With Chen Yun's current state, Chen Yun knew that attacking Luo Lian's upper body, which was originally cultivated in the late stage of Qicai, with the protection of his high-level soft armor, his own painted spear might not even be able to pierce the soft armor.

On the surface of this lake, Wang Xixi, who was extremely injured, and the monk in Tsing Yi, who had an unbelievable look on his face, heard three cries of pain from the four people above the lake in a very short period of time, and at the same time, except for Chen Yun, the corners of the mouths of the other three people overflowed with blood.

Wang Xian, who was not lightly injured in front of him, was seriously injured when his soul was agitated, although he stimulated the power of the soft armor and tried his best to dodge, he was still stabbed by the death-like 'blood-drinking sword' from the lower abdomen, and when he flew, the blood spilled into the sky and floated into the deep lake, and the cry of pain was also the highest.

After the pale green pillar of light collided with the wall of light of Na Luo Lone, because it was the 'Wood Spirit Gathering Tube' stimulated by the remaining multiple qi, the attack power of the pillar of light was not very strong, and the spiritual sense was also shocked a lot, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding at the same time, and he also exclaimed in pain slightly.

And after stimulating this 'Wood Spirit Gathering Yuan Cylinder', the vitality in her body at this moment is almost completely exhausted, although at this time she is running the exercises and carrying out the essence transformation, but compared to the consumption of vitality, it is a drop in the bucket, and now although her cultivation is still in the middle of the Seven Colors, the actual attack power is almost not as good as that of the monk in the middle of the Eight Desolations, even if she wants to recover to the peak of the Eight Desolations, she can't do it without an hour, and suddenly consumes a lot of essence blood, which will make her face extremely pale.

But Na Luo Lin was not comfortable at this time, although the light green pillar of light was mostly blocked by the power of the wall of light, there was still some remaining pillar of light, impacting his chest. Aggravated the injury again, but this was relatively speaking. Not the reason for his painful exhalation, a paintgun that suddenly attacked from behind. is the reason why this hard-hearted Luo Lin really cried out.

The moment the painted spear attacked, it was really the moment when he used the flying sword to attack Wang Xian, and at this time, he had just been hit by the pillar of light, and there was a slight shock in his spiritual sense, which was just right, and the accurate calculation of the move shot through his thigh extremely sharply, and a piercing pain made him cry out in pain. And the anger in his heart also gushed out.

A shocking blood hole appeared from Luo Lone's leg, and the moment the painted spear stabbed it, the blood gushing out was far above Wang Xian, but it was quickly stopped by this Luo Lone.

At this time, after this Luo Lin was severely injured twice in a row, although his strength fell to the peak of the Eight Desolations, he was the strongest person in the fighting circle.

After this round of attacks, this Luo Lin took a look at the two Bai Ruoli and Wang Xian in front of him, who had almost become ineffective. With a cruel sneer on his face, he was sure that these two people would die today.

Then this Luo Lin quickly turned around and quickly retreated four or five zhang after the attack, and Chen Yun, who was ten zhang away from him, looked coldly.

"It's amazing. Dare to sneak attack me Luo Lian, junior, you are even flying in the air now. I'm afraid you can't hold on to a pillar of incense, you want to save people today. I'll see who's going to save you now!" said Naro, with a grim look in his eyes.

Chen Yun's move in front of him must not open a bloody hole in his thigh. And it also slightly injured the leg bones, and at the same time rushed into a large amount of domineering vitality, flowing in his body, the hidden dangers are endless, although Luo Lin wants to kill Bai Ruoli and the others, but for Chen Yun, who has long been locked on the death list by the 'Jianlu', he is even more ruthless, not to mention that at this time, Chen Yun's really rose up with anger and strong killing intent.

The injury of the muscles and veins, for him who has cultivated deeply, can recover in a few days, but the attack of Chen Yuncai's gun has already substantially injured the muscles and bones, and it is estimated that it will not take a month, and it may not be able to recover as before.

"You're so badly injured, and you've been hit through your leg by my paintgun, and your vitality has entered your body, do you think you can hold on for a long time?" Chen Yun replied calmly.

After Chen Yun attacked that move, the vitality on his body was very small, and he barely maintained it in a suspended state, I am afraid that when he flies to the lake, it may be difficult, but he can't show weakness to the other party.

"No matter how seriously I am injured, it is enough to kill you a hundred times, you have killed Cheng Yuan, and now you dare to appear in front of my eyes, no one can save you today!" Luo Lin sneered and said, and at the same time began to urge the 'Blood Drinking Sword' in front of him, ready to immediately kill Chen Yun, who seemed to have a weak vitality in front of him.

Chen Yun looked behind Luo Lin and found that Wang Xian was still frowning at this time, showing a painful look, while Bai Ruoli looked at this, but his face obviously showed a feeling of powerlessness, and his face was also very pale.

