Chapter 465: Sword flashes

The wind is strong and ghostly.
The cloudy sky suddenly stopped with Ding Haochen's low drink, and then all the ghosts of the Yin wind were like a river returning to the sea, gathered together in a mighty manner, and injected it into the dark machete of Ding Haochen.
The dark sword-shaped mang looks like a practise, cuts through the sky, and envelopes the cloud of leaves, without any room to hide.
This was Ding Haochen's strongest attack. After the sword was cut, he could not control it.
This knife, only to move forward, there is no possibility of shrinking.
The smile on Ye Yun's face disappeared, looking slightly dignified. Although he estimated that the Jiuyou Demon Sword would be extremely powerful, he did not expect it to be so powerful. It can be said that this is the strongest attack he has encountered directly, and with his physical body now he almost feels irresistible.
Of course, the strongest attack he encountered was the magical power of the Fire Cloud Saint and Shui Qingxuan, but he did not feel it directly. Although he felt the power of it, he was not as intuitive as he is now. between.
The dark and dark light and shadow came at once, and the sword slashed sharply.
Ye Yun's eyes flickered abruptly in his eyes, there was no terror on his face, and no fear. He stepped forward without stepping back, purple shadows flickering in his hands, and the water was rippling.
"Thundercloud lightsaber!"
The purple shadow sword trembled in his hands, and the violent thunder sounded instantly, rumbling and deafening. The purple electric snake flew around the Purple Shadow Sword, and each electric mang contained the destruction power that made the world fearful.
The purple shadow sword flew up and down, but in a flash Ye Yun turned out the first three moves of the Thunder Cloud Lightsaber. The speed was so fast that it seemed like a move, only to see the purple lightning bolt shot out of the sword, as rough as The child's arm, with a thundering thunder, shot at the dark black ink-like Nine Demon Slayer.
boom!
The two attacks collided fiercely, and the violent power burst out instantly, and a shock wave emerged out of nowhere, rushing wildly in all directions.
Zheng Tong's complexion changed greatly. He just insisted that he just stood outside thirty or forty feet. He thought that Ye Yun and Ding Haochen's fierce battle would not affect him. It was impossible to hurt him if there were aftermath of battle. he.
The thought of Ye Yun and Ding Haochen's repair turned out to be so powerful. Two attacks collided in the air, and the power that broke out was beyond imagination. They were so powerful that they could condense Jindan in half a step. Zheng Tong also could hardly resist it, couldn't help but retreat, and withdrew from his feet 50 to 60 feet away to stabilize his footsteps, his face full of horror.
"It's a very powerful attack. How can these two guys' cultivation be so powerful?" Zheng Tong said in astonishment on his face.
"Brother Zheng Tong, can't you resist it?" There were voices from dozens of feet behind him, but those two disciples who came with Ding Haochen.
Zheng Tong frowned slightly, glanced back at them, and suddenly said, "Not good."
His body flickered, and he shot towards the left front, rushing to the named disciple who was just hit by Ye Yun.
However, how powerful Ye Yun and Ding Haochen's attack was, the shock wave spread like a tsunami, and hit the body that had just stood up.
puff!
A spit of blood spurted from his mouth, and the whole person flew upside down again. The blood did not fall from the air at all costs, and was sprinkled on the slate floor, like a gorgeous blood flower, shocking.
Zheng Tong flew up, grabbed him, then leapt abruptly, and retreated beyond a hundred feet. He raised his hand on the aorta behind the disciple's neck. There was a very faint beating and he was not dead.
"Brother Zheng, what about Brother Shen?"
The two named disciples also rushed over and landed next to Zheng Tong.
Zheng Tong shook his head, his face was extremely dignified, and said: "It is only half a breath that we are going to die. You are so good at nursing. It is best to take it back to find the first old man in him. It should be able to survive."
The two disciples were originally worried. When they heard that they were required to take the dying man back in front of them, they also looked for Tianyunzi treatment and faced each other. You look at me, I look at you, and no one agreed.
"What's wrong?" Zheng Tong turned to glance at them, and raised his eyebrows slightly. "This is your fellowship? If you don't treat it as soon as possible, this kid will die."
The two disciples narrowed their eyes slightly, then looked away, watching the dark machete in the sky blocked by the purple swordman, making a whining noise.
