Chapter Seventy-Five—Battlefield Trouble
The wind whistled in her ears, and an unprecedented sense of crisis filled her heart.
Su Nuan's pupils shrank, and he didn't care about raising his head, so he hurriedly rolled on the spot.
Rumble!
The next moment, the huge blood sword of Lingyun's carrier fell from the sky, and the bearer's momentum was fierce, and the irresistible coercion slashed heavily on the boulder she was lying on just now.
The blood sword spurted wildly, and the boulder collapsed.
"If it falls on me this time, I'm afraid it will ......." Su Nuan was chilled watching from the side. But then, an unwilling grievance and anger surged into my heart.
Since the battle with Zhang Heng, she has never suppressed her cultivation, and let her cultivation grow rapidly.
Although she has now lost an arm, she is still in the middle stage of the spirit master, and she was forcibly suppressed by this person who was only in the early stage of the spirit master.
Unwillingness, grievances and resentment surged into my heart.
"Kill!" she roared, her spiritual power rolled violently, her wrist was alive, her spiritual power continued to converge, and a brand-new ice blade appeared in her hand.
Seeing Su Nuan rushing over, Ling Yun smiled coldly, fearlessly, and completely launched an offensive with him.
The blood sword is not heavy, it can even be said to be very light, and every time it is used, it can completely suppress Su Nuan's natural water demon body, and at this time, it is like a senior adult bullying a child.
Cutting, chopping, splitting, twisting, rubbing, the blade of the Blood Moon sword is constantly flowing, sometimes agile as the wind, sometimes heavy as an elephant, sometimes fierce as a tiger, sometimes feminine as a snake.
What's more, the blood sword sometimes shrinks and sometimes lengthens with Ling Yun's mind, it is long and short, straight and curved, which makes Su Nuan very uncomfortable and unable to prevent it.
Su Nuan screamed when she was beaten, retreated in defeat, her body was covered with wounds, and her yellow shirt, which was originally a strip, had also become ragged.
Ling Yun's long black hair flew wildly, his face was indifferent, showing his perfect swordsmanship, knife skills, and stick skills. And he fused these into one, and the Blood Moon Sword Blade turned into a life-seeking hero.
Even if it is the same exercise, there will be survival of the fittest, and the same thing depends on who is using it.
"Okay, you Lingyun. Su Nuan let out a loud cry, the ice blades in her hand had been destroyed countless times, and she finally realized that she would never be able to prove hard steel to Ling Yun like this.
She was covered in blood, and the defenses brought by the ice muscles and jade bones had almost completely collapsed, which not only did not make him lose his enthusiasm, but only made her even more excited and excited.
If melee combat is not good, then open up the distance and fight from a distance.
Thinking of this, Su Nuan jumped back suddenly.
"Ice Bird Funeral!"
Su Nuan opened his mouth to spit out several ice birds.
One after another, the ice birds fluttered their wings and flew towards Lingyun.
Ling Yun was not flustered, his expression remained unchanged, and when his left hand flipped over, blood-colored moon blades were sent out. Intercept these ice birds one by one and cause them to explode in the air.
Others can usually only focus on one thing, but Ling Yun is now able to do both approaching and repelling at the same time. And it's still effortless, subtle and subtle.
Su Nuan saw that his ice bird funeral had no effect, so this plan failed, so he had another plan.
Icicle!
One by one, the ice picks flew at a gallop, mixed with Su Nuan's constantly spitting ice birds, forming a dense offensive.
Ling Yun had a single means, so he could only rely on this Blood Moon Sword Blade to block the Ice Bird that posed the greatest threat to him, and then block the rest of the Ice Picks with a water shield.
Su Nuan finally gained a slight upper hand, and just as he was about to expand the results of the battle, he only saw Ling Yun sneering and took the initiative to remove the defense of the blood sword.
Su Nuan looked at it in amazement, and then suddenly realized that blood was constantly seeping into the soil under Ling Yun's feet. Seeing this, he scolded loudly, and hurriedly jumped back.
This hidden threat is too great.
"You forced me!" Su Nuan gritted her teeth fiercely, and then, she kept urging the flipping of the spiritual power in her body.
The constant interaction between spiritual power and the surrounding environment produces different and strange reactions.
The white storm of ice and snow has risen again!
There was only a small section before, but soon, the volume began to expand continuously, the cold wind howled, and the frost and snow were wanton. The ground was constantly condensed into ice, which was difficult to break through, which further prevented Ling Yun's means of attacking from the ground.
Ice and Snow Storm, which had been used several times before, was Su Nuan's original move, and it was also a move that only the Water Demon Spirit Body could use.
The wind roared, and the blade of the sword was stinging like a bone. This huge white storm swept in, like a ferocious beast, opening its own jaws to completely drown Ling Yun in its boundless maw.
This storm of ice and snow is menacing and fierce, and it can freeze all life. Even if Ling Yun had the Water Shield Technique, it would probably be difficult to resist.
Seeing the storm sweeping in, he instead showed a look of disdain.
This is not the same as before, if it were before, he would not move as fast as this storm, but now the storm cannot catch him at all.
The thunder wings behind Ling Yun continued to expand and contract, and they flew out like lightning.
Ling Yun's eyes flashed, and his body made a light turn in mid-air, and he flew towards the valley.
The ice and snow storm behind him was in hot pursuit.
"Don't come here!"
"Don't come here, get out!" Whether it was the cultivator of the Su family or the cultivator who rejected the southern slope, they all roared angrily when they saw Ling Yun luring the ice and snow storm over.
Ling Yun sneered, didn't speak, and buried his head in the air.
In the raging ice and snow storm behind her, Su Nuan's voice was faintly heard, and she was still chasing Ling Yun.
"Don't think about taking a step further!" a cultivator of the Su family stood in front of Ling Yun.
Ling Yun hooked his right hand, and a blood-red lightsaber jumped out of the ground, which was the Blood Moon Sword Blade.
Wow!
The terrifying sound of blood flow came, making the eyes of this Su family cultivator who was blocking in front of him tremble.
Ling Yun held the blood sword in his right hand, the red light flashed in the palm of his left hand, and the twin thunder wings behind him flickered continuously. His hair was flying in the air. And behind him, there is a terrifying storm of ice and snow.
His majesty is simply monstrous, and the murderous intent that bursts into his eyes makes this place seem to be a blood-colored hell. And he has become a fierce general here, who wants to crush all the creatures that stand in his way, and turn anyone who dares to stand in his way into flying flowers.
"Ahhh
But shouting and shouting, seeing Ling Yun rushing towards him without stopping, he suddenly stopped his voice and ran away.
He was scared!
He was still scared after all, everyone wanted to live, they all wanted to find the meaning of their existence, but this time he didn't find it.
The timidity in his heart made him lose his fighting spirit.
Ling Yun didn't care about him and rushed through strongly. Heading straight for the beast king who was dying in the valley.
Seeing that the first person in the way got out of the way, the others who were originally thinking of blocking the way gradually got out of the way.
The strong wind was howling, the momentum was fierce, and everywhere they went, the group of cultivators all retreated.