Five hundred and seventieth chapters inevitably die why nonsense
Jing Ling really died, which can be considered careless.
Being caught off guard and suppressed, there is no way to recover.
It’s too late to regret.
Seeing his head roll to the ground, Yan Jingyun couldn't help but think of what Jing Lingzhen had said to threaten Su Yi.
“If you dare to cross this line, you will be beheaded!”
At this moment, this sentence is like a great irony, realized in Jing Lingzhen himself...
“Asshole!!”
Jing Lingzhen's death made the man in blood-clothed rage furious. His sleeves and robes fluttered, and he struck Su Yi hard with a palm from the air.
Boom!
The palm prints are like condensed blood, and the scarlet color oozes out, exuding great ominous power.
Su Yi did not dodge or evade, but swung his sword to fight with him.
锵!
The Qingdu Taoist Sword sings like a clear wave, and the rusty sword body brings out a clear brilliance like ice and snow, sharp and dazzling, shining coldly on the mountains and rivers.
The war broke out.
Su Yi's whole aura changed accordingly. He was arrogant and unbridled, and his style was unparalleled. He was like a sword banishing an immortal. Every move he made was filled with sword energy that penetrated the universe.
Boom!
The sky and the earth were in turmoil, sword energy swept across, and blood surged.
What surprised Yan Jingyun and the old man in white robe was that Su Yi managed to survive the fierce battle with the man in blood!
“How can this boy’s fighting power be so incredible?”
The old man in white robe was shocked and confused, unable to calm down.
The man in blood is named Ming Zhen, an old monster in the Spirit Realm of Fenyang Sect. Even though he has no body, his Yuan Shen Dharma at the Great Perfection level of the Spirit Realm is enough to easily crush any Spirit Transformation Realm monk in the world!
But now, a young man from the Star Gathering Realm at the Yuan Dao level can be as good as Ming Zhen in killing. How can the old man in white robe not be surprised?
"how come……"
Yan Jingyun’s expression was uncertain.
Originally, Jing Ling's death had a huge impact on his mind.
But now, seeing that Su Yi was able to compete with Mingzhen's Yuan Shen Dharma, Yan Jingyun could not help but feel a chill in his heart.
The reason is very simple, even if he tried his best, he could not challenge Ming Zhen.
With such a comparison, Yan Jingyun could not understand that if he faced Su Yi, he would most likely be like Jing Lingzhen, losing more and winning less?
“Let’s go together and we must not let him escape back to that dojo!”
Suddenly, the voice of the old man in white robes sounded in Yan Jingyun's ears.
Yan Jingyun nodded, and the distracting thoughts in his mind disappeared.
锵!
The sword box behind him suddenly opened, and an ancient sword with pine patterns was pulled out. It was clumsy in shape and had two small characters engraved on the hilt: Youxu.
With a sword in his hand, Yan Jingyun's aura suddenly changed, and his sword intent soared into the sky. He stepped on the ground with his feet and flew up across the sky, killing Su Yi.
唰!
The overlapping shadows of swords seemed to turn into a dark void, enveloping them with a cold and murderous aura.
It has to be said that Yan Jingyun is worthy of being a top figure among the ancient monsters. His attainments in swordsmanship have reached a state of perfection.
Almost at the same time——
The old man in white robe also took action.
“Duh!”
His tongue burst with spring thunder, his sleeves and robes fluttered, and he activated a sharp and sharp spiritual sword to slash at Su Yi.
Compared to Yan Jingyun, the white-robed old man's sword power was even more astonishing. With just one sword, he showed the power of turning mountains and seas.
At this time, the man in blood-clothed Ming Zhen had also sacrificed the treasure. He held a short black halberd in each hand. He had a terrifying aura and struck with all his strength.
Boom!
This world is in turmoil, and the light is surging.
Su Yi suddenly fell into a dangerous situation.
Although there are only three opponents this time, they are far more terrifying than the battle with Huan Shaoyou and other nine ancient monsters in the Spirit Transformation Realm.
The reason is that the white-robed old man and Ming Zhen are both Yuanshen at the Great Perfection level of the spiritual realm, and their power is beyond imagination.
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Characters like Yan Jingyun who have just entered the realm of spirit transformation can be compared.
Su Yi already knew from the previous hard-fought blow with Ming Zhen that with his current behavior, it would be difficult to deal with a character like Ming Zhen.
Now, coupled with the addition of an old man in white robes whose power is not weaker than that of Ming Zhen and Yan Jingyun, his situation has become precarious.
“It’s a pity that the timing is not right. Otherwise, we can use this battle to hone our cultivation...”
Su Yi sighed secretly.
This time he came to this underground world with other plans, and naturally he did not want to waste all his skills in such a fight.
After all, if the power is severely depleted, it will inevitably affect the next action.
“Hurry, he can’t hold on for long!”
Ming Zhen shouted loudly, murderous intent boiling over.
"kill!"
The old man in white robe had a formidable expression and a terrifying aura.
Although Yan Jingyun didn't have much effect, he kept standing between Su Yi and the huge dojo in the distance, obviously to prevent Su Yi from retreating into the dojo.
Seeing this, Su Yi raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Don't panic, I'll send you on your way now."
The voice was still lingering, and an obscure and mysterious aura quietly appeared on the Qingdu Dao sword in his hand, causing the sword to buzz and tremble.
Like excited cheers.
唰!
The white-robed old man's spiritual sword slashed forward. It was sharp and sharp, and the formation was fierce. The power it accumulated was like overwhelming mountains and seas, vast and domineering.
"die!"
Su Yi's eyes flashed coldly, and the Qingdu Dao sword, which had been trembling for a long time, suddenly raised up, slashing out a sword energy across the sky.
