Luo Yun had a sharp pain in his arm, and the pain made him suddenly wake up and let out a heart-rending scream. Tong Hu twisted his wrists and folded his forearms upside down, just to retrieve the hilt of the Heavenly Sword. But when the hilt of the sword was reached, Tong Hu did not pull it out, but just used the sword to pick Luo Yun's body and lift him high. This sword is stuck in his heart!

The Heavenly Sword instantly skyrocketed three feet, piercing Luo Yun in the air. The heart has been pierced, but it is still beating.

Tong Hu said: "I heard that the hearts of martial artists can still beat after being pierced, and they are all people who were originally destined to do great things. Among them, one-tenth of the warriors have a particularly tough heart, and they can't die with a sword like this. It's just that it hurts so much! I can't faint and I can't die. ”

Luo Yun struggled desperately on the sword, screaming desperately.

Everyone realized at this point that there was far more cruel than kicking the opponent's corpse off the sword with a single kick. But no one could stand up and call a halt, because both were still alive. No one could speak for Luo Yun, because Luo Yun only had one sword on his body, and Tong Hu had at least a dozen broken blades on his body, exuding Dao purple qi.

Shui Linglong was so frightened that her face was bloodless, she had seen a lot of blood splashing scenes on the spot in Wujimen for so many years, but she had never seen Tong Hu like this, and the zombies that crawled up in the battlefield were not so terrifying. Even if he cultivated in a combined body and could achieve the exchange of spirit and flesh, he would definitely not be able to endure such pain for a long time and abandon this body to rebuild a new body, not to mention that the blades of those domineering Zigang swords were still emitting purple smoke, and the wounds could not be healed.

Shui Linglong gritted her teeth and said, "Tong Hu is simply an evil ghost!" According to her script, if Kunlun Hall is defeated, in order to leave a good impression on the elders, she must take the initiative to challenge Tong Hu as a disciple of Kunlun Hall.

Tang Yaojing sighed.

Shui Linglong asked in a trembling voice, "What's wrong?"

Tang Yao said respectfully: "I think Tong Hu just wants Luo Yun to suffer a little more to enhance his mental perseverance." Brutally killing Luo Yun was not his purpose. ”

"For what?"

Tang Yaojing's fiery eyes kept watching Tong Hu's injuries: "These are all domineering Zigang swords, they are all condensed by domineering energy. Now all of them are cut into his body, as long as Luo Yun can attract him again, Tong Hu will be cut to pieces, and he can turn defeat into victory in an instant. ”

Luo Yun was already in pain like a maggot pierced on a thorn, twisting and curling up, and howling miserably, but he couldn't faint or die.

"Master, help me!" Luo Yun's will collapsed, and he began to weep bitterly and wail. "Senior sister, senior sister, save me! Everyone is fine, let me die!"

Tong Hu didn't move and said, "You only have a sword on you." How many handfuls do you cut at me?"

There was silence all around, Luo Yun's crying gradually subsided, the blood in his body had dried up, but he gradually realized that he was crying and begging for mercy. It's all useless. The pain didn't seem to belong to him anymore, and Luo Yun began to understand what Tong Hu wanted.

Tong Hu said lazily: "I'm right here, and you're on my sword." Even if you can turn defeat into victory with just a wisp of domineering, but for you. But it's still an unattainable distance. ”

Luo Yun gasped, "My hands can't reach it." But, my heart can!" Yang Tian let out a mournful cry: "Master, Senior Sister! Luo Yun is sorry for you!"

The domineering energy between heaven and earth began to condense again, condensing into the shape of a pair of wings behind Luo Yun. At that moment, he obscured the sun and waved high at Tong Hu. The domineering aura on Tong Hu's body and Zigang's blade exploded into a purple hurricane, tearing Luo Yun's body apart and blasting it away. At the same time, he dragged Tong Hu into the sword edge whirlpool.

Shui Linglong watched the bursting sword blade condense into several chaotic domineering vortices and violently tore out trenches on the ground, and said in horror: "It ended up together?" Tong Hu must have been divided into corpses as a result of falling into the sword blade vortex, but I don't know who died first, Lu Dao or Luo Yun.

Tang Yaojing looked stunned, and said abruptly: "Dizzy!"

I saw that the electric light treasure mirror was turned over, and Tong Hu stood up from the ground with golden light. The Electric Light Treasure Mirror pushed away the still frantic purple qi, as if opening a door, and with a slight shake, the sword storm dispersed and subsided. Tong Hu's whole body was wrapped in the golden light of the Xuanjia, and he didn't look scarred.

