Chapter 1409 Eighty-one Swords
"Only when Yun is dead can he use his life knife and chop him forty-nine times..."
Ye Yun exhaled and looked up at the sky with extremely deep eyes.
As the saying goes, seven, seven, forty-nine.
There are seven sevens in total.
When he thought of this number, a flash of surprise flashed across Ye Yun's face.
It seems that the real mastermind is also involved in this matter.
All the way.
Various seven-star formations should come from the nine-tailed dragon.
But in the world of Divine Earth, there were seven star piles, seven rivers of time, seven galaxies...
So many sevens cannot be a coincidence.
In Feng Mu's memory.
The black life-sword was withdrawn by Feng Mu's body after it struck the 249th generation leader of the Shenlong Sect.
His current whereabouts are unknown.
This life-sword——
According to Ye Yun's guess, there is definitely a seven-star formation that captures luck within the blade.
"hehe……
The body of the God-Emperor Realm has disappeared, leaving only one incarnation to manage the entire ethnic group. Where are these guys who have cultivated to the God-Emperor Realm hiding? "
Ye Yun smiled coldly, withdrew his gaze and focused it again on the familiar and beautiful little face in front of him.
One hundred thousand years ago.
Ye Yun had indeed coveted the beauty of Feng Mu, the Saint of the Ice Phoenix Sect.
One hundred thousand years later.
Seeing this face, he could only feel endless anger.
Although this woman was just a clone, she had murdered the Shenlong Sect for nearly two hundred and fifty generations.
After his death, his body was also brutally slaughtered by her.
Ye Yun naturally wanted to settle this blood feud with Feng Mu clearly and clearly.
Ye Yun shook his hand and took out the Silver Dragon Sword.
This is the master's sword.
He wanted to use this sword to settle an old score with Feng Mu.
As soon as Ye Yun pointed out, the magical power of the body-holding technique failed.
Feng Mu returned to normal again.
However, she was still suppressed by Xiaohua's God-Emperor realm aura and couldn't move.
Seeing Ye Yun holding the silver dragon sword with murderous intent, Feng Mu couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ye Yun, do you still want to attack me?"
"I have this plan."
Ye Yun nodded, his eyes getting sharper.
Feng Mu begged with a miserable look on her face: "After all, there is still some affection between you and me. Have you forgotten?"
After listening to Feng Mu's words, his heart became even more furious.
Ye Yun slowly waved his sword and sneered: "Feng Mu, when you slaughtered my corpse, did you ever think about this affection?"
"I also have a mission and act according to the wishes of the main body. In fact, I am not willing to do anything to you..."
Feng Mu said sadly with tears in her eyes.
"I believe you ghost!"
Ye Yun shook his head indifferently and shook the Silver Dragon Sword: "Call your body here, I can spare your life!"
"Original body?"
Feng Mu was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "I have no idea where Master Feng is now. I am just an incarnation with a partially independent consciousness. I am not as powerful as you think."
"As one of the incarnations, when you encounter pain or even a life crisis, won't this Master Feng come to save you?"
Ye Yun smiled coldly.
A cold light flashed.
The silver dragon sword in his hand set off a flash of sword light, and suddenly stabbed Feng Mu's soft chest.
puff……
A blood hole appeared, and blood gurgled out.
One hundred thousand years ago.
Under the life-sword of this woman, his body was slashed forty-nine times by the women of the Ice Wind Sect, and now Ye Yun wants to pay it all back.
With interest.
Definitely more than 7,749 knives.
Feng Mu's eyes widened and her voice was timid: "Ye Yun, how could you do something to me?"
"It's rude to come and not reciprocate."
Ye Yun sneered again.
The silver dragon sword in his hand set off a shimmering cold light, hitting Feng Mu's full chest on the other side.
puff!
Another blood hole appeared, and blood flowed out.
"Tsk, tsk, these are the noble blood of the God-Emperor Realm Ice Phoenix. If it were placed on the God's soil, I don't know how many people would break their heads and fight for it..."
