Chapter Ninety-Nine: Out of the Sword
"Woman, come in your hands!"
On the tree platform, Xie Tian's fierce laughter was heard in all directions.
Ji Yuhan, Lei Jingtian, and Ji Youcai, who had just landed, all let out a crazy roar, desperately rushing towards Xie Tian, and the muffled sound became a loud sound.
The seven heavenly guards guarding the edge of the tree platform, seeing Yan Lingyun rushing again, the long knife in their hands suddenly tightened, and they all waited for it.
Yan Lingyun's eyes were blood-red, but they were extremely cold!
At this moment, he closed his eyes again, and his right hand slowly reached for the long sword behind his back.
A sword light, like a large net, spread out in front of him, preventing him from landing.
Yan Lingyun was unconscious, and there was only one picture in his mind, which was Xie Tian's hand, which was locking towards Ji Wushuang's neck.
In the next moment, he opened his eyes, and the roar of rage, rolling and agitating, emanated from the deep throat, and it was like a storm blowing on the tree platform, and it exploded everywhere.
A sword light, followed by a jump, shot out of his hand and disappeared for a moment.
A Tianwei dead soldier in front of him suddenly threw back, his body folded up and down, almost sticking into a word, and the sword light stabbed out from his waist and back, like a streamer, without pause, he continued to rush forward, and stabbed straight at Xie Tian.
Xie Tiansuo's hand on Ji Wushuang's neck slammed into it, and with a loud shout, he turned over and fell to the side.
Crackling!
With a tearing sound, the sword light passed through Xie Tianyuan's standing place, which was almost in the afterimage, and with the end of the way, it slashed across the golden tree platform and rushed towards the blood torso of the Ten Thousand Year Dragon, which was as thick as a mountain eight hundred meters away.
The roar stopped, Yan Lingyun's body swayed, bringing up a swirling wind, his robe shook, and he folded horizontally in the air, and rushed towards the tree platform along the sword path.
Seeing this, the six heavenly guards on the left and right roared in unison, and the six long knives were intertwined, and they cut into the waist in the shape of scissors.
"Get out of here!"
Yan Lingyun roared, but he didn't care about it, and he circled and collided.
A piercing friction sound sounded, and the sword bag with the scabbard behind Yan Lingyun's back swung around his body, like a shield around his body, forcibly breaking through the blockade of the six long knives, and the huge force was everywhere, and the six Heavenly Guard Dead soldiers snorted, and they all fell sideways.
Rumble!
Yan Lingyun stepped on the tree platform, his red eyes seemed to send out two blood-colored lightning bolts, and he shot at Xie Tian for the first time.
Xie Tian's face was gloomy, and he shouted steeply: "No. 1, help me stop him first!"
"Huh!"
No. 1, who had been standing by and watching, chuckled, inserted himself horizontally between the two, and said to Yan Lingyun: "A gentleman has the beauty of an adult, stop."
Xie Tian laughed sharply and continued to force Ji Wushuang, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this, Yan Lingyun's pupils contracted, castration increased instead of decreasing, and he touched the scabbard with his backhand, and roared angrily: "You are looking for death!"
"Not necessarily!"
No. 1 snorted lightly, and the long sword brushed out of its sheath, spilling out a sword shadow, and came towards Yan Lingyun head-on.
Bang!
Yan Lingyun took the stage with his front feet, and the back feet of the dragon dance also came up.
Seeing this, the six Heavenly Guard Dead Soldiers who were knocked into the air by Yan Lingyun struggled to stand up and surrounded him together.
At the same time, Ji Youcai and others desperately approached Ji Wushuang, but they were dragged by their opponents and suffered varying degrees of trauma.
At this moment, the battle situation seems to have fallen into a powerless stalemate!
Ji Yuhan screamed sharply, at the cost of physical humiliation, and finally knocked Ding Junshan far away, she rose up, handed out a punch in the air, and smashed it angrily at Xie Tian.
Xie Tian, who was walking towards Ji Wushuang, suddenly turned around and smiled coldly: "For you, I don't pity the jade so much!"
Yan Yan also handed out a punch, but there was no momentum, only a slight roar of muscles and bones followed, as if pulling a dull giant bow, and the fist was quickly retracted and not released, and it was met without anger.
Airplanes!
The two fists collided, and there was a roar like a bowstring.
Ji Yuhan snorted, snorted backwards, stumbled after landing, and his right hand with a fist couldn't help but tremble.
The same tremor also sounded on one of the torsos of the Ten Thousand Year Dragon's blood close to the tree platform at this time.
Yan Lingyun's hand-free long sword, with its rapid strength, broke through the air, and it sank into the surface of a tree that was as hard as steel, and the entire sword body was still trembling.
