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Yunrui went all out to play "annihilation", and there was no reservation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info is much stronger than the previous one against Leshui. And the "starry sky" of the Qingpao Taoist suddenly dimmed when it encountered the shadow, as if the stars in the sky were suddenly covered by clouds and mist. The dragon's groan, which had been piercing, was also hoarse.

And the giant gong of the blue light condensation also shrank sharply, and it was about to dissipate.

With a "boom", the bodies of both people flew backwards.

Yun Rui looked at his chest with a pale face, blood gushed out, just the remaining sword qi of the other party, and it also broke a shield talisman and cut him, even if it was a flesh wound, the power of this move "One Starry Sky" also made him feel awe-inspiring.

Since coming to this world, the warriors he has met have become stronger and stronger, but deep down he is very disdainful of martial artists. Now it seems that it may not be impossible to enter the Tao with martial arts, even if it is not as good as cultivating the true Dao, but it is also the Dao.

At the same time, Yun Rui also learned that the other party's true power was much higher than him.

The green-robed old man spat out a mouthful of blood, and his originally radiant face became as pale as paper. Although it looked like the two were tied just now, he knew that he had actually lost. Yun Rui was only slightly injured, and not only did he suffer a lot of internal injuries, but even his meridians became tingling like pins and needles, and he even had trouble breathing. He knew that this was an assassination wound by the killing intent on the other party's sword.

The old man in the green robe was full of extreme horror in his heart, his first-class perfect cultivation was much stronger than the average first-class. But now...

Yun Rui didn't give time for the other party to continue thinking, took a deep breath, and hit out again with the full operation of the True Yuan Divine Sense. A trace of the vicissitudes of the ancient murderous aura overflowed, and the whining and crying sound seemed to make people feel heartbroken and lose their souls when they heard it. And the shadow also turned into a little blue light flashing.

This is not a "one-shot annihilation", this is a new move that Yun Rui unconsciously played when he realized the other party's "one side of the starry sky" just now. It evolved after the application of "annihilation" matured. Yun Rui could clearly perceive that not only was the protection stronger and more subtle than the "One Fist Annihilation", but the whining and crying sound was still a sound attack, and it was much more powerful than the dragon roar of the "One Starry Sky".

"This is not a simple sonic attack, this is the sound transformed from Qing Gong's spiritual power and killing intent. This is a stronger one, let's call it 'a sorrow'. Yun Rui thought, urging "a piece of sorrow" to attack the other party.

Seeing that this was different from the previous one, the old man in the green robe felt a hint of familiarity, and then he heard the whining sound of the gong, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face became even paler, and his true power was a little sluggish.

The old man in the green robe bit the tip of his tongue violently, and danced the long sword in his hand frantically, the surging sword momentum was like the water of the Yangtze River, and countless sword shadows illuminated the night, and a dense sword net was instantly dispersed.

There was not the slightest sound from this sword, and there was no sword in sight, except for the ubiquitous sword shadow like moonlight.

This is the peerless sword technique of the Qingpao Taoist immersed in Yijiazi: "Where is the sword".

The highest level of sword skill is not to have a sword in your hand or a sword in your heart, nor to win a sword without a sword. Instead, there is a sword, but you can't see the sword.

As soon as Yun Rui saw the "where is the sword" of the Qingpao Daoist, he knew that the other party's sword skills had entered the highest realm.

It seems like a long time, and it seems like a flash. The sword shadow and blue light in the sky were silently extinguished, and the boundless murderous aura was gone, but the sorrowful sound of Gu Gong still lingered. At the same time, a faint blood light also burst out.

"Poof-" A mouthful of blood shot out of the Qingpao Dao's mouth, but he swallowed several pills without even thinking about it. He felt that the killing intent of "a piece of sorrow" seemed to have consciousness, and it was difficult to completely resist no matter how he did it. Now, his meridians had been broken, and even he knew that Yun Rui's strange intent was faintly able to devour his sword intent and transform it into a killing force against himself.

He is already a first-class perfect cultivator, how many people in the world can resist this move, "Where is the sword?" But a young man on the other side not only blocked it, but also seriously injured himself. What the hell is wrong with this world?

Yun Rui's face was also very pale, the "one sorrow" just now was more powerful and well-informed than the "one annihilation", if this one was used to deal with Leshui just now, he didn't need to make a second one at all. However, the "sorrow" is also more consuming of real power and divine consciousness to urge. This is his seventh move tonight, and with his current form, at most two more will and he will be really exhausted.

Fortunately, this green robe has been seriously injured.

The green-robed Taoist swallowed the pill, and his originally sluggish momentum suddenly skyrocketed, and his pale old face first showed an abnormal flush, and he roared and said, "I'm going to crush your bones and scatter ashes..."

This sword has no moves, it is a simple split, but it gives people the feeling that no matter how the other party dodges or where he hides, he can't escape the slash of this sword. This sword slashed out, as if there was only this sword in the entire space around it, and nothing else.

