Chapter 411: Take back the armor and kill the black youth
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"The young man in white clothes is really strong in swordsmanship! With only one magical sword technique, he once again blocked the opponent's menacing attack!"
"Yeah! Now that the black-clothed youth is forced to attack directly, if this can't break the white-clothed youth's mysterious defensive swordsmanship, then he will be completely defeated."
"This swordsmanship is really extraordinary, it is too strong."
There was a lot of discussion in the square.
Facing Ye Yun's dualistic sword tactics, they all felt an eye-opener.
This kind of swordsmanship is really amazing.
"It's a good time, and finally I don't want to be a tortoise."
Seeing that the black-clothed youth wanted to attack him close, Ye Yun couldn't help but sneered.
He still held the sword steadily across his chest, motionless.
The sword of habitat can defend against all attacks in the world.
The young man in black slammed into Ye Yun's approach like a cannonball, but when he was close to three feet away.
The young man in black found that the tip of the sword that had originally pierced his eyebrows had moved to the opponent's chest inexplicably.
And his original violent speed, at this moment, was like entering a muddy swamp, slowing down quickly.
It only moved a distance of two feet.
The black-clothed youth could no longer hand the sword in his hand to the opposite Ye Yun.
He was surprised to find that the other party held the sword across his chest, seeming to connect the whole world.
The sky and the earth fell on a silver long sword.
This powerful force makes it impossible for any attack to break through.
"So strong..."
The black-clothed youth was shocked, and he drew his sword abruptly and retreated.
The first draw was unsuccessful.
The entire sword body seemed to be trapped in the mud, unable to escape at all.
The second time he drew the sword, he used the mana of his whole body, poured into the Shura armor, and drew the sword in an instant.
"This person is so strong, I am not his opponent, I must leave here quickly."
The young man in black took a deep breath, and immediately prepared to tear the void and flee here.
"Want to go?"
Ye Yun lightly tapped with his hand.
At this moment, he performed the hold technique.
The black-clothed youth who was tearing apart the void suddenly stopped and was fixed in the air like a clay sculpture.
Ye Yun grabbed it with a big hand, and saw an unimaginable vast force descending on him.
The Shura armor on his body was abruptly caught, and it instantly fell into Ye Yun's hands.
"Sword Sovereign, I have regained the Shura armor. The next two will continue to fight."
Ye Yun smiled lightly, put the Shura armor away, flew to the square, and landed beside the Dark Blood Green Wood Dragon.
The monks in the Divine Sovereign Realm all around took a few steps back, and then stared at Ye Yun fanatically with a look of worship.
The mysterious white sword repairman is really too strong.
All kinds of magical powers are incredible.
A strong man at the first level of the gods could not hold up a single move in his hands.
"He took the Shura armor back so easily...?"
In the middle of the air, Liu Yiyi was dumbfounded, and the small face that was originally beautiful in the ice face became extremely weird.
In the void opposite her, the black-clothed youth still maintained the original movement of tearing the void, like a clay sculpture.
Ye Yun gently tapped with his hand.
The fixation technique applied to the black-clothed youth immediately disappeared.
The body of the black-clothed youth instantly regained freedom of movement.
But the huge panic in his heart made his body already stiff.
He was abruptly frozen in the air just now. Although his body could not move, his mind and consciousness could still be active.
"What kind of supernatural power is this? Suddenly it made me unable to move. If this is struck by a sword, can I still live?"
The black-clothed youth thought in horror.
He has now lost the Shura armor, and facing the mighty sword sovereign, he no longer has the courage to fight again.
Liu Yiyi's body shook, and he appeared in front of him in an instant, and pointed his sword at his chest.
The young black man was desperate, closed his eyes, and was about to abandon this body.
Liu Yiyi looked excited, and said coldly: "You destroy my doll, **** it!"
puff!
The sword in Liu Yiyi's hand slammed into the chest of the black-clothed youth, bursting into the heart on the spot.
A ray of light suddenly rose from the eyebrows of the black-clothed youth.
In mid-air, it turned into an illusory figure.
"Liu Yiyi, you really dare to do something to me?"