Not far from the long sword, there was a huge tree hole with a diameter of more than ten meters. In the hole of the tree, from time to time there was a sound of scraping like chiseled iron, as if a huge thing was digging a hole.
With the trembling of the sword, the scraping sound in the tree hole paused for a moment, and then "clicked" again.
At that moment, a group of people went around the hollow of the tree to the sword, and a hand reached out silently, grabbing the hilt of the sword.
At the edge of the tree platform, the scabbard in the sword bag behind Yan Lingyun jumped into his hand, and the sword scabbard was facing the sword rain sprinkled by No. 1, and his wrist flipped and met it with the same move.
Ji Yuhan also shouted angrily, and threw a punch at Xie Tian again.
"Uncertain turmoil!"
As soon as No. 1 saw Yan Lingyun's approach, he immediately exclaimed.
Yan Lingyun's face was expressionless, his eyes were full of coldness, his body was over, the shadows were agitated, and the sword scabbard in his hand was like a sharp sword dissolved, surging like a tide, showing his determination to destroy everything.
"I'm afraid you won't make it!"
No. 1 snorted angrily, and the long sword in his hand turned into ten, ten into hundred, and one on hundred, as if there was no end, and shot towards Yan Lingyun.
Brush la-la-la!
A long sword, a scabbard, shook off thousands of sword shadows, like two sword tides, surging and colliding.
It seems that there are sword waves in the sky!
Bang!
Ji Yuhan suddenly snorted miserably, and was knocked away by Xie Tian's punch like a sharp arrow, and fell weakly into the distance.
Ding Junshan pulled away a hint of a smile, and his erected figure took the opportunity to pounce.
"Niko!"
Ji Wushuang screamed sadly, crawled and rushed towards Ji Yuhan, but was laughed by Xie Tianli and stuck on the road ahead.
"Yuhan!"
Lei Jingtian's roar sounded, he glanced at Ji Changqing and Ji Kefeng, a smile appeared on his square face, and his hands suddenly rushed into his fist, blocking his waist and smashing into the copper ring made of five gilt copper hammers around him.
The five tigers of Guanshan hammer a line, head and tail are linked, whirring and turning sharply, and the five people born of compatriots have the same mind, and the power of the five people is twisted into a circle, as if it is endless, with a hammer into a ring.
Lei Jingtian rushed out with his jade burning heart and smashed the copper ring angrily, as if two thunders had exploded.
Airplanes!
A gilded copper hammer should swing a line with a fist, Lei Jingtian roared angrily, ignoring the violent shock of his body, and rushed forward.
The owner of the copper hammer was six of the five tigers in Guanshan, and he couldn't return to the hammer, roared, blocked the gap with his body, and thundered through the sky, and suddenly even people with a hammer knocked one out together.
The second tiger came around in a hurry at this time, roared "looking for death", and with a slash of the copper hammer in his hand, it hit Lei Jingtian's back.
Lei Jingtian snorted, a mouthful of blood suddenly burst out, and the person also threw an arc and threw it at Ji Yuhan, who fell in mid-air.
Yan Lingyun grasped the entire battle situation in his heart, seeing all this, his heart suddenly stirred, the anger that was originally full of anger boiled to a peak in an instant, he stared at a pair of eyes that looked like stars, but there was no focus in his pupils, and his eyes were blind!
No. 1, who collided with him, looked abruptly frozen, and Yan Lingyun in front of him instantly became incomparably terrifying!
Hula!
No. 1 suddenly roared angrily, the sword shadow in his hand condensed, and a hundred rivers flowed back, and the steep harvest was a bunch, shooting towards Yan Lingyun.
Yan Lingyun didn't realize it, but the scabbard in his hand made a move, like a number, a hundred into ten, ten into one, and finally it was also classified into a bunch, and the sheath was facing the tip of the sword, and it went straight up.
The first pupil shrank sharply, trying to shift the tip of the sword, but found that the sheath was like an image in the mirror, he danced the sword in front of the mirror, and there was also a sword in the mirror, and he did not move.
As Yan Lingyun roared, with a clear sound of "brush", the long sword suddenly entered the sheath.
"Number One!"
Seeing this, the four people who were watching No. 2 and No. 3 let out an exclamation.
"Don't come here!"
No. 1 let out a roar of rage, and as soon as his body twisted, he wanted to break the scabbard with the sword in his hand.
Yan Lingyun snorted coldly, his violent figure swirled, and the whole person danced into a sharp cone, and the scabbard in his hand churned, driving the long sword in No. 1's hand, and with a "whew", his right hand holding the sword bounced away.
One was startled and about to dodge it, when the scabbard moved the hilt, flipped and slammed into his chest.
Bang!
No. 1 flew out upside down, snorted in mid-air, and spewed out a rain of blood, slashing past Xie Tian's head.