The purple air is cold, and two NPC masters of Quanzhen Sect fell backwards straight and fell backwards on the muddy woods. The non-fatal injuries pierced by Yi Yun's body have already been initially healed with the help of the recovery power of powerful internal strength. For masters of a certain level, if they were not fatal injuries, they would not damage the meridians, and they could recover quickly through the healing ability of high-level internal strength. Of course, this must be based on the absence of continuous blows, otherwise the load exceeds the repair speed, which is not possible after all.

Four Quanzhen Sect and an NPC hermit master of the Tomb Sect system looked around in horror, and after a moment, his eyes returned to calm and indifferent, and he fell into the mood of selflessness. Yiyun slowly raised her head expressionlessly, glanced at the four people, and her eyes fell into the mood of selflessness again. "The legendary master is indeed worthy of his reputation! But under the joint efforts of the five of us, unless you are determined to escape, there will be only one disciple who will die!"

Yiyun's figure flashed, and Zixiao's sword technique slashed out an arc sword energy towards the speaker. The raindrops sprinkled in all directions. The Taoist faced Yiyun's fatal blow and raised his sword to meet him. The other four waving their palms to attack the raindrops. At the same time, they attacked Yiyun. Zixiao's aura flashed and the five people's eyes shook. The Taoist who had just made a move suddenly lost his sword intention, and watched the arc sword energy turn into a little starlight and penetrated his throat.

Yiyun's sword kept spinning in the air, and the Zixiao sword instantly cut off the throat of the ancient tomb sect's artistic conception master. At this time, the other three Taoists had recovered. The three flowers gathered to pin the palms, and the Supreme Innate Sword attacked Yiyun with all its strength.

Yiyun's left hand finger poured into internal force and attacked Sanhua's palm. The Taoist's entire right arm burst into pieces. Yiyun's body flashed and forced penetration into the two swords. Zixiao's aura flashed and the two throats suddenly burst into blood. Before he died, he used the power of the sword in his hand to re-shoot it.

Isn't it easy for the two Taoists to fight back with all their might before they died? The free energy around them gathered wildly on the sword body, and Yiyun was trapped in the center by the airtight aura. The brave Yang Palm, who had lost one arm behind her, attacked again. Yiyun's left hand pointed at the sword body flying to the left with a purple qi point. The sharp attack was shocked by Yiyun's highly condensed internal force.

Zixiao Sword clamped the internal force and drove the sharp blade flying to the right side in half. Yiyun quickly rotated herself and Yang Jian stabbed her toward the throat of the Taoist man behind her. The blood in the Taoist man's throat burst out, but at the last moment, his left palm was completely pressed on Yiyun's chest on the right side. Yiyun was thrown away dozens of meters by the Taoist man's attack and broke a thick tree before he stopped.

Yiyun put her sword in the sheath, held the hilt in her right hand and stood upright with her body. Her eyes gradually emerged from the selfless mood, staring at a thick tree twenty feet away with expressionless face. Xier, who was bright red, slowly turned out from behind the tree and walked towards Yiyun with a light step, still had a beautiful smile on her face as usual. "Hehehe...Yiyun? It seems that there are two people approaching here again..."

Xi'er stopped in front of Yiyun and said with a smile, saying that she was about to take a step. Yiyun's Zixiao sword suddenly came out of the sheath, clamping the highly condensed Qi Jin and pointed at Xi'er flat, "I will carry the way I chose myself!" Xi'er's long hair was blowing with strong winds brought by the sword force, and Xi'er smiled and said nothing. Two black shadows gradually appeared behind Yiyun.

Yiyun put his sword in the sheath, and turned his body to meet the man and woman who arrived. The woman was obviously an NPC master of the ancient tomb sect. She had high light skills and her Mercedes-Benz speed was several feet faster than the man and was ahead. She drew the sword with a cold expression and rushed towards Yiyun, using the mysterious iron sword technique. Yiyun's figure flashed, suddenly accelerated, and jumped up. At the moment the two of them were in the air, Yiyun held the scabbard in her left hand and shook the sharp blade from bottom to top, and her right hand suddenly drew the sword out of the sheath.

The woman's throat splattered blood and fell to the ground, but when she was dying, Yang's hand shot out a hidden weapon. Even though Yiyun was prepared for a long time, she was still shot into her left arm by a hidden weapon that was far faster than others. Yiyun's body rotated in the air and flew sideways, using her left arm. Suddenly, several places in the needle were blown out by Qi Jin and bleeding holes, and black blood flew out with Qi Jin.

After Yiyun's feet fell steadily to the ground, several acupoints on his left arm had already been sealed. At this time, Quanzhen's hermit had already drawn his sword and rushed towards Yiyun. Yiyun had a single hand, holding the hilt of Zixiao's sword that was sheathed in the air, and shot the scabbard towards the man who was pounced on him with energy. However, the man was extremely agile and swung his body in the air to avoid it. Yiyun's body flashed closely. The Zixiao sword pierced out like a sudden bright beam of light. Zixiao's aura suddenly lit up, and a white air mask mixed with it also lit up.

Yiyun was in the sword on her left shoulder. The man retreated with blood in his chest. Yiyun flashed and caught up with him. The second sword took action again. Several star lights were sandwiched with hundreds of raindrops. The man's throat, heart, and abdomen were penetrated by star lights at the same time. More than 20 acupoints on his body were penetrated by raindrops at the same time.

