"This iron sword! can't be touched!" Cheng Yun quickly retreated, he clearly felt that this iron sword full of rust could easily destroy himself!

Seeing that Cheng Yun's expression began to become solemn, Xing Yun sneered even more, he flew forward, brandished the long sword in his hand and stabbed at Cheng Yun.

Cheng Yun rode on the demon ritual, quickly dodged, and the attack of the torture luck, fortunately, his movement speed in the Dayu palace was not limited, and the punishment luck could only advance at the usual speed, and for a while, the punishment luck could not help Cheng Yun.

"What is the rust on this sword! It actually makes my heart beat!" Cheng Yun has observed several times, that iron sword is just an ordinary long sword, it is very reluctant to call it a magic weapon, if you simply use this iron sword to cut Cheng Yun's body, even if it is cut for thousands of years, it will not leave a scar on Cheng Yun's body, Cheng Yun only needs a trace of spiritual power to shatter this iron sword.

What really frightened Cheng Yun was the rust that grew on the iron sword! Cheng Yun experienced the baptism of coercion on the demons, where could ordinary things still make Cheng Yun have emotional fluctuations, and now this iron sword has done it!

"Sword Qi!" Seeing that Cheng Yun's speed was much faster than him, Xing Yun input one spiritual power after another into the iron sword, causing this iron sword to swing out a long sword qi.

The sword qi wielded by the long sword is no threat to Cheng Yun, he has the origin of the sword and the imprint of the sword, this small sword qi can't get close to his body at all, but what is really fatal is the red mist carried in the sword qi, which is the crisis that Cheng Yun has to dodge.

Cheng Yun relied on the advantage of speed to constantly entangle with the criminal luck, but the criminal luck couldn't help Cheng Yun at the same time. Cheng Yun also can't help the torture, once he gets close to the torture, he will be attacked by that iron sword, and once he is hit, he will be dead.

After a while, Cheng Yun simply unraveled the Earth Emperor's technique. Maintaining this technique for a long time is extremely expensive for Cheng Yun, and at this time, he can't help it, and performing this technique is just a waste of spiritual power out of thin air.

"Move mountains!"

It is not a way to wait like this, Cheng Yun took out the magic weapon to move the mountain, and after entering the yuan force, he drove the magic weapon to move the mountain.

"Three Mountains and Five Mountains!"

The eight magnificent peaks all turned into phantoms and floated in the sky, and when these eight phantoms appeared, a trace of greed appeared in the eyes of Xing Yun. It seems that he is extremely coveted for this magic weapon to move mountains.

"The magic weapon is good! But it's still useless after all!" Xing Yun flew up, flew into the air, and swung out eight swords in unison, each sword was cut off the phantom of a mountain peak, after the eight swords were cut out, the eight phantoms had dissipated without a trace, and Xing Yun stretched out his right hand and held it towards the magic weapon to move the mountain.

"Dongyue Taishan!The movement of the mountains!" Cheng Yun pinched his hands. So that the magic weapon moved the mountains to work again, this time appeared. It is the phantom of the mountain range group of Mount Tai in the middle of the three mountains and five mountains, and the layers of mountain peaks all appear in unison, and they are fiercely pressed against the torture luck who wants to take the treasure.

"Carving insect skills!" "Xing Yun swung out several pieces again, and one after another sword qi with a crimson whirlwind shattered this mountain group, and the magic weapon moved mountains, and reappeared in front of Xing Yun. He smiled smugly and reached out to hold the magic weapon Yishan.

When the criminal fortune was about to hold the moving mountain, Cheng Yun's hands were sealed, and the anti-Qiankun technique obtained from Zheng Yi had been cast, and he exchanged the position of himself and the moving mountain!

In an instant. Cheng Yun had already appeared in front of Xingyun, and in such a short time, Xingyun didn't react, and when he noticed Cheng Yun's appearance, it was too late! Cheng Yun's eyes showed a demagogic power, and the illusion technique had already been used at this moment, and at the same time, his hands were also holding a strange long sword, and he swung it in unison and slashed at Xingyun.

"Cheng's magic weapon is not so easy to take!" Cheng Yun said coldly to the torture luck in front of him, and one after another spiritual power had spurted out.

"Phantom Soul!" Cheng Yun's eyes were full of demagogic power, and his gaze met that of Torture Yun.

"It's not good!" Cheng Yun immediately forcibly suspended the illusion technique at the moment when he looked at Xingyun, and the slashing sword and Luo Xiu sword that slashed at Xingyun were also retracted at the same time, and they all retreated together.

Cheng Yun pulled out a heart demon, and quickly jumped behind him with his strength, and after that heart demon breathed, a heart-rending roar came out!

"Count your fate!" Xing Yun snorted coldly, he was not affected by the illusion technique for some reason, and he was still able to move freely when Cheng Yun performed the illusion technique.

Cheng Yun's body was a little cold sweat, just now he saw the unpsychedelic look in the eyes of Xingyun, it was still clear, he immediately made a decision, let a demon become his substitute ghost, if not, he would have died under the sword of Xingyun.

On the neck of Xingyun, the quaint jade pendant was emitting a faint light, as if to tell Cheng Yun that it was this jade pendant that blocked the illusion technique for Xingyun.

"There are too many magic weapons in this person, and each of them has miraculous effects! I think I, Cheng Yun, have never tasted defeat in fighting with monks of the same cultivation in my life, can I really choose to admit defeat and retreat today!" Cheng Yun has already retreated to a thousand zhang away, and this distance cannot threaten him in a short period of time.

There are not many monks that Cheng Yun has fought in his life, he is known as a genius, and there are many, there are many monks with many magic weapons, he is not without fighting, and even Cheng Yun himself can be regarded as a person with many treasures, but just like the magic weapon of criminal luck is endless, and every magic weapon is a monk with infinite power, Cheng Yun is still seeing it for the first time.

