In the sky, Yang Shengtian held the King's Sword and looked at Ling Yun below, showing disdain for him, as if he did not take Ling Yun seriously.

"I am worthy of being the master of the hall. The kingly aura crushes everything!"

"That's right, so what about the ice attribute? Is it differently vulnerable in front of the king?"

"The master of the hall will take action, that kid will die!"

Under the scene of life and death, the Yang family members started to talk.

Although Ling Yun showed amazing strength, in their opinion, this was just a flash in the pan and could not change the final result.

The only ones who survived in the end were their Yang family.

And Ling Yun will definitely die!

"It seems that you are already exhausted from your skills. Well, I will send you on your way!"

Yang Shengtian held the King's Sword, looked down at Ling Yun below, and said disdainfully.

In his eyes, Ling Yun was no longer different from a dead man at this moment.

"Uncle, depose him first, don't rush to kill him. I want to torture him to death, and I must never give him a discount!"

On the life and death stage, the seriously injured Yang Yu shouted to his uncle.

Hearing this, Yang Shengtian stopped his murderous aura.

"Okay, I'm just trying to do this, it would be too cheap to kill this kid!"

Yang Shengtian grinned and said, following his nephew's wishes.

"You guys can kill me~"

Seeing the appearance of these two people, Ling Yun couldn't help but shake his head and sneer, and said disdainfully.

"Haha, it seems that you boy hasn't realized your situation yet!"

Yang Shengtian, who was the second-turning Spirit King in the sky, looked at Ling Yun on the life and death stage disdainfully, and sneered.

It’s not ridiculous that a lamb to be slaughtered dares to talk to himself like this.

"I'm afraid that those who don't realize their situation are from you Yang's people!"

Ling Yun held two swords and sneered.

"Haha, arrogant boy, it depends on how long you can be rampant!"

Yang Shengtian sneered disdainfully.

Immediately, holding the King's Sword, he rushed towards Lingyun below with a shocking power.

"Liuyun Sword Technique!"

Ling Yun held the sword in both hands, moved his body and mind, and used his proud Liuyun Sword Technique.

The whole person suddenly turned into a white cloud, flashing around Yang Shengtian like the wind.

"Hmph, a trick!"

Seeing this, Yang Shengtian snorted coldly.

A sword slashed towards the white cloud, and with a whimper, the white clouds dispersed and condensed in other parts of the Life and Death Platform.

"What kind of body technique is this? It's so weird?"

Yang Shengtian's sword fell into vain and said in surprise.

"Hmph, I don't believe it anymore, and I can't do anything to you, an ant in the innate realm!"

Yang Shengtian snorted coldly, danced the King's Sword in his hand, and flew out again with amazing momentum.

"Huff!"

A sword slashed the void and slashed towards the strange white cloud.

“Huhhuhu~”

The white clouds scattered and condensed in other places.

Yang Shengtian's second sword slashed the Kong again.

"Oh shit!"

"I want to see when you can hide!"

Yang Shengtian shouted angrily, waved the King's Sword, and slashed towards the strange white clouds.

"It's almost done~"

Ling Yun, who turned into a white cloud, felt the energy accumulated by the sharp sword in his hand, and grinned.

At this time, Yang Shengtian suddenly appeared in front of him and was slashing with a sword.

"Sword drawing technique - Explosion slash!"

A shocking sword energy burst out, and the space was cut in a deep hole in an instant.

"What?"

"not good!"

Seeing this, Yang Shengtian hurriedly blocked the King's Sword in front of him.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The shocking sword energy slashed on Yang Shengtian's King's Sword, and there were harsh roars, and fire was everywhere, and roaring!

"Oh my God, the master of the hall was forced back by that kid with a sword?"

"Just kidding, how is this possible?"

"How did that kid do it?"

When the people in the Life and Death stage saw this scene, they all showed a hint of shock. Obviously, they did not expect Ling Yun to have such amazing strength. One sword forced Yang Shengtian, who was holding the King's Sword, to retreat repeatedly.

"How is that possible?"

"What kind of trick do you have? How could you have such amazing power!"

Yang Shengtian was forced to retreat for dozens of meters, and felt a hot throat, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spit out.

Looking at the pool of blood, Yang Shengtian looked at Ling Yun with a startled face, not daring to believe it.

"It seems that the time for the accumulation of energy is not long enough, otherwise one sword would be enough to cut this guy into pieces."

"The second-turn Spirit King is indeed not easy to deal with!"

Ling Yun narrowed his eyes, looked at Yang Shengtian opposite him, and said coldly.

It would be nothing if it was just a simple second-turn Spirit King, but the King's Sword in the other party's hand was not a joke.

"Forget it, the King's Sword in your hand is good, I'm interested!"

Ling Yun looked at the white three-foot sword in Yang Shengtian's hand and said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Yang Shengtian snorted coldly.

"Haha, the King's Sword is not something you can control!"

Ling Yun smiled faintly and said.

"Can you do not have the final say!"

After saying that, Ling Yun moved his body and turned into a ball of white clouds and flew out very quickly.

I could only see afterimages appearing behind him, and his movements could not be captured by his naked eyes.

"Fantasy Cloud Sword, come out!"

Ling Yun took back the Ice Spring Sword in his hand and summoned the Fantasy Cloud Sword.

The left hand Huanyun Sword, the right hand Xinghui Sword, and the two swords came out together.

"Phantom xiphoid!"

Ling Yun shouted in a low voice, and strange sword shadows mixed with sword lights approached Yang Shengtian.

"What?"

"Disillusion?"

Yang Shengtian's face changed drastically, his pupils shrank, and he felt that the picture in front of him suddenly changed. He immediately realized that this was an illusion and he had fallen into the other party's illusion.

"Damn it, bastard!"

Yang Shengtian shouted loudly, calmed down suddenly, and woke himself up from the illusion.

"It's too late!"

Ling Yun sneered and slashed out his two swords.
To be continued...