Chapter 343: Life and death showdown!
Chapter 343: Life and Death Showdown!
"Tan Yun, go on!" Without hesitation, Shen Subing waved his right arm and shot at Tan Yun with a flying sword of a top-grade sublime weapon!
The moment Tan Yun's right hand was about to use the flying sword, a black sword light slashed towards his right arm, Tan Yun hurriedly withdrew his hand, "Bang!" The sword light slashed Shen Subing's flying sword under the high platform!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."
Nangong Yuqin danced wildly with blue silk, and her figure flashed in the void, one after another, with deadly sword beams, killing Tan Yun!
"Push puff..."
During his breathing, Tan Yun suffered dozens of sword wounds on his neck and chest! If it wasn't for Tan Yun's dodging in time, he would have been beheaded several times and dismembered dozens of times!
"Roar!"
Tan Yun's facial features were as ferocious as ghosts, and a wild beast-like roar came out of his throat. The moment he fell off the high platform, Nangong Yuqin was like a black ghost descending from the sky, with a bunch of sword glow straight to the top of Tan Yun's head!
There is no way to avoid it!
Tan Yun couldn't dodge at all!
"what……"
Following a tragic sound, Tan Yun's head swayed backward. Although he avoided the blow that was pierced through his head, Nangong Yuqin's black sword pierced into his right chest from the collarbone below Tan Yun's neck!
"Tan Yun!" Zhong Wushiyao's tears blurred her vision. She was terrified. She didn't expect Nangong Yuqin's strength to be so powerful!
Severe pain came from his chest, and blood spurted out from the collarbone along the icy blade, "Roar!" Tan Yun shouted again, and his right hand claws suddenly grasped the blade inserted outside the collarbone!
"Hongmeng Divine Eye!"
Tan Yun raised his head suddenly, his pupils exuding a strange red glow!
He could have easily controlled the Hongmeng divine pupil of the third-level cultivator of the Soul Refining Realm, but he couldn't have any influence on Nangong Yuqin!
Obviously, Nangong Yuqin, who has a perfect fetal soul, has a stronger soul than Tan Yun!
"Woo-" Suddenly, Nangong Yuqin let out a painful moan. She didn't know why, looking at Tan Yun's painful and twisted face, her heart was twisted like a knife!
When she lost her mind for a moment, Tan Yun clenched the blade in her left hand and raised her right hand upwards. Suddenly, the flames of Hongmeng as high as nine feet swept up towards Nangong Yuqin, covering Nangong Yuqin!
"Ah!" In the sea of fire, Nangong Yuqin let out a scream and let go of the jade hand holding the sword.
If it wasn't for her body at this moment, the power of death was swirling around her body, otherwise, she would be burned into nothingness at the moment just now!
"Buzz!"
The space oscillated, and the python-like spiritual power was intertwined with the power of death, coiling around Nangong Yuqin's body!
Nangong Yuqin flashed the Qiankun Ring between her fingers, and a flying sword flew out. She stepped on the flying sword and stepped up to the sky, quickly escaping from the flames of Hongmeng. Tan Yun screamed in the sky, "Go to hell! "
Tan Yun's eyes fiercely pulled out the flying sword inserted into his collarbone and threw it towards the sky.
"Push!"
Nangong Yuqin, who had just escaped from the burning of the Hongmeng flames and was still in shock, couldn't dodge in time. When she turned sideways to dodge, Feijian brought a stream of blood, leaving a deep, bone-deep wound on her left arm!
Blood spilled from the wound!
"Qin'er, show your true strength and kill him!" Zhuge Yu on the high platform ordered loudly.
"Yes, Master!" Nangong Yuqin's heartache was gone, she stepped on the flying sword, and when she beckoned, the black flying sword took it into her hand, looked down at Tan Yun, and said word by word: "Today you will surely die! "
"Stinky bitch, it's up to you whether you die or I die!" At this moment, Tan Yun's expression suddenly calmed down!