The illusory primordial spirit in midair waved his arm and said angrily.
Liu Yiyi looked indifferent, and said quietly: "If you don't destroy those dolls, I will naturally take into account the friendship of the same door."
"Haha..."
The illusory soul suddenly laughed.
"Liu Yiyi! I know that the man you like has long since died, and you will never see him in your life. Compared to losing a clone of me, you are much more miserable, haha."
"Clone?"
Liu Yiyi was taken aback for a moment.
The black-clothed youth in front of him is just a clone?
The clones have reached the cultivation base of half a step of the gods, then the real deity has reached the gods?
How could this guy cultivate so fast?
"Liu Yiyi, to tell you the truth, my deity has broken through to the realm of gods, and one day, I will seek revenge from you."
The illusory soul laughed twice, looked at the white-clothed youth on the square, and said mockingly: "You foreign monk, you can't stay in Jianyunzong forever, right? As long as you leave, Liu Yiyi will It won't be my opponent anymore."
"What you said makes sense."
Ye Yun smiled faintly, his expression still extremely relaxed.
What if it breaks through the godly realm?
What he has is a way to make Liu Yiyi stronger.
The illusory primordial spirit was about to speak, and suddenly he was in a daze.
"Huh? What happened just now?"
The illusory primordial spirit shook his head abruptly, a little unbelievable the feeling of trance just now...
The corners of Ye Yun's mouth curled up, revealing a faint smile.
At this moment, he activated the sky disillusioning eyes and read the memory of this soul.
I know from memory that Jiang Hengyue of Tongtian Island is not dead yet.
The guy in front of him considered his identity, and after robbing Shura's armor, he left by himself.
Didn't solve those few cultivators of the real **** realm with ease.
The low cultivation base has actually become Jiang Hengyue's life-saving trump card.
The deity of this guy is in a hidden cave far away from the Great Luoyu at this moment.
Within a short period of time, it was still unable to come out.
"Jian Zun, it's not your style to cut the grass but not root."
Thinking of this, Ye Yun suddenly looked at Liu Yiyi with a smile on his face.
Liu Yiyi was taken aback for a moment.
Why is this sentence so familiar?
One hundred thousand years ago, her most beloved man once told her the same.
laugh!
Liu Yiyi lifted the sword without hesitation, and killed this illusory soul with one sword.
"Liu Yiyi, wait for me, I will be back sooner or later."
The soul was divided into two, and before he was about to disappear, he suddenly roared savagely.
This sound rumbling rumblingly, spread throughout Jian Yunzong.
Afterwards, the primordial spirit that was divided into two completely disappeared into the heaven and earth.
"I am waiting."
Liu Yiyi's long sword returned to its sheath, and the whole person stood in the void, like a peerless god-level sword, bursting out with endless light.
At this moment, the confident and glamorous Sword Sovereign made all the monks below look dumbfounded.
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"The young man in white clothes is really strong in swordsmanship! With only one magical sword technique, he once again blocked the opponent's menacing attack!"
"Yeah! Now that the black-clothed youth is forced to attack directly, if this can't break the white-clothed youth's mysterious defensive swordsmanship, then he will be completely defeated."
"This swordsmanship is really extraordinary, it is too strong."
There was a lot of discussion in the square.
Facing Ye Yun's dualistic sword tactics, they all felt an eye-opener.
This kind of swordsmanship is really amazing.
"It's a good time, and finally I don't want to be a tortoise."
Seeing that the black-clothed youth wanted to attack him close, Ye Yun couldn't help but sneered.
He still held the sword steadily across his chest, motionless.
The sword of habitat can defend against all attacks in the world.
The young man in black slammed into Ye Yun's approach like a cannonball, but when he was close to three feet away.
The young man in black found that the tip of the sword that had originally pierced his eyebrows had moved to the opponent's chest inexplicably.
And his original violent speed, at this moment, was like entering a muddy swamp, slowing down quickly.
It only moved a distance of two feet.
The black-clothed youth could no longer hand the sword in his hand to the opposite Ye Yun.
He was surprised to find that the other party held the sword across his chest, seeming to connect the whole world.
