[081] Turning the situation around

Two arrows, one shining with brown runes and the other shining with blue runes, shot straight at Ye Junlin.

Ye Junlin desperately mobilized the Xuan Qi in his body, wanting to dispel the numbness caused by those tiny thunderbolts.

But the speed of the arrow was very fast, and it didn't seem to give Ye Junlin any chance to resist at all.

"Bang!"

The Xuan Arrow shining with brown runes was the first to shoot into the soil, and the earth began to shake, and the brown runes merged into the land, and the four earth walls that were several meters high were like four high walls, trapping Ye Junlin in the center.

Future and shocked, the arrow shining with blue runes roared again.

The blue runes are like ten thousand years of ice. The rich cold qi spread from the Xuan Arrow, and the surrounding water-attribute heaven and earth aura seemed to have been summoned, and they condensed one after another.

In the originally calm space, a large area of cold ice appeared in vain, freezing Ye Junlin's whole body.

"Haha"

Murong Mingcheng laughed rampantly, and an extra Xuan Arrow shining with golden runes appeared in his hand.

"Now, it's up to you how you escape. ”

Murong Ming was confident, and in his eyes, the young man in front of him seemed to be a corpse.

"Armor-piercing arrow!"

Murong Mingcheng's index finger quietly released the bowstring, and a Xuan arrow shining with golden runes let out a whistling sound, and then flew straight towards Ye Junlin.

The bow opens like the autumn moon in the sky, and the arrow goes like a meteor landing.

Ye Junlin's whole body was frozen in thick ice, and he couldn't move, he could only see the sharp arrow flying towards him.

In an instant, on the 'Red Flame Sword', a fierce fire suddenly surged.

The thick layer of ice was melted in an instant, and Ye Junlin saw the situation and hurriedly changed his body.

The sharp arrow stuck to his body and flew past.

"It's so dangerous!" Ye Junlin snorted secretly.

"Yo, there are still a lot of means!" Murong Mingcheng smiled, and several more arrows shining with different runes appeared in his hand.

"Rain of Arrows!"

Murong Ming drew his bow and arrows, and the arrows shining with colorful runes shot towards Ye Junlin like a dense torrential rain.

"I'll see how you hide this time!"

Murong Mingcheng's face once again showed his signature confident smile.

The furious thunder arrows, the blazing rockets, the freezing ice arrows, the armor-piercing golden arrows, the heavy earth arrows, and the rapid wind arrows, like manic winged dragons, rushed towards Ye Junlin one after another.

The earthen wall in front of Ye Junlin, when it came into contact with locust-like arrows, was like fragile glass, instantly shattered into powder, raising a cloud of smoke and dust.

Fortunately, those tiny yellow thunderbolts were finally expelled by Ye Junlin at this moment. On his body, the colorful Xuan Qi surged again.

"Sword one, breaking the wind. ”

Under the enhancement of the 'Red Flame Sword', the 'Wind Breaking Style' became even more violent, and the already sharp sword qi instantly ignited a raging fire.

Just like Ye Junlin's anger, he swooped back at the colorful arrows in the sky.

A thin crimson line surged out from the 'Red Flame Sword', like a crimson Lang flower, surging.

The colorful arrows, the moment they touched the red Lang flower, suddenly stopped in mid-air for a moment, and then flew back upside down with the crimson Lang.

The contempt on Murong Mingcheng's face finally dissipated at this moment, replaced by a solemn expression.

The purple mist once again covered his and Jin Wu's bodies, and before the colorful arrows flew back, their figures disappeared again.

Dozens of arrows fell to the ground, and for a moment, an explosion spread.

Yellow thunder, purple wind blades, red flames, golden swords, blue ice, and brown earthen walls instantly destroyed the gate of the 'Donglai Palace' and most of the 'Donglai Square' into ruins.

"What a terrifying destructive power!" Ye Junlin gasped.

Murong Mingcheng's figure flashed out of the purple mist again.

This time, Ye Junlin didn't hesitate at all, holding the 'Red Flame Sword' like a fire dragon, like a wild wolf, and instantly pounced.

"Not good!"

Murong Mingcheng shouted, and his figure dissipated into the purple mist again.

Ye Junlin's expression was awe-inspiring, his spiritual power was surging, carefully perceiving every direction around him, as long as Murong Mingcheng's figure appeared, he would not hesitate to fight

The situation was reversed all of a sudden, and Murong Mingcheng, who was originally proud, was like a lost dog at the moment, constantly escaping. One moment, as long as he flashed his figure, the next moment, Ye Junlin would pounce frantically, which made him have to flee again.

As time passed, Murong Mingcheng became more and more frightened the more he fought, and the Xuan Qi in the dantian became less and less. In the past few years, it is the first time that he has been persecuted so embarrassed.

Ye Junlin was no better, his whole body was covered with large and small scars, and he didn't know how many times his Xuan Qi had been exhausted, but fortunately, thanks to the Sword God Technique, his Xuan Qi could be replenished in time.

Murong Mingcheng's figure appeared again, and without the slightest hesitation, Ye Junlin swung the 'Red Flame Sword' and pounced again.

This time, Murong Mingcheng did not run away.

Or rather, he can't run away. At this moment, the Xuan Qi in his body was no longer enough to support him in using the 'Purple Mist Body Method'.

Ye Junlin jumped up suddenly, and the 'Red Flame Sword' in his hand was held high above his head, like a raging dragon shining with flames, and instantly devoured towards Murong Mingcheng.

Murong Mingcheng's face changed drastically.

"Eldest son, I'll resist him for a while, you recover quickly. Jin Wu said to Murong Mingcheng, and the golden giant hammer and the golden shield appeared on his hands at the same time.

The old man shouted violently and rushed towards Ye Junlin.

On the 'Red Flame Sword', the crimson flames flourished, just like Ye Junlin's anger, all poured out on Jin Wu's body.

"Boom!"

In mid-air, a huge explosion resounded throughout the sky.

I saw that the golden shield was smashed, the golden fragments were scattered in all directions, and the golden sledgehammer was also knocked away, and with a 'bang', it fell on a piece of ruins.

And Jin Wu himself was penetrated through his body by the huge destructive force, and countless blood beads emerged from various places in his body, dyeing him into a bloody man for a while!

The old man's body fell to the ground with a bang.

He's dead.

"Elder Jin!" Murong Mingcheng roared, his eyes revealing shock and anger.

"Don't worry, it's your turn right away. In Ye Junlin's eyes, endless murderous aura surged again