And in front of him is the powerful Luo Lone, and on the side, more than twenty feet away, is a monk in Tsing Yi with a sneer on his face.

After Chen Yun's eyes swept around, he really felt that there was no way to escape, and his face couldn't help but show a trace of helplessness, for Mu Yuchen's dedication to repay his kindness, he really put his life here this time.

At this time, he didn't even have the ability to play the seal, but at the moment of anxiety in Chen Yun's heart, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, and he thought to himself, it seems that this is the only way. "You don't need to say, can I kill myself?"

After Chen Yun finished speaking, a strange smile appeared on his face, and then his body fell rapidly, falling from the air of about ten zhang towards the lake.

Suspended or soaring, both need to be driven by vitality, and can fly down from top to bottom, but it is very simple!

At the moment when the purple-clothed man Luo Lin urged the 'Blood Drinking Sword', when he was helpless, he came up with a solution that was not a solution: that is, to jump into the lake!

At the moment when Chen Yun fell rapidly, Luo Lin was slightly stunned, but he quickly showed a sneer on his face, knowing in his heart that Chen Yun's current situation was even worse than he had guessed!

The moment Chen Yun fell, Luo Lian's 'Blood Drinking Sword' also shot towards Chen Yun from in front of him, and the speed exceeded Chen Yun's falling speed.

Fortunately, Chen Yun was originally ten zhang away from Luo Lone, otherwise Chen Yun would not be able to make the decision even if he wanted to commit suicide by jumping into the lake!

But Chen Yun is definitely not a person who commits suicide on his own initiative, even if there is a glimmer of life, he has to fight!

When the 'Blood Drinking Sword' was less than three zhang away from Chen Yun, there was a 'plop', and Chen Yun fell into the lake.

At the same time as the water splashed, the 'Blood Drinking Sword' flew over rapidly, if it was in the heyday of Luo Lone. Even if Chen Yun was ten zhang away from him, his 'Blood Drinking Sword' could be the last to strike. But when the strength fell to the peak of the Eight Desolations, the speed of the 'Blood Drinking Sword' still slowed down a lot.

Chen Yun was in the water at the moment. Immediately swam towards the bottom of this lake with all his strength, although he was extremely consumed at the moment, his body was still good, and the foundation of the previous exercises was still there.

And according to Chen Yun's thoughts, after his cultivation breaks through to the middle stage of the Eight Desolations, even if he holds his breath in the water, he can barely hold on to half a pillar of incense, and if he can live longer, he must insist, who wants to take the initiative to choose death!

Chen Yun was at the time of life and death. has a strong will to survive, because he still has too many things to complete, as long as there is a glimmer of opportunity, he will never give up!

But when Chen Yun had just dived about two zhang deep into the lake with a radius of one or two miles of extremely deep water, he felt that something was chasing after him quickly.

Chen Yun was slightly shocked in his heart, knowing that the blood-red flying sword of the purple-clothed man Luo Lin was driven into the bottom of the water by him and chased after him.

"If you want to kill me like this, you can't even jump into the lake, then you can chase after me!" Chen Yun thought in the cold lake. Then he didn't continue to dive vertically, but began to constantly change the route of swimming, he didn't believe that a flying sword that was artificially controlled above the lake could be as flexible as a big living person!

Soon in that lake. Chen Yun was like a swimming fish, constantly changing its route and paddling with all his might, and the 'blood-drinking sword' behind it was like a blood-red flying harpoon. In the back, he pursued with all his might, and his speed was obviously above Chen Yun. The only thing Chen Yun can take the initiative is that he can change direction in advance. Delay the pursuit speed of the flying sword with agility.

But even so, Chen Yun, who had dived into the water for two or three feet, it was difficult for him to continue diving for a while, and the breath-holding time of about half a pillar of incense was about to pass.

On the extremely wide lake, there happened to be a breeze blowing at this time, Chen Yun was like a hungry man who hadn't eaten meat for three months, desperately breathing the cool mountain breeze, Chen Yun had never felt that the air on the lake had actually made him so greedy!

"It turns out that people really can't lose their breath!" Chen Yun said secretly in his heart, and then raised his head vigilantly and looked up.

At this time, above Chen Yun, Bai Ruoli, who had been hanging in the air to heal his injuries and recover his vitality, actually fought with Luo Lin again, and Wang Xian, who was also very seriously injured, was suspended more than ten zhang away from the two of them, I don't know if he was too seriously injured to make a move, or if he was waiting for an opportunity.

When Chen Yun was just about to take another look at Wang Xixi, who had been injured in front of him and fell to the water, he suddenly found that the Tsing Yi monk in the sky was actually flying rapidly and flying towards him, and at the same time, he used the extremely cold flying sword in front of him, and even flew towards him in advance, which was not small.

