Chapter 218 The Frightened Wolf of Luck
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Qi Qi Ye Nai
The spirit-binding array cast by Lang Xing of the Great Power Realm can only trap monks in the Great Power Realm at most.
Relying on Ye Yun's strength in the early stage of Fenghou Realm, this formation is simply uncontrollable.
However, Ye Yun did not choose to take the initiative to break the spirit-binding array, so there was no need for it.
Because Lang Xing was also trapped in the formation, he wanted to escape unless he personally destroyed the formation.
Ye Yun spoke slowly, with a confident expression on his face, as if he had a plan in mind.
"Lang Xing, right, I think you should be familiar with this name, right?"
After becoming a ghost wolf, Lang Xing hadn't heard anyone call him that for a long, long time.
His movements paused, and he looked at Yeyun in disbelief in his wolf eyes.
Why does this person in front of me know his identity, who is he?
I am a person from hundreds of years ago. An accident occurred during the soul transfer, and I have been asleep for hundreds of years. It should be impossible for anyone to know me.
But the person in front of him knew him, and even knew his name. Could it be that he was also an old guy who had lived for hundreds of years?
Just thinking about it, I felt something was wrong, the kid in front of me looked so young, but he didn't seem to be an old person at first glance, something was wrong.
When Lang Xing was in a daze, the surrounding monks attacked one after another.
But they underestimated their opponent a little too much, Lang Xing instantly turned into a black shadow and escaped into the ground.
Before they could react, a blow quickly shot out from the shadow on the ground, obliterating a monk.
Before it was over, he repeated the previous action many times in the end, obliterating all these monks abruptly.
The only ones left here are Ye Yun and Lang Xing, and they look at each other across the air.
The blood from stumps everywhere seemed to have not affected the two of them at all.
It was the first time Lang Xing uttered words in front of people, and there was a hint of shock in his voice.
"Who are you? Why do you know my name?"
"Why? You don't need to know this question. Now you have solved all the guys who got in the way. Come on, let's see if you can get rid of me."
Ye Yun casually put away the folding fan in his hand, and looked at Lang Xing casually.
The guy who got in the way is gone now, and Ye Yun just took this opportunity to test his strength after breaking through.
Not getting the answer he wanted, Lang Xing was full of vigilance.
One knows his identity, but he doesn't know who the other person is. He is very uncomfortable with this unpredictable feeling.
Most importantly, he felt that the young man in front of him gave him a great sense of oppression.
The opponent's strength is even higher than that of him who has already used the magic flame avatar.
One must know that he is at the peak of the Almighty Realm now, and Ye Yun can still make him feel oppressed, so it can only be... the Marquis Realm.
If it was hundreds of years ago, when he did not transfer his soul, Fenghoujing would be nothing more than ants in front of his eyes, which could be wiped out with just a few clicks.
But it's different now, he is no longer the all-powerful Lang Xing.
Grinning his teeth and growling, Lang Xing hesitated whether to attack or not.
It's one thing to fight or not to win, but if you don't fight, how can you escape?
I didn't expect to attract a powerful opponent this time. If I knew it, I should have paid a little attention.
"Don't you take the initiative to come? Then I'll... let's go."
At some point, a long sword appeared in Ye Yun's hand.
Of course, this long sword is not the Emperor Weapon Slaughter Sword that was fused before.
One is that Yeyun doesn't really want to attract attention and be missed.
After all, this is an imperial weapon, and it is a legend in the entire fairyland, and very few people have seen it.
Another reason is that the Slaughter Sword is too murderous. Although Ye Yun is its master, it can't exert too much power.
To deal with a wolf whose cultivation base is not as good as his own, there is no need to use the Slaughter Sword.
"Shh!"
Ye Yun moved in an instant, turning into an afterimage, and the next moment, he had already appeared in front of Lang Xing.
The blade of the sword swallowed a cold light, as if it wanted to cut the target open.
Lang Xing's soul is an old guy, so he has a lot of experience, so he reacted immediately under this situation.
Turning into a black shadow and merging into the ground again, his intuition told him that the sword just now was very dangerous.
There was no proof that Lang Xing's eyes were fierce, and his blood-stained face looked very ferocious.
It protruded instantly, and streams of sword energy condensed on the blood-soaked sharp claws.
"Shhhhhh!!"
Sword Qi flew out one after another, heading straight for Ye Yun's back.
