Yi Yun looked inside the iron box, and his face suddenly changed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I saw that the box was placed, and it was a red vat, the mouth of the cylinder was tightly sealed, and there were several pieces of rune paper pasted around it, faintly lit up with a faint light, flickering bright and dark.

With just such a scene, Yi Yun's face would not change. But his five senses are far better than ordinary people, and at this moment, he smelled a little blood in his nose.

Immediately, with a move in his hand, the big stick flew back in an instant, and was held by him.

At this moment, a bloody light suddenly shot out, and Yi Yun hurriedly turned around and blocked with a horizontal stick.

With a sonorous sound, gold and iron resonated, and the blood light flashed away, and then a long knife with a fierce spirit appeared, which was the magic weapon of the ghost male.

Yi Yun picked up the big stick and flicked the long knife away.

The long knife flew back upside down, and was held in the hand of a tall man in black, who was none other than the ghost hero.

Ghost Xiong was holding the long knife in one hand at this time, his face was gloomy, his eyes were cold, and he was staring at Yi Yun deadly.

"Spirit God Sect Master?" Yi Yun chuckled, "Or the Ghost King Sect Protector?"

When the ghost male heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly, his face distorted a little, and he shouted, "Who are you!"

Yi Yun didn't answer, holding the big stick in his hand, and only slammed it back.

"Click-" The big stick is in the red tank.

The vat shattered, forming a gap.

"Whoa-" Blood rolled out, and the bloody aura suddenly diffused.

This vat is full of blood!

And the strange thing is that this vat of blood has been in the tank for I don't know how long, but it is still faintly steaming, as if it is gushing out directly from the neck vein.

Seeing this, the ghost hero's complexion changed greatly, and immediately a black light flashed on his body, and he was about to rush forward.

Yi Yun had fought with the ghost general, and now that he saw the ghost male, he roughly estimated his cultivation, and knew that without the Qingyun Dao Method and the Qingxiao Sword, it would be impossible to defeat this person.

He made a decision immediately, pointed a point at the sword in his hand, and the big stick shone brightly, carrying him to the sky.

The ghost male was stunned, his face hesitated several times, and finally he stomped his feet, cursed a few words in his mouth, and then took the long knife and chased after Yi Yun.

A moment later, a hundred miles south of Shiyang City, in mid-air.

Suddenly, a blue rainbow was like a meteor in the night sky, piercing the sky and galloping into the distance.

Qinghong passed, and a black light followed.

Yi Yun stood on top of the big stick, holding the sword trick in his hand, and continued to gallop.

The ghost male behind him had a gloomy face, and he was also in hot pursuit.

After a little effort, Yi Yun looked around and saw that there was a surging river in front of him, in which the river was surging, the sound of the waves was endless, the turbulence hit the shore, and the waves were vibrating.

His heart moved, and he immediately jumped from the stick, took off the big stick, and then flew around and kicked it violently, hitting one end of the big stick.

When the big stick landed, it shone brightly, like a falling star, and shot at the ghost hero.

The ghost male was chasing, but unexpectedly this scene came out, and he was suddenly shocked and in a hurry.

His figure stopped suddenly, and then he quickly flew back, and at the same time, his body was covered with billowing black gas, his hands were hugging weakly, and the blood light was released, and he slashed in the air, as if he was slow and urgent, and in an instant, a dark red crystal wall appeared, blocking in front of him.

The big stick came in an instant and slammed into the crystal wall.

With a bang, a huge force came from the crystal wall, and the ghost hero's complexion changed suddenly, and his whole body shook violently.

He hurriedly caused the long knife, held it for a moment, and the long knife suddenly stuck to the crystal wall.

When the dark red crystal wall landed, the blood was abundant, and the big stick was blown away.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a blue light suddenly flew in, revealing Yi Yun's figure.

I saw Yi Yun holding the Qingxiao Sword and slashing down at the dark red crystal wall.

When the crystal wall was hit by this, it suddenly collapsed, and it collapsed after a few flashes.

The ghost male hurriedly blocked with his knife and took this move.

The swords struck each other, and there was a sonorous sound.

Both of them took a few steps back in the air.

When the two of them fixed their bodies, they couldn't help but look up, looking at each other.

The ghost male was holding a long knife in his hand at this time, his face was gloomy, and he looked at Yi Yun, with a lot of fear in his eyes.

"Your Excellency is such a powerful cultivator!" he glanced at Qingxiao in Yi Yun's hand, narrowed his eyes, and said.

Yi Yun smiled and only said, "Each other." ”

"Hmph!" the ghost male suddenly changed color, and said sharply, "I don't care who you are, you will definitely die tonight!"

As he spoke, the black qi around him was rolling, and at the same time he swung the knife forward, and the long knife in his hand danced up and down a few times, and the black qi on his body changed several times, and finally turned into Dao blood light.

