The ten thousand pieces that evolved from the aura appeared one after another in the sky, which was enough to overwhelm people and suffocate people. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info a mouthful of thick blood spit out in the mouth of the female monk, and the dead air on her face gradually worsened, and it had reached the point of no cure.

"Giggles~~" A strange laugh came out of her mouth, and her face was distorted and weird and scary, like a ghost in red.

Qin Yun pulled out the Xuanzhong Sword from his back, turned around and slashed the Heavenly Eye Blood Sword that was chasing after him, and then looked at the dense ten thousand people in the sky. He had never seen such a scene, and he secretly said bad in his heart.

"Maybe before her elixir wears off, I'll be consumed by her. Qin Yun was secretly worried, and saw that ten thousand people covered the entire dense forest. It's like this torrential rain, and I don't know when it will fall.

"There is no need to escape! no one under the same rank can defeat the ten thousand swords of heaven and earth, so you just wait to be pierced by ten thousand swords!" the female monk's vicious words reached Qin Yun's ears through the air.

With the Sacrificial Pill, the body of the female monk is now like a fiery furnace full of spiritual energy, which is inexhaustible before the vitality is exhausted!

"Die!" the monk waved her hand, and the boundless thousands of people in mid-air poured down into the dense forest like a torrential rain, and the huge sense of oppression was enough to suffocate people.

Seeing this, Qin Yun stopped running away, suddenly reversed his direction, and rushed towards the female monk again. With no way out, he didn't hesitate for a moment. Now there is only one way for him to survive among the ten thousand, and that is to let the friar die early.

Grabbed the Xuanzhong Sword in his hand, and once again shook the dantian aura.

"Why is it that this time the aura consumption seems to be much more powerful than usual. In vain, a strange thought popped into his mind.

"Is it a matter of maintaining the Strange Power Technique?" recalled that in the cave, Qin Yun's palms were covered by glass-colored aura during the battle.

At this time, the ten thousand people in the sky were getting closer and closer, and the situation was grim! Qin Yun condensed his mind and no longer considered this problem. The aura in the body runs through the meridians around the body, and every part of the body is pranayama to the best.

The Strange Force Technique was running wildly, and the muscles of the arm muscles were skyrocketing, and the strength was getting more and more than a thousand catties! The Xuan Heavy Sword was quickly activated, and in the blink of an eye, layers of sword shadows appeared, surrounding Qin Yun's body.

Quad Sword!

As soon as this sword comes out, a sword guards the four directions.

The crackling sound continued to be issued, and countless blades fell into the sword shadow born from the Xuanzhong Sword, and suddenly sparks splashed everywhere, and the scene was intense.

Although Qin Yun used the Quartet Sword to resist the attack of the Heaven and Earth Ten Thousand Warriors, his expression did not relax at all. On the contrary, his steps were hurried, and he was eager to rush to the friar's body immediately.

Because if you want to maintain the Quartet Sword, you need a huge amount of aura. And the aura is still relatively lacking for Qin Yun, who can only hide qi in the dantian.

"Innocent!" the female monk said disdainfully as she looked at Qin Yun, who was hedged against her. With a twist of his wrist, he summoned the ten thousand people who were about to fall in the sky to his front of Ming.

"Go!" Then with a big palm stretched, Wan Qian could shoot straight at Qin Yun like a crossbow arrow.

The impact of Wan Qian was huge, and there were many of them, under such a dense attack, Qin Yun's pace had to slow down, until finally he stopped in place, and could only barely maintain the Quartet Sword Shadow, unable to take a single step forward.

Sou~~

Tear and pull ~~~~

The sword shadow that was wielded by the Sifang Sword began to decrease as the aura in Qin Yun's body gradually insufficient. The friar's eyes flashed fiercely, and her wrist moved slightly. One of the swords evolved by Wan Qian instantly passed through the gap in the sword shadow and stabbed at Qin Yun's shoulder!

Fortunately, Qin Yun moved fast enough to react immediately when the sword broke through the defensive line, and the Xuan Heavy Sword retracted and cut the sword again. But even so, one of the small pieces of iron that the sword had cracked spilled onto his shoulder, cutting through his flesh.

"Damn!" Qin Yun's expression was grim, and he took another step forward with difficulty, but was blocked back by a denser blade.

On the other hand, although the friar's body was already shrouded in death, she had not yet reached the time of death.

She was still constantly consuming her life force, evolving a new sword blade behind her to output wildly to Qin Yun.

As long as Qin Yun was the slightest careless, he would be pulled closer to the abyss by the female monk.

"What should I do?!" Qin Yun was struggling to support himself under the attack of the sword blade on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was quickly thinking about a way to break the deadlock.

All the exercises he mastered were biased towards hand-to-hand combat, and he was extremely lacking in the means to attack from a distance. Thinking back to every battle in the past, all he could use was to throw the Xuanzhong Sword with all his strength.

But this approach is not working today. As long as he doesn't have the Xuanzhong Sword, he will lose the sword shadow defense. Before the Xuan Heavy Sword smashed the female monk to death, he would die from the Ten Thousand Swords piercing his heart.

"Two ceremonies?!" Qin Yun suddenly thought, and then began to deny his thoughts again. The two instruments are divided into yin and yang poles, and the sub-table represents gravity and repulsion, which is the emperor-level exercise created by the emperor during the Wandi period. Although he had seen it with his own eyes, how strong this exercise would be if he cultivated it to the extreme. But at this time, he could only regard the two rituals at most as exercises to assist in battle.

But at this time, apart from the two ceremonies, Qin Yun had no other way.

"Die, die!" Qin Yun no longer hesitated when he turned his heart sideways, if he continued to consume himself like this, he would die horizontally and vertically, it would be better to spell out a glimmer of life!

The heavy sword slashed across the ground, and the blade hooked up a pebble the size of the palm of the hand. Qin Yun saw the opportunity and ejected the pebbles!

Facing the dense Ten Thousand Men with almost no gaps, Qin Yun had to devote a lot of mind and aura to control this pebble from being knocked away by the sword.

He's going to kill with one blow!

Because if the friar is vigilant, he will lose his chance forever.

Under the distraction, the sword shadow produced by Qin Yun's Quartet Sword was one point less, as if it would be disintegrated and devoured by Wan Qian in a short time!

"So you can't resist it!"

"You're going to continue to use that garbage-like sword shadow!"

"Didn't you say you could win me!"

"I'll pull you on your way!" said the friaris, gutting blood in her mouth, and the time of death was approaching when the medicine was running out. Then she waved her big hand again, and the tide of ten thousand people swept straight to Qin Yun!

It was her final and most fatal blow.

"It's not close!"

"No matter!"

Qin Yun's dark eyes were unwavering, and his eyes completely ignored Wan Yan's arrival. All he could see was the tiny pebble hidden in the middle of the myriad of stones.

In the moment of life and death, Qin Yun shouted violently, and directly threw away the Xuan Heavy Sword in his hand to control the pebbles with all his strength.

"Do you think a single stone can kill me?" The moment the pebble successfully passed through the ten thousand pieces, the friar immediately noticed. With a movement of his eyes, a long sword stabbed at the pebble!