Yiyun spitted blood in her mouth, leaning against the tree trunk beside her, barely standing. Zixiao's sword body fell into the soil and stood quietly. Xi'er walked gently to Yiyun, Yiyun grabbed Xi'er's left wrist and slowly looked up at Xi'er and said, "Yes, you didn't lie to me, the color of the world is still light red, but a layer of light grid is added, as if it was covered by a layer of extremely light red fish nets... Ha, hehehe..." A thick lightning suddenly lit up, illuminating the night extremely bright...

Yiyun seems to remember...

Xi'er was pulled into her arms by herself. Xi'er's right palm lit up her purple-red energy, but when it hit her heart, she stopped and then hanged down again...

He staggered and then took a few steps back, shouting, "Killing is a sin! So what!? I will carry my choice myself! Haven't you carried it alone yet?!" Xier turned her head slightly, her expression looking miserable...

Xier leaned on her shoulder and said something softly...

"You have said it long ago, there will be no next time!" He shouted at Xier with anger out of control. Xier's eyes in front of him were extremely complicated, and he nodded slightly unconsciously.

Yiyun's hand was still holding Xi'er's left wrist. Xi'er raised her face less than half a distance in front of Yiyun, holding a beautiful smile as usual, staring at Yiyun. The pouring rain fell on the two of them continuously. The rain was cold, and Yiyun felt it. What was the matter with the several scenes flashing in her mind?

"Just..." Yiyun hesitated and spoke out one by one the intermittent fragments flashing in her mind, "Hehehe...Yiyun? Soon, you will get used to the occasional hallucinations..." Yiyun murmured half-believingly, "Is the hallucination?"

"Hahaha... Yiyun? Is everything in your eyes... covered by a light red net?" Yiyun laughed, "It doesn't matter anymore. Everything in your eyes is like this, so what does it mean?"

Xier gently stuffed a porcelain bottle into Yiyun's arms, turned her body and walked away lightly, "Hehehe...Yiyun? It turns out that I was wrong too... If you die, I will hold a blood sacrifice for you...I will..." The heavy rain was still falling, and Xier's figure gradually disappeared into the rain curtain.

Yiyun took out the porcelain bottle in her arms, a magic medicine to recover internal injuries, a magic medicine to accelerate meridian healing, and a magic medicine to accelerate external injuries. Yes, Yiyun now needs these things very much. If the internal strength is less, then it will be consumed by two minutes. Many meridians on her body are damaged or broken, and the wounds on her left shoulder and arm have lost the help of the deep internal strength to recover, and blood still seeps out slowly.

The strength of the enemy in the battle tonight is definitely not comparable to that of the Battle of the Off-Grievance Valley, and it is even more impossible to kill with a sword that does not require a few internal strength. No matter how fast the speed is, if the additional internal strength is insufficient, even if the master's internal strength is not enough, it will not be able to break the master's internal strength. Therefore, although the number of people in this battle in the night is more than a thousand miles away from the Battle of the Off-Grievance Valley, the consumption of internal strength is far more than that of the Battle of the Off-Grievance Valley!

System prompts: Since your murderous aura reaches 1 billion, the murderous aura is automatically converted into a murderous intent layer, the forced penetration effect is 100%, and it is automatically solidified. All attributes are increased by 10 points and the internal force is increased by 5%. The new special effect spiral aura is activated by 1%. This is, a long time ago, after Yiyun killed a master, the system prompt...

No one does not need to use medicine. Even if you are a legendary master, even if one day you will become the best in the world, there will always be a time when you need medicine to save your life. Yiyun hasn't brought any medicine for a long time. From today, Yiyun decided to buy good medicine with you.

Yiyun took a while to take medicine and had recovered her energy slightly. She picked up the scabbard and eight golden snake cones one by one, and used her light skills to rush towards the depths of the woods. The Golden Snake Sword and the Golden Snake Cone can be refreshed, but if she has not taken over the task of killing the sword, even if she can only see the tombstone of the Golden Snake Langjun in the lonely burial place, it is impossible to find the items. Over the years, she has only saved more than 30 golden snake cones. Yiyun usually only carries eight with her, so she naturally cannot be lost.

In the hall of the Vermillion Bird Altar, dozens of top masters of the Shenzhou Gang gathered. Ming Xue hesitated and said, "Burn, may he have been able to intercept so many hermit-level masters to come here alive?" Buchuang said with a plain expression, "He must be able to, and he will definitely come."

The Vajra held two divine weapons with one long and one short hand and said coldly, "He will come, but I have said that this time, I will never take action. Even if you all die, I will not take action."

The sad and heartbroken face showed a little uneasy. He looked at Vajra but said nothing. Youque glanced at Vajra with frivolous glance and said, "Since Xiaojian has agreed specifically, we naturally have no objection, but I also hope that Vajra Deputy Gang leader will not help outsiders because of his infatuation."

Vajra coldly said, "No need to remind the elders of lack! " "Vajra is a very principled person. He will never forget his position. The elders of lack are unnecessary worries." Long Yin said in a bad tone, "If you have principles, you will still rob someone else's wife!"

Bucun said in a faint tone, "Deputy Leader Long Yin, it seems that you dare not even take Xiao Jian's words seriously. You have no ability to keep a woman's heart, but you resent others instead?"
Chapter completed!