"Cheng Yun! Let me tell you! Since Xing Mou was eight years old, he has not tasted a single defeat! I have defeated 3,462 cultivators who have become equal to or surpass me! Today, you will become 3,463 people!" Xing Yun raised his long sword in the distance and said sharply to Cheng Yun.

Cheng Yun didn't pay attention to his words, words had no effect on this battle, he was thinking hard about how to deal with the torture.

"Hatred is the lead, my blood is the basis!" When Cheng Yun was still thinking about it, he saw Xingyun take out a magic weapon in the shape of a compass. Then he bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood into it.

On the compass, there are two hands, one of which is red and the other is white, and the red pointer points to the torture himself. And the other white pointer pointed to Cheng Yun from afar!

With the output of spiritual power, the two pointers gradually overlapped together, and the figure of Xing Yun slowly dimmed, when the two pointers completely coincided together, Xing Yun's body suddenly disappeared.

Cheng Yun felt an astonishing chill coming from behind him, and he didn't hesitate to unleash the Mirror Flower Water Moon Technique. Cheng Yun himself blended into the winding river, and above the river, the figure of Xing Yun appeared, and the long sword in his hand slashed at the river fiercely, and with one sword, the river was split in two sections. And the river that was split never recovered.

"Poof!"

The Mirror Flower Water Moon Technique quickly dissipated. Cheng Yun spit out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, and for some reason the torture luck could suddenly appear behind Cheng Yun, he slashed out a sword at Cheng Yun, if it weren't for Cheng Yun's technique of mirroring and watering the moon to resist the attack of this sword, this sword would have been enough to take Cheng Yun's life.

"This person, is it really my nemesis?!" Cheng Yun took out the remaining Snow Spirit Pill and took it all. At the same time, it also flew out of a distance of thousands of zhang, and Fang Cai's sword made Cheng Yun's heart palpitate.

"Do you really want to summon the Yan Thunder and them out to fight against the enemy!?" Cheng Yun can now think of a way to fight against the Torture Fortune, which is to summon the three-headed Heavenly Order Beings in the Impermanence Disk to fight against the Torture Fortune, otherwise with the power of that long sword. Unless Cheng Yun gives up fighting with the criminal fortune, Cheng Yun's defeat is only a matter of time.

"If the bloodline clone can fight! I am definitely not afraid of this person!" Cheng Yun secretly gritted his teeth, the bloodline clone has no power to fight for a thousand years, and if he forcibly combines to fight at this time, he is afraid that not only will he not be able to exert his combat power, but it will also make the bloodline clone leave a secret wound.

Cheng Yun was unwilling to summon the three-headed Heaven-level beings out of the enemy, that was the hole card he used to save his life, and at this moment, in the face of a monk with the same cultivation, Cheng Yun was unwilling and did not want to win with the Heaven-level beings in the Impermanence Plate.

"I am the viscount of the Dayu Dynasty!The commander of the Nine Dragons Army! I am a creature recorded in the barbarian epic! I don't believe it! In the face of a monk with the same cultivation, I will be defeated!" Cheng Yun's injuries and spiritual power have recovered to their peak state, and the Snow Spirit Pill has been taken all, this is also Cheng Yun's last chance, he decided not to retreat because of the strength of the torture, his pride does not allow him to escape this battle!

"I still have some means that I haven't used! In addition, the Shadow Technique left by the master has not yet been used! If I use all the means, I still can't help it, then my Cheng Yun's skills are not as good as others! Even if my deity dies, it will not really disappear! I will bet on the life and death of the deity! and the torture luck, and bet on this battle!" Cheng Yun's eyes have already revealed a trace of determination, he has already cut his soul into three parts, even if the deity dies, he can still live as a bloodline clone, this battle, he would rather die than retreat!

"Torture! Capital Punishment!" After Cheng Yun recovered, he quickly approached the torture fortune, he didn't say anything more, and directly used all kinds of methods like a raging storm.

"Qinglong!

"Seven Evils!"

"Moire!

"Induce the wind!

One after another spells, desperately swaying, the green dragon was also summoned by Cheng Yun, spewing out the breath of the green dragon, and at the same time, it also summoned the robbery clouds, and slashed the thunder in the thunder robbery prison to the torture luck.

The torture luck did not move a step from beginning to end, just easily waving the long sword in his hand was to stop all of Cheng Yun's attacks one by one, even the punishment of the Dayu Dynasty was also split by him with a sword.

"Although this is not the real Dayu Palace, it is also a virtual palace! Can smash the torture technique with a sword here! What is the rust on this sword? With his cultivation at the peak of the Sun Realm, how can he control such a powerful magic weapon!" Cheng Yun quickly retreated, he even planned to give up this battle.

"This is my last blow!" Cheng Yun suppressed all kinds of emotions and shock in his heart, he began to pinch the trick with both hands, this seal was played, he was able to turn into nearly a hundred afterimages, each of which had thirty percent of his combat power, under the combined attack, it would be Cheng Yun's strongest blow!

A whole hundred phantoms condensed out at this time, Cheng Yun moved, these phantoms all followed and moved, Cheng Yun's eyes showed a decisive meaning, and under his call, a huge eyeball appeared behind him.

"If I believe, then as I wish!"

"If you believe, then you wish!"

"I believe that this style will definitely kill the torture luck!"

Behind the hundred phantoms, the same eyeballs appeared, and in their hands, there was also a flickering light, after three breaths, the shadow of the hundred phantoms and the figure of Cheng Yun himself overlapped, Cheng Yun's body was covered with a layer of indescribable brilliance, under this brilliance, he seemed to be incarnated into ten million, he held the light in his hand, and rushed towards the torture. (To be continued......)