Yun Zhenyue was anxious in the city, if it weren't for the fact that the person in front of him was too difficult, he would have gone down to help Yun Zheng early in the morning. Enraged, he yelled again and again, and even the diamond bracelet removed its defense and joined the attack.

The gray-clothed man who was against him was originally between him and him, and he was so desperate, the other party felt deeply nervous, narrowed the offensive, and strictly guarded the door, and Yun Zhenyue couldn't take him for a while.

The sergeant next to him took the time to shoot a few boxes of crossbow arrows, but to no avail, and they were all shocked into powder by the aftermath of the battle between the two.

Yun Zheng's side is already a little precarious! The Heaven Breaking Sword Technique has been useless several times, and the other party has faintly touched the sword-style routine, avoiding its edge, and attacking it will be saved. Yun Zheng really didn't dare to fight with him for his life, this person's cultivation was profound, and it was really hard to say whether his golden silk rattan armor could withstand his blow!

Song Shu in the Tianju saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart. At this time, the meridians on his body were chaotic, and he was unable to operate his spiritual power at all to participate in the battle. Suddenly caught a glimpse of the Soul Devouring Immortal Vine lazily attached to the cliff on the side, and his heart was happy.

Yun Zheng sensed Song Shu's divine sense, and said in his heart: "Can it be done?"

"Of course you can!" Song Shu hurriedly said.

Yun Zheng didn't care about it, he slashed two swords, forced Lang Qi away a few steps, and with a flick of his fingertips, a black shadow disappeared into the darkness on the side.

"Boy, it's useless to make these little moves now!" Lang Qi rattled with a strange laugh, and the spirit knife was narrowly windy, attacking Yun Zheng with his head and face.

Yun Zheng Lingyuan was not as deep as him, and slowly moved back. How could Lang Qi let go of this great opportunity, the knife went in with him, and soon forced Yun Zheng into a corner.

In the firelight, Yun Zheng's face was bloody, which was a sign that he was doing too fast. Lang Qi smiled and said, "Boy, where do you look?" After saying that, he tried his best to slash towards Yun Zheng.

Yun Zheng used all his strength to resist the Ten Absolute Mirrors, and first cut off two percent of his strength. Qingyun Sword is a Pingtian Sword Technique, blocking his inevitable sword. The spirit yuan burst out, and even the surrounding firelight was suppressed.

The sword light was like a comet, colliding with the Qingyun Sword. Yun Zheng's arm trembled slightly, and the other party's spirit yuan struck in waves, like turbulent waves, layer upon layer without breaking.

Yun Zheng couldn't grit his teeth, his left hand pressed on the right arm holding the sword, and he crossed into a spirit yuan, and the Qingyun sword was stable.

Lang Qi never thought that he would fight a young man who was thirty or forty years younger than him to this extent. While continuing to urge Ling Yuan, he said fiercely: "Boy, if you can force me to this point, even if you die, it will not be in vain!"

Where can Yun Zheng still make time to quarrel with him.

In the swaying firelight, the top of Yun Zheng's head was steaming, and if he continued at this time, even if he did not lose, his vitality would be greatly damaged, and his foundation would be damaged.

The corners of Yin Zaiye's mouth were slightly hooked, and he was happy to fight with a gray-clothed monk who cultivated two levels lower than him. The man still thought that he was good at his skills, and he was secretly happy in his heart, and the spirit knife in his hand became more and more cold.

The Qingyun Sword he saw had retreated to a place no more than a foot away from Yun Zheng, and as long as he added more strength, the spirit knife could pierce into Yun Zheng's chest.

Yun Zheng's left hand was also against the Qingyun Sword, and he forced the Spirit Sword back half a foot.

The sky in the east is beginning to turn white, and it is about to dawn.

In the darkness, a thin vine slowly crawled out of the corner of the wall, silently touching Lang Qi's right foot. Lang Qi's whole mind is now on Yun Zheng's side, although he doesn't know what's going on, no one else around him will come to help Yun Zheng, otherwise he will only have to escape.

The purpose of coming in to harass has been destroyed by Yun Zheng, if a few more people come over and tremble, I am afraid that I will have to explain here! Lang Qi thought of this, and more and more wanted to solve Yun Zheng as soon as possible and leave quickly.

Just as he was about to increase his strength, he suddenly tightened his right ankle, followed by a vigorous and frantic tear. Lang Qi panicked, and looked sideways to see that a thin vine of unknown material was wrapped around his calf.

"What the hell?" he cried out in shock.

Yun Zheng suddenly felt that the pressure on the Qingyun Sword had greatly decreased, and his divine sense moved, and he saw that his spirit sword was deflected. "Open Heaven Sword!" A green light flashed, stabbing towards Lang Qi's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Lang Qi swung his knife to block, and the Qingyun Sword shook a sword, gently pulling out a hole several inches long from the outside of his thigh. followed the sword and turned around, and then wrapped around his spirit knife.

The Soul Devouring Immortal Vine is bloodless, especially the smell of this aura-rich blood, which immediately stimulates it. A few more thin vines flew out of the darkness, tangled his legs into strong knots, and rattans, pierced into his wounds, and the blood flowed out like countless small mouths.

"Ahh

"Good thing!" Yun Zheng smiled slyly, never letting him take back the spirit knife.

In less than a cup of tea, Lang Qi already felt that he had lost half of his blood. "Kill me!" he suddenly lost all his fighting spirit, "Let me die better!"

"I don't count this!" Yun Zheng shook his head and said.

With a "dang bang", Lang Qi couldn't control his spirit knife, and his hands frantically tore the rattan on his legs. But now, even if the spirit knife is in his hand, he may not be able to cut through the Spirit Devouring Immortal Vine, let alone empty-handed.

