"It seems to be a big game this time!" Tang Yun looked at the blood-red light spots in the thick mist with some helplessness, now that the retreat was cut off, she couldn't even think of entering this Yellow Spring City. Vaguely, she felt as if she was in some big trouble, and a bad life might have to be explained here.

Tang Yun is not a person who hesitates to do things, since there is no way back, she did not hesitate to turn around and walk towards Huangquan City, now she really wants to see what crisis awaits her in this city that dares to take the name of Huangquan.

The change in mentality made Tang Yun's footsteps much easier, and she quickly passed through the long and narrow dark city gate hole, and then she felt that her eyes were bright, and a spacious street appeared in front of her.

Before he could take a closer look at his surroundings, he felt a gust of wind blowing on his right hand, and when he turned his head to look, he found a blood-colored skeleton in a blue dress carrying a blue sword, leaping high and slashing at her.

Looking at the sword that slashed in the air, Tang Yun's heart felt a chill.

The speed of this sword is not fast, and the strength is not necessarily strong, but when facing this sword, she feels that she is not facing a thin blade, but a surging river!

In Tang Yun's spiritual sense, the sword that the blood-colored skeleton slashed out was like turning into an eternal flowing, surging river, carrying a monstrous force down, and the water that should have been calm and soft became full of destruction in the surging roar.

With a crisp sound of "bang", Tang Yun's body rolled and jumped out more than ten meters away, a trace of blood flowed down the corner of her mouth, and where she was standing just now, a crack more than twenty centimeters deep and two meters long was split by the blood-colored skeleton.

Tang Yun's face was a little pale as she looked at the blood-colored skeleton in a blue skirt with a somewhat funny appearance, if she hadn't bitten her tongue at the last moment and forcibly woke up from that flood illusion through the pain, she would have turned into two corpses now.

As soon as the blow missed, the blood-colored skeleton did not stop, and as soon as it moved, its entire body seemed to pounce on Tang Yun slowly, and the long sword in his hand was raised flatly, and it wiped it against Tang Yun's neck.

Facing the attack of the blood-colored skeleton, Tang Yun could only retreat.

It's not that she doesn't want to fight back, but she can't fight back at all, when the blood-colored skeleton moves its body towards her, it is like turning into a river, and every movement carries the natural harmony of the water as it flows, so that she can't grasp the trajectory of the movement at all.

And the sword that smeared towards her neck was the same as the previous slash in the air, with a monstrous momentum in the sword, suppressing her spirit, not to mention counterattacking, it was already a little exhausting to be able to get out of that kind of mental suppression.

Tang Yun, who withdrew seven or eight meters away again, felt a little cold on his neck, and reached out to touch it, but touched the blood on his hands. But it was the scarlet skull's sword that slashed at her neck, and she didn't completely dodge it.

Seeing that the blood-colored skeleton jumped high again, slashing a sword at her in the air, still a monstrous illusion, still suppressed her breathless spiritual oppression, Tang Yun once again felt the kind of despair that could not be retreated, and it seemed that she was going to die under this sword like heavenly power in the next moment.

She seems to be in a desperate situation!

But such a desperate situation hides her in her bones, belongs to the cobra, and belongs to the rebelliousness of the king of snakes. Snakes are creatures born in the wilderness and grow up in the midst of fighting, and the traces of snakes can be seen in dangerous and dangerous places, no matter how vicious and desperate.

Even if the flood is raging, snakes can roam and hunt in the flood!

Seeing the blood-colored skeleton slash down with a sword, Tang Yun suddenly let out an angry roar, and his body did not retreat but advanced, like a snake king facing the surging river upstream, let the river slap and wash away, I stood still.

With a "poof", Tang Yun's shoulder was cut by the blue long sword an inch deep, but the blood-colored skeleton sword could no longer be cut.

Tang Yun's hands had already grasped the blood-colored skeleton's sword-holding hand!

Almost instinctively, Tang Yun grabbed the blood-colored skull's arm at the same time, and his other hand naturally wrapped around its neck.

With a "snap", the arm wrapped around the blood-colored skull's neck twisted off a skull with a single force. The blood-colored skull's head and body were separated, and immediately scattered into a pile of dry bones, which was hidden by the blue-blue dress.

Seeing that this skeleton was killed by himself, Tang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, threw the skull in his hand to the ground, and was about to turn around and leave, when a blood-colored shadow suddenly flew out of the dry bones on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it burrowed into her eyebrows.

For a while, Tang Yun only felt the pain in her head, as if someone had stabbed her with an awl, Rao is her mind is firm, and she has a strong tolerance for pain, and it was also painful for a while, and her heart was a little lost, and she screamed out with an "ah".