Tang Yaojing couldn't help but ask in his heart, "You are not in trouble?"

Tong Hu asked rhetorically: "What can happen to some skin injuries?" Those blades look quite scary when inserted into the body, but in fact, they are only half an inch into the body, but it is quite difficult to keep them from falling.

Tang Yao smiled and turned his gaze to the other side.

Shui Linglong looked at Tang Yaojing's gaze in confusion, her whole body trembled, and a heroic figure holding Luo Yun appeared on the top of the hall ten zhang away at some point, and was healing him with her true qi.

Inch!

Tong Hu smiled brightly at Yingqi.

Tang Yaojing felt his head tighten, and his eyes were almost blind. There is such a person in the world, and the junior brother who just beat someone else is embarrassed to smile so brightly at others?

Tong Hu said leisurely: "You finally came out." ”

A figure flashed, Ying Qi was furious, and instantly rushed to Tong Hu from ten zhang away, the jade palm pressed Tong Hu's heart, and hit Tong Hu's body all the way to the wall of the Yaksha Palace. Tong Hu's back hit the wall, and the indestructible King Kong Incorruptible Xuanjia couldn't stop Yingqi's palm power, and his domineering energy came out of his body, shaking a one-zhang-high depression on the wall.

Looking at each other, Yingqi's eyes were full of hatred, clenching his palms into fists, domineering condensed into a big bow, the other hand had already opened the bow and set up arrows, and his fingertips condensed four domineering arrows, and the cold light on the tip of the arrow flashed, which actually attracted a strong wind to coil and aimed at Tong Hu's face. As long as he let go, Tong Hu's whole face will inevitably be shot to pieces and his soul will be scattered.

However, Tong Hu's gaze did not shy away at all, making Yingqi's hand tremble.

A chain flew from the Tower of Babel and bound Ingki, restraining her with all her strength and carrying her away. During the whole process, Yingqi didn't dare or was powerless to resist, just staring at Tong Hu.

A certain sword spirit gloated: "What's going on with this sourness in my heart?"

"You know. Tong Hu said, "This is called the feeling of love." ”

"Then she stares at your master, I can't be mistaken, right?"

"That's called the depth of love. ”

A certain sword spirit vomited while looking for a place, Tong Hu cleaned up his mood, what a good thing, beat the child, and ran out when he was a sister. It seems that her cultivation has broken through more than a little bit?

Tong Hu sighed twice, how to count it now?

Elder Sun said, "Even if Luo Yun is not dead, it is already counted as elimination. This battle of the Yaksha Hall has completely defeated the Kunlun Hall, so the bet is about ......"

Kunlun Tianlong Ying's figure descended on Luo Yun's side with a cloud of purple qi and silently picked him up.

Luo Yun was unconscious, and just muttered, "Master, senior sister, I'm sorry!"

"Alright, it's all right. You did very well. Long Ying's stern face was as soft as a delicate lake, gently patting Luo Yun's back and whispering, "Victory and defeat are common things. Undefeated Kunlun Canghai Heart. ”

Long Ying said to Elder Sun: "I lost, I am willing to gamble and lose......"

"Slow down!" Shui Linglong suddenly flew out in everyone's surprised gazes, and said loudly, "Kunlun Tang hasn't lost yet!" Tong Hu, I want to challenge you on behalf of Kunlun Hall!"

Tang Yaojing was so moved that he couldn't speak, and many people around him cast extremely admiring glances at Shui Linglong. Seeing Tong Hu's force, how much courage does it take for someone who dares to challenge?

Elder Sun said, "This matter is decided by the sect master. ”

Long Ying sighed, silently carrying Luo Yun and flying back to the top of the Tower of Babel. She had already lost, and she had no hope at all that Shui Linglong would be able to recover the defeat.

Tong Hu sneered, and at the moment of grinning, everyone who saw it felt a chill rising out of his spine. If Shui Linglong was beaten as badly as Luo Yun by Tong Hu, what kind of situation would it be if her beautiful face became fleshy under the iron fist?

Shui Linglong had already knelt down in the direction of the Tower of Babel and said loudly: "I implore you to fight Tong Hu on behalf of Kunlun Hall!"

I've scolded Yingqi more than a thousand times in my heart, if you don't come out, I don't need to behave like this, if you break the level, you can break the level, why don't you directly beat Tong Hu to death, at most it will be a mistake. You stupid woman, just tied aside and watched the old lady represent Kunlun Gate, and enter the upper courtyard in a beautiful way......!