A person's life is like carrying a weight on a long journey, in addition to flowers and applause, there will be bumps and thorns on the road. Every adversity is followed by a qualitative leap. The premise is that you have to survive this adversity.

The full force of the three 'Xuan Ling Rank's attacks were extremely powerful. Whether it's a chilly ice spike or a wind blade that is as fast as lightning, it's all wrapped in endless destructive power.

Ye Junlin used the sword qi of his whole body, and he stubbornly maintained the sword qi armor on his body. For the first time in his life, he felt that he might die here.

The blue ice spike struck first, and it stabbed straight at Ye Junlin's body, but it was completely dissolved by the sword qi armor.

Like a huge stone, it fell into the lake, and then the boundless ripples began to ripple in circles on the sword qi armor.

The sword qi armor was pierced by ice, and a huge gap was stabbed.

Ye Junlin coughed slightly, although Fang Cai's attack did not directly hit his body, it still caused him some internal injuries.

Ignoring the pain in his internal organs, Ye Junlin's sword eyebrows were solemn, and he used the sword qi on his body to quickly repair the sword qi armor to meet the next wave of attacks.

The cyan wooden arrow pierced through the clouds and struck in front of Ye Junlin before he could repair his sword qi armor.

"Boom!"

The wooden arrow hit the sword qi armor, and the violent explosion sound spread in an instant. The sword qi armor was completely shattered, but the wooden arrow passed through Ye Junlin's left chest.

A huge hole of blood appeared on his left chest, and the blood instantly stained his shirt red if the blood burst at the same time as the flood that burst the embankment.

Ye Junlin's face turned pale as wax, he did not fall, but greeted the flying wind blade with more fierce fighting spirit.

Back to the light, the end of the strong crossbow.

"Breeze Healing!"

The 'wood attribute' and 'wind attribute' Xuanfu in Ye Junlin's dantian were running at the same time at this moment. The cyan Xuanguang and the purple Xuanguang were mixed together, and two completely different forces gathered on the blood hole in Ye Junlin's chest, and then the huge blood hole actually began to slowly stop bleeding and heal.

"Sword one, breaking the wind. ”

"Sword three, split the mountain. ”

Ye Junlin swung his two swords together, the crimson thin Lang and the golden sword shadow, respectively from the front and above, facing the purple wind blade.

The 'Wind Breaking Style' was originally an attack that specialized in the 'Wind Attribute' mystical technique, coupled with the power of the 'Mountain Splitting Style', the purple wind blade was like a broken crystal glass, which turned into a little bit of broken light in mid-air, and then disappeared in mid-air.

The man in black looked a little sluggish, and then quickly put his mind at ease.

Ye Junlin swung out of these two swords, and he no longer had the strength to make any resistance. The heavy sword hung upside down and was deeply inserted into the ground, and Ye Junlin was holding the sword, like a cane, panting and puffing.

The three men in black looked at him with a knowing smile on their faces. The prey in hand, how can he still let him run.

The man in black at the head looked at Ye Junlin's head, as if he was looking at a golden mountain. This head is worth a hundred crystals.

The black-clothed man holding the scimitar, holding the hilt of the knife with both hands, slowly pressed towards Ye Junlin. Ye Junlin raised his heavy sword, and wanted to resist.

But he was kicked to the ground by the man in black. A heavy pressure like a mountain emanated from the body of the man in black and pressed heavily on Ye Junlin's body, making Ye Junlin unable to resist anymore.

Seeing the situation, the White Wolf King opened his bloody mouth and tore down at the man in black.

Seeing the situation, the black-clothed man at the head waved his hands out in unison, and the blue Xuanguang rose in full bloom.

"Trapped in the Ice Realm!"

A boxy icy space flew out from the hands of the man in black. Then it shrouded the body of the White Wolf King, and the White Wolf King, who was originally alive and kicking, was instantly frozen into a lifelike ice sculpture.

The leader of the man in black waved at his men, signaling that he could do it.

Seeing the situation, the black-clothed man who looked like a little brother raised the scimitar in his hand high and swung it heavily towards Ye Junlin's neck.

Ye Junlin knew that he was probably in a catastrophe today, so he silently closed his eyes.

The people in black were very satisfied, because they felt that only this kind of 'little fat sheep' who obediently did not make a fuss was the most cute.

The moment the blade fell, it was the longest time in the world, at least Ye Junlin thought so.

He felt the coldness on the blade, the sharpness of the blade, and the cold-blooded ruthlessness of the man in black. His eyes opened slightly, then closed again.

He resigned himself to his fate.

At this moment, in the sky not far away, a rich colorful halo suddenly erupted, like a colorful rainbow, piercing the dark night sky, and instantly came to Ye Junlin.

'Sword God Emperor Jade'.

The jade pendant came to Ye Junlin's side, and the colorful halo covered his whole body extremely quickly.

The light is surging, and the rainbow is long.

The man in black didn't know what was happening, but he knew that he had to swing his knife quickly, or their deal would fail.

The speed at which the man in black swung his knife became extremely fast, as fast as lightning and as fierce as thunder.

He's fast, and the 'Sword God Emperor Jade' is faster.

"Boom!"

The arc moon scimitar slashed at the colorful Lan light, instantly splashing sparks. As if it had slashed at some extremely hard object, the sharp arc moon knife was instantly knocked out of a gap.

The man in black was extremely surprised, because this scimitar of his was a 'low-level spiritual weapon'. How could such a 'hard' weapon be easily knocked out of the gap.

The moment the colorful light was enveloped, Ye Junlin felt that the great coercion that was suppressed on his body dissipated in an instant.

Even so, Ye Junlin was still very tired.

He sat down on the ground, gasping for air, as if he had done a lot of heavy farm work, and was extremely tired.

"Huh—"

The 'Sword God Emperor Jade' let out a soft roar, and then the colorful Lan light poured into his wounds.

Lan Guang gradually faded, and Ye Junlin's wound actually began to scar and heal slowly.

The three men in black became overwhelmed for a moment, and they watched silently, not knowing what to do now.

Ye Junlin was shrouded in colorful light, the injuries on his body, his physical strength, and his mysterious strength gradually recovered, and he looked at the three black-clothed people, and the resentment in his heart gradually rose.

Just as he was thinking about how to take revenge on the three men in black, a young man in a cyan robe suddenly floated in. The young man yawned and looked quite tired, like an overindulgent gentleman.

Such a person has no combat effectiveness.

But for some reason, the three men in black looked at him with extremely frightened looks.

Because, on the waist of the young man, there is a jade pendant. The jade pendant is carved with several hairpins: the former general - Wei Ye