Looking at the bright red blood flowing down the cyan clothes to the ground, dyeing it red, Ye Yun smiled faintly, with sarcasm in his eyes.
Back then, he had been stabbed forty-nine times, staining the Shenlong Sect's hall with blood, almost draining out the Shenlong essence and blood in his body.
The reason why the Ice Phoenix Sect attacked the Divine Dragon Sect at that time was also to drain the essence and blood of the Divine Dragon from Ye Yun's body.
In that illusory scene.
Ye Yun could see it clearly and clearly.
After being hit by another sword.
"Ye Yun, you are so cruel!"
Feeling the pain in her breasts, Feng Mu lowered her head and couldn't help but trembled: "Then just kill me!"
"Killing you will only give you an advantage."
Ye Yun sneered.
It is easy for him to kill a God Emperor.
But this is too cheap for Feng Mu.
So many generations of Shenlong Sect died tragically at Feng Mu's hands.
He wanted to avenge the disciples of Shenlong Sect.
Swish, swish, swish...
The sword light flashed vertically and horizontally, falling like raindrops one after another, and blood holes appeared one after another on Feng Mu's body.
After a shower of sword energy.
Ye Yun put away his sword, took a few steps back, and looked at Feng Mu again.
A total of ninety-nine and eighty-one swords.
Feng Mu's whole body, even his head, was not intact, but was filled with blood holes.
There was even brain matter flowing out from the head.
Feng Mu had so many swords in his body, but he still stood upright, showing no sign of falling.
After all, she is a strong person at the tenth level of the Divine Emperor Realm. Even if her body is riddled with holes, it will not have much impact on her.
As long as there is no pressure from the God Emperor's aura, Feng Mu will quickly return to normal.
Perhaps feeling Ye Yun's murderous intention, Feng Mu stopped talking. She lowered her head and did not interfere at all even if blood flowed from the wound.
Even Feng Mu didn't dare to intervene.
She was afraid that Ye Yun would really kill her in his rage.
Ye Yun put his hands behind his back and looked at Feng Mu coldly with his eyes like swords.
Killing Feng Mu may be a way to vent his temporary hatred, but in fact, the real mastermind behind the scenes is Feng Mu himself.
Only by killing Feng Mu's true form can he truly avenge the Shenlong Sect.
now.
Feng Mu had been tortured into this ghostly state by him, but his body did not respond and did not come to Fengxiao Continent at all.
This situation is a little weird.
"Little flower..."
Ye Yun raised a hand and made a gesture.
Xiaohua understood.
From the Rama Burying Immortal Flower fruit in his hand, two umbrella-shaped seeds flew out and floated towards Feng Mu.
"This is……"
Feng Mu suddenly raised his head, looking at the two umbrella-shaped seeds with a shocked look on his face.
Just now, her body and soul were immobilized by Ye Yun's immobilization technique, and she had no idea what was happening outside.
Now that she saw two umbrella-shaped seeds flying over, she instinctively felt a bad feeling in her heart.
"Ye Yun, what are you going to do?"
Feng Mu screamed.
Ye Yun looked indifferent and said nothing.
Two umbrella-shaped seeds quietly entered Feng Mu's body.
Feng Mu's expression was complicated, and she suddenly felt something change inside her body, and two strange energies seemed to be lurking in it.
One lurks in the heart, and the other lurks in the skull.
"Master, I gave her two seeds. Even if Feng Mu has the power to reach heaven, there is nothing she can do..."
Xiaohua clapped her hands, took back the seed, and said with a smile.
"good!"
Ye Yun nodded with satisfaction.
"Feng Mu!"
Look at Feng Mu again.
Ye Yun's eyes were cold: "I will spare your life. I hope your true body can return soon to save your Phoenix clan from this crisis!"
"Ye Yun..."
Feng Mu looked at Ye Yun in horror, speechless.
The little girl in the God-Emperor realm next to Ye Yun is so powerful. Even if her true form comes back, can she beat this little girl?