Terribly peaceful!
His gaze changed from anger to swift tranquility, and his eyes were as calm as stagnant water!
Zhong Wu Shiyao looked at the blood that kept pouring out of Tan Yun's collarbone, tears dripping down, and at the same time she knew that Tan Yun was really motivated to kill!
The man he loves will only be so calm when his killing intent reaches the extreme!
"Hongmeng Tu Divine Sword Formation!"
Blood overflowed from the corner of Tan Yun's mouth, and his hair was dancing. Eleven-handed flying swords with the attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind and thunder, time, space, death, and light, poured out of the Qiankun ring and suspended around the high platform. The diameter of each flying sword has reached three hundred feet!
Almost at the same time, eighteen beams of Primordial Light burst out from the eyes of the nine primordial spirits in Tan Yunling Pond, and finally converged together. After rushing out of his eyebrows, they turned into eleven strands, and each shot into eleven like lightning. Inside the handle Feijian!
"It really is him!" Murong Shishi behind Tan Yun's body trembled suddenly. Although she believed that Tan Yun bought the eleven flying swords she made, but when she saw the eleven swords with her own eyes When Feijian appeared in Tan Yun's hands, he was still shocked!
"It's just a mere sword formation, just wanting to deal with my disciple, it's really whimsical!" Zhuge Yu sneered in a low voice. Obviously, she is very clear about Nangong Yuqin's strength!
The reason why she is so conceited is that Nangong Yuqin has cultivated the secret scripture of the town palace that only the saintess of the Immortal Palace of the Divine Soul are qualified to cultivate - the Sutra of Ascension of the Divine Soul!
Not only that, but what shocked Zhuge Yu is that since the ancestor found a book in the battlefield of the gods 80,000 years ago. No one can understand!
No one can practice!
But!
But Nangong Yuqin could understand it after seeing Wuming Sword Art for the first time! And for the past three years, she has been cultivating the Divine Soul Ascension Sutra and the Nameless Sword Art at the same time, and in one fell swoop she has become the number one expert in the inner sect of the Divine Soul Immortal Palace!
Therefore, Zhuge Yu firmly believes that Tan Yun is by no means Yuqin's opponent!
If it weren't for Fangcai and Yuqin's heart attack again, in her opinion, Tan Yun would have died!
"Om-"
At this time, the eleven flying swords suddenly rotated in a circular shape, and a curtain of Hongmeng light with a length of several hundred meters erupted, turning into a three-hundred-foot-diameter Hongmeng Slaughtering Sword Formation, wrapping the murderous Nangong Yuqin. !
As soon as the sword formation came out, Shen Subing knew that the pressure Nangong Yuqin brought to Tan Yun was too great!
Because Tan Yun didn't use the sword array at first, he severely injured the young master Ru Yan, the tenth-ranked powerhouse in the inner door of the Eternal Immortal Sect!
Now that Tan Yungang and Nangong Yuqin played against each other, they used a sword formation. Shen Subing decided that this was a desperate fight!
After the appearance of the Hongmeng Tu Divine Sword Formation, it blocked everyone's sight, even Zhuge Yu, Ru Yan Wuji, and Tantai Xuanzhong couldn't see the scene inside!
The three of them are the honors of the second sect and the first palace, and they are very familiar with all kinds of sword formations, but at the moment, the three people with frowns are very sure that they do not recognize the sword formation that Tan Yun casts!
Inside the Hongmeng Tu Divine Sword Formation.
"Huh?" Nangong Yuqin frowned and found herself in a commotion!
"Space-time extension?" She looked around at the eleven flying swords in the depths of chaos, and found that the diameter of the sword formation reached 3,300 feet!
"How is this possible!" Nangong Yuqin's pupils shrank suddenly, but seeing that Tan Yun didn't need to step on the flying sword, he soared into the air, suspended three hundred feet in front of her!