The sky and the earth fell on a silver long sword.
This powerful force makes it impossible for any attack to break through.
"So strong..."
The black-clothed youth was shocked, and he drew his sword abruptly and retreated.
The first draw was unsuccessful.
The entire sword body seemed to be trapped in the mud, unable to escape at all.
The second time he drew the sword, he used the mana of his whole body, poured into the Shura armor, and drew the sword in an instant.
"This person is so strong, I am not his opponent, I must leave here quickly."
The young man in black took a deep breath, and immediately prepared to tear the void and flee here.
"Want to go?"
Ye Yun lightly tapped with his hand.
At this moment, he performed the hold technique.
The black-clothed youth who was tearing apart the void suddenly stopped and was fixed in the air like a clay sculpture.
Ye Yun grabbed it with a big hand, and saw an unimaginable vast force descending on him.
The Shura armor on his body was abruptly caught, and it instantly fell into Ye Yun's hands.
"Sword Sovereign, I have regained the Shura armor. The next two will continue to fight."
Ye Yun smiled lightly, put the Shura armor away, flew to the square, and landed beside the Dark Blood Green Wood Dragon.
The monks in the Divine Sovereign Realm all around took a few steps back, and then stared at Ye Yun fanatically with a look of worship.
The mysterious white sword repairman is really too strong.
All kinds of magical powers are incredible.
A strong man at the first level of the gods could not hold up a single move in his hands.
"He took the Shura armor back so easily...?"
In the middle of the air, Liu Yiyi was dumbfounded, and the small face that was originally beautiful in the ice face became extremely weird.
In the void opposite her, the black-clothed youth still maintained the original movement of tearing the void, like a clay sculpture.
Ye Yun gently tapped with his hand.
The fixation technique applied to the black-clothed youth immediately disappeared.
The body of the black-clothed youth instantly regained freedom of movement.
But the huge panic in his heart made his body already stiff.
He was abruptly frozen in the air just now. Although his body could not move, his mind and consciousness could still be active.
"What kind of supernatural power is this? Suddenly it made me unable to move. If this is struck by a sword, can I still live?"
The black-clothed youth thought in horror.
He has now lost the Shura armor, and facing the mighty sword sovereign, he no longer has the courage to fight again.
Liu Yiyi's body shook, and he appeared in front of him in an instant, and pointed his sword at his chest.
The young black man was desperate, closed his eyes, and was about to abandon this body.
Liu Yiyi looked excited, and said coldly: "You destroy my doll, **** it!"
puff!
The sword in Liu Yiyi's hand slammed into the chest of the black-clothed youth, bursting into the heart on the spot.
A ray of light suddenly rose from the eyebrows of the black-clothed youth.
In mid-air, it turned into an illusory figure.
"Liu Yiyi, you really dare to do something to me?"
The illusory primordial spirit in midair waved his arm and said angrily.
Liu Yiyi looked indifferent, and said quietly: "If you don't destroy those dolls, I will naturally take into account the friendship of the same door."
"Haha..."
The illusory soul suddenly laughed.
"Liu Yiyi! I know that the man you like has long since died, and you will never see him in your life. Compared to losing a clone of me, you are much more miserable, haha."
"Clone?"
Liu Yiyi was taken aback for a moment.
The black-clothed youth in front of him is just a clone?
The clones have reached the cultivation base of half a step of the gods, then the real deity has reached the gods?
How could this guy cultivate so fast?
"Liu Yiyi, to tell you the truth, my deity has broken through to the realm of gods, and one day, I will seek revenge from you."
The illusory soul laughed twice, looked at the white-clothed youth on the square, and said mockingly: "You foreign monk, you can't stay in Jianyunzong forever, right? As long as you leave, Liu Yiyi will It won't be my opponent anymore."
"What you said makes sense."
Ye Yun smiled faintly, his expression still extremely relaxed.
What if it breaks through the godly realm?
What he has is a way to make Liu Yiyi stronger.
The illusory primordial spirit was about to speak, and suddenly he was in a daze.
"Huh? What happened just now?"