Yun Zheng's sword light swirled around and cut off his head. The hands that had been moving suddenly stopped, and the headless body was dragged into the darkness by the thin vines.

Yun Zheng looked at the man's head with disgust, and finally brought a smile on his frightened face, thinking that it was Yun Zheng's last sword that made him feel relieved.

After a while, there was no sound in the corner, and Yun Zheng said in a low voice: "Okay!

A black shadow burst out, submerged into Yun Zheng's hand, and disappeared in a flash.

returned to the Soul Devouring Immortal Vine in the Yantian Pot, and lazily spread it on the cliff.

"Which is this Soul Devouring Immortal Vine, it's clearly a Bloodthirsty Immortal Vine!" Yun Zheng shook his head, and said secretly in his heart.

Flying up to the city, Yun Zhenyue was overjoyed, and the spirit sword in his hand trembled, almost letting the opponent take advantage of the void. Yun Zheng flew out with a sword and directly took the person's head.

"You're okay!" Yun Zhenyue shouted in ecstasy.

"It's okay!" Yun Zheng looked around, in this kind of battle, ordinary soldiers couldn't intervene, and those who fell to the ground were the corpses of Zhuji monks, and at a glance, there were actually as many as twenty or thirty people.

In the distance, a high-pitched horn sound rippled in the valley road. Many of the men in gray abandoned the battle and turned and fled.

Yun Zheng Qingyun sword waved, and killed another person. A sharp line of sight looked over in the distance, and Yun Zheng seemed to feel something, and also looked over.

The land of five miles is not worth mentioning for the foundation building monks. Yun Zheng's appearance was unobstructed in Lang Xiong's eyes.

"This young man is very sharp! I guess he is a rising star of the Wufeng Gate!" Lang Xiong said secretly.

"Gather the troops!" he commanded.

Yun Zheng and Yun Zhenyue walked down the city, and the city was filled with blue smoke, piles of rubble, and the residents who had lost their homes were mourning and crying. Others died in the scuffles and arsons of the previous night, and the city was filled with mourning.

Yun Zheng's mood is very complicated! But in the face of people who have lost their loved ones, he has no good way!

Chang Luo hurried over, saw Yun Zheng, and said with a smile: "It's great that Elder Yun is okay!

"Elder Yun and the Jinghou Army stood for nearly half an hour, and there was no one to support, General Chang knows why?" Yun Zhenyue said coldly.

"Oh, there is such a thing? I saw that Elder Yin was coming this way, so I didn't pay any more attention to this matter! My fault, my fault!" Chang Luo paused again and again, and said with annoyance.

"Forget it, Fifth Uncle!" Yun Zheng said lightly: "Last night, something happened suddenly, and General Chang couldn't take care of it for a while, but there are also some!"

"Thank you Elder Yun for your understanding!" Chang Luo said with a smile, and then said, "Dozens of people were injured last night, please Elder Yun move over and take a look!"

"I'm a little sorry for this!" Yun Zheng took advantage of the situation and leaned on Yun Zhen Yue Dao's body. Yun Zhenyue said angrily: "Elder Yun has been fighting for a long time, and his foundation is damaged, so he needs to go to recuperate and breathe immediately. General Chang, I'm sorry! You can find someone else to go!" With that, he picked up Yun Zheng and strode towards the place where he landed.

Chang Luo's face sank, and Shanshan said with a smile: "It's extreme, it's extreme, Elder Yun is going to rest, don't be the root of the disease!"

Seeing Yun Zheng being hugged back by Yun Zhenyue, Zhang Liwu and the others were shocked, and hurriedly came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yun Zhenyue didn't speak with a cold face! Yin Zaiye said with a smile: "Elder Yun fought hard last night and did not retreat, so he stopped the enemy's plot to set fire to the city. Let's let Elder Yun take a good rest. ”

Back in the house, Yun Zhenyue helped Yun Zheng open the protective array, looked at Yun Zheng's pale face, and couldn't help but say angrily: "How is it? See! These dogs of the seven sects are unreliable! If you don't save yourself when you see death, you will fall into the well, and you will still be born and die here!"

"Forget it, Fifth Uncle!" Yun Zheng said with a wry smile: "We are here, not for them! ”

"You! Let's have a snack! Look at the other party's strength, just let one step go! If you don't go, there will naturally be someone else on top, do you think they will let him mess around in the city?"

Yun Zheng said embarrassedly: "It's not like I didn't expect it in a hurry! No, not next time!"

"Hmph! next time!" Yun Zhenyue said angrily.

For the next three days, Yun Zheng was in the exercise and conditioning. This time, the strong self-running spirit element did cause a lot of damage to the dantian meridians. Fortunately, Aoki's Heaven-Breaking Wood Yuan Force has a nourishing effect on the dantian meridians, and after three days, not only the old troubles have disappeared, but even the cultivation has made a little progress.

Combat is the best cultivation, in a sense, it is indeed true!

In this battle, Yun Zheng used all his strength. Even in the great competition of various factions, Yun Zheng has never worked so hard. An opponent with comparable cultivation and equal strength will have an incalculable effect on the improvement of his own combat power.

Although the three styles of breaking the sky are fierce, they are still slightly unable to catch the monks in the later stage of foundation building.

It's time for me to hone my swordsmanship! Since stepping into the foundation building, I haven't seen the second layer of the Heaven-Breaking Sword Technique.

The first layer of the sky-breaking sword technique is divided into three styles: breaking the sky, opening the sky, and leveling the sky.

The second layer is from simple to complex, and it is three styles. Although there are only three forms, it can be actually used, not to mention ten thousand swords. Yun Zheng sighed, if you want to learn this in a short time, it's impossible!