Legend of the Swordking Chapter 222: Zhan Youying

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"This is..."

The aura of the shadow rank dark race fighters is so terrifying that Chu Yang's voice is a little trembling, and the long sword in his hand shines brightly, saying: "Bu Yixuan, this is what you call the dark A higher life?"

"No."

I shook my head: "It's just a high-level dead life among the puppets. Let's go together. You Ying is definitely not something that one person can handle!"

Yun Muchen snorted coldly: "I don't think it is necessary. Don't be alarmist. Although this shadow has a strong aura, it is just a puppet with no brains. I can control him alone!"

Speaking, Yun Muchen is already on, the dark red long sword stabs away, the wind breaking sword tactics sword intent bursts out, the sharp air current produced by the tearing air is very harsh, and thousands of sword lights are turned into the air for a time. Booming towards You Ying, it is impossible to guard against. Yun Muchen's attack is a model of the unity of nature and man, no wonder it is so arrogant.

"Huhu..."

You Ying’s face is like waves of water, which makes people look at his face. It was only a moment before that I caught his real face. At this moment, he holds a long sword and looks up at Yun without moving. The countless sword intents that Mu Chen stabbed in the air, the broken cloak flew behind him for a while, and the sword intent forced out grooves on his body, seeming to be attacked at any time.

"Hit!"

The sword intent pierced You Ying's body, and Yun Muchen's face in the air was immediately full of joy.

Luo Yanjian frowned: "Not necessarily!"

In the air, water waves rippled and turned into gloomy rays of light. Yun Muchen's violent sword pierced the body of the shadow, and fell on the ground, piercing the rocks into deep gullies. Ying's body disappeared instantly, as if it had disappeared out of thin air, and Yun Muchen's sword intent had only pierced the afterimage.

"Puff!"

Yun Muchen, who had not yet landed, let out a sudden exclaim, a **** sword blade had pierced his abdomen, and his whole body was picked up in the air. You Ying's eyes were indifferent, and the blade was violent. In an instant, Yun Muchen's body was torn to pieces.

Yun Muchen, dead!

The dignified late-stage master of the Imperial Realm was actually killed by the shadow in one move!

Many people don’t even see how Yun Muchen was defeated. The reason why Yu Ying is called Yu Ying is that its speed and power are outstanding among death lives, and it is ruthless and cold. , Once dispatched, you must be immersed in the killing and fight the enemy endlessly. This is what I have learned a long time ago.

"If you don't want to end with Yunmu Chen, let's go together!"

I condensed the Moon Blade, and instantly raised the Dragon Breath Skill to the level of Long Zhan Yu Hai, with awe-inspiring eyes: "If we can't kill You Ying, then all of us will be killed by him. This is not a lie. !"

Everyone drew out their swords together, each raising their aura. In a blink of an eye, only dozens of spiritual practitioners left the shadows around the shadows, and there was a lifeless and solemn atmosphere above the entire lonely mountain. The speed is too fast, even so fast that our naked eyes can't catch it, then we can only lock it with the breath. Fortunately, the breath of the shadow is violent, and it is not difficult to lock it with the spirit orifice.

"Huhu..."

The shadow is still facing us calmly, with a long sword in his hand sizzling, swallowing the blood of Yun Muchen, and under the solitary peak, wisps of light blue soul power float down, whether there is... A blood witch? If there is a blood witch collecting the souls of the strong, then I am afraid that this is the only reason for the dark race to intervene in the Wilderness Summoning Order of the Western Regions. The souls of the strong humans can create truly powerful dead lives. The stronger the dead, the stronger the dead after the resurrection. Will be stronger!

Looking at You Ying's indifferent expression, I frowned and said softly: "Uncle Li Hai, why don't you return to the dust? Is this result what you want?"

Ghost: "..."

Feng Qingyi frowned and said: "Bu Yixuan, do you know him?"

I was silent: "An old person, be careful, he is about to attack!"

Before the words fell, the shadow suddenly lifted his sword and slammed away. The light on the long sword skyrocketed. The spiral force of death rules tore open the space, and went straight to the forehead of a spiritual practitioner in the middle of the earth. Go, the momentum was violent, distorted the space in an instant, and the speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see the trajectory of his attack.

The gust of wind thorn, at least the gust of wind thorn above the eighth level, but it is not spiritual power, but the power of the law of death.

"Puff..."

The spiritual practitioner in the middle of the imperial realm opened his eyes wide, unwilling to look at the huge blood hole in his chest, and fell straight down like this, and was instantly beheaded!

"Up!"

Chu Yang yelled violently, and the Nine Suns Sword Art was radiant, and instantly enveloped the shadows. For a time, countless fierce sword intents danced in the air, as if to burn everything and raged, even if it was You Ying, encountering this kind of Heavenly Imperial Realm, Eighth-Rank Jianxin level offensive, she also seemed a little hurried, flew back after a horrible howl, her eyes became fiercer, and she turned and attacked Chu Yang.

