Cheng Yun's face condensed slightly, staring at the white-veined wolf king in front of him.

The white-veined wolf king let out a long snort, and the white-veined wolf in his mouth had a bean-sized wound on his neck, and blood gushed out, and the remaining six white-veined wolves seemed to have found the center, and they gathered around the white-veined wolf king, looking at Cheng Yun fiercely.

Cheng Yun snorted coldly, the left sword pointed directly at the wolf king, the wolf king's fierce eyes glanced at Cheng Yun, the whole body suddenly leaned back, the front paws clung to the ground, Cheng Yun was slightly shocked, the cold hair stood up, immediately no longer hesitated, shouted angrily, jumped in front of the wolf king, the sword edge turned, a white edge condensed at the tip of the sword, and a terrifying pressure squeezed the wolf king.

The dark white stripes on the wolf king's forehead lit up, and the wolf king's eyes immediately turned blood-red, and he opened his bloody mouth, ready to attack. Cheng Yun snorted coldly, the tip of the sword stabbed directly at the wolf king, the stripes on the wolf king's body lit up, and the claws directly grabbed Cheng Yun's sword, and with a flick, Cheng Yun felt a huge force coming, the tiger's mouth shook, the long sword came out of his hand, slightly discolored, the sword is the life of the swordsman, and losing the sword is equivalent to losing a life.

Xie Baiyu snorted lightly, Cheng Yun immediately understood what Xie Baiyu meant, and grabbed the Lingyun handed over by Xie Baiyu with his right hand. Holding Ling Yun in his hand, Cheng Yun's momentum changed, the whole person's edge changed, the sword body turned, and the sideburns of the wolf king were crossed, the cold touch made the wolf king shake slightly, and with a long roar, the wolf king full of wildness actually opened his bloody mouth and bit Ling Yun's sword body.

I only heard a pop, a bloody color bloomed, the wolf king screamed miserably, immediately let go of his mouth, and fell to the ground, Cheng Yun sneered a few times, Ling Yun's sword body itself is very sharp, and it also has a few small cuts, the wolf king will have to suffer a little if he bites it like this.

The white-veined wolf next to him saw his boss fall to the ground, and immediately reacted, let out a long howl, and pounced on Cheng Yun, and the fishy breath was conveyed to Cheng Yun's nerves, Cheng Yun's face did not change, his left hand became a fist, squatted violently, and hit the waist of the white-veined wolf who pounced, the white-veined wolf screamed, Cheng Yun's right hand changed, and the tip of the sword pierced directly into the body of the white-veined wolf.

The white-veined wolf struggled for a while, then stopped struggling, and scarlet blood flowed down from its abdomen, Cheng Yun squinted a few times, and did not speak! The remaining white-veined wolves saw Cheng Yun so fierce, and immediately did not dare to step forward, Cheng Yun pulled a sword flower, so frightened that the remaining white-veined wolves did not dare to stay, and fled one after another, leaving only the white-veined wolf king screaming on the ground.

At this time, the mouth of the white-striped wolf king was full of blood blisters, but Cheng Yun did not see a trace of timidity in the eyes of the wolf king, at this time, Cheng Yun and the wolf king were both aroused bloody, although they were not of the same race, but Cheng Yun still admired the wolf known as the overlord of the forest.

At this moment, the dark white stripes on the wolf king's forehead suddenly turned red, and the red stripes suddenly spread, spreading to the wolf king's whole body, the wolf king roared angrily, stood up suddenly, his claws suddenly extended, and his green eyes suddenly turned red at this moment. Xie Baiyu's face changed almost at the same time, and he was about to make a move, Cheng Yun waved his hand and said, "This is still difficult for me!"

"But, Xiao Yun, this wolf is obviously mutated! Now this wolf king's cultivation is at least a ninth-order fighter!" Cheng Yun nodded and said, "I know, but only a strong opponent can put pressure on me, those white-veined wolves are too weak!" "But you are a sixth-order fighter!" "Don't worry, I'm a genius, and killing by skipping a level is not as simple as eating." ”

Hearing this, Xie Baiyu was slightly relieved, although he only had so much time to get along, he had really regarded Cheng Yun as his brother.

The body of the white-veined wolf king became twice as big as it was in a short period of time, with a body length of three meters, and a head taller than Cheng Yun.

Cheng Yun frowned, and opened the distance between him and the White-veined Wolf King, Ling Yun was in his hand, and Cheng Yun's right hand was trembling at this time, this was not fear, but an excitement, the most primitive desire for battle. At this moment, a picture suddenly appeared in Cheng Yun's mind, a figure in green clothes walking under the thunderstorm, but there was not a single raindrop around him.

Overhead, a cyan sword shadow flickered, forming a half-arc, sliding out a half-point sword shadow.

Cheng Yun was stupid, he had completely forgotten that he was now fighting with the white-veined wolf king, he was completely immersed in the sword shadow of the man in Tsing Yi, the man in Tsing Yi waved his left hand, the sword shadow returned to his hand, and gently played a few sword flowers, at this moment, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, and a cyan sword shadow suddenly became larger, condensed around the man, and a radius of a hundred miles, even the clouds in the sky were suddenly broken.

"The sword technique is called Deep Rain!I hope that people who are destined will not live up to this sword technique!" the man in Tsing Yi said slowly, and at the same time took the cyan long sword in his hand into his arms, and his figure gradually faded, and finally disappeared here. Cheng Yun took a deep breath, he was speechless at the moment, just now, two big words of deep rain suddenly appeared in his mind, and an incomprehensible move came into his mind.

"Is this the so-called deep rain swordsmanship? It really merges into the blend with the rain, and even the rain can't get close, but it is to praise a king in the rain! Senior, I will definitely not let down your swordsmanship!" Cheng Yun said in a deep voice. These pictures were naturally passed on by the Sword Emperor Spectrum, and since then, Cheng Yun has probably understood a little bit of the role of the Sword Emperor Spectrum, perhaps, just to cultivate a Sword Emperor!

The Emperor of the Sword, the Emperor of the Sword.

In the outside world, Cheng Yun's clothes on his upper body were torn inch by inch, ** on his upper body, red stripes on his chest were wrapped around him, a small red sword was carved on it, and a terrifying aura erupted, sweeping the entire venue, the white-veined wolf king had no ability to resist at this time, originally it thought that it could easily tear the human in front of him apart, but now, the breath from this human body made him extremely frightened.

At this time, Ling Yun was floating in the air, trembling slightly, as if he was afraid of something. Cheng Yun's face showed pain, and the red lines on his body spread, but they suddenly retreated at Cheng Yun's shoulder. Cheng Yun breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes with palpitations, the scorching breath had disappeared, and the red lines on his body gradually returned to Cheng Yun's chest, no longer moving.

Ling Yun floated quietly in mid-air, no matter how Xie Bai Yu called, he didn't return to his hands.

A glimmer of light flashed in Xie Baiyu's eyes, and he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart that there were really many secrets in his little brother, Ling Yun was their ancestral sword, and today under this unknown red vein, he trembled instantly, and he didn't dare to resist.

The white-veined wolf king fell to the ground in pain, looking at Cheng Yun with blood-red eyes, his eyes full of horror.

Cheng Yun waved his hand and motioned for the wolf king to leave, and the wolf king let out a long howl and ran as fast as a mouse meeting a cat.

Since then, the battle with the white-veined wolf king has not yet begun, and it has ended inexplicably, leaving behind full of questions.

The deep rain sword technique in his mind kept coming to his mind, and the deep rain sword technique was very profound, which made Cheng Yun constantly admire.