Chapter 1327: Invincible

Lu Yi's sword intent appeared in front of Wang Yun instantly.
Wang Yun was caught off guard.
"boom!"
Wushuang Jianyi blasted on the top of Zhanxianjue, knocking Wang Yun out of the air, vomiting blood.
"What, he defeated the Lord?"
"Even the magical powers created by the Sword God can be suppressed, what kind of technique does he use?"
"too frightening."
"This kid is really against the sky, Zhan Xianjue can't stop him."
Zhan Xianjue was so famous that it was created by the Sword God himself. It could be said that this was a very powerful killer move, but it could not stop Lu Yi.
Although everyone had seen it, Lu Yigang was able to lift Wang Yun away. It was a trick, because the sword aura suddenly soared and Wang Yun was caught off guard, but in the end, Wang Yun was defeated.
If you lose, you lose. This is an indisputable fact.
"Cough cough..." Wang Yun kept coughing up blood, dishevelled, and no longer the previous style, but the murderous in his eyes became heavier, staring at Lu Yi firmly.
He did not expect that with the strength of the venerable, he not only failed to kill Lu Yi, but also forced him to use the Sword God Temple's stunts one after another. Even Zhan Xianjue used it, and he still suffered heavy losses, which made it difficult for him. accept.
"puff!"
Wang Yun spit out a mouthful of blood, then gritted his teeth and stared at Lu Yi, and said sternly: "The little Houtian realm has such a fighting spirit. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant. However, it was my carelessness that made you succeed. The real beginning."
"Om!"
There was a trembling in the void, Wang Yun grasped the black iron black sword tightly, and his whole body was enveloped by a dense black light, killing intent to the sky, his eyes were like the Hades from hell, extremely cold.
"The people in the Sword God Temple are really amazing."
"Even the Venerable is so terrifying, no wonder the Sword God Temple is so powerful."
"No such disciple can become an inner disciple of the Sword God Temple. From this we can see how terrifying the Sword God Temple is."
None of the people present were calm, their faces were full of shock, and their hearts were full of shock, staring at the two figures in the sky.
Lu Yi's eyes were solemn. Just now, he used nine steps and nine layers to suddenly explode. He wanted to catch his opponent by surprise and kill him, but he didn't expect Wang Yun to die.
Ugh!
Lu Yi sighed. After all, his realm was too low. If he was in the noble realm, Wang Yun could be killed with a single sword just now.
But even so, he admired Lu Wushuang very much in his heart. The Wushuang sword intent he used was the Wushuang sword energy created by Lu Wushuang, but he didn't expect it to be so terrifying.
Predictably, Wushuang Jianyi is really a big killer.
"Zhanxian Jue!" Wang Yun shouted.
A black light pierced through the world, and Wang Yun was holding a black black sword of black iron, stepping closer to Lu Yi.
The murderous aura soaring to the sky was like a tide, surging in piles, and Wang Yun's pace was not fast, but the murderous intent on his body made everyone present fearful.
With every step he fell, the mountains and rivers were trembling, and every step he fell was like stepping on a person's heart, which puts a lot of pressure on people and makes people breathless.
Wang Yun suddenly quickened his pace, approaching Lu Yi, killing intent swept the Quartet.
"boom!"
Wang Yun held the black black sword of black iron and cut it down, as if he was about to smash the stars, possessing an unstoppable power.
The sword energy erupted, and the black light enveloped it, like a sea of ​​, boundless, pressing over and submerging Lu Yi.
Zhanxianjue is very scary. If the realm is high enough, it can really kill the gods. At this moment, Wang Yun shot, condescending, like a demon king shooting a mortal.
"It's over, Lu Yi is over."
"He is dead."
"Under the Slashing Immortal Judgment, it is difficult for the gods to survive."
Lu Yi changed color and retreated quickly. At this time, Wang Yun's momentum was winning. If he didn't retreat, he would suffer serious trauma if he did not die.
brush--
Lu Yi stepped out ten feet away.
"boom!"
Murderous spirit followed.
Every time Wang Yun swung his sword, thousands of murderous auras attacked him, all slashing towards Lu Yi, leaving Lu Yi nowhere to hide, and wanted to kill Lu Yi completely.
"Is this Zhanxian Jue? It's terrible."
"Can this big killer be blocked?"
"The younger generation is estimated to be unmatched."
"It is said that the Sword God used this trick to kill a lot of powerful people, and the blood was spilled all over the world, and it didn't drain for three months."
The eyes of the prince and Sirius were very deep, staring at Wang Yun's sword intent, trying to find flaws in it, but after watching for a long time, they didn't see anything.
The further Lu Yi's hind legs, the tighter Wang Yun chased.
He has nowhere to go now.
"Damn, fight it!"
Thinking of this, Lu Yi held swords in both hands and used Wushuang sword intent to fight against Wang Yun.
When we meet on a narrow road, only the brave can give birth.
Lu Yi desperately.
He kept taking out his sword, and his Wushuang sword aura was brought into full play by him.
The two swords are intended to collide in the air.
"boom!"
The void collapsed and black holes appeared.
"Boy, don't struggle in vain, it's useless, you are dead today!" Wang Yun shouted, the cold light in his eyes thicker.
boom!
The thick black light wrapped him in it, making him look like a demon just born.
On the ground, everyone watching the battle was trembling, retreating quickly, and the aura emanating from Wang Yun made them feel suffocated.
Murderous.
Sword intent is surging.
The bones of Lu Yi's whole body crackled and crackled. After all, his realm was too low to be Wang Yun's opponent. Those murderous auras were like huge boulders, rolling over him. If he were not strong enough, he would have died long ago. deal.
puff!
Lu Yi spit out a mouthful of blood.
"boom!"
Zhan Xianjue was terrible to the extreme, and the endless sword intent merged with the heaven and the earth, drowning Lu Yi in it.
"It's over, this time the surname is completely over."
"Even if the gods come, they can't save him."
"Unfortunately, I suffered a realm loss."
Everyone opened their eyes wide and stared at the sky nervously.
Many people are sorry.
They knew that if Lu Yi grew up, he would definitely be a master who could kill the immortals and destroy the gods and sweep the world. Unfortunately, he had no chance.
"boom!"
Lu Yi was struck by lightning and vomited blood.
No way, his opponent is too strong. It is a miracle that Lu Yi will hold the Heaven Realm under Wang Yun's hands for so long. With the combat power he has shown now, it is enough to disregard the younger generation.
However, even if he lost, Lu Yi did not back down.
He knew very well that if he flinched, he would only have a dead end. Even if Wang Yun didn't kill him, the Lafayette, the prince, Qin Zongheng, and Dongfang Yunfei would not let him go.
Only by moving forward can there be a ray of life.
He didn't want to just die like this.
He hasn't lived enough yet.
Lu Yi held the Xuanyuan sword, constantly evolving the unparalleled sword intent, and counterattacked.
"boom!"
Zhan Xianjue cut over again, Lu Yi was immediately carved with countless sword marks on his back, and a billowing black light enveloped him. Lu Yi suffered heavy injuries again, coughing up blood.
Lu Yi's life is hanging by a thread.
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