Sword Qi is three feet long, simple.
But when it was slashed out, it seemed to be indestructible, and it easily broke through the sword of the old man in white robes.
Click!
Following this, the white-robed old man's spiritual sword fell apart amid the explosion.
This sudden change made the old man in white robe change his face in shock. He immediately dodged back and shouted out loud: "Damn it, how could it be..."
Before he could finish his words, the three-foot sword energy had already cut off his head.
The spirit of the old man in white robe emerged and he screamed: "Come!"
His soul seemed to be burning, and a heavy rain of golden runes emerged, condensing into a light shield with eighteen layers of astonishing defensive aura in the void.
Jinbo Divine Control Technique!
A supreme secret method inherited from the Tianji Taoist Sect. It has amazing defensive power and is even used by many spiritual monks to resist natural disasters.
However, Su Yi's sword has used a breath of the Nine Hell Sword. How can such power be resisted by a secret defensive method?
Let’s see you——
Boom!
When the three-foot sword energy was slashed down, the eighteen layers of golden light shields were almost like paper. They all exploded and cracked, and the light rain spread loudly.
Looking at the old man in white robe again, a crack appeared from between his eyebrows, going straight down along the bridge of his nose, lips, jaw, throat, chest...
“I never thought that I, Songchi, would die in the hands of a Star-Gathering Realm character...”
The old man in white robe sighed softly.
Poof!
The sighs were still lingering, and the spirit of the old man in white robes suddenly split into two halves, and then turned into light and rain that filled the sky.
With one sword, kill a Dharma-like person who exists in the Dzogchen realm of spiritual form!
That devastating and domineering scene made Ming Zhen and Yan Jingyun completely change their expressions and take a breath.
This change happened too fast!
No one expected that Su Yi, who was originally in a precarious situation, would suddenly kill the old man in white robe with a sword, with a crushing attitude!
This made both of them almost stunned. This... what kind of terrifying kendo power must be needed to achieve this?
How could a young man from the Star-Gathering Realm possess such power?
For Su Yi, killing the old man in white robe was as easy as dusting off the dust on his clothes.
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He did not stop and looked at Ming Zhen.
"die!"
The word "Qingpiaopiao" was still echoing, and Su Yi drew his sword again.
唰!
It is still a simple sword.
But Mingzhen seemed to sense that something was wrong, so he didn't even try to challenge him, and turned around and ran away.
If Jing Lingzhen died, it was because of his carelessness that Mingzhen would not be afraid of Su Yi.
The death of the old man in white robe made Mingzhen completely realize that something was wrong, so how could he still dare to stay?
“Can you escape?”
Su Yi’s eyes were filled with disdain.
唰!
From the spot between his eyebrows, a small green sword flew out and disappeared into thin air.
The God-Slaying Little Sword!
Ming Zhen, who was escaping, suddenly felt frightened. He screamed something bad in his mind, and violently waved the short halberd in his hand, sweeping across the air.
boom!
One foot away from Mingzhen’s head, the God-killing small sword was struck, shattered into pieces, and disintegrated.
But before Mingzhen could breathe a sigh of relief, a sword suddenly struck him!
The aura of death that hit his face stimulated Ming Zhen to the point of going crazy. He used all his power in a pair of short halberds, staggering them in front of him.
Click! Click!
This pair of short halberds, which are regarded as magical weapons, are as weak as cardboard at this moment, and can be easily pierced by a sword.
Then the sword edge flashed and was inserted into Heizhen's throat.
A strong twist.
Boom!
Hing Zhen Yuan Shen Dharma was forcibly crushed into a piece of debris and a rain of light splashed in all directions.
At this point, the second Yuan Shen who exists in the Great Perfection of Spirit Realm is destroyed!
That scene made Yan Jingyun, who was rushing from afar, stop abruptly. His figure froze in mid-air, daring not to move forward.
And his face has become pale and transparent, without blood, and his eyes are wide open, full of shock and disbelief, like falling into an ice cave!
“It’s such a pity.”
Su Yi felt a little regretful when he saw Ming Zhen's soul dissipate.
Both Ming Zhen and the old man in white robes can be regarded as excellent sword-sharpening stones. In a one-on-one situation, they are enough to have a smooth and dangerous battle.
There is no other way. Now he wants to save his energy and has other plans. He can only kill him hard and win the battle quickly.
Then, Su Yi turned around and looked at Yan Jingyun in the distance.
The moment he was caught by Su Yi's gaze, Yan Jingyun's body froze, then the corners of his lips twitched, and he sighed: "I give up now... is it still too late?"
The tone was full of bitterness and despair.
Previously, this ancient evildoer known as the Sword Madman had a high and mighty attitude, as if he regarded Su Yi as nothing. When talking, he was either teasing, disdainful, or teasing, showing his confidence and scorn.
But at this moment, he looked overly frightened and his heart was filled with despair. One can imagine what a heavy blow the previous scene had caused to him.
Su Yi thought for a while and said seriously: "This is not a moral duel that only determines victory or defeat. I can give you a chance to kill yourself."
Yan Jingyun was stunned, and his originally depressed expression gradually turned gloomy.
After a while, he took a deep breath, as if he was risking his life, the gloom on his brows was swept away, and he said firmly: "As a sword cultivator, I would rather..."
Before he could finish his words, Su Yi had already slashed at him with his sword.
Poof!
Yan Jingyun’s head fell to the ground, and blood was sprinkled on Qingming.
Before he died, his face was full of shock and unwillingness, as if he couldn't believe that Su Yi didn't even give him a chance to speak, and just took action...
“You will inevitably die in the end, so what’s the use of talking nonsense?”
Su Yi shook his head for a while.
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