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Chapter 1481 Cloudfly

dark night.

To the west of Yunying Holy City.

The two people who had escaped for a long time were caught up again by Holy Lord Yunying.

At night, Holy Master Yunying held his right hand empty, and the long sword came out of his sleeve and disappeared into his hand.

The cyan long sword has a dazzling edge.

Ten feet away, Bai Wangyu and Zhang Donglu saw the long sword emerging from the hands of Holy Lord Yunying in front of them like a spiritual snake, and their faces almost turned green.

Is the Yunxing Sword in the hands of Holy Lord Yunying?

So why did they stay up till midnight?

Didn't Brother Li find a place of loneliness in Yunying Temple?

Thinking of this, Bai Wangyu looked at Zhang Donglu beside him, not knowing what to say.

This old man is so unreliable.

Now, he finally knew why Brother Li always regarded intelligence as so important. If the situation was wrong, it could really kill people.

Zhang Donglu felt the former's gaze, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his old face, and he explained with some lack of confidence, "I don't know that Holy Lord Yunying is a swordsman, and he uses a soft sword."

Bai Wangyu heard the former explanation. Although he was helpless, he also knew that it was useless to talk at this moment. He moved his eyes to the woman in front of him and said through the voice, "Master Zhang, she is alone now. Let's try together.

Try, maybe you can snatch that sword away."

"good."

Zhang Donglu nodded, his expression became serious, and responded, "Then give it a try."

After finishing his words, Zhang Donglu paused slightly and continued, "Be careful. The Yun Ying Yi on the Holy Lord Yun Ying is difficult to damage with swords and is difficult to deal with."

"clear."

Bai Wangyu responded, stretched out his hand to hold the Taiyi Sword behind him, and then pulled it out.

It has to be said that Brother Li's luck is really bad. The Yunzhi Sword, which was once within easy reach, has now become more difficult.

To steal something from a strong man at the peak of the Five Realms, and moreover, steal his weapons, it seems nonsense just thinking about it.

"Are you done talking?"

Ten feet away, Holy Lord Yunying saw that the two were transmitting messages, stepped forward with a long sword in hand, and asked with a sneer.

"Master Zhang."

Bai Wangyu reminded him and immediately rushed forward.

On the side, Zhang Donglu did not hesitate and followed him step by step.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them joined forces to fight the Lord Yunying.

Sharp sword, heavy palm, fierce sword energy, surging palm power, two against one, the opponent is still a woman, but the two of them have no psychological burden at all, and their moves are full of killing intent.

Holding back a great cultivator at the peak of the Five Realms is simply seeking death.

During the battle, Holy Master Yun Ying faced the two men's joint efforts without any change in his expression. He used Yun Ying's clothes to block the two men's attacks. At the same time, the Yun Ying Sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, and he counterattacked strongly.

"Keng!"

Yun Zhi came closer, Bai Wangyu turned around with the Taiyi Sword in his hand, and blocked Yun Zhi's sword head-on.

However, at the moment when the two swords clashed, the Yunzhi Sword's blade suddenly twisted and stabbed Bai Wangyu's chest at an unusually tricky angle.

"careful!"

Zhang Donglu's expression changed slightly when he saw this, and he immediately reminded him.

"Bah!"

At the critical moment, Bai Wangyu bent back, using a warrior's instinct to avoid the vital point.

However, even though it avoided the vital point, the Yunzhi Sword cut through the clothes on his chest and still brought out a waterfall of dazzling blood.

The strange attack method of the soft sword made it difficult for people to guard against it. Even a well-informed Confucian disciple suffered a big loss in their first encounter.

"Hunyuan Palm!"

During the battle, Zhang Donglu struck out with a palm to save him.

Holy Master Yunying snorted coldly and swung his sword. The soft sword turned into refined steel and suddenly blocked the former's palm force.

In a short offensive and defensive battle, with one against two, Holy Lord Yun Ying not only did not fall at a disadvantage, but instead relied on Yun Yingyi and Yun Zhijian to gain the upper hand.

"Mr. Bai, how are you?"

In a hurry, Zhang Donglu asked while facing the enemy.

"No problem."

Bai Wangyu responded, and sealed the meridians on his chest with his fingers to stop the bleeding, and then rushed forward again with his sword.

Taiyi and Yunzhi, two magical soldiers clashed with each other, their moves were thrilling and their styles were fierce.

Faced with the unimaginable attack methods of the Yunzhi Sword, Bai Wangyu was in danger several times. If it hadn't been for the thousands of years of martial arts knowledge and experience of the Confucian leader, he might have succeeded.

"The Holy Fight!"

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Bai Wangyu no longer held back, and his true energy rushed into the divine treasure, and his cultivation was fully activated.

In an instant, Haoran's righteous energy surged into the Taiyi sword, and the sharp edge on the sword was looming.

"boom!"

The two magic weapons clashed again, with the remaining strength attacking. As Bai Wangyu's cultivation level was fully activated and he began to get used to the attack method of the soft sword, when they fought, he was obviously no longer as embarrassed as before.

During the battle, Zhang Donglu, who was in charge of providing reinforcements, was surprised when he saw the rapid growth of the Confucian disciples in front of him.

What amazing fighting skills.

After only a few exchanges of moves, he has gradually figured out the attack method of the Yunzhi Sword. This understanding is really terrifying.

"The Holy Lord is there!"

At this moment, in the distance, figures quickly passed by, it was the masters of the temple who had been thrown away before.

"Her reinforcements are coming, Mr. Bai, don't be reluctant to fight, retreat first!" Zhang Donglu reminded him quickly when he saw a group of powerful men coming quickly from the distance.

"good."

Bai Wangyu responded, but he didn't try to be brave. He waved his sword to start the battle and quickly escaped.

Zhang Donglu followed immediately, and the two figures quickly moved away and rushed to the west.

"This direction."

Behind them, Holy Lord Yunying frowned slightly when he saw the direction in which the two people were escaping.

This is the direction of Yunying Holy Mountain. How can these two people run there?

Could it be that you want to throw yourself into a trap?

"Mr. Bai, we can't snatch that sword away." In the dark night, Zhang Donglu hurried away and said at the same time.

The Holy Lord Yunying is really powerful, and it is really difficult to grab the Yunying Sword.

"Let's meet up with Brother Li first to see if he has any ideas." Bai Wangyu responded, three points faster.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the foot of Yunying Holy Mountain. Without any hesitation, they quickly rushed towards the mountain.

At this moment, in the Yunying Temple and the treasure house, Li Ziye looked at the several magical weapons in front of him, surrounded by black energy, and quickly swallowed up the weapons and put them away.

If he doesn't need it, he can give it away.

Consider it the interest earned on this trip.

"Brother Li!"

Just when Li Ziye was about to go out, a deafening voice sounded outside the Yunying Temple, urging, "Come out quickly, the thing is not inside the temple."

In the secret room, Li Ziye heard Little Red Riding Hood's voice, his eyes narrowed slightly, he stepped forward, stretched out his hand to hold the sword, and the Pure Jun Sword appeared out of thin air.

Li Ziye took the sword and without any hesitation, he slashed towards the treasure house's door.

Suddenly, there was a loud earthquake, and the treasure house door shattered.

Countless masters gathered inside and outside the temple. Li Ziye stepped out, looked at the two people in front of him, and asked, "Where is the sword?"

"In the hands of Holy Lord Yunying!"
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