Chapter 448 The golden ancient sword is unsheathed!

"Little beast."

Butler Huo's face was ferocious.

This beast, obviously seriously injured by him, dared to attack Wenren Dingtian, simply challenging him.

But before Butler Huo could attack Ling Yun again.

Ling Yun turned his head suddenly and stared at Butler Huo.

Before, he had resisted Butler Huo's attack, which was indeed uncomfortable.

This made him suddenly murderous towards Butler Huo.

And Wenren Dingtian and Xu Ye were both temporarily disabled by him and could no longer threaten Yu Wanyang.

So now, Butler Huo was the biggest threat to him.

Without thinking, Ling Yun formed a mysterious hand seal.

Boom!

The ground around Ling Yun suddenly shook.

Then, people saw that endless spiritual power gathered like a flood.

In a blink of an eye, this mighty spiritual power turned into a huge basalt like a mountain.

It looked like a giant basalt-shaped mountain.

The "giant mountain" is more than 300 meters high and full of ancient atmosphere.

This is the Xuanwu Seal performed by Ling Yun!

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Butler Huo was horrified.

Unlike other martial arts, which are described as mountains, Ling Yun's martial arts really condensed a mountain.

In front of the huge Xuanwu Mountain, Butler Huo was as small as an ant.

Then, the Xuanwu Seal roared and pressed towards Butler Huo.

"Damn it."

Butler Huo did not dare to neglect it. He used all his spiritual power to release a sword light of dozens of meters in his scimitar in an attempt to resist the Xuanwu Seal.

But it was useless.

This Xuanwu Seal is really terrifying.

When Ling Yun's Eight Desolate Dragon Flame and Thunder Golden Body are fully opened, the maximum strength is 360 million jin.

However, at this moment, when he released this Xuanwu Seal, his spiritual power was nearly doubled.

His own spiritual power is 230 million jin.

After performing this Xuanwu Seal, the power that burst out reached 400 million jin.

As a result, Ling Yun had to withdraw the Eight Desolate Dragon Flame, otherwise his spiritual power could not bear it.

Collapse, the sword light of Butler Huo collapsed instantly.

As a semi-saint, Butler Huo was already very powerful. When using the blue scimitar, his maximum strength could reach 370 million pounds.

But compared to the Xuanwu Seal, this was still a lot worse.

Suddenly, the blue sword light collapsed.

Xuanwu Mountain rumbled down.

Butler Huo raised his hands to resist, but was soon pressed to bend his knees, and finally knelt on the ground with a bang.

At this moment, Ling Yun's heart skipped a beat.

His incomplete soul sensed an extremely hidden breath.

This breath, if it were someone else, even a martial saint, would find it difficult to sense.

Only Ling Yun, who has an incomplete soul, can sense it.

However, this breath is not approaching.

"Not good."

Ling Yun decisively gave up suppressing Butler Huo and rushed towards Yu Wanyang at the fastest speed.

Almost at the same time, a gray shadow appeared behind Yu Wanyang.

Although Ling Yun's reaction was fast enough, it was obviously impossible to completely stop the gray shadow.

At the critical moment, Ling Yun changed his strategy.

Great Yin-Yang Heart Sutra!

He hurriedly circulated the Great Yin-Yang Heart Sutra and transferred his spiritual power to Yu Wanyang's body.

After activating the Qingluan Seal, Yu Wanyang's strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

Now she is a third-level martial master.

However, in Ling Yun's perception, the aura of the gray shadow is stronger than that of Butler Huo.

There is no doubt that this gray shadow is a semi-saint.

Yu Wanyang can never stop the gray shadow.

There is only one way to save Yu Wanyang, which is to temporarily transfer Ling Yun's own spiritual power to Yu Wanyang's body.

Feeling the fluctuations of the Great Yin-Yang Heart Sutra, Yu Wanyang, out of trust in Ling Yun, circulated the Great Yin-Yang Heart Sutra without thinking.

Suddenly, the vast spiritual power was transferred from Ling Yun's body to Yu Wanyang's body.

At the same time, the gray shadow pressed out a palm and hit Yu Wanyang on the back.

Bang!

Yu Wanyang was blown away.

If Ling Yun hadn't reacted quickly and transferred his spiritual power into Yu Wanyang's body, the attack of the semi-saint would definitely kill Yu Wanyang in an instant.

Even if Yu Wanyang had the Qingluan Mark, it would be useless, after all, the difference in strength was too big.

Even so, Yu Wanyang was severely injured in an instant.

After all, even Ling Yun himself would be injured if he was attacked by the semi-saint without warning.

"Puff."

A stream of blood spit out from Yu Wanyang's mouth.

Yu Wanyang's body fell to the ground with a kind of sad beauty.

In Ling Yun's mind, it was as if a taut string broke in an instant.

The killing intent, in an instant, was like a volcanic eruption, rushing out wildly.

After the gray shadow attacked Ling Yun, it immediately retreated at the fastest speed, obviously intending to "flee thousands of miles after one strike".

But how could Ling Yun let him succeed.

"Seeking-die!"

Ling Yun roared in anger.

Buzz!

In his space ring, an ancient scabbard suddenly trembled rapidly.

There are three swords in this scabbard.

Originally, with Ling Yun's current strength, using the seventh-grade silver ancient sword is the limit.

But now, Ling Yun has been completely enraged, how can he care so much.

His soul is running wildly.

Spiritual power pours into the scabbard as if it is free.

After a moment, the ancient scabbard shook violently, and then a breath of destruction was released from it.

With a whoosh, a golden ancient sword flew out of the ancient scabbard and fell into Ling Yun's hand.

Eighth-grade holy sword!

Undoubtedly, this golden ancient sword is a holy sword of the eighth grade.

The gap between the eighth grade and the seventh grade can really be said to be a world of difference.

The silver ancient sword has a force of 20 million jin.

This golden ancient sword, however, is like a mountain in hand, with a huge force of 60 million jin.

In addition, Ling Yun once again fully activated the Eight Desolate Dragon Flame and Thunder Golden Body.

When Ling Yun slashed at the gray shadow from a distance, he actually burst out with a force of 420 million jin.

In an instant, the sword was really like the sky falling.

The sword light expanded with a terrifying momentum, spreading thousands of meters in the blink of an eye, covering the gray shadow.

Tear!

As a semi-saint, the gray shadow tried his best to resist the sword light, but still couldn't stop it.

"Ah."

He screamed and fell to the ground with a bang.

As he fell, blood could be seen splattering, and his left shoulder, along with his arm, was cut off by Ling Yun's sword light.

Not only that, his body was also covered with sword marks and wounds.

Even if he was a semi-saint, he would be severely injured in an instant when he encountered such a terrifying attack from Ling Yun.

The gray shadow was almost scared out of his wits.

Although he was severely injured, he did not dare to stay for a moment. Instead, he burned his spiritual power, burst out his potential to escape, and fled at a faster speed.

After all, he was a semi-saint. Ling Yun did not kill him with one blow. He insisted on escaping, and Ling Yun had no way to stop him.

At this moment, Ling Yun's soul also felt severe pain, which was a sign of overdrawn spiritual power.

Seizing this last opportunity, Ling Yun did not hesitate to draw his sword again.

He slashed at Butler Huo with a sword.

In an instant, Butler Huo was submerged by the sword light, as if he had been tortured, and most of his flesh and blood disappeared instantly.

He was worthy of being a semi-saint. He did not die even in this way, and there was still a breath left.

But his soul was destroyed.