Zheng Tong is astonished. These named disciples competed to become the fourth official disciples of Tianyunzi. At this moment, this unlucky guy is in danger. If they can be treated at will, it is only possible to find Tianyunzi. Survive. What is the character of Tianyunzi? They don't care about the life and death of these disciples at all. In his eyes, it is not worth spending too much thought on discipling the disciples. If they are not enough cultivation, they die.
Zheng Tong shook his head, raised his hand and found a pill of elixir, and sent it to the brother of Shen Shi, who was killed on the day of the evening, and took him back to the gate of his own courtyard and placed it on the stone road.
In the distance, the dark swordmang and purple swordmang still stalemate, there is no half concession, and no one can see who has the advantage.
"Ye Yun, your cultivation is really good, but I despise you." Ding Haochen's voice sounded, and it seemed a bit difficult to hear him press the word.
Ye Yun also injected almost all the spirit of the Thunder Spirit into it, and the true energy was continuously conveyed into the Purple Shadow Sword. Once he relaxed slightly, the dark sword in front of the mountain would fall down severely. At that time he may die without a burial place.
"What's the use of knowing what's wrong now? When I break your Nine Demon Slayer, I will kill you on the spot." Ye Yun screamed angrily, if it was not Ding Haochen's interruption, he might have already Inferred from Thor's Sword.
"We have the same strength, and we will definitely not be able to tell the difference between one and a half. It is better to withdraw and stop together. It can be regarded as no match." Ding Haochen said in a deep voice.
Ye Yun laughed dismissively and said, "Now you know that you're scared? But it's too late."
Ding Haochen did not have some support, but he did not dare to withdraw first. At that time, Ye Yun ’s attacks would flow like a wave of waves. Once he lost the upper hand, he would be restrained everywhere.
"What am I afraid of? I just think that you and me are similar. You shouldn't waste your strength here. You should practice well and wait for the trial to begin. Otherwise, if we are all seriously injured, we will give Jiang a few of them cheaply."
Ye Yun frowned slightly, his eyes narrowed, and said, "That's right, it's true."
"Okay, I counted one or two and everyone withdrew from the attack at the same time. What do you think?" Ding Haochen was overjoyed, and now he knew that Ye Yun was the strongest opponent in this disciple battle, and it was unwise to fight with him .
"Okay, then you just count." Ye Yun said, nodded.
Ding Haochen smiled and whispered: one, two, three ... "
He just exported the three words, and suddenly all the vitality in the body condensed a little, and frantically injected into the Jiuyou Demon Slash. If Ye Yun withdrew his attack at this moment, then under the pursuit of the Nine Evil Demon Slash, it is equivalent to adding the power of the Thunder Lightning lightsaber, and the two attacks merged and rushed to Ye Yun's chest.
If he is really successful, Ye Yun's physical body will not be able to resist it ~ EbookFREE.me ~ In a moment, he will be seriously injured.
However, Ye Yun is not a fledgling boy. Tian Jianzong's life has taught him for a few years. Don't trust others, let alone your opponents. In the face of powerful opponents, don't keep your hands. In order to win and survive, you can do whatever you can.
Ding Haochen injected all the vitality into the machete, and finally the Jiuyou slayer demolished it.
However, just as Ding Haochen's sullen smile appeared, he suddenly felt a more powerful force coming from the front, flowing from the purple shadow sword sacrificed by Ye Yun.
Thunder thundered, electric snakes fluttered.
Among the thunder and lightning in the sky, it seems that there is a Ruojian Jianmang that passes through everything and shoots at the Nine Evil Demon Slash.
Click!
With a light sound, Ding Haochen only felt that the scimitar, which was full of violent violence, suddenly lightened slightly. Just when he was puzzled, he saw a swordman cut through the void, with an unstoppable force to cut everything , Appeared instantly on his chest.
Ding Haochen was horrified, as if he saw the most incredible thing, his eyes were full of despair.
"Jianyi, this is Jianyi!"
Ding Haochen screamed in his heart, but didn't say anything, because he just felt a cold throat, and then all the sounds got stuck here, only a whining sound, and he couldn't hear what he was talking about.
The transparent Jianmang cut his throat and then cut it gently. Ding Haochen saw a blood line suddenly appear on his chest, and then it became thicker and thicker. Then he felt a severe pain from the chest, and the blood overflowed rapidly. Soaked in clothes.
"Jian Yi, he even has Jian Yi!"
Ding Haochen only felt the consciousness momentarily confused. He wanted to roar out this sentence in his chest, but only made a whining sound, his tall body fell to the ground, and blood ran down the slate.
Dead body dead!