The illusory primordial spirit shook his head abruptly, a little unbelievable the feeling of trance just now...
The corners of Ye Yun's mouth curled up, revealing a faint smile.
At this moment, he activated the sky disillusioning eyes and read the memory of this soul.
I know from memory that Jiang Hengyue of Tongtian Island is not dead yet.
The guy in front of him considered his identity, and after robbing Shura's armor, he left by himself.
Didn't solve those few cultivators of the real **** realm with ease.
The low cultivation base has actually become Jiang Hengyue's life-saving trump card.
The deity of this guy is in a hidden cave far away from the Great Luoyu at this moment.
Within a short period of time, it was still unable to come out.
"Jian Zun, it's not your style to cut the grass but not root."
Thinking of this, Ye Yun suddenly looked at Liu Yiyi with a smile on his face.
Liu Yiyi was taken aback for a moment.
Why is this sentence so familiar?
One hundred thousand years ago, her most beloved man once told her the same.
laugh!
Liu Yiyi lifted the sword without hesitation, and killed this illusory soul with one sword.
"Liu Yiyi, wait for me, I will be back sooner or later."
The soul was divided into two, and before he was about to disappear, he suddenly roared savagely.
This sound rumbling rumblingly, spread throughout Jian Yunzong.
Afterwards, the primordial spirit that was divided into two completely disappeared into the heaven and earth.
"I am waiting."
Liu Yiyi's long sword returned to its sheath, and the whole person stood in the void, like a peerless god-level sword, bursting out with endless light.
At this moment, the confident and glamorous Sword Sovereign made all the monks below look dumbfounded.
"The young man in white clothes is really strong in swordsmanship! With only one magical sword technique, he once again blocked the opponent's menacing attack!""Yeah! Now that the black-clothed youth is forced to attack directly, if this can't break the white-clothed youth's mysterious defensive swordsmanship, then he will be completely defeated.""This swordsmanship is really extraordinary, it is too strong."There was a lot of discussion in the square.Facing Ye Yun's dualistic sword tactics, they all felt an eye-opener.This kind of swordsmanship is really amazing."It's a good time, and finally I don't want to be a tortoise."Seeing that the black-clothed youth wanted to attack him close, Ye Yun couldn't help but sneered.He still held the sword steadily across his chest, motionless.The sword of habitat can defend against all attacks in the world.The young man in black slammed into Ye Yun's approach like a cannonball, but when he was close to three feet away.The young man in black found that the tip of the sword that had originally pierced his eyebrows had moved to the opponent's chest inexplicably.And his original violent speed, at this moment, was like entering a muddy swamp, slowing down quickly.It only moved a distance of two feet.The black-clothed youth could no longer hand the sword in his hand to the opposite Ye Yun.He was surprised to find that the other party held the sword across his chest, seeming to connect the whole world.The sky and the earth fell on a silver long sword.This powerful force makes it impossible for any attack to break through."So strong..."The black-clothed youth was shocked, and he drew his sword abruptly and retreated.The first draw was unsuccessful.The entire sword body seemed to be trapped in the mud, unable to escape at all.The second time he drew the sword, he used the mana of his whole body, poured into the Shura armor, and drew the sword in an instant."This person is so strong, I am not his opponent, I must leave here quickly."The young man in black took a deep breath, and immediately prepared to tear the void and flee here."Want to go?"Ye Yun lightly tapped with his hand.At this moment, he performed the hold technique.The black-clothed youth who was tearing apart the void suddenly stopped and was fixed in the air like a clay sculpture.Ye Yun grabbed it with a big hand, and saw an unimaginable vast force descending on him.The Shura armor on his body was abruptly caught, and it instantly fell into Ye Yun's hands."Sword Sovereign, I have regained the Shura armor. The next two will continue to fight."Ye Yun smiled lightly, put the Shura armor away, flew to the square, and landed beside the Dark Blood Green Wood Dragon.The monks in the Divine Sovereign Realm all around took a few steps back, and then stared at Ye Yun fanatically with a look of worship.The mysterious white sword repairman is really too strong.All kinds of magical powers are incredible.A strong