Chapter 880: Two Punches to Kill Sea Fury

The morning sun is shining, shining through the clouds on this vast land.

The waves on the seashore, beating in the wind.

Icy waters, lapping on the beach.

On the beach, a corpse lay silently.

A broken sword, lonely by his side.

I vaguely remember that the man who likes to challenge everywhere always licks his wounds alone in the lonely and cold night.

I vaguely remember that when he was in the wild city of southern Xinjiang, he fought against Mu Chenxuan on the first floor of the world.

It's just that sometimes the future is always so unpredictable, you never know what you will face next, fortune and misfortune are unpredictable, the world is impermanent, perhaps, the shadow of death will envelop you in the next moment.

Yesterday it was the sunset, the sword cut Xi, and today it was the morning light, and the sword broke the soul and scattered.

Ling Yunfeng, dead.

His ink cloud, the bladeless heavy sword that had been with him for many years, was broken.

It was the wrath of the sea that killed him.

Although Ling Yunfeng was strong and was a master of the Martial King level, in front of Sea Fury, a powerhouse of the fifth order of the Spirit Saint, his light could only be ruthlessly obscured.

Death is the fate of the sea rage to him.

Not only him, but the Vulcan God also suffered a catastrophe.

The Beast Saint of the first order, although it can barely resist under the attack of the Sea Fury, but the gap in strength is there after all, and after a night of fierce fighting, the Fire God finally fell behind.

It was covered in bruises, and its fiery red feathers were scattered everywhere.

Bright red blood, staining the nearby sea.

By the time it was slashed by Sea Fury's sword, it was exhausted and unable to fight back.

Falling into the sea, the flames burning on the surface of Vulcan's body were immediately extinguished, and after a few flapping wings weakly in the seawater, Vulcan was quiet.

Standing still in the air, Sea Fury held a blood-dripping sword in his hand.

The blood is the fire god's, and it is also Lingyunfeng's.

The night of fierce fighting made him a little tired, but he was also relieved, after all, everything had been settled.

Clenching the long sword, Hai Fu looked at the fire god who was motionless on the sea below, and whispered with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "The world-famous fire god is nothing more than that." ”

As he spoke, he slashed down with a sword.

At this moment, he was suddenly startled in his heart, and then hurriedly put away his sword and retreated.

Still, his reaction was a little slower.

A domineering and fierce energy struck him hard.

"Poof......

After receiving this blow, Hai Fu was directly seriously injured and vomited blood.

With the sword in front of him, Sea Fury looked at his attacker.

It was a man, a middle-aged man.

His face was resolute, his expression was condensed, and his eyes looked at him ruthlessly and indifferently.

Beside him, there stood a snow-white beast.

That strange beast, known by the sea rage, is the dragon and the wind god who moves the world.

But he didn't know this man.

"Who are you. Looking at the man, Hai Nu asked in a deep voice with a wary expression, "What is the relationship between you and Yan Yin." ”

Glancing at the god of fire floating on the sea, Yan Yi said to the wind god, "Don't let it die. ”

"Moo......"

With a low scream, the wind god swooped down towards the god of fire.

Looking at the sea rage, Yan Yi said calmly, "Yan Yi." ”

"Swallow Wing. Hearing this name, Hai Nu was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it with a frown, Hai Nu seemed to have thought of something, looked at Yan Yi with a frightened expression, and said, "You are Yan Yin's father." ”

After saying this, Hai Fu's heart couldn't help but sink.

Although he didn't know why Yan Yi was here, he knew that he was not Yan Yi's opponent.

Because, he had already felt the terrifying aura emanating from Yan Yi's body, which was no less than his.

"Unexpectedly, you are Yan Yi, the general of Zhenbei who once shocked the Northern Frontier and praised the empire, and he has been in hiding for decades, but when he reappeared, he was already the peak powerhouse of the seventh order of the Martial Saint, Yan Yi, worthy of Yan Yi. Hai Fu already had a bottom in his heart, and now he said that he couldn't leave alive from Yan Yi's men, so he also let go of some "Not long ago, the Xingchenzi Elder of the Yue Sect was killed by a mysterious master, I think that person should be you." ”

With his hands behind his back, Yan Yi glanced at the Wind God who had brought the Fire God to the shore, and then looked at Hai Fu and said, "Seeing that you are practicing the sword, and you are the strength of the Fifth Order of the Spirit Saint, you should be a disciple of the Giant Sword Sect." ”

Hai Nu was about to make a sound, and then seemed to understand something, and said with a gloomy expression, "This matter has nothing to do with the Giant Sword Gate. ”

"Yes. Yan Yi said calmly, "Whether it is related or irrelevant, this is not something you need to worry about, what you have to do now is to pay the price for what you have done." ”

With a pang in his heart, Hai Fu tightened the long sword in his hand and said, "What do you want." ”

"You know. Yan Yi did not directly answer Hai Fu's words, but said slowly, "Ling Yunfeng is my son's sworn brother, and he is also the acting dean of Yanwu Academy, over the years, it is he who has managed Yanwu Academy and let it develop and grow, for the northern Xinjiang, for the world's martial artists, he can be said to have made great contributions, and the god of fire, although it is just a strange beast, but it is my daughter-in-law Ye Qingchen's surname and life intersecting partner, if the god of fire is killed in your hands, it is not only it that will die, but also my daughter-in-law Ye Qingchen." ”

Hai was stunned, he didn't expect that there was such a relationship in this.

didn't wait for him to speak, only heard Yan Yi say again, "Although I don't know why you want to kill them, your behavior has violated my bottom line." ”

At the end, Yan Yi shook his hands suddenly, and shouted, "Half a step in the world." ”

At this moment, Hai Fury felt that the wind suddenly rose and the sky and the earth changed, and a fist shadow that overwhelmed all directions swooped towards him.