Ye Yun instantly covered the sword body with spiritual power, and the destructive sword light roared away again.
"clang!!!"
The sword energy collided with the blade, and a burst of white light burst out.
Lang Xing immediately launched the next main attack, and he would not give the opponent any chance to breathe.
In the world of the weak and the strong, you must not be careless, because if you are not careful, you may die without a burial.
Using the wolf's sharp claws to cultivate sword energy, from this we can see that Lang Xing is indeed very powerful.
The ghostly figure shuttled back and forth quickly, attacking wildly with ruthless claws, trying to tear Ye Yun's body apart.
Guard Yeyun tried to rush up to help him several times, but was stopped by their boss.
It's just because their boss has noticed that Yeyun's strength is definitely not simple, enough to handle this matter.
In the face of Lang Xing's endless attacks, Ye Yun has always been able to handle it with ease.
It seemed that the opponent's attack would not allow him to use his full strength.
Hope the one next to him turned sideways and easily avoided the sharp claws. In an instant, Ye Yun suddenly raised his leg and kicked Lang Xing's waist fiercely.
For monsters like the ghost wolf, their waist and abdomen are always their weakness. Once they are hit by a powerful attack, their internal organs may be damaged.
"Roar!!"
With a roar of pain, Lang Xing fell to the ground.
He was still about to stand up and fight back, but the sharp sword was already at his throat.
If he dared to act rashly, Lang Xing would undoubtedly have his throat cut in an instant.
He moves very quickly, but he already knew in the battle just now that the opponent's movements are faster than him.
With a trace of scarlet blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, Lang Xing stared at Yeyun closely, and said in a deep voice.
"How do you know my name? Who are you?"
Lang Xing also thought that those who really knew him had already left, but unexpectedly, there were still people who could recognize him.
"Ding! Defeat the son of luck, Lang Xing, and successfully attack the opponent's arrogance. The target loses 500 points of luck. Congratulations, master, for gaining 500 points of villain value.
Currently has a villain value of 5800 points. "
This is not over yet, and then the sound of the system rang again.
"Ding! Expose the real name of the son of Luck, Lang Xing, and make him uneasy. The target loses 300 luck points. Congratulations to the master for gaining 300 villain points.
Currently has a villain value of 6100 points. "
Relying on Ye Yun's strength in the early stage of Fenghou Realm, this formation is simply uncontrollable.
However, Ye Yun did not choose to take the initiative to break the spirit-binding array, so there was no need for it.
Because Lang Xing was also trapped in the formation, he wanted to escape unless he personally destroyed the formation.
Ye Yun spoke slowly, with a confident expression on his face, as if he had a plan in mind.
"Lang Xing, right, I think you should be familiar with this name, right?"
After becoming a ghost wolf, Lang Xing hadn't heard anyone call him that for a long, long time.
His movements paused, and he looked at Yeyun in disbelief in his wolf eyes.
Why does this person in front of me know his identity, who is he?
I am a person from hundreds of years ago. An accident occurred during the soul transfer, and I have been asleep for hundreds of years. It should be impossible for anyone to know me.
But the person in front of him knew him, and even knew his name. Could it be that he was also an old guy who had lived for hundreds of years?
Just thinking about it, I felt something was wrong, the kid in front of me looked so young, but he didn't seem to be an old person at first glance, something was wrong.
When Lang Xing was in a daze, the surrounding monks attacked one after another.
But they underestimated their opponent a little too much, Lang Xing instantly turned into a black shadow and escaped into the ground.
Before they could react, a blow quickly shot out from the shadow on the ground, obliterating a monk.
Before it was over, he repeated the previous action many times in the end, obliterating all these monks abruptly.
The only ones left here are Ye Yun and Lang Xing, and they look at each other across the air.
The blood from stumps everywhere seemed to have not affected the two of them at all.
It was the first time Lang Xing uttered words in front of people, and there was a hint of shock in his voice.
"Who are you? Why do you know my name?"
"Why? You don't need to know this question. Now you have solved all the guys who got in the way. Come on, let's see if you can get rid of me."
Ye Yun casually put away the folding fan in his hand, and looked at Lang Xing casually.
The guy who got in the way is gone now, and Ye Yun just took this opportunity to test his strength after breaking through.
Not getting the answer he wanted, Lang Xing was full of vigilance.