man at the first level of the gods could not hold up a single move in his hands."He took the Shura armor back so easily...?"In the middle of the air, Liu Yiyi was dumbfounded, and the small face that was originally beautiful in the ice face became extremely weird.In the void opposite her, the black-clothed youth still maintained the original movement of tearing the void, like a clay sculpture.Ye Yun gently tapped with his hand.The fixation technique applied to the black-clothed youth immediately disappeared.The body of the black-clothed youth instantly regained freedom of movement.But the huge panic in his heart made his body already stiff.He was abruptly frozen in the air just now. Although his body could not move, his mind and consciousness could still be active."What kind of supernatural power is this? Suddenly it made me unable to move. If this is struck by a sword, can I still live?"The black-clothed youth thought in horror.He has now lost the Shura armor, and facing the mighty sword sovereign, he no longer has the courage to fight again.Liu Yiyi's body shook, and he appeared in front of him in an instant, and pointed his sword at his chest.The young black man was desperate, closed his eyes, and was about to abandon this body.Liu Yiyi looked excited, and said coldly: "You destroy my doll, **** it!"puff!The sword in Liu Yiyi's hand slammed into the chest of the black-clothed youth, bursting into the heart on the spot.A ray of light suddenly rose from the eyebrows of the black-clothed youth.In mid-air, it turned into an illusory figure."Liu Yiyi, you really dare to do something to me?"The illusory primordial spirit in midair waved his arm and said angrily.Liu Yiyi looked indifferent, and said quietly: "If you don't destroy those dolls, I will naturally take into account the friendship of the same door.""Haha..."The illusory soul suddenly laughed."Liu Yiyi! I know that the man you like has long since died, and you will never see him in your life. Compared to losing a clone of me, you are much more miserable, haha.""Clone?"Liu Yiyi was taken aback for a moment.The black-clothed youth in front of him is just a clone?The clones have reached the cultivation base of half a step of the gods, then the real deity has reached the gods?How could this guy cultivate so fast?"Liu Yiyi, to tell you the truth, my deity has broken through to the realm of gods, and one day, I will seek revenge from you."The illusory soul laughed twice, looked at the white-clothed youth on the square, and said mockingly: "You foreign monk, you can't stay in Jianyunzong forever, right? As long as you leave, Liu Yiyi will It won't be my opponent anymore.""What you said makes sense."Ye Yun smiled faintly, his expression still extremely relaxed.What if it breaks through the godly realm?What he has is a way to make Liu Yiyi stronger.The illusory primordial spirit was about to speak, and suddenly he was in a daze."Huh? What happened just now?"The illusory primordial spirit shook his head abruptly, a little unbelievable the feeling of trance just now...The corners of Ye Yun's mouth curled up, revealing a faint smile.At this moment, he activated the sky disillusioning eyes and read the memory of this soul.I know from memory that Jiang Hengyue of Tongtian Island is not dead yet.The guy in front of him considered his identity, and after robbing Shura's armor, he left by himself.Didn't solve those few cultivators of the real **** realm with ease.The low cultivation base has actually become Jiang Hengyue's life-saving trump card.The deity of this guy is in a hidden cave far away from the Great Luoyu at this moment.Within a short period of time, it was still unable to come out."Jian Zun, it's not your style to cut the grass but not root."Thinking of this, Ye Yun suddenly looked at Liu Yiyi with a smile on his face.Liu Yiyi was taken aback for a moment.Why is this sentence so familiar?One hundred thousand years ago, her most beloved man once told her the same.laugh!Liu Yiyi lifted the sword without hesitation, and killed this illusory soul with one sword."Liu Yiyi, wait for me, I will be back sooner or later."The soul was divided into two, and before he was about to disappear, he suddenly roared savagely.This sound rumbling rumblingly, spread throughout Jian Yunzong.Afterwards, the primordial spirit that was divided into two completely disappeared into the heaven and earth."I am waiting."Liu Yiyi's long sword returned to its sheath, and the whole person stood in the void, like a peerless god-level sword, bursting out with endless light.At this moment, the confident and glamorous Sword Sovereign made all the monks below look dumbfounded.
