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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. A mouthful of thick blood spat out of the monk's mouth, and the dead air on her face gradually increased, reaching the point of no cure.

"Giggles" A strange laugh came out of her mouth, and her face was contorted and terrifying, 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.

Tear 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!

"Give me death!" The female monk had a hideous face, and her hatred for Qin Yun was monstrous. Losing the resistance of the Quartet Sword Shadow, 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 not much aura to re-start his strange power exercises, and kicked the monk 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!"