Chapter four hundred and ninety fourth sword spirit will
"Boom!" The blood-colored knife shadow fell like a collapsed mountain, directly shattering the joint efforts of Mo Feng and the others. The three figures flew out together, screaming in the air. After landing heavily, they vomited blood and turned as white as
Paper, obviously badly injured.
"Hiss-!" Seeing this scene, everyone gasped and their whole bodies were covered in cold sweat.
How can this be?
Ye Lingyun was clearly at the end of his strength, so why could he still burst out with such terrifying power, not only crushing the three people's joint attack, but even seriously injuring the three of them? It was incredible.
Silence, deathly silence in the whole place!
"This is impossible!" After a while, the first person to react was Diao Zhengde, his eyes almost bulging out of his head, and he roared angrily.
Mr. Ye wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and glanced at Diao Zhengde with stern eyes, which frightened the latter so much that he backed away.
"Mr. Ye, you..." Nie Tian woke up from his dream. Others may not know what happened, but he could see it clearly.
Just now, under Ye Lao's sword attack, the sword energy was bloody and violent, and a strange bloody villain appeared. That was the spirit of the sword!
Ye Lao burned the foundation of the sword, sacrificed the realm of the sword, and used a shocking sword, severely injuring Mo Feng and the other three.
Previously, Ye Lao was in the realm of sword spirit, but after one strike, his realm dropped directly to the realm of sword power.
More importantly, this kind of self-damaging act is almost irreversible. In other words, even if Mr. Ye survives, it is almost impossible to cultivate to the realm of sword spirit again, unless he has the help of heaven-defying medicinal materials.
He repairs foundation damage.
Ye Lao is known as a proud and crazy swordsman. His pursuit of the way of swordsmanship, needless to say, the sacrifice of the realm of swordsmanship, the price of this sword is too high!
"Haha!" Mr. Ye laughed wildly and said: "You three scumbags, you have such little strength but you want to kill Kuang Dao, you are wishful thinking!"
Mo Feng and the other two people covered their chests and were seriously injured. They each looked at the person in front of them, with deep fear in their eyes.
The people behind them couldn't stop retreating. Even three Shenlun realm warriors were defeated. How could anyone else dare to take a step forward.
"Let's go!" Mr. Ye shocked everyone and immediately called Nie Tian to prepare to leave.
"Yes." Nie Tian nodded. Ye Lao shocked everyone with his sword. It was a good time to leave.
But just as they turned around, a silver-haired figure blocked their way.
"Burn the sword spirit and destroy your foundation. Ye Lingyun, you are indeed worthy of the name of Crazy Sword!" Fox Xiaoli's sinister eyes glanced at Nie Tian and others, and her whole body released a calm killing intent. She has the eyes of Xihen,
Of course, we can see why Mr. Ye can make a shocking strike.
She came here for the Red Soul Red Lotus this time, and at this time, of course she couldn't give up.
"Hu Xiaoli, the person you are looking for is me. I have nothing to do with them. Let them leave and I will follow you!" Gu Wuyou stepped forward and said loudly, not wanting to injure everyone.
"Okay." Fox Xiaoli raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said, "As long as you follow me, I won't stop them."
"I'll go with you!" Gu Wuyou wanted to use himself to find a way out for everyone.
"Gu Wuyou, come back!" Nie Tian shouted coldly, signaling Duanmu Lu to stop Gu Wuyou.
Hu Xiaoli had already exposed the methods used by Mr. Ye, so even if she really let Nie Tian and others go, Diao Zhengde and others would not agree.
"Commander Wu, Ye Lingyun used his sword just now to destroy his cultivation. He has no means now and is no different from a useless person. Kill him quickly!" Sure enough, Diao Zhengde's sharp voice sounded, with an excited look on his face.
"Destroy your cultivation?!" Mo Feng understood something immediately. No wonder Ye Lingyun was seriously injured and exhausted his energy, but he could still use a shocking sword. He actually did it at the expense of his own cultivation.
