Ye Yun smiled, the heavy sword Wufeng was held in his hand, and his figure slowly retreated, although he didn't say anything, he expressed his mind vividly.

"Good!"

Jiang Zizi snorted coldly, and he was about to make a move!

"Senpai!"

The other people in the field have long been stupid and really don't understand what is going on.

King Baihan quickly glanced at Ye Yun and told him to retreat quickly, but he was the first to stand up.

But before he could speak, a strong force came, and the king of Baihan County suddenly sat directly on the ground, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spit out, but he couldn't say a word anymore.

The two swords had just been unsheathed, and Jiang Zizi threw his sleeves, but he was forced to go back again.

Elder He Qi was so angry that he fainted directly, but even if he had already fainted, his throat was still twitching, but blood was constantly spurting out.

Elder Wednesday held down the wound that had been hit by his own scabbard with one hand, but with the other hand, he suddenly threw out a messenger talisman, which instantly turned into fire in the air, but Jiang Zizai was completely invisible.

"Everyone, you are all righteous people who resist demons, I don't want to take your lives lightly, but you had better not interfere in the affairs of the Jiang Ye family!"

"Senpai!"

Master Huixian just spit out two words, but his heart trembled suddenly, and his body fell suddenly, but he just fell beside the king of Baihan County.

"This is the last time!"

Jiang Zizi said impatiently, the implication is that there are those who dare to come forward. He's going to kill it directly!

The entire Terran Alliance has countless masters. was stubbornly frightened by his words, no matter how helpless and anxious he was. But there really is no one who dares to speak again.

It seems that the only hope now is the transmission talisman that Elder Wednesday threw out just now.

"Where to go?"

Jiang Zi turned around again, and he couldn't see Ye Yun's trace for a long time, but even if Ye Yun held the Sky Shuttle in his hand, it would be difficult to escape under the hands of a strong man at this level!

Although it's just against a junior. However, this is the junior of the Ye family!

Jiang Zizi didn't support it at all, he actually directly pulled out a holy weapon-level flying sword, and with a sword shot, he directly dispatched all his strength!

Far away from the space, Ye Yun was urging the Sky Shuttle with all his might, as long as he escaped a certain distance and quietly waited for the sword volley to arrive.

However, his whole body suddenly trembled slightly. A powerful life-and-death crisis that penetrated deep into the soul of the bone marrow, tangible and qualitative, directly pressed into his mind.

"Not good!"

Ye Yun was shocked, but he didn't know how to save himself at all. At this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then. He couldn't see anything.

The whole world was filled with a sword.

This sword is too big. Ye Yun could only see a small corner in the tube, but. He could still see it at the first moment, it was definitely a sword!

I want to hide, my body can't move, I want to parry, and my mind is suppressed to death!

"Are you going to die?"

Ye Yun was very unwilling in his heart, but he was completely unthinkable, he could only watch himself being pierced by a sword, and in the sword light, a powerful and incomparable energy storm erupted, and he was about to crush his dantian!

"Click!"

It seems that something in the dantian is broken, and it seems to be just a thin film.

The next moment, Ye Yun's heart felt like a real illusion, and in front of him, there seemed to be an extra world, a world that belonged to his dantian.

In that world, he saw the phantom of a person, that, that was the Sword Demon Ye Nantian!

"Boom!"

Ye Yun's heart was shocked, but he didn't expect that the ancestor was actually hiding a trace of remnant soul in that sword-shaped imprint, which he used as the last means of protecting himself!

The phantom glanced at Ye Yun with nostalgia, and Ye Yun suddenly understood that it was the eyes of eternal farewell!

Ye Yun had mixed feelings in his heart, and before he could make any reaction, the phantom suddenly swung out a sword!

This sword didn't exist in the first place, but he casually made a gesture in the void, it was so bland that it was even a little funny, Ye Yun suddenly felt the huge pressure on his whole body suddenly lightened!

The incomparably strong death crisis that was like a mountain dissipated.

Ye Yun went to look at the phantom again, but it had completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw a sword aura cut through his clothes, but he hadn't even hurt his own flesh.

Suddenly, Ye Yun had an indescribable feeling in his heart, he knew that the sword-shaped mark in the dantian belonged to him completely!

"Ahh

Countless terrifying cries rang out one after another, like a god, towering, a super master who could not be knocked down forever, Jiang Zizai, I don't know when, has become a corpse!

It wasn't until his body fell backwards heavily, and his whole body was smashed by the ground, and a faint trace of blood was revealed in his eyebrows.

"This, this, this, what's going on?"

Countless people exclaimed at the same time, even if the corpses were all here, they still couldn't understand, what the hell was going on?

"Third Senior Uncle, Seventh Senior Uncle, once this person dies, I'm afraid that Ye Yun will cause a big disaster to the sect!"

With a solemn expression, Ye Yun walked back with a trace of sadness and a trace of sorrow on his face.

Elder Wednesday sneered and said fearlessly, "Don't worry! The Ten Thousand Swords Sect has its own foundation, and it is not so easy to be destroyed by wind and rain! Everything, wait until your master arrives!"

Ye Yun's heart was a little at ease, he walked alone in the cultivation world, naturally he was fearless, but he was worried about causing great trouble for the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Everyone was stunned, no one knew what to say, for a while, the entire Qianshan Ridge was quiet, only listening to the wind, but no one spoke.

"Fellow Daoists, I'll send this corpse back to Jiang's house. ”

Hei Futian picked up Jiang Zizi's corpse and his holy weapon flying sword, turned around and left.

However, a voice that only Ye Yun could hear quietly came into his ears.

"Boy, don't be in a daze! Run! This corpse, and this news, I'll try to delay it for you. However, this matter can't be hidden for long, so you can do it yourself!"

Ye Yun's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard it at all.

There was also someone next to him shouting the name of the black burial sky, wanting to call him back, don't go in such a hurry, let's discuss it.

Just when everyone was helpless, outside the void, the sound of a sword volley finally came.

"You don't need to panic, my sword is in the air, this is it!" (To be continued.) )