I saw that the ghost hero's face was straight, and he played several tricks against the long knife with his other hand.

The blood on his body was like a long whale sucking water, and all of it was sucked in by the long knife. The long knife suddenly burst into blood, like an evil knife made of blood, and the aura was monstrous.

The ghost hero shouted, holding the long knife in both hands, the black light on his body flickered, and he suddenly rushed towards Yi Yun.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, and the ghost male's knife came in an instant, from top to bottom, slashing towards Yi Yun.

Yi Yun's expression was solemn, and his hands clenched Qingxiao.

Immediately, I saw thousands of dazzling green rays, which suddenly burst out from Yi Yun's hands, like a blazing sun.

Immediately, the Qingxiao Sword carried an infinite sharp qi and slashed towards the blood knife.

"Boom-" There was an explosion in the air, like thunder.

In an instant, the blood and green rays bloomed together, and the night sky was discolored.

Both of them were shocked and flew out at the same time.

In mid-air, Yi Yun slapped the space behind him with one hand, and suddenly the air waves shook several times and stopped.

At this time, his face was pale, his forehead was sweaty, he was panting, and the arm holding Qingxiao was trembling.

However, Yi Yun knew that the ghost male on the other side was probably much more uncomfortable than him, after all, his strong physique was not something that everyone had.

The ghost male also stopped in mid-air at this time, only to see that his face was pale, his clothes were tattered, and many wounds were vaguely exposed, but he was injured by the sword qi inspired by Qianjun Po, his chest rose and fell, and finally he couldn't bear it, his face trembled, and he spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", staining the placket on his chest red.

His complexion changed several times, and finally with a move in his hand, the long knife flashed to the soles of his feet, and he was about to escape.

Seeing this, Yi Yun knew that he would never be allowed to escape. Immediately, with a sword in his hand, the big stick suddenly shot up from below, hitting the ghost hero's feet.

The ghost male's face changed abruptly, and he hurriedly dodged back, and at the same time made the knife slash the big stick from afar.

The big stick and the long knife stalemate for a moment, and with another force, the ghost shot it down.

"Boom—" Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a sudden thunderclap rang out.

Oni Xiong hurriedly looked up.

I saw Yi Yunren in mid-air, stepping on the seven stars, walking seven steps in a row, the Qingxiao Sword pierced the sky, his expression was solemn, and he said: "Nine Heavens Xuansha, turned into divine thunder." Huanghuang Tianwei, lead it with a sword. ”

I saw dark clouds gathering in the night sky, electric snakes flying, and thunder rumbling.

Ghost Xiong's face turned pale, and he muttered in his mouth: "Divine Sword and Thunder True Technique......"

It's just that the big stick is entangled, and Yi Yun's spell has almost been cast, but now it can't be stopped.

"Boom-" A thunderbolt suddenly shot out from the dark clouds and attached to the Qingxiao Sword.

Yi Yun held Qingxiao, and his body trembled faintly. Although he has a strong physique and his endurance is far beyond ordinary people, after all, his cultivation is still lacking, and it is inevitable that he will be a little inadequate.

Suddenly, in the rumbling thunder, Yi Yun seemed to hear some strange sounds, at first glance, it was no different from thunder, but with his hearing, he clearly noticed the difference.

At this moment, the ghost hero immediately made a decision, took the long knife, and the black light suddenly appeared, and fled into the distance regardless of it.

Yi Yun was startled, hurriedly extinguished the distracting thoughts in his heart, and then shook his wrist with all his strength.

The lightning flashed on the Qingxiao Sword, and then a thunderbolt came out of the sword body and hit the ghost male who was far away.

Ghost Ambition was horrified in his heart, and the mana in his body surged out, and he was much faster when he escaped.

It's just that no matter how fast he is, he can't compare to lightning after all.

I saw a thunderbolt flashing in the sky, and it came in an instant, hitting the ghost hero.

"Boom-" The thunder suddenly sounded.

Before he could utter a scream, the ghost was scorched and fell from mid-air.

Seeing this, Yi Yun put down the Qingxiao Sword. Then the blue light on his body flashed slightly, and he slowly fell to the ground.

At this time, his face was bloodless, panting, but under the continuous use of the Thousand Jun Break and the Divine Sword Thunder True Technique, the mana in his body was almost exhausted.

"Boom-" Suddenly, a strange sound came from behind Yi Yun.

Yi Yun was startled, and was about to turn around to look.

At this moment, something seemed to bite his hind feet, and with a pull, Yi Yun, whose body had been hollowed out, suddenly fell backwards.

The place where he was standing at this time was by the river of the great river, next to the flowing waves of the water, and he fell directly into the water.

"Plop-" splashed a lot of waves.

Immediately, under the surging of the river, Yi Yun disappeared.