The domineering and fierce blow made Hai Fury suddenly change color.

With a loud roar, Sea Fury summoned all its True Qi to resist the terrifying blow.

"Boom. ”

With a loud bang, Yan Yi's move was blocked by Hai Fury's half-step world, but Hai Fury also paid the price.

The huge force generated by the bombardment made him be shocked away at once, and his internal organs were almost completely shattered.

Blood kept spilling from the corners of his mouth.

And Yan Yi, although he was also affected by the force of the recoil, but his body shook slightly, and he unloaded this force.

"It's still a little capable, I don't know if you can catch this punch. As he spoke, Yan Yi took a step forward with his right foot, and shouted, "Coiling Dragon." ”

At this moment, the wind and thunder clouds moved, and Hai Fu only felt that there seemed to be a faint high-pitched dragon roar in his ears.

When he looked closely, he saw a giant dragon composed of fists rushing towards him with incomparably terrifying might.

Coiling Dragon Lingxiao is a trick that Yan Yi created himself many years ago to deal with cultivators.

Before the realm of the Sage, martial artists could not fly, so it was very tricky to deal with cultivators who could fly, and for this reason, Yan Yi created this move, Panlong Lingxiao.

This move may not have as destructive power as half a step in the world, but the destructive power is not below it.

Under Yan Yi's gaze, the fist dragon swallowed the frightened sea rage on his face.

With a roar of sorrow, Haifu's body was mercilessly shattered.

A fifth-order master of the Spirit Saint has fallen.

His death was inevitable, because Yan Yi would not let him live.

But his death was a bit sudden.

Although Yan Yi is a powerhouse of the seventh order of the Martial Saint, Hai Fu is also a master of the fifth order of the Spirit Saint after all, so he will not be killed by Yan Yi's two punches.

But then again, that's understandable.

Previously, Sea Fury had already fought with Ling Yunfeng and the Fire God all night, although Ling Yunfeng was only a Martial King, and the Fire God only had the strength of the Beast Saint First Order, but after all, the fierce battle consumed a lot of his true qi.

Moreover, Yan Yi's appearance also made Hai Fu's heart change, and after knowing that he was not Yan Yi's opponent, his will to resist was not so strong.

Otherwise, with his Spirit Saint Fifth Order strength, he could at least fight with Yan Yi for dozens of rounds.

Of course, that's all for later.

The sea fury is dead, and was ruthlessly smashed into slag by Yan Yi's move, Panlong Lingxiao.

Ending Sea Fury's life, Yan Yi didn't feel how happy he was.

Because compared to the value of Ling Yunfeng's life, Sea Fury is nothing.

Back on the coast, the god of wind was healing the god of fire.

Vulcan's injuries were severe, and it could be said that he was on the verge of death.

It's also thanks to the wind god's special ability to heal, otherwise the god of fire would definitely die.

Spit out white light, the wind god spit out a white light from the body and did not enter the body of the fire god, what these white lights are, no one can say clearly, but its effect is obvious, the fire god, whose breath is still very weak, began to rise, although it will not let the fire god recover as before, but at least it saved its life.

After some healing, Vulcan's body began to shrink and eventually turned into a small firebird the size of a palm.

Holding the Vulcan in her hand, Yan Yin stroked its wings and whispered, "Have a good rest." ”

After speaking, Yan Yi looked at Ling Yunfeng's corpse.

Although Ling Yunfeng was dead, his body was still there, and it was not scattered in the sea like a piece of flesh and blood like the sea rage.

Walking forward, Yan Yi picked up Ling Yunfeng's body and placed it on the body of the wind god.

Then, Yan Yi rode the wind god and left here, leaving the town of listening to the wind.

On the beach, only the broken Moyun Sword remained.

As soon as Yan Yi left, a figure appeared on the beach.

The one who came was Xu Yi.

Last night, he had witnessed a fierce battle between Vulcan and Sea Fury, but at that time, he could not and could not help them.

Therefore, he can only help the people of Listening to the Wind to extinguish the fires caused by the battle between the god of fire and the sea rage.

By the time dawn came, the fire in Tingfeng Town had basically been controlled, but when he arrived here, the battle between Yan Yi and Hai Fu had ended, and Ling Yunfeng's body had also been taken away by Yan Yi.

Yan Yi didn't know that Xu Yi was here, otherwise he would have taken Xu Yi to Northern Xinjiang, but Xu Yi was a step too late.

Walking to the place where Ling Yunfeng was lying in front of him, looking at the broken sword of Moyun that was obliquely inserted on the beach, Xu Yi only felt grief in his heart.

He knew that his Uncle Ling was gone, leaving him forever.

Picking up the Moyun Long Sword that was broken in two, Xu Yi turned around and left here.

He didn't go back to Tingfeng Town, but came to the outside of Tingfeng Town, to the forest where Concubine Lu Zhifei was buried.

During the time he was recuperating from his injuries, he also learned from Ling Yunfeng and the Fire God the reason why they came here.

He didn't know about Concubine Lu Zhi, and Ling Yunfeng didn't tell him anything about her, but he knew that this woman was very important to his Uncle Ling.

Coming to the wooden house where Concubine Lu Zhi was buried, Xu Yi pushed the door and walked into the wooden house.

He didn't stay in it long, and after a few moments he went in and came out again.

However, the two Moyun long swords in his hand were gone.

In the wooden house, there is one more thing in front of the stone tablet of Concubine Lu Zhi's tomb.