One knows his identity, but he doesn't know who the other person is. He is very uncomfortable with this unpredictable feeling.
Most importantly, he felt that the young man in front of him gave him a great sense of oppression.
The opponent's strength is even higher than that of him who has already used the magic flame avatar.
One must know that he is at the peak of the Almighty Realm now, and Ye Yun can still make him feel oppressed, so it can only be... the Marquis Realm.
If it was hundreds of years ago, when he did not transfer his soul, Fenghoujing would be nothing more than ants in front of his eyes, which could be wiped out with just a few clicks.
But it's different now, he is no longer the all-powerful Lang Xing.
Grinning his teeth and growling, Lang Xing hesitated whether to attack or not.
It's one thing to fight or not to win, but if you don't fight, how can you escape?
I didn't expect to attract a powerful opponent this time. If I knew it, I should have paid a little attention.
"Don't you take the initiative to come? Then I'll... let's go."
At some point, a long sword appeared in Ye Yun's hand.
Of course, this long sword is not the Emperor Weapon Slaughter Sword that was fused before.
One is that Yeyun doesn't really want to attract attention and be missed.
After all, this is an imperial weapon, and it is a legend in the entire fairyland, and very few people have seen it.
Another reason is that the Slaughter Sword is too murderous. Although Ye Yun is its master, it can't exert too much power.
To deal with a wolf whose cultivation base is not as good as his own, there is no need to use the Slaughter Sword.
"Shh!"
Ye Yun moved in an instant, turning into an afterimage, and the next moment, he had already appeared in front of Lang Xing.
The blade of the sword swallowed a cold light, as if it wanted to cut the target open.
Lang Xing's soul is an old guy, so he has a lot of experience, so he reacted immediately under this situation.
Turning into a black shadow and merging into the ground again, his intuition told him that the sword just now was very dangerous.
There was no proof that Lang Xing's eyes were fierce, and his blood-stained face looked very ferocious.
It protruded instantly, and streams of sword energy condensed on the blood-soaked sharp claws.
"Shhhhhh!!"
Sword Qi flew out one after another, heading straight for Ye Yun's back.
Ye Yun instantly covered the sword body with spiritual power, and the destructive sword light roared away again.
"clang!!!"
The sword energy collided with the blade, and a burst of white light burst out.
Lang Xing immediately launched the next main attack, and he would not give the opponent any chance to breathe.
In the world of the weak and the strong, you must not be careless, because if you are not careful, you may die without a burial.
Using the wolf's sharp claws to cultivate sword energy, from this we can see that Lang Xing is indeed very powerful.
The ghostly figure shuttled back and forth quickly, attacking wildly with ruthless claws, trying to tear Ye Yun's body apart.
Guard Yeyun tried to rush up to help him several times, but was stopped by their boss.
It's just because their boss has noticed that Yeyun's strength is definitely not simple, enough to handle this matter.
In the face of Lang Xing's endless attacks, Ye Yun has always been able to handle it with ease.
It seemed that the opponent's attack would not allow him to use his full strength.
Hope the one next to him turned sideways and easily avoided the sharp claws. In an instant, Ye Yun suddenly raised his leg and kicked Lang Xing's waist fiercely.
For monsters like the ghost wolf, their waist and abdomen are always their weakness. Once they are hit by a powerful attack, their internal organs may be damaged.
"Roar!!"
With a roar of pain, Lang Xing fell to the ground.
He was still about to stand up and fight back, but the sharp sword was already at his throat.
If he dared to act rashly, Lang Xing would undoubtedly have his throat cut in an instant.
He moves very quickly, but he already knew in the battle just now that the opponent's movements are faster than him.
With a trace of scarlet blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, Lang Xing stared at Yeyun closely, and said in a deep voice.
"How do you know my name? Who are you?"
Lang Xing also thought that those who really knew him had already left, but unexpectedly, there were still people who could recognize him.
"Ding! Defeat the son of luck, Lang Xing, and successfully attack the opponent's arrogance. The target loses 500 points of luck. Congratulations, master, for gaining 500 points of villain value.
Currently has a villain value of 5800 points. "
This is not over yet, and then the sound of the system rang again.
"Ding! Expose the real name of the son of Luck, Lang Xing, and make him uneasy. The target loses 300 luck points. Congratulations to the master for gaining 300 villain points.
Currently has a villain value of 6100 points. "
