at what was happening here. The leader was a girl in red, with her veil and her eyes full of anger...