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Chapter 1293: Tiger Dragon Trapped Formation

I don't know what kind of formation it is.

When these people's flags were taken out, the word king on their chests turned out to be detached, and then fell on the flag.

Suddenly, the word king appeared in the flag, and a more massive evil aura filled the surroundings, and the void seemed to be solidified.

This formation is called the Tiger Dragon Trapped Formation!

It is a big array of the royal family, and only the sons of the royal family with royal blood can display it.

Eighteen people surrounded Ye Qingyun one after another, forming a circle, their eyes were extremely sharp, like sharp blades, and their bodies had their own murderous intent.

"Kill this man!"

One person was the first to speak, his eyes were cold, and he spit out such a cold sentence.

The next moment, the eighteen people looked at each other, and then they all made their moves, waving blood-red flags.

Blood-colored light flows.

Not long after, a huge blood-red tiger appeared in the void, and a blood-red dragon with a length of more than ten meters.

A dragon and a tiger frantically headed towards Ye Qingyun.

The tiger opened its bloody mouth, wanting to bite Ye Qingyun in one bite.

The dragon stretched out its sharp claws, wanting to crush Ye Qingyun's body and tear his heart with one claw.

"Die!"

Eighteen people shouted such a cold sentence one after another, and at the same time, they shot and killed Ye Qingyun.

"Just such a garbage formation, you want to leave Ye's life?" Ye Qingyun's eyes were cold, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, and he said indifferently: "It's not worthy!"

After saying that, the supernatural blood veins in the body suddenly shattered with a click.

A stream of spiritual power rolled like the sea.

In the next moment, Ye Qingyun instantly cast the dragon blood escape, and in an instant, he came to a martial artist and pulled out his sword.

The sword flickered and landed on the warrior's neck.

Poof.

The head fell to the ground in an instant.

At this moment, Ye Qingyun's palm spread out slightly, and a black flame emerged from the palm of his palm.

An extremely violent aura of fire permeated the surroundings, causing the faces of the people around them to change one after another.

It's the breath of a strange fire.

A flame fell on a warrior, accompanied by a miserable cry.

However, at this moment, the blood-colored tiger in the void rushed towards Ye Qingyun violently, roaring continuously.

Ye Qingyun sneered, and the ruthless holy dragon sword in his hand slammed into the blood-colored tiger's body.

The sword qi skewered wantonly on the other party's body, and the next moment, the body exploded with a bang.

As soon as this sword came out, it killed a man and a beast in a row, which was terrifying!

Whoa!

Blood was spilled all over the ground.

The Tiger Dragon Trapping Array cast by the disciples of the royal clan couldn't trap Ye Qingyun at all, and in less than a moment, it was shattered by Ye Qingyun's chaotic sword and ceased to exist!

And the eighteen imposing disciples of the Wang family before had already been dead on the spot at this moment, and they were miserable.

This scene once again made the hearts of the surrounding warriors tremble, and the gaze that looked at Ye Qingyun was already with extreme awe, and secretly thought that the person in front of him was a killing person, don't anger this person!

The king character on Ye Qingyun's head at this moment has become even bigger, and he is about to soar into the sky.

The ruthless holy dragon sword in his hand was constantly dripping with blood.

Holding a sword in his hand, his long hair was flying, Ye Qingyun looked as if he was coming from a pool of blood at this moment, and the killing intent on his body was like an ancient demon beast.

"Who else wants Ye's life?"

The sharp gaze swept around, and the surrounding warriors looked at it one after another, and lowered their heads one after another.

Who would dare to say such a thing?

A sneer set off at the corner of Ye Qingyun's mouth, looking at Yang Zi and Yin Zi who were gloomy at the moment, and then raised his head, looked at one of the caves, and strode away.

It's just that, at this moment, a sandstorm suddenly appeared in the void!

A rather burly figure could be faintly seen in the flying sand and rocks.

This person's height turned out to be two and a half meters, like a giant, a whole head taller than Wang Kui, the royal concubine who died before, and he strode and came barefoot.

A pair of cold eyes like poisonous snakes first swept around, and when he saw that the people with attributes had become cold and cold corpses, the sword eyebrows immediately raised upward, and then he focused his gaze on the figure with a huge king character on the head of the person, and when he noticed the spiritual power in the other party's body, his complexion changed slightly.

"Immortal Palace Realm Sixfold?"

"With a cultivation like yours, you can kill more than thirty elite disciples of my royal clan and my younger brother?"

"Kill my brother, and be ready to die! Next, you will try one of the eighteen king fists of my royal family, the Heavenly Fist!"

The voice just fell.

This rather burly figure shot forward like a sharp sword, with a low sound of breaking wind in the void.

The long blood-red hair fluttered constantly.

The arm as thick as a tree pole blasted directly towards Ye Qingyun!

In the calcium carbide sparks, Ye Qingyun's complexion changed slightly, seeing that the opponent's fist was about to bombard, he knew that it was impossible to hide, fortunately, he fought!

The right hand was clenched into a fist, and the fist carried a sharp breath and the sound of breaking the air.

Rumble!

The two fists collide with each other.

Ye Qingyun's figure kept retreating towards the rear!

When everyone saw this scene, they exhaled a little, and they thought that Ye Qingyun could still catch the burly young man's punch!

You must know that the burly young man is not an ordinary young man, but the first son of the royal family, that is, Wang Kui's eldest brother Wang Xian!

This person has extremely strong royal blood in his body.

At this moment, Ye Qingyun was stirred out by that extremely terrifying force, his body continued to retreat towards the day after tomorrow, and the sword in his hand was fiercely inserted into the ground, drawing a deep sword mark.

Relying on this strength, his figure finally stabilized.

However, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his body.

The power of the opponent's punch was simply too powerful.

Moreover, the other party's cultivation is also very high, reaching the ninefold peak of the Immortal Palace Realm.

Ye Qingyun is only a six-fold immortal palace realm, and being able to resist the other party with one punch is already very remarkable.

"What a terrifying power, the power of this Wang Immortal is definitely much stronger than that of an ordinary Immortal Palace Realm Ninefold Martial Artist!" Ye Qingyun secretly thought that he had also encountered a Immortal Palace Realm Ninefold Martial Artist before, but compared to this Wang Immortal, the strength was completely insignificant, and it could not be compared.

"Not dead?" I thought that one punch could kill Ye Qingyun, but seeing that the latter was still standing, his breath was stable, Wang Xian's complexion changed slightly, and he stared at the white-clothed young man in front of him in disbelief, and then a sneer set off at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Since one punch can't kill you, then the second punch, this punch is called Earth Fist!"