Fortunately, the pain came violently, but it went quickly, and after just a few breaths, the headache disappeared.

Tang Yun shook her head, sobering up her spirit, which had become a little dazed by the pain, but immediately after, her movements suddenly stopped.

But I don't know when, a memory appeared in her mind that didn't belong to her.

This memory is the memory of a woman named Qingshuang, the memory is very short, only a fragment of this woman's practice of a swordsmanship, the name of the swordsmanship is called the waves, it seems to be ordinary, but what this set of swordsmanship contains is a kind of flooding, unstoppable artistic conception, and the power is extremely amazing.

Looking at this extra memory in his mind, Tang Yun's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the sword technique used by the blood-colored skeleton she had just killed, which was clearly extremely similar to the sword technique of the storm in this memory.

looked down at the dry bones covered by the blue skirt, and found that there was a wooden sign hanging on the skirt, so he subconsciously picked it up, but found that the wooden card had the word "Qingshuang" written on one side, and the four big characters "Sky Splitting Sword Sect" written on the other side.

"Hiss......"

Looking at the four words of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, Tang Yun gasped, although she had shallow knowledge, but during this period of time, because of the relationship between Wang Ziting and Wang Ziyu, she would often pay attention to the news of this sect.

It can be said that the more you know, the more you are in awe of this sect. This is one of the four giants of Cangzhou, a well-deserved giant.

What made Tang Yun wonder was that since this Qingshuang was a disciple of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, how could he turn into a blood-colored skeleton and stay in the Netherworld Realm controlled by the Ouyang family?

He was quite puzzled in his heart, and he was also very in awe of the identity of this disciple of the Blue Frost Splitting Heaven Sword Sect, but none of this could hinder Tang Yun's thoughts of making a fortune from the dead.

Pulling the blue skirt, a pile of blood-colored dry bones fell out with a clatter. I took the skirt in my hand and looked through it carefully, and sure enough, I found a silver-white storage bag in my waist.

Holding the storage bag in her hand, her spiritual power quickly penetrated into it, and a huge space with a length of about twenty meters and a height of about twenty meters appeared in front of her eyes.

Looking at this huge storage space, and thinking of the small storage bag on his body that was only one cube, Tang Yun couldn't help but shake his head, sighing that the disciples of this great sect were different, and his own casual cultivation was completely incomparable.

Two storage shelves and some loose stacks of clothes and skirts were placed in the storage bag. One of the two storage shelves was sparsely stocked with books, and the other was a messy pile of porcelain vases.

The first thing Tang Yun noticed was those porcelain bottles, each porcelain bottle was labeled on it, there were Qi Nourishing Pills, there were Qi Condensing Pills, and there were no less than twenty kinds of various pills, but unfortunately, these porcelain bottles were all empty, and there was not a single pill left in them.

A little disappointed, Tang Yun quickly turned his attention to the storage shelf where the books were placed. The most conspicuous thing on that storage shelf are two books, one is the "Sky Splitting Sword Technique" placed at the top of the storage shelf, and the other is the "Storm Sword Technique" randomly placed at the bottom of the storage shelf.

The power of the Storm Sword, Tang Yun had already felt it just now, and even in her memory, she had the entire set of sword techniques cultivation methods and cultivation experience. And the Heaven Splitting Sword Technique, just listen to the name, you know that it is the practice of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, and it is produced by the big sect, and it will definitely not be bad.

Although he was a little itchy, Tang Yun himself knew that now was not the time to study the exercises, so he hurriedly suppressed the impetuousness in his heart and retreated from the storage bag.

Glancing at the dry bones on the ground again, Tang Yun sighed, picked up the blue long sword, saluted Qingshuang's corpse again, and then walked along the wide street towards the center of Huangquan City without looking back.

Tang Yun didn't walk fast, but while walking, he was looking at the surrounding environment.

The architecture, pattern and style of Huangquan City seem to be similar to Jiazhoufang City, with spacious streets and open shops. But there was no one on the streets or in the shops except for her.

The shops on both sides are also empty and covered with dust, and I don't know if this city was originally built for the living, or if this city was originally very bustling and prosperous, but later became what it is today due to some changes.

While vigilantly observing the surroundings, Tang Yun, who was moving forward unhurriedly, suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at a house with an open door on the left.

As she looked over, a blood-colored skeleton with a blue-gray robe came out of the house.

Tang Yunchao looked the blood-colored skeleton up and down, and found that this skeleton was obviously a notch weaker than the skeleton that Qingshuang had just become, although it looked the same ferocity, but the monster in front of him did not have the awe-inspiring aura on Qingshuang's body.