Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Fierce Battle in the Woods

The sycophant eighth-level great swordsman asked the leading ninth-level great swordsman, as if he wanted to take care of the relationship between this eighth-level great swordsman, and the leading ninth-level great swordsman assigned him to his own group.

"Boo! Haven't you heard of misfortune coming from your mouth?! ”

The ninth-level great swordsman who led the lead glared at the eighth-level great swordsman fiercely, looked around, and whispered: "This grove is not big, but it is not small, let's be careful, I heard that the kid named Yeyun is very strong, and he killed three eighth-level great swordsmen by himself... Uh, you know!? ”

I wanted to say that there was still the third prince Ao Changshu, but the leading ninth-level swordsman still held back, not that he didn't dare, but he was worried that someone would use these trivial things to make a small report to the above, so that his good life in the Aoyue Empire would not be guaranteed.

"Hey, you know, oh? That kid is very strong? I think it's still the boss, your strength is stronger! ”

At any time, he didn't forget to slap the leading ninth-level great swordsman, and the eighth-level great swordsman seemed to want to say something, but suddenly he seemed to catch a glimpse of a dark shadow, and hurriedly turned around to take a look, but found that there was nothing at all.

"What's wrong?"

It seemed that seeing the actions of the eighth-level swordsman, the leading ninth-level great swordsman asked him.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just dazzled, hehe, boss, you're really alert, little brother, my admiration for you is like a gushing 。。。。。"

I was listening to it comfortably, but I didn't expect that the eighth-level great swordsman would be stuck in the middle of speaking, the ninth-level great swordsman in the lead frowned, and turned back dissatisfiedly: "Don't say half of what you kid says... ”

"Huh!"

Before he could react, the leading great swordsman only felt a chill on his neck, and then saw Yeyun holding a long sword in front of him, and he could think of what was going on with his toes.

"Ask you a question and answer honestly!"

Yeyun said coldly.

Secretly closed his eyes on the ground, the two eighth-level swordsmen who followed him had already fallen to the ground, and then looked at Yeyun's red eyes, a trace of strange aura unconsciously surged up, and the leading great swordsman swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and said hesitantly: "You, what do you want to ask?" ”

"How did Fury Fall fight with that Holy Tier of yours?"

Yeyun's biggest concern at the moment was anger, staring coldly at the ninth-level great sword master, and asked coldly.

"Ah, don't kill me, I'm telling you, Fury has been killed by Phil Jason!" The leader was stunned for a moment, and then spoke.

"What did you say?!"

Yeyun almost roared out, and unconsciously even the purple thunder sword in his hand was loosened by half a point, and the leader's eyes showed a hint of banter, taking advantage of Yeyun's distraction, his hands grabbed the purple thunder sword in Yeyun's hand like lightning.

Very clever technique, in this case, to seize the enemy's sword, one is to save his life, the other is to seize the enemy's sword to kill the enemy as quickly as possible, if you are an ordinary person, maybe the leader has succeeded, but unfortunately, he met Ye Yun, after that time with the teacher to practice the sword, Ye Yun swore to himself, next time, there is absolutely no one, and then you can take the sword from your own hands!

Almost subconsciously, Ye Yun quickly swung a whirl with the purple thunder sword in his hand, easily bypassing the leader's hands, and then kicked his feet, and his body instantly appeared behind the leader, and before he could react, he cut off his head with a sword!

Blood gushed like a spring, although it didn't make any big noise, but this smell of blood would definitely attract those masters who were chasing and killing him, and with a wave of the purple thunder sword, the night clouds flashed quickly towards the depths of the grove.

Moments later, the body was finally found on the ground.

"It's the corpse of the boss!"

An eighth-level great magician exclaimed, and the three of them couldn't help frowning, they all knew the strength of the boss, the ninth-level great sword master, and there were two eighth-level great swordsmen by his side, such a team was killed without making any fighting sound when they met Yeyun, and they all hit the vital point and killed with one blow, the strength of the guy called Yeyun can be seen!

"What should I do?"

The eighth-level great magician turned his head and asked the two beside him.

"That guy named Yeyun may be a thief, proficient in latent shadows and assassination, and it will be difficult to deal with our combination, so let's go and combine everyone first."

"Good!"

The other two nodded, and quickly flashed in the direction they had already prescribed.

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"Whoosh!"

Ye Yun waved the purple thunder in his hand, and another great magician fell down in response, looking at the corpse, Ye Yun couldn't help frowning, from the beginning to the present, the number of people chasing and killing themselves quickly changed from a group of three to a group of four or five, and now, it has reached a group of six, although Ye Yun occupies the favorable condition of being familiar with the nearby geographical environment, but he also feels more and more difficult, and then looks around, the sound of the fight just now has alarmed the nearby pursuers, without hesitation, The night clouds immediately flashed towards the no-man's land of the woods.

"Whew! Swish! Swish! ”

A moment later, three groups of people came from all sides, each group had reached six people, they looked at the corpses that had fallen to the ground, and couldn't help frowning, since they entered the forest, their number had been decreasing, and now, thirty people had only eighteen people left.

"What should I do?"

Everyone looked at each other, all showing a solemn face, and one of the ninth-level great swordsmen slowly walked to the side of a corpse, leaned out his hand and measured the side, and said, "Just died, the corpse is still hot." ”

"He fled in that direction!"

Another ninth-level great magician pointed in the direction of Yeyun's escape, these two were already the only two ninth-level masters left in this group, they glanced at each other, and finally it was the ninth-level great swordsman who said, "Let's chase it together!" ”

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Hidden in the dark, Yeyun didn't even dare to breathe! Staring closely at the pursuer not far away, the crimson eyes revealed a strange look, and the wound on his chest was still bleeding, but Yeyun did not dare to use energy to heal his wounds, because among the pursuers in this vicinity, there was a ninth-level great magic who had a very strong perception of the surroundings, and Yeyun had to suppress the energy in his body to the minimum, and he could only rely on his strange body and sharp means to solve the opponent, but the strength of the surviving pursuers was not ordinary, for this, the wound on Yeyun's chest is the best proof!

One ninth-level great swordsman, one ninth-level great magician, four eighth-level magicians, five eighth-level great swordsmen。。。。。。

A long time had passed, and half a day had passed since Fury had promised, and the night clouds were as motionless as stone statues in the shadows, their red eyes staring at the nearby pursuers as if they were staring at their prey.

The number of people is still decreasing, and the vigilance of those who pursue them has also increased greatly, and they look around vigilantly, fearing that the night clouds will suddenly rush out of somewhere and only take their own lives.