"Ye Lingyun, after you decommissioned your cultivation, do you have another move?" Qiu Wuhen also woke up and smiled coldly, with a much more powerful aura.
"Can you try?" Mr. Ye's face darkened, but he still did not flinch. He pointed at the ground and said, "As I said before, anyone who crosses this line will be killed without mercy!"
"Arrogant!" Qiu Wuhen sneered and glanced at Mo Feng and Wu Mang. The latter two understood, and the three of them took action at the same time again.
"Boom!" Three blasts of murderous energy, with the most ruthless killing intent, blasted out and pressed towards Mr. Ye.
Everyone was stunned at this moment, their hearts jumping into their throats.
The remaining sword energy in Ye Lao's body filled the air, and the unyielding sword spirit condensed into a sword shield, covering his whole body. At the same time, the death iron rope behind him stretched out like a long snake, whistling towards Mo Feng and Qiu Wuhen.
"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the sword spirit's energy shattered directly under the powerful attack, and Mr. Ye flew out.
"Crack, click, click!" The sound of broken bones was heard in the mid-air. Amidst the splatter of blood, the figure in the air was like a broken leaf. After it landed, there was no movement at all. It was unclear whether it was dead or alive.
"Ah! Ah!" At the same time, two screams rang out. Mo Feng and Qiu Wuhen were hit by the iron rope of death, directly piercing their shoulders. Severe pain spread throughout their bodies, and blood flowed like water.
Even in this situation, Mr. Ye still severely injured Mo Feng and Qiu Wuhen again. His strength was beyond terrifying.
"Haha! Crazy Blade Ye Lingyun, you are finally dead!" Seeing Mr. Ye lying on the ground motionless, Mo Feng couldn't help but burst into laughter. Killing the number one madman in the Three Thousand Little World gave him a perverted sense of satisfaction.
"Whoa!" At this moment, a figure suddenly flew past.
Nie Tian was extremely fast and quite strange. Taking advantage of everyone's stunned moment, he flashed behind Diao Zhengde, grabbed the latter's neck directly, and shouted in a deep voice: "Everyone, stay back!"
In the moment just now, Nie Tian did not take action to save Mr. Ye, he was just waiting for such an opportunity.
Even if he rescues people, no one will be able to escape, so only by getting a hostage can they have a chance to survive.
"Ah! Commander Wu, save me!" Diao Zhengde was so excited that he didn't react at the first moment. Only when he felt difficulty breathing did he scream for help.
When Wu Mang saw Diao Zhengde falling into Nie Tian's hands, he panicked and shouted urgently: "Don't kill him!"
"Back off!" Nie Tian uttered two words coldly.
"I'll step back, I'll step back." Wu Mang quickly backed away, signaling Nie Tian not to be impulsive.
The others also stepped back. Although Mo Feng and Qiu Wuhen looked unwilling, they did not dare to make fun of Diao Zhengde's life. After all, his status was too high and the Alchemist Guild was not easy to mess with.
Nie Tian came over with Diao Zhengde hostage, glanced at Hu Xiaoli, and said coldly: "You also stand back!"
"Humph." Hu Xiaoli smiled coldly and said, "City Lord Nie Tian, is it useful to threaten me with his life?"
"Hu Xiaoli, stay back!" At this moment, another figure appeared, and it turned out to be Wan Qirong.
"Sir,..." Hu Xiaoli didn't expect Wan Qirong to appear at this time, and looked puzzled.
"Back off." Wan Qirong said indifferently with a cold face.
"Yes." Hu Xiaoli felt unwilling, but did not dare to disobey Wan Qirong's order, so he had to retreat.
"Huh?" Nie Tian was slightly startled. He noticed that Wan Qirong looked at Diao Zhengde in a wrong way, and said in his heart: "Why would she care about Diao Zhengde's life? Is Diao Zhengde also from Ling Xuantian Pavilion?"