"Dead!"

It spoke, and its voice was exactly the same as the original Li Hai.

A trace of panic ran across Chu Yang's face, and his speed was completely unable to keep up. He could only use the strength of the long sword to destroy 50% of the Nine Suns Sword Art. As a result, the sword blade was completely opened with a sound of "peng". Ying’s long sword plunged into his lower abdomen like a thunder, and just as You Ying was about to slay Chu Yang, he attacked from the side with a strong cold force, six forms in one and the fourth form of the snowy sword art "Lou Ice Carving Qiong" , The blade blasted at You Ying's side like thunder.

"Peng!"

There was a loud noise. After all, I had the heavy power of two glaciers in one blow, coupled with the sharp edge of the carved ice carving Qiong, instantly blasted the shadow back nearly five meters, and Luowan and Luoyan on one side simultaneously Activating the Luo Shen Sword Art, the air was filled with the sound of gold and stone, and the sharp sword light raged, and instantly blasted on You Ying's body dozens of times.

Swipe it~~~!

The sword qi flying shuttle, as if it would cut the skin at any time, this fierce feeling is close to Chu Yang, who possesses a sword heart. What a Luo family's unique knowledge, the power of the Luo Shen Sword Art is so extraordinary, no wonder it will be evaluated as First-class swordsmanship is rare in the world, and it is no wonder that Chu Yang has always been polite to Luo Yan and Luo Wan. In fact, in terms of strength alone, Luo Yan and Luo Wan’s combination must be superior to Chu Yang, even within ten moves. Can defeat Chu Yang!

Countless sword lights are intertwined, and even an iron man may be bombarded into countless fragments. However, You Ying's body seems to be invincible, roaring out with a sword, forcing Luoyan and Luowan to be behind To evade its edge, You Ying's offensive should not be underestimated. Even Yun Muchen's level was directly killed in seconds, and no one dared to resist its blow.

"Drink!"

Yoying's move was poor, Tong Zhuo immediately launched a brutal force, the battle axe and people seemed to be a general bombardment behind the shadow, "Peng" slammed it forward several steps, Tong Zhuo His power is real, and it's no wonder that this summoning order always has his place, but he retreats as soon as he succeeds, not dare to neglect the slightest.

The dozens of people around almost all attacked like a dragonfly, and they would retreat with one blow, without fighting the shadows.

In less than ten minutes, the armor of the death rule on the surface of the shadow body has begun to shatter. After all, the spiritual practitioners around are not simple, whether it is the Nine Suns Sword Art or the Luoshen Sword Art, or me Each of the Snow Region Sword Art and Feng Qingyi’s Falling God Art can be regarded as a peculiar skill, while the strength of You Ying was up and down in the late Heavenly Imperial Realm, and was actually suppressed by us in a short time.

……

At this moment, a chilling death force suddenly enveloped the lonely mountain, and an old voice came from the forest in the distance: "Li Hai, you trash, don't you even have to do with these little dolls? Immediately kill them for me, the old man has no patience to wait for you to kill them one by one."

My brows are furrowed, and this sound seems to shock people's hearts. My heart can't help but contract and twitch. It is extremely uncomfortable. Just this roar is probably a domain attack, right?

Who is the old man?

Being able to command You Ying, I'm afraid it is already at the blood witch level.

Blood witch, the real high death life.

It's over, it's probably over this time.

Never mind the whole army of dark races, and now there is actually a blood witch sitting here, let alone our group of young spiritual practitioners who participated in the summoning order, even the masters of the star imperial realm may not escape.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The shadow that Li Hai transformed into roared, and his aura suddenly nearly doubled again. The sharp sword swept away with a strong death energy. The blood-red light was like a real attack. Several spiritual practitioners were too late. To avoid, he immediately fell to his knees, his body burst banging, and then completely annihilated into a bunch of blood and blood.

"Be careful of the blood mist!"

Feng Qingyi snorted, flipping her fingers, and repeatedly bursting out the sword of the falling god, scoffing, scoffing and blasting the blood mist that hit her.

Luo Yan and Luo Wan urged the Luo Shen Sword Art to explode dozens of beheads instantly, the sword intent raged fiercely, and the blood mist was scattered.

And I was stabs the moon blade, Qi Ruohan Xing attacked the shadow with countless frost particles, and also blasted the blood mist to blow away, but there were still wisps of blood mist on the body, suddenly The light of the undead rose soaring, and there was a feeling of erosion. Fortunately, most of the blood mist was blasted away by me, and this erosion power was also weakened a lot, otherwise the end might be the same as those who died in battle. .

At this time, no one dared to neglect, they launched fierce attacks to kill You Ying.

Youying is not dead, we are the ones who die.

And not only the shadows, but also a group of third-stage dead and life corpse guards constantly pouring up the hillside, which is very annoying. With this fierce offensive, the only dozens of us left have dropped again. After a lot of it, the **** list in the sky was single and glowing as before, but there were already fewer than ten names on it.