Ye Yun was stunned, but he felt the fear of Duan Wufeng towards Lin Zicheng!

Could it be that this person is really so strong that he can't match it at all?

"I ask the world with a sword, where is my home?"

Ye Yun shot with a sword, knowing that the opportunity was not good, but this Lin Zicheng was as deep as an abyss, but he was still cautious and steady in the face of the weak, and he did not show any flaws, and he had no choice.

A kind of endless longing suddenly enveloped Lin Zicheng's mind, he immediately frowned, and the killing intent in his heart rose a little higher.

"Shattered!"

Lin Zicheng stretched out two fingers, Ye Yun suddenly felt a burst of panic, the heavy sword Wufeng was about to shatter!

It's not really that he perceives something, but the will of the other party, a feeling imposed on him!

Ye Yun's mind was too tenacious, obviously his heart was beating uneasily, but his shot was not affected in the slightest!

"Smack!"

Lin Zicheng's two fingers on top of the heavy sword without a blade suddenly shed a trace of blood, but above the heavy sword without a blade, there was an overwhelmed wail.

"Click!"

The heavy sword Wufeng was suddenly cracked a deep gap!

Ye Yun's heart was shocked, and his soul was shocked by the injury of the Natal Sacred Weapon, and blood suddenly spurted out of his seven orifices. The wound on Ye Yun's eyebrows, which had just barely scarred, was even more cracked and bleeding, and for a while, it actually formed a situation of bleeding from eight orifices!

Lin Zicheng shook his hand in annoyance, and Ye Yun's body suddenly slammed into the mountain wall.

With his body, he is naturally not afraid of the mountain wall, but with this smash, Ye Yun has no way to make a little protection.

"Poof!"

Pieces of offal pieces. As the blood flowed out, and what was even more terrifying was that the wound on Ye Yunmei's heart was no longer pure blood red, but stained with some white spots!

"You don't have a master, you go quickly. Or we're all going to die here!"

Duan Wufeng shouted, but he didn't have the slightest interest in making a move, he grew up in Shenshan since he was a child, and he knew Lin Zicheng's methods too well.

Before the other party was injured, he didn't exert all his strength at all, but his fingers were bleeding, and the vitality of the two of them was really going to be cut off!

"If you don't have a way to leave. You two are going to die here today!"

Lin Zicheng's eyes flashed, but he was not busy making a move, but looked at his fingers in a daze.

"Okay! Okay! How many years have I, Lin Zicheng, been injured and bleeding again! Sure enough, if I don't notice it, the little ant will turn the sky upside down!"

Ye Yun was taken by his momentum, and an incomparable thought rose in his heart.

"Go!"

A cold light flashed away, and the fragments of the Heavenly Punishment Divine Sword had already appeared in front of Lin Zicheng's eyebrows.

No matter how desperate Ye Yun is. How helpless, how knowing that you are just doing useless work. He Ye Yun will never give up!

Lin Zicheng raised his hand and grabbed it, and the wound that had been ruptured and bleeding before was even more damaged, but the fragments of the Heavenly Punishment Divine Sword were actually grabbed by him in his hand.

Lin Zicheng was furious. I don't know if he's crazy, he is actually screaming force, and he wants to pinch this thing into molten iron!

If it was an ordinary medium-grade holy weapon, maybe he really succeeded, but it's a pity. Although this thing is only a small fragment, it is also a divine sword!

"Poof!poof!"

The Heavenly Punishment Divine Sword is fine, but Ye Yun can't stand it!

Taking advantage of Lin Zicheng's injury and pain, the fragments of the Heavenly Divine Sword ran out on their own, already with a sluggish breath.

Ye Yun forcibly suppressed the churning qi and blood, and the divine soul that might fall into a deep sleep at any time, and glanced at Duan Wufeng in infinite despair. He was not despairing for himself, but desperate for the windless.

In front of Lin Zicheng, it is impossible to retreat with no wind!

"I have Master! You don't!"

Ye Yun felt a pain in his heart, knowing that this was just an excuse, once he left, he was afraid that it would be difficult to please him without wind! Besides, even if Ye Yun wanted to leave, how could it be so easy?

It is impossible to calmly perform in front of Lin Zicheng, Shenwu footwork, the other party blocked the only way out, and it was even more against the sky, but I am afraid that it is useless.

Ye Yun subconsciously looked down at the heavy sword Wufeng that had obvious cracks, even this old guy who depended on each other was completely unreliable.

Lin Zicheng shook his hand, and more than ten drops of blood were suddenly thrown into the air, and his hand was as good as ever in an instant. The next moment, he opened his mouth, and the blood was swallowed by him again.

"Want to go, is it possible?"

Lin Zicheng's voice was still calm, as if he was not angry at all. However, how could Ye Yun not feel the chill in his gaze?

Ye Yun took a deep breath, and there was a look of despair in his eyes, he put away his heavy sword without a blade, and could only take out his purple electric divine sword.

As soon as the Purple Electric Divine Sword came out, his identity couldn't be kept for long!

"Whew!"

Lin Zicheng beckoned, only to see that the sky was full of sword light, completely covering the space where Ye Yun was located.

I couldn't tell which was true or false, Ye Yun just felt that there were countless flying swords, and the weakest one also had a medium-grade holy weapon, and the power of a full blow!

"I can't dodge this blow at all!"

Ye Yun was stunned, and subconsciously used the means of dodging with all his strength in the six realms of reincarnation to meet death.

"Huh?"

Lin Zicheng was stunned suddenly, a living big person was actually in front of him, and disappeared directly!

All the breath, all the divine soul shocks, all gone!

How is this possible?

"Boom, boom!"

Lin Zicheng's hesitation was only for a moment, and he suddenly thought that even if Ye Yun used no matter how rebellious he was, it would be impossible for him to leave here quickly!

Countless attacks as heavy as Mount Tai's top kept hitting in all directions, and the entire underground tomb was already shaking.

After a short time, the surrounding mountain walls and the roof on the head began to collapse, and no one knew how far away this place was from the ground, if it was trapped in it, there was really a possibility of being buried inside!

In the end, Lin Zicheng could only hold on to Duan Wufeng and retreat, but even so, he still didn't find any trace of Ye Yun!

"Okay! I'd rather die in it than fall into my hands!"

"Bang!"

Lin Zicheng was still on the ground, but he ripped off his mask.

"Look clearly, see my face clearly! I am Lin Zicheng, what can you do with me? You say I dare not kill you?" )