Although this monk in green clothes was seriously injured by Chen Yun, after this period of pill recuperation and self-healing, he temporarily suppressed the injury, although the strength he exerted was also in the middle of the Eight Desolations, but it was more than enough to kill Chen Yun at this moment.

For Chen Yun, the person who seriously injured himself, even if Luo Lin didn't give an order, the monk in Tsing Yi would definitely not let it go.

Chen Yun, who had just taken a few breaths, saw that the monk in green clothes had not been able to control the flying sword and kill again, he cursed in his heart, took a quick breath, and then sank into the lake.

At the moment when Chen Yun sank, at this time, in the air one or two hundred zhang above the side of the lake, a silver-white eagle appeared, and when the giant eagle saw the situation on the lake below, it suddenly let out a long roar and flew towards the lake surface rapidly, so fast that it was not under a monk in the early stage of the Seven Colors.

But Chen Yun, who sank into the lake, couldn't see this at this time, but even if he saw it, when the monk in Tsing Yi was chasing him at this moment, he could only dive.

When Chen Yun dived about three or four zhang, he felt that a flying sword was chasing after him, and he immediately increased his speed and went downstream.

But this deep lake is really deep, and Chen Yun doesn't dare to sink too deep, otherwise it will be difficult to float up to breathe.

When Chen Yun dived about four zhang, he stopped diving, and began to prepare to continue to fight with the flying sword in front of him, and the flying sword that came after him did not disappoint Chen Yun, when Chen Yun swam horizontally for three or four zhang, the flying sword chased from behind from three zhang less than extremely sharp, which may be the reason for the extreme cold of the ice sword, wherever the sword passed, it was not loud, and the lake water that passed in a short period of time showed signs of freezing.

Chen Yun didn't dare to slack off, waved his hands, and paddled rapidly, although his spiritual sense in the water was limited to a certain extent, he could still sense the movement within ten zhang, and the ice sword seemed to be in this water, and the speed was also very fast.

But after Chen Yun dodged the flying spurs in the water three or four times from this extremely cold ice sword, the ice sword actually flew away from behind him and flew towards the lake.

After Chen Yun felt that the flying sword came out of the water, although he was a little puzzled, whether he was to maintain a high degree of vigilance, wondered if the attack time was too short, and was worried that the other party would change his strategy, and when he couldn't stand the outcrop, the thunder struck!

Chen Yun hovered in the water, and began to think about the next countermeasures, limited by the barrier of the lake, Chen Yun could not detect the situation three or four feet above the lake, but after a few breaths, Chen Yun dived again, and then began to swim quietly from the water towards the shore.

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In fact, even if Chen Yun surfaced at this moment, there would be no problem, because the giant eagle that flew down rapidly from above was Chen Yun's mount Xiaoyin.

After leaving Chen Yun, this kid Yin has been flying within a radius of dozens of miles, generally waiting for Chen Yun, after flying to this area unintentionally, with extremely sharp eagle eyes, he quickly found that Chen Yun was attacked on the surface of the lake, and found that Chen Yun seemed to be extremely tired at the moment.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the little silver eagle, like a silver hurricane, whistling from the sky above the lake.

At a very fast speed, when this kid Yin swooped into the sky thirty or forty zhang above the monk in Tsing Yi, he began to wave his silver wings, and soon two arc-shaped wind blades about half a zhang were attacking towards the man in Tsing Yi at a very fast speed.

Xiaoyin's overall attack strength, only Chen Yun alone has deeply experienced, if Chen Yun does not use the 'Overlapping Shadow' method, if he wants to win Xiaoyin, he will have to fight for at least one or two hours to have a result, or even more than that, according to Chen Yun's estimate, if Xiaoyin is not defensive, his attack strength is basically close to the level of a monk at the peak of the Eight Desolations.

Although Xiao Yin is a fourth-level demon beast, his natural divine air blade attack power is very strong, and his true yuan is even stronger than the Golden Retriever Roar, this kid Yin is definitely not an ordinary silver eagle demon beast.

The man in Tsing Yi originally wanted to take the opportunity to kill Chen Yun, but he found that a big eagle suddenly flew from the air, and suddenly attacked him indiscriminately, and when the wind blade came over, his ice pick and cold mist were easily broken, and at this time, the monk in Tsing Yi, whose strength had dropped sharply, was shocked in his heart, and quickly drove back the flying sword that chased and killed Chen Yun, while desperately resisting the hateful attack of the giant eagle's wind blade, and generally approached the purple-clothed man Luo Lone.

But just now, when I saw this Tsing Yi man using a flying sword to attack Chen Yun's Xiao Yin, he seemed to hate this Tsing Yi man very much, and flew out seven or eight wind blades with all his might, and he was so shocked that the Tsing Yi man shouted at Luo Lin who was thirty feet away: "Fifth young master, save me!" (to be continued......