Chapter 337: Bombarding and killing Lan Yunzi

? The Xuanhuang palm slammed into the Cloud Aspect Sword, and the Cloud Aspect Sword was immediately pressed into an arc. The palms overlapped, wave after wave, surging like waves, and the cloud phase sword kept groaning, as if it also felt its crisis.

The continuous impact, through the Cloud Aspect Sword, the talisman qi of Lan Yunzi buzzed, although his talisman qi was strong, but under such continuous impact, it didn't take long for it to shatter with a bang.

"Poof......

The turbulent strength penetrated into Lan Yunzi's body, and immediately caused the old trouble that was forcibly suppressed in Lan Yunzi's body, a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, and the whole person was blasted out again.

The old injuries burst out, and Lan Yunzi's whole person's breath instantly weakened, and after landing on the ground, he staggered back dozens of steps, and a long line of blood was drawn on the ground from the blood that flowed out.

Being pressed and beaten by Jiang Zhen has already made Lan Yunzi's heart feel very humiliated, and now he is seriously injured like this, and his heart is angry and turbulent. He was extremely angry, and he didn't care about hurting his body to urge his own strength, and he wanted to fight Jiang Zhen for his life.

After the white light of the true yuan was stained with blood, the blood-colored light came through, which looked very weird.

"Ah......h

With an angry roar, like a wounded beast, the ferocious aura emanated from Lan Yunzi's body, and the original indifferent scholarly aura disappeared without a trace.

"Angry clouds gather wind and rain. ”

Lan Yunzi roared and used the powerful cloud sword move of "Yunxiang Three Swords" - angry clouds gathering wind and rain.

This move is a difficult move for the three swords of the cloud phase, a core disciple of a sect like Lan Yunzi, it has been two or three years since he got the "Three Swords of the Cloud Phase", but he still can't completely cultivate the success of the angry clouds gathering wind and rain.

The sword of the wind phase of "Three Swords of the Cloud Phase" focuses on unpredictable speed, while the sword of the rain phase focuses on the massive and vast attack. However, the sword of the cloud phase is a collection of the two sword moves of wind and rain, and it is the condensation of the power of the two special moves, and its power is several times greater than that of the two sword moves of wind and rain.

Lan Yunzi stepped into the sky, and the blood-soaked True Yuan absorbed the clouds of heaven and earth, and the whole person was wrapped in clouds and mist, as if he had also become a cloud. From a distance, all that could be seen in the white clouds was a blood-red sword qi dancing.

The clouds turned into rain, the rain turned into swords, and the body of the thousands of cloud swords and blue clouds flew and rotated, and the terrifying momentum made the sky storm surge rapidly, like a storm sweeping.

"After a palm, let you gather with your junior brother Huang Quan. ”

As soon as Jiang Zhenhao's words came out, he kicked off on one foot and flew into the sky, and the Xuanhuang Qi around his body came out of his body, raising his strength to the peak, and his whole body was churning with qi and blood. The will of the desolate ancients accompanied the yellow light that stained the entire sky, and in an instant, the moonlight of this piece of heaven and earth converged, and it fell into a silent darkness, with only a little white light on Lan Yunzi's body.

"Boom ......"

The airflow around Jiang Zhen's body spread out to the surroundings, and a huge palm as ancient as jade appeared in front of Jiang Zhen, and the mysterious lines were all over it, just like the ancient gods penetrated time and space, and the divine hand descended into this world.

This is the only "one palm to move the barren mountain" that the ginger mark of the Eight Styles of the Great Wilderness can barely use.

The Eight Styles of the Great Wilderness are innate astonishing martial arts, and the innate martial arts are also very rare strong martial arts. At that time, the Eight Desolation Scattered people relied on this set of martial arts to reach the innate peak, proud of the world, and no one dared to beat their edge.

Jiang Zhen could only use some of his fur originally, but after cultivating the second spirit body, his ability to calculate martial arts has also improved to a higher level, and he can initially use the Eight Styles of the Great Wilderness to move the Wild Mountain with one palm.

Whether it was Jiang Zhen or Lan Yunzi, the moves used by the two of them were not something that they could fully master. It took a long time to urge the martial arts to surpass their own cultivation, and beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of the two of them. Lan Yunzi, who was heavily injured and had not healed, was soaked with sweat all over his clothes.

"Die ......"

Lan Yunzi's face was hideous, and his roar resounded through the sky. For Lan Yunzi, Jiang Zhen is no longer just an enemy, but an obstacle on his cultivation path, with today's matter, if he doesn't get rid of Jiang Zhen, it is basically impossible for him to improve in the future. Jiang Zhen has become a demon in Lan Yunzi's heart.

The feats are complete, the move of gathering wind and rain in the angry clouds has taken shape, and the sharp edges formed by thousands of raindrops shoot towards Jiang Zhen, which is the sword of slashing the enemy and the sword of breaking one's own demonic barriers. The sound of breaking through the sky rang out, and the Thousand Swords and Ten Thousand Swords, which had a speed that surpassed the Wind Aspect Sword, rushed in front of Jiang Zhen with a single breath.

"Extinguishing ......"

At this time, Jiang Zhen's eyes were full of boundless meaning, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed, and his mouth snorted lightly. The Xuanhuang palm blasted towards the front of him, and with one palm, it broke through the dense sword rays in front of him.

"Dingdingding......"

When the rain sword touched the Xuanhuang Desolate Palm, it was bounced away, and some of the sword rays dissipated instantly. Although Lan Yunzi and Jiang Zhen's True Yuan Thick Formation were comparable at this time, the huge difference between innate martial arts and quasi-god-level martial arts was immediately apparent.

The power of the desolate yuan, whether it is the condensation process or the domineering process, far surpasses the true yuan exerted by Lan Yunzi, and under the collision of the two, it is like hitting a stone with an egg, and the move of gathering wind and rain in the angry clouds is instantly defeated.

The desolate palm broke through the obstacle of the sword rain and imprinted strongly towards Lan Yunzi's heart.

Seeing this, Lan Yunzi poured all the remaining true yuan in his body into the Cloud Phase Sword in front of his chest, and forcibly pushed forward, and the Cloud Phase Sword Void quickly rotated, and with the sword body as his heart, a circular sword shield appeared, blocking the heart.

"Bang ......"

The sword and shield used the power of rotation to remove the three-point force of the desolate palm, and the lines on the desolate palm were also dimmed by three points. The sword and shield bounced dozens of centimeters like a jade-like desolate palm.

However, Jiang Zhen obviously wouldn't give up so easily, and his spiritual power gushed out again like a torrent of breaking embankments, controlling the desolate palm to blast towards Lan Yunzi again.

"Bang ......"

Lan Yunzi's counterattack was also very tenacious, and after repeating this five times, the sword and shield were blown away. With a loud bang, the sword and shield scattered, and the Cloud Phase Sword was also bounced out because of this force.

Lan Yunzi instantly felt creepy, this was the inevitable reaction when a martial artist's life was threatened. The pupils of his eyes dilated rapidly, and his pupils instantly condensed into a little.

"Poof......

Lan Yunzi wanted to escape, but it was too late, and after the desolate palm blasted the cloud sword, it directly pierced his left chest, and his heart was instantly shattered by the power of the desolate ancient.

"Impossible, how could I die here?"

The eyes full of unwillingness dissipated with the rapidly declining body.