Chapter Sixty-Eight: One Punch Kill!

"Did you take the White Tiger Talisman?"

Jiang Yun thought that there was no obstacle in front of him, but he didn't expect that the wind suddenly appeared in front of him.

He gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist with his backhand, leaned forward slightly, and still had that confident smile on his face.

"And another?"

Jiang Yun frowned, he was not from Twilight City, and he didn't know how famous Feng Wuya was in front of him, but he vaguely knew that it was this person who attracted the hatred of the Cloud Dragon Gang for himself.

Jiang Yun was still a little grateful, but he didn't expect that he also coveted the White Tiger Talisman in his hand.

Then I'm sorry.

Jiang Yun said silently in his heart, the distance between him and Feng Wuya quickly narrowed to a position where he could launch an attack, Jiang Yun did not hesitate to rise up and smash at Feng Wuya with a punch.

"Huh."

The corners of Feng Wuya's mouth hooked, and he said softly: "Wind Slash." ”

"Zheng!"

Zihua's flowing sword blade was instantly unsheathed, and Feng Wuya's whole person took a step forward, but it was three meters away in an instant, and he stepped out behind Jiang Yun in one step.

"Ding!"

-87!

The sharp sound of gold and iron is piercing!

Jiang Yun slowly lowered his arm, looking at the deep sword mark on the stainless steel armguard, his pupils contracted for a while.

Luckily, he reacted quickly, otherwise the sword would have hit him directly in the neck, and the damage from cutting his throat would have been enough to put him in a half-crippled state!

"It's kind of interesting."

Feng Wuya said with interest: "You take my sword again!" ”

Jiang Yun had to turn around, he stared at Feng Wuyan's movements, and suddenly showed a cruel smile.

Feng Wuya couldn't help but feel unpleasant.

- Maybe it's because Jiang Yun is more handsome than him.

His face slowly darkened, and he said, "The wind and clouds are tornailing!" ”

Feng Wuya drew his sword out of its sheath, and his body was suddenly pulled in, and the sword blade pulled out a few miserable white sword flowers in mid-air, poking at Jiang Yun's eyes, throat, and heart respectively!

The blow was real and real, as fast as lightning, and it was completely impossible to tell which one of his targets was, or if all three of them were his targets.

But Jiang Yun's eyes were like torches, and he accurately found out the true location of the Feng Wuya Sword Blade, and he stretched out his hand decisively!

-69!

Jiang Yun actually held the blade of the wind with one hand!

Although he still suffered a lot of damage, Feng Wuya's move that could knock him off in seconds had been successfully cracked!

Seeing this, Feng Wuya did not panic, but sneered, this is a perfect-level one-handed sword, the sharpness is extraordinary, how can Jiang Yun's body be able to stop it.

He was about to use his strength to cut off Jiang Yun's fingers, Jiang Yun suddenly pulled quickly, and then let go and slapped the sword body.

"Buzz!"

The sword in Feng Wuyan's hand suddenly shook violently!

A fine crack quickly extended from Jiang Yun's slap, and in the blink of an eye, it spread to the entire one-handed sword!

The third form of flowing water fist, destroying iron strength!

It's Banggu's skills that have been developed to fight weapons!

The wind is endless, and the color changes immediately!

He looked at Jiang Yun and was shocked in his heart, is this person a puppet made of stainless steel? The force of a single blow shattered his perfect-level weapon?!

He then felt a burst of pain, although perfect-level equipment is very common in Twilight City, but weapons are also priceless, this one-handed sword was finally obtained by him, and most of it was destroyed by Jiang Yun with one blow!

However, it was his tangled time that gave Jiang Yun the space to perform his dodge again.

After Jiang Yun slapped away the long sword in front of him, he flashed ghostly, flashed directly in front of Feng Wuya's body, and smashed a fast and fierce straight fist into Feng Wuya's head!

The first style of flowing water boxing, the strength of the mountain!

"Bang!"

The fist also carried Jiang Yun's own bloodstains, which were imprinted on Feng Wuya's face, and it was suddenly dyed a large area of blood red.

Feng Wuya's entire face was smashed and dented!

Crit! -286!

Ming Huang's critical damage directly clears his health bar!

Wind Boundless was killed in one hit!

"Jingle bell!"

Feng Wuya didn't carry too high a lot of evil, and after Jiang Yun killed him, he didn't drop his equipment, but only dropped a few golden coins.

Jiang Yun quickly picked it up, ignoring the surrounding crowd, and plunged into the spatial crack without looking back.

When he approached the spatial rift, the talisman in his hand automatically turned into a white tiger phantom and surrounded him, allowing Jiang Yun to break through the terrifying spatial rift safely.

“……”

The players of the four guilds were all stunned.

Xiao Hongchen was shattered by Jiang Yun's blow, and even an eyeball protruded, and at this time, this eyeball almost fell to the ground.

"He, he killed the wind in seconds......?"

And I finally couldn't laugh when I heard the wind chanting.

Xiao Hongchen's head was covered with the holy light of healing, and his face was gloomy.

Lei Yun suddenly laughed and said: "Interesting, and a lone master, if you can pull him into the gang, it will definitely be a big help!" ”

Yun Zhiqiu didn't know when she took out her staff, this staff was white and golden, one meter eight long, and the top was not a magic gem, but a somewhat sharp spear tip. If it weren't for her profession, this staff would be more like a spear.

She clenched the staff in her hand, smiled deeply, and a silver crescent moon seemed to disappear from her eyebrows.

"It's really interesting."

“……”

"Hint: You've entered the Scarlet Abbey!"

"Hint: Due to the influence of the White Tiger Talisman, monsters in the monastery have reduced damage to you by 70%!"

Through the spatial crack, the smell of blood suddenly rushed to the face.

Jiang Yun opened his eyes and found that he had come to the gate of this magnificent monastery, and the smell in the air came from this monastery, and the red color was the blood that had not yet dried up.

The whole monastery is red with blood!

Jiang Yun couldn't help but feel a burst of shock, how many people's blood does it take to achieve such an effect? The creatures in this monastery, I'm afraid they didn't slaughter the lives of a city?!

Just as he was shocked, four people came from the spatial crack behind him again, and the four of them were protected by different spirit beast lights.

These four people are the presidents of the four guilds.

"Humph!"

Xiao Hongchen snorted coldly, pushed open the door and disappeared into the monastery, he knew that he would definitely not be able to defeat Jiang Yun, and if he continued to stay here, if this demon broke out and killed people, then the person who started his mission would not get any benefit at all.

"President Hongchen, you wait for me!"

Listening to the wind and hesitating, he still chased after Xiao Hongchen.

He was also not at ease staying with Jiang Yun.

And he felt that since Xiao Hongchen dared to leave alone when the situation was unclear, he definitely had exclusive information, and he might be able to have unexpected gains with him.

Lei Yun watched Xiao Hongchen leave with a slight expression, and he said to Yun Zhiqiu on the side: "Zhiqiu, should we follow Xiao Hongchen, he has been tracking the clues of the mission, maybe he knows the secrets here." ”

Yun Zhiqiu glanced at him, "If you want to go, you can go." ”

Lei Yun's expression changed for a while, and finally he smiled: "Forget it, I'll protect you." ”

Jiang Yun observed the movements of the four of them, and Yun Zhiqiu, who looked like a captivating city, let him take a second look, but Jiang Yun didn't think much about it.

He summoned Jiang Yu and stepped into the monastery.