Hoshiamano nodded.

"Then follow me. Luo Yun said, "I don't have the ability to wear such a big hole again, so I can only fight one step at a time, one by one." ”

Let's go forward.

The Yijing sword was tightly held in his hand, and it seemed to be trembling and whispering, and before the others arrived, the sword had been swung out.

At this time, the black-clothed sword correction stabbed towards Jin Zixing with a sword.

Jin Zixing was undoubtedly the weakest of the few people who remained, but he was still in the way, so the black-clothed sword cultivator decided to deal with this person first.

The sword light came to him, and Jing Liunian reluctantly applied an ice wall in front of him, but after struggling to support it for so long, the power of the ice wall was really limited, and it couldn't be stopped at all!

Crackle!

Several crisp sounds, the sword light is like a cone, breaking the ice wall!

The sword light that Luo Yun swung arrived at this time, as if it had broken through the ice from Jin Zixing's side, and the arc light flashed towards the black-clothed sword cultivator.

The sword light contained an extremely abundant power, and even gave him a feeling that it was right in front of him, which was extremely dangerous!

The black-clothed sword frowned slightly, the spirit sword in his hand was erected, and the dull color of the sword body seemed to be able to see the traces of rust that had been precipitated for many years and the strange mottled turquoise, as if it had endured the erosion of water vapor for many years in some dark and damp place.

A sticky intent that Luo Yun was not unfamiliar with spread out in all directions along the erected spirit sword, and soon merged with the intertwined sword intent on his left and right wings again, as if opening a huge membrane.

The arc light fell on the membrane and was dissolved without even a sound.

Luo Yun didn't dare to give him a chance to fight back, because he knew better than anyone else that this person's sword intent was terrifying!

Just like the first time they fought, Luo Yun rushed forward, and the sword in his hand pulled out countless huge black flowers, slashing, slashing, diagonal, barbing, stabbing, slamming, and counter-picking...... In this short instant, hundreds of swords were unexpectedly unexpected!

And these hundreds of sword styles, all of them were once they touched the opponent's spirit sword, Luo Yun hurriedly changed his moves, completely not giving the other party a chance to entangle his sword intent!

His body was almost submerged in the black wind, and he opened the way with one person and one sword, and actually forced the black-clothed sword cultivator back a few feet away!

Xing Tianye picked up Jin Zixing and said to Jing Liunian: "Follow Luo Yun closely." With that, the three of them also walked a few feet, and behind them, a loud noise was heard in a short time.

The sound was all too familiar to them, it was the sound of the ground falling again.

At this time, Luo Yun was also a little anxious in his heart, he didn't understand why the other party's sword intent could stretch so long to both sides, so that there was no way to break through from the side.

At this time, the black-clothed sword cultivator's face became more and more solemn, and his eyes became more and more ruthless after seeing Luo Yun.

He urged the power of Xingyuan, and the spirit sword in his hand slowly swelled again, and it also appeared thicker, and it was handed to Luo Yun with a sense of depression.

Luo Yun was directly opposite this sword, and he could feel the pressure the most.

He also urged the power of the star element in his whole body, all of which turned into the power of the golden and white veins, and the black sword body was overflowing with a little golden light because of this too saturated and full star power.

If you want to break the other party's weight, you can only use the sharpest sword.

To break the opponent's blunt intentions, you can only use the fastest sword.

He shouted violently, and the sword of the realm "swooped", and fell vertically!

Then Luo Yun's heart was a little cold.

It's that damn feeling again.

It was as if I had plunged into a backwater pool full of rotten grass and sludge, and there was not even a splash of water, only a few dirty mud bubbles.

It's like cutting into countless hemp mats soaked in water, and only a few of them scratch the surface are powerless.

The First Realm Sword couldn't even move forward an inch, and Luo Yun couldn't advance an inch, even more so with the three people behind him.

But Luo Yun didn't have time to think about it, and with a twist of his wrist, he had already changed his move into a thorn, and stabbed again along the place where the previous sword intent remained!

And how could the black-clothed sword cultivator be on the defensive all the time?

He even took a step forward, and the spirit sword took a turn with the momentum, bringing up a viscous sword wave, and even took Luo Yun's sword intent out of the way.

A turbid current mixed with a lot of unknown sword intent struck Luo Yun.

Since Luo Yun appeared, the target of the black-clothed sword cultivator has become him, so this style used his great strength, and even the giant nets intertwined with sword intent on both sides of him were thinner a little bit by the power he swept in.

It's a pity that even so, it's not that Hoshiamano and the other three can cross over at this time.

Xing Tianye shook his head with a wry smile behind Luo Yun.

And Luo Yun was caught in the sword intent of the other party, and it seemed that as this turbid current flowed more and more slowly, it would also sink to the bottom of the river, becoming a part of those rusted weapons, rotting silt, and dead branches entwined with countless aquatic plants.

The aura that shrouded Luo Yun's body became weaker and weaker, as if the light of a realm sword was about to be covered by moss.

His whole body seemed to be tightened by this sword intent, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his back was a little distorted in the eyes of Xing Tianye and the others.

This is not an illusion, but the other party's sword intent is like an entity, Luo Yun knows that some parts of his body have been soaked in blood under the heavy pressure, but he has not yet figured out the key.

The turbid current that engulfed him—he had really felt a very similar sword intent.

Just a few moments ago.

Just when he faced off against Zongyu.

The black-clothed sword cultivator did not stop attacking, after his sword intent had suppressed Luo Yun completely, he categorically would not give Luo Yun a chance to breathe, and his other hand condensed a spell and slammed towards Luo Yun!

This is naturally a blow heavier than a thousand pounds!

Even Xing Tianye and the other three felt the huge pressure brought by this blow again, and Jin Zixing, who was the most seriously injured, snorted, clenched his fists, and was about to wring out some strength from the already dried up inner universe realm to help, when Xing Tianye held him down and said, "Wait a little longer." ”

Wait a little longer.

Luo Yun had the same idea in his heart.

That thunderous spell suddenly experienced unprecedented resistance in the process of striking Luo Yun just a few feet away.

It wasn't resistance, but the tiny sword intent that came from Luo Yun's sword intent realm that was as small as willow leaves flying flowers.

Luo Yun's sword intent realm had spread out the moment he faced the black-clothed sword cultivator, but he never thought of "devouring" the black-clothed sword cultivator's inner universe realm.

There is no other reason, it is a lack of strength.

The Heavenly Lake Realm is a realm that even he can't easily try.

When he faced Ye Zhengtao and Elder Jiang outside the Purple Forest of the Three Realms City, at most, he could only hold on for a moment in exchange for a chance to escape, and that time was also lucky, Ye Zhengtao and Elder Jiang did not chase after him.

The black-clothed sword cultivator is different, he is determined to kill, even if he controls him for a while, he will definitely be caught up by him again later.