"Kill him!"

Before Yang Yun could come over, Li Qiushui shouted, causing a dozen black-clothed dead soldiers to turn around and block him.

Recently, Yang Yun's reputation in the rivers and lakes is extremely loud, even Li Qiushui does not dare to underestimate it in the slightest, at the beginning of the Vulture Palace, Yang Yun has not broken through the innate realm, and he can tie with her with his strong martial arts.

Now that his strength has increased, more than a dozen black-clothed dead soldiers who have cultivated the Northern Spiritual Skill may not be Yang Yun's opponents.

However, Li Qiushui didn't expect these dead soldiers to be able to stop Yang Yun, who faintly had the title of the world's number one master, she just wanted the dead soldiers to delay some time, so that she had time to bombard Wu Xingyun.

Kill!

The true qi of more than a dozen black-clothed dead soldiers was as majestic as a wave, with sharp blades, and they pounced with a murderous aura like a wolf, surrounding Yang Yun and constantly slashing and assassinating. Every move is to advance and retreat, and the aura of killing envelops the surroundings of the main hall.

The moves of these dead soldiers may not be very subtle, and their true qi is not very pure, but when they join forces, they each make up for the flaws in their companions' moves, and even the first-class masters in the rivers and lakes will be hated in the siege of these people.

"Okay! Since Uncle Li has passed on the secret books of his sect to others, he will not blame me for being ruthless and cleaning up the portal!"

Yang Yun flicked his backhand, and with the help of the force to rebound the attack, the Douzhuan Xingyi flicked all the blades that came from the roaring kill, and then reached forward with his right hand, snatching the weapon of one of the black-clothed dead soldiers out of thin air.

Swish!

A crimson sword light roared up, turning into a long flame sword qi, and the sword qi was so powerful that it fell as if it was splitting the sea and cutting waves. The Tiger Wing Knife Technique after fusing the Flame Knife is more powerful than in the Shaolin Temple.

The eyes of more than a dozen black-clothed dead men like stagnant water suddenly appeared, and there was only this domineering and incomparable flame sword light in their eyes.

When he used this knife, a phantom of a red tiger that swallowed the world faintly appeared behind Yang Yun, and this shadow flashed away, as if it was integrated into the knife qi, making the power of this knife even stronger and irresistible.

Even Li Qiushui, who was making a frantic attack not far away, couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he saw this knife, and his heart was shocked. The move subconsciously paused slightly for a moment.

Poof! The crimson sword qi swept through the sky, flashing by, and the blood of the few black-clothed dead soldiers who rushed to the front splashed, and the entire body was cut in half by the sword qi.

Yang Yun showed a faint coldness on his face, took a step forward, the sword light flashed again, and with several consecutive popping sounds, more than a dozen dead soldiers who were comparable to the first-class in the rivers and lakes turned into corpses on the ground.

"How is it possible! How could this kid's martial arts become so strong!"

Li Qiushui's face turned a little blue, she knew Yang Yun's recent reputation in the rivers and lakes, and knew that the other party's strength had increased a lot, but she didn't expect that she still underestimated the growth rate of Yang Yun's strength.

Even if she and Wu Xingyun joined forces, they were not sure to kill more than a dozen black-clothed dead soldiers in two moves.

"Let's go!"

Seeing Yang Yun free his hand, Li Qiushui felt a trace of fear in his heart, his true anger was agitated, and the fierce and cold ghost claws shook Wu Xingyun away, and immediately urged his body to flee towards the periphery of the palace.

Staying where she was, she was not sure to block the combination of Wu Xingyun and Yang Yun.

"Slut stay for me!"

Wu Xingyun had blood on the corner of his mouth, but his expression was a little excited, he laughed, and pounced on him regardless of his injuries, dragging Li Qiushui to death.

Seeing this, Yang Yun tiptoed a little, and instantly came into the air, and the sharp red knife qi firmly locked Li Qiushui, and then roared down, revealing the murderous intention.

At the moment of crisis, Li Qiushui let out a long roar, his white sleeves danced, and Xiao Wuxiang's true qi turned into a vortex one by one, constantly dissolving Wu Xingyun's attack and the whistling knife qi. The martial arts of the cold sleeve brushing acupoint were exerted to the extreme.

Burst!

The crimson knife qi and the white sleeves collided, and with a soft sound, the white sleeves burst, and the pieces of cloth danced around like butterflies, and the fierce and incomparable knife qi split all the obstacles like a bamboo.

In the next moment, a red line appeared on Li Qiushui's body, and then blood splattered......

"How is it possible......" Li Qiushui's eyes were full of unwillingness, and then his consciousness slowly fell into eternal darkness.

"Good...... Okay! Li Qiushui, you slut also has this day!"

Wu Xingyun kept laughing, and the stuffiness in his chest came out fiercely.

Yang Yun's expression was faint, after he comprehended the mystery of the innate psychic realm, ordinary innate masters did not pose any threat in his eyes, even a master of the level of the three elders of the free world could not stop his three moves and two styles.

This is the crushing of realm and strength.

"Catch the assassins, protect the queen mother......"

At this time, the guards of the Xixia Palace, led by several armored generals, rushed fiercely, and some masters, rushed towards a palace, according to the information collected by the Vulture Palace, this palace was the residence of the Xixia King.

"Senior nephew, let's go!"

After Wu Xingyun solved the strong enemy, he barely controlled his excitement, and then his eyes swept around, and he saw a large number of Western Xia elites and masters coming continuously, and he couldn't help frowning slightly, ready to leave.

"Uncle Shi let's go first! I have one more thing to do!"

Killing Li Qiushui will certainly make the Western Xia chaotic for a while, but the Western Xia Emperor is still there, and the chaos will be calmed down after a while, and if you want the Western Xia to be completely chaotic, you have to kill the Western Xia King!

Yang Yun jumped and flew towards the palace where the King of Western Xia was.

"Protecting the King's ......"

Seeing this, several guards hurriedly turned around with a large number of elites and rushed towards the palace, hundreds of archers bent their bows and drew arrows, and a rain of arrows covered the moonlight, like flying locusts.

Airplanes!

Hundreds of long arrows roared, and when they were about to come in front of Yang Yun, their speed suddenly slowed down, as if they had fallen into an invisible vortex, and they made a bend, and they were sent to whistle and pierce in the direction from which they were launched.

"A few generals, be careful, this is the Murong Clan's Dou Zhuan Xingxing!" Several Western Xia masters who rushed to the palace to escort them shouted when they saw this.

This martial art of rebounding attack and borrowing strength was exerted to the limit in Yang Yun's hands, except for the fact that it was not as good as Qiankun in terms of development potential, other places faintly surpassed the Ming Sect's Zhenjiao Divine Skill.

The long arrows whistled through in turn, accompanied by bursts of screams, instantly knocking hundreds of archers to the ground.

Yang Yun's speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the front of the palace where the King of Western Xia was.

"This kid wants to kill the emperor of Western Xia!"

Wu Xingyun couldn't help but be shocked when she saw this scene, she appointed herself as the grandmother of the Tianshan Mountains, ruled the martial arts near the Tianshan Mountains, and also subdued the masters of the rivers and lakes in the seventy-two caves of the thirty-six islands, and she thought that her wrist ability was far superior to those big faction leaders. It is comparable to the martial emperor of the year.

But deep down, there has always been a trace of jealousy towards the great Song Dynasty and Western Xia. If a country really wants to deal with a person, the consequences are terrible.

But the kid in front of him doesn't seem to know what awe is. Even the Western Xia Emperor dared to kill.