"Give me death!" The female monk had a hideous face, and her hatred for Qin Yun was monstrous. The Pen, Fun, and Pavilion www.biquge.info lost the resistance of the sword shadows of the Quartet, and Wan Yan attacked Qin Yun directly.

But even so, there was still no trace of panic in Qin Yun's dark pupils, as if the Wan Qian who was already close at hand and could kill him in the blink of an eye never existed.

Qin Yun, who had completely given up looking at the defense, shouted: "Break it for me!"

Strange power exercises, two rituals run to the limit at the same time!

The pebble that Qin Yun urged was suddenly covered by a burst of glass-colored light curtain, and its momentum was like a rainbow, becoming as indestructible as his fists!

With a bang, she crushed the sword that stood in her way into iron filings and scattered it in front of the friars!

"What?!" exclaimed the friar.

"Impossible!"

The glass-colored pebbles were so fast that they left only an afterimage in the friar's eyes!

Rumble!

The pebbles pierced the friar's chest in an instant with the gesture of piercing the sky! Then, the momentum entrained by the pebbles continued, breaking into her body and raging everywhere, crushing all the meridians and bones of her body!

The monk's eyes gradually dilated, and the medicinal power of the pill dried up at the same time. The corpse fell to the ground, and Wan Qian lost the maintenance of his aura, and they all turned into pieces.

At this moment, this battle in the Phoenix Tomb has finally come to an end.

Qin Yun looked at the vanishing of ten thousand people in front of him, and finally his heart was relieved, the dantian aura in his body had already bottomed out, and he fell to the ground in a big shape while panting. Fang Cai Wan Qian had already arrived in front of his eyes, Qin Yun could clearly feel that he was being pressed against his body by countless sharp blades, if he was half a minute slower, he would be pierced by ten thousand swords.

"Monks of all countries, very strong!" Qin Yun was a little afraid, there were countless people in the Great Crouching Tiger and Hidden Dragon of the Northern Cangzhi. The female monk he was facing just now was just the former chief disciple of the Yuzhen Sect, and she had already been replaced by Senior Brother Chen.

There are many such monks in Beicang.

"Let's find a place to adjust first, and then head to the center of the tomb. Qin Yun muttered, at this moment, his aura was about to run out, and if there was another dispute, he would definitely die in the ancient tomb.

He had a strong premonition that there would definitely be a fight on the hillside in the middle of the ancient tomb, after all, there was only one treasure of the phoenix!

Qin Yun bent down, wanting to pick up the Xuanzhong Sword on the ground. Unexpectedly, the Xuanzhong sword became extremely heavy, like an iron block weighing more than 10,000 catties, and it couldn't be picked up at all.

"How can this be?" he wondered, although the Xuantie Sword was heavy, he was used to its weight now. With his hands clenched, Qin Yun tied up his horse steps, and then slowly lifted the Xuanzhong Sword.

"Could it be because of the lack of aura?" Qin Yun guessed, after experiencing such a big battle just now, it was normal for the body to be unable to bear it. At first, he didn't pay much attention to it, but when he wanted to pin the Xuanzhong Sword to his back again, he suddenly felt dizzy and his body went soft!

With a pop, Qin Yun stuck the Xuanzhong Sword on the ground, and leaned on the sword weakly, so as not to fall to the ground.

"Impossible!" This was definitely not a sign of a lack of aura, he recalled that during the battle just now, there was also an anomaly in his body that depleted his aura rapidly.

Qin Yun was shocked, he was in someone else's way!

"Who the hell is it?"

"Come out quickly!"

I don't know when it started, Qin Yun entered the trap of others step by step, and he didn't know it.

"I didn't expect you to find out so soon. A lurking figure gradually emerged, with a playful look on his face. Then several more people appeared and surrounded Qin Yun.

"How does it feel to be hit by the Soul Cartilage?"

"I really can't imagine that you, a little monk in the condensation period, can last so long. ”

"Not only that, but you can also fight against the monks of the Yuzhen Gate who are dying. ”

Qin Yun looked at the figures of these people in front of him and smiled bitterly. Qin Yun should have been wary of the appearance of several people, but he could only blame him for being too careless, or the other party was too cunning.

The few people who suddenly appeared were none other than the Yisumen monks who had been ruined by Qin Yun when they captured the Flame Flow Fire Demon not long ago.

"Originally, you were hiding in the depths of the jungle, and we didn't recognize you. However, the heavy sword you threw out really had a profound impact on us!" said Sun Xing, the chief monk led by Yi Sumen.

"You didn't show up just to say this!" Qin Yun sneered.

"Do you want to die so soon?" Eldest Sun Xing laughed, although the combat power that Qin Yun showed just now was really amazing. But he knew that Qin Yun was no longer able to fight at this time, and he was very confident in the Absolute Spirit Cartilage. Therefore, he was not afraid that Qin Yun would have the power to fight back, and even wanted to humiliate him before killing him again.

"I don't want to die, can you spare the younger brother. To the surprise of Eldest Sun Xing, Qin Yun actually opened his mouth and begged for mercy.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter erupted.

"This is what will happen if you offend our Yisumen monks!"

"Now I know I'm scared!"

"Kneel down and beg us, we may still be soft-hearted and let you live!"

"No, no, no, it's too cheap for him to kneel!, let him climb over our crotch!" Hearing Qin Yun's plea for mercy, a group of monks from the Yisumen were ridiculed. One of the monks even walked up to Qin Yun and let him drill through his crotch.

"Yes, yes, let him drill his crotch!"

"What are you still looking at, if you want to survive, drill quickly!"

"If Uncle Ben is in a good mood, I'll consider letting you go!" said the monk as he dismounted, with a playful expression on his face.

"Drill~~~ Your uncle ......" Qin Yun's face was displeased, and he whispered in his mouth.

"What nonsense are you talking about, drill up!" the monk urged, frowning impatiently.

"I said~~~ drill your uncle!!" Qin Yun suddenly shouted angrily, using a lot of aura to run his strange power exercises, and kicked the monk's **** unexpectedly.

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The monk didn't react much to Qin Yun's sudden attack at all, and his face was as painful as death when he kicked him like this, and he was clutching his crotch in pain. In the place where he was kicked, there was fluid oozing out, and it seemed that he would not be able to use it in the future. The monk of Yisumen was dumbfounded, and he couldn't react for a while, how painful this must be!

"Senior Brother Eldest Sun, help me kill him!" the monk rolled on the ground in pain, and kept screaming like a pig.

"You are looking for death!" Changsun Xing said evilly, but unexpectedly, in order to wait for him to make a move, Qin Yun once again exerted his strength and forcibly pulled out the Xuanzhong Sword on the ground. Then, like a nail, he nailed the tip of the sword directly to the monk's chest. Knowing his life directly saves him from yelling.

Qin Yun straightened his back, took a deep breath, and his eyes widened. said coldly to the eldest grandson: "If you want to kill me, it's not that simple!"