There is not a trace of attachment, there is not a trace of anger, there is only monstrous hatred and ruthless destruction.

This is the most decisive killing move of the Qingpao Taoist, "a sword to punish the sky." Under this slash with all his strength, he has no hesitation and no regrets. The power and killing intent of this sword seem to be that the moon in the sky can also be slashed down with a sword.

Yunrui didn't dare to be careless, and while the other party played "a sword to kill the sky", he also used his strength to play "a piece of sorrow". The vicissitudes of killing intent were once again substantively dispersed, and the whining screams were once again moving. The brilliant blue shadow collided with the opponent's long sword in an instant.

"Click-"

The long sword tore through the sword shadow, and instantly slashed down to the top of Yun Rui's head. But when it was about to fall, its strength and killing intent were already very empty, and even so, it still broke Yun Rui's shield talisman.

But the body of the old Taoist in the green robe stood in place, his eyes were already scattered, and the Taoist robe was shattered. He looked at Yun Rui in a daze, as if he wanted to remember Yun Rui's appearance.

With a "plop", the old man in the green robe fell down heavily. At the last moment, the meridians of his whole body had been shattered, and his vitality was also extinguished by Yun Rui's fierce intentions.

"Taishang Zhangjiao, dead?" muttered a Taoist priest from Danzhu Mountain Palace, as if this scene was a dream.

All the Taoist priests were stunned, and their faces were deadly silent.

Jiang Bancheng and the others seemed to be still immersed in the duel between Yun Rui and the Qingpao Daoist just now. They usually think that they have a good attainment in martial arts, and they are the best in the martial arts regardless of their strength and vision. But now they found out that they were nothing, not to mention comparing with Yun Rui, even if they were compared with the Qing-robed Daoist who was killed by him.

They had never seen a first-class martial artist make a move, and they knew that a first-class martial artist was powerful, but they didn't expect it to be so powerful.

Whether it was Jiang Bancheng or Li Beidou, they all bitterly found that in front of this green-robed Taoist, they couldn't take a single move.

But such a top master still died under Yun Rui's skill.

Yun Rui's move just now almost exhausted his true power, and it was also the most powerful one he struck tonight, which broke the "one sword to punish the sky" of the old man in the green robe.

Yun Rui closed his eyes, feeling the intent and sword intent of the two just now, as if there was a hint of realization, but it was too ethereal to be captured.

After a while, Yun Rui opened his eyes helplessly, it seemed that he was too greedy, and this trace of uncatchable thoughts was difficult for him to improve his comprehension of the meaning again. After killing three first-class martial artists, and realizing the "sorrow", tonight's harvest has exceeded expectations.

"Kill!" Jiang Bancheng finally came back to his senses, and with a wave of his long knife, he rushed towards the Taoist priests. The Li family's uncles and nephews, Jiang Tu, and Gu Shaojie also pounced together.

Immediately, the two sides scuffled.

Although there are many people in Danzhu Mountain Palace, the third-rank martial artist is the highest in cultivation, and there are four second-class great martial artists here. In addition, Danzhu Mountain Palace killed three first-class warriors in a row, morale was low, lost souls, and the fighting spirit was gone, and he was killed by Jiang Bancheng and others all of a sudden.

Some people have even begun to drop their long swords and run away, not to the mountain palace, but to the outside.

Yun Rui didn't care about them fighting, he took out a bottle from the old man in the green robe, opened it and saw that there were several red pills inside. Just now, Lao Dao was the elixir he ate. Yun Rui took out one, and soon determined that it was a top-level Fan Dan, which could instantly increase the strength of a martial artist, and the other party still played that move even though he was seriously injured just now, this thing obviously played a lot of roles.

Yun Rui put the elixir into the ring, maybe he could use it one day.

At this time, dozens of Taoist priests had already been killed, especially Jiang Bancheng, who had already been killed. Yun Rui shook his head when he saw it, Jiang Bancheng was killed by the medicine of Danzhu Mountain Palace because his sister, and it was normal for him to go on a killing spree. But you can't kill all the more than 100 Taoist priests, right?

Besides, there are so many Taoist priests, there is no way to survive at all, once they are desperate, they will definitely suffer heavy casualties on their side.

"If you don't want to die, put your sword down!" Yunrui said loudly.

Suddenly, everyone stopped and looked at Yunrui in a daze. Yun Rui smiled bitterly and said to Jiang Bancheng, "Brother Jiang, you won't kill them all, right?"

Jiang Bancheng also felt that there was no need to kill them all, the great warriors were all dead, although there were many of them, what flowers could they turn up? In all fairness, many of them were not evildoers.

The sound of the long sword landing sounded loudly, and more than a hundred Taoist priests threw away their swords one after another. No one wants to die, there are people like Yunrui, what if there are many of them, aren't they killed cleanly like chopping melons and vegetables?

At this moment, their hearts were filled with deep sorrow. Danzhu Mountain Palace, it's over.