Ye Lingyun stabilized his body flying upside down, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his eyes showed a strong battle intent, Bai Wuchang was really extraordinary, the strength of this random blow was a hundred times stronger than his own, but even so, what did it matter.

"Whew!" Ye Lingyun shouted, ten thousand swords rang out in unison, firmly enveloping the entire space, and his hands were slowly raised, a thick right hand and a shriveled left hand, forming a sharp contrast.

The right hand is like an inflated balloon full of breath, while the left hand is like a shriveled skeleton with a layer of skin wrapped in it.

Ye Lingyun pushed out his palms and blasted towards Bai Wuchang, what was blasted out was the seal of life and death, and the seal of life and death after the merger, the terrifying palm power rolled down like a terrifying mountain, and the power was infinite.

"Huh?" Bai Wuchang's gaze suddenly froze, this palm power was terrifying, fierce, and violent. The terrifying light of life and death was about to drown him, the breath penetrated all directions, the temperature of the void became terrifying, and at the same time, the entire space was shrouded in sword qi.

"Kill. A monstrous demonic will rushed into his Yin Death Rod, fearless. "Cracked. Bai Wuchang burst into a shout, and in an instant, the terrifying light exploded, and the Yin Mourning Rods swept out and smashed towards the seal of life and death.

"Boom" in an instant, the light shines, the roaring light is brilliant and boundless, and the wind is fierce.

Bai Wuchang retreated quickly, and the Yin Mourning Rods swept backwards, destroying the sword qi that enveloped the space. This palm print is too domineering, even he is difficult to touch.

"The meaning of the conjuring...... Get up!" I saw Bai Wuchang holding up his hands, a sinister aura bloomed, the cold wind howled, stinging on everyone's bodies, on the black brick floor, a figure in remnant clothes appeared, a blank look flashed in his eyes, and then looked at Ye Lingyun in front of him, he stretched out his hand, as if feeling his strength.

"Why, call me!" A slightly hoarse voice came out, revealing a sense of humiliation, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and for a moment, Ye Lingyun only felt the illusion of being pierced by the sword light.

"Who is it that summoned me here" This person strolled away, the sword aura was monstrous, and at this moment, Ye Lingyun's body was shrouded in a sword power.

"Do you want me to kill him?" The remnant figure looked at Ye Lingyun as if asking, his finger pointed to the void, and thousands of swords seemed to converge and spin wildly.

"Sword intent!" Ye Lingyun stared at this figure, feeling the artistic conception of the sword he emitted at this moment, it was so strong.

The remnant man took a deep breath, his body took off, and endless sword light gathered around him, roaring out angrily, like ten thousand swords in unison, he walked forward step by step, staring at Ye Lingyun in front of him, the sword qi swept across the world, strangling everything.

"Wind Thorn" Ye Lingyun waved his arm, and thousands of sword qi converged, as if it were substance, and he slashed out and slashed towards the remnant man.

However, the remnant figure stood in front of thousands of sword shadows, and the energy that erupted from the seemingly small figure was super powerful, and the terrifying sword power he erupted, each sword had a killing power, which made Ye Lingyun feel the real danger.

The void continued to explode, the sword qi of both sides was fighting, and the terrifying power seemed to tear the entire void apart.

"Kill!" The remnant figure shouted, and a terrifying sword power of silence came from the sky, as if it was about to invade Ye Lingyun's internal organs, Ye Lingyun's body quickly retreated, even if he had the will of the sword, the power of silence and explosion, he did not dare to resist at close range.

At this time, Ye Lingyun's face was pale and he was traumatized, but the remnant figure did not let him go at all, his body was like the wind, and the terrifying thousand-fold force pressed on him, making Ye Lingyun unable to move, Ye Lingyun's eyes were red, he seemed to see the endless sword light piercing his heart at this moment, and he was about to be torn apart by ten thousand swords in the next moment.

Calm down, at this moment he was surprisingly calm, staring at the void. Ye Lingyun's consciousness was still awake, and he wanted to release the power in his body, but at this time, he found that he was so powerless, his strength was so small, and his life was so fragile.

Bai Wuchang's majestic and white face had appeared in front of him, facing him, as if mocking his incompetence.

The terrifying thousand-fold power of power oppressed Ye Lingyun a little numb, the flow of blood in his body seemed to be gradually stopping, and the true yuan seemed to be unable to continue to flow, and everything had to be oppressed.

When all the blood and true elements are oppressed and cannot move, it is the vitality that stops to death. This thousandfold trend is not only one will, but also the will to bind, the will to extinguish, the will to corrode, and the will to blood.

"Am I going to die?" Ye Lingyun looked at the pale face, feeling that he was so small, the power of life, so small, and so fragile.

The remnant figure ignored it, and its body fluttered in front of Ye Lingyun, the terrifying sword intent wanted to pierce Ye Lingyun's body, oppress Ye Lingyun's Yuan Force power, and corrode Ye Lingyun's soul.

"It's a terrible feeling. Ye Lingyun's eyelids were barely supporting, as if he was about to fall into the endless abyss, and this closed eye could be death.

"No, I can't die yet. "Ye Lingyun's heart is shouting frantically, I can't die, I still have too many things to do, how can I die, if I die, how can I step into the holy realm, how can I know my life experience, how can my dreams come true, I am still young, the martial arts world has just started, and it will be lost, I am unwilling!" With an incomparably tenacious will in his heart, Ye Lingyun gritted his teeth and kept himself awake.

However, what can he do, at this moment he is oppressed to death, the extreme will of silence is destroying his body and mind, which may make him completely fall into death at any time, oppress him to death, he has no strength to stop all this, he is oppressed, he can't do anything. Even the vortex of energy in his body was bound to stop functioning at this time, and the corrosive will was corroding his soul, and the soul of life had also stopped the power of life blooming. The tearing pain in his mind made Ye Lingyun see too much helplessness. This is the power of martial arts

This is the power of martial arts, if you are weak, you have no power to resist. If you are strong, you can dominate the world.

Ye Lingyun tried his best to open his eyes, looking at the majestic illusory remnant figure, as if everyone was looking at him with a mocking look at him at this moment, laughing at his inadequacy, laughing at him for not knowing the height of the sky. Ye Lingyun's eyes were full of anger, cold, like the eyes of the Nine Hells, however, everything was irreparable.

The blood all over his body seemed to have stopped flowing, and the power of Yuan Li could no longer be mobilized at all, and Ye Lingyun's indifferent eyes gradually became desperate.

"Do you really want to die?" Ye Lingyun asked himself in his heart, his voice was so weak, and his eyes gradually closed......

There are dreams, regrets, unwillingness, and anger! Maybe he is not afraid of death, but he is unwilling, and the martial arts world has not released his wonderful, so he is buried here! In order to solve the mystery of his life experience, he buried his bones in another country!

Finally, the remnant figure released thousands of sword shadows, penetrating Ye Lingyun's body, his eyes closed, and he could no longer open them.

"Are you dead...... this was Ye Lingyun's last thought, with unwillingness, his consciousness was completely gone, and he fell into the endless abyss of death.