Yes, Yang Yueyi has disappeared along with those thousands of soldiers.
The Black Queen and others fought hard for an hour, and the enemies that led them to a deadlock were completely destroyed by Ye Shenghui's move without any sound.
"Ye...Ye..." Hei Hou was so surprised that she couldn't speak. She opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to speak.
She had never seen a half-step martial saint take action. She thought that maybe Lin Yun and Ye Shenghui, both half-step martial saints, would be very powerful, but she never expected that they would be so powerful.
Ye Shenghui turned around, with a kind smile on his face. With a gentle wave of his right hand, countless smoke and dust fell on the bodies of Black Queen and others, and all the wounds on their bodies were healed.
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"My ability can only treat your skin injuries. If you are too seriously injured, you may have to go to Master Lin Yun for treatment." Ye Shenghui said with a smile. At this moment, his four Martial Emperor subordinates,
He also came to his side and stood aside devoutly, silently.
"Ah... thank you!" After a while, the Black Queen and others woke up from the shock and thanked Ye Shenghui.
"Okay. Since we have joined forces, don't say such polite words." Ye Shenghui waved his hand indifferently. The reason why he came to rescue the Black Queen was because he heard the Black Queen collapsing on the way.
It was just the violent sound of the city wall.
After the words fell, Ye Shenghui turned to look to the north and said in a deep voice, "Since everything is fine, hurry up and save people. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's go and meet Master Lin Yun first."
"Ye...Uncle Ye." Just as Ye Shenghui was about to lead everyone away, the Black Queen suddenly called softly from behind him.
Ye Shenghui turned around, his expression still so peaceful, not like an executioner at all.
"I want to ask you, since you are so powerful, why do you still call Lin Yun your lord?" The Black Queen was puzzled by this matter. Although she had heard that the president of the Assassination Society died in Lin Yun in the past,
Yun's hands, but after all, even though they didn't witness that battle with their own eyes.
However, along the way, she heard a lot of rumors. Lin Yun was defeated by Meng Mingshi. Some people even said that Lin Yun's true strength was only half-step to the level of a Martial Saint, but never reached the level of a Martial Saint.
Since they were both half-step martial saints, why did Ye Shenghui address Lin Yun as "sir"?
Ye Shenghui shook his head, looked at the sky, and said calmly, "He is a very strange person. I admire him very much. I call him "sir" to show respect."
"And I can tell you clearly that Lord Lin Yun is definitely more powerful than anyone imagined."
Ye Shenghui will never forget that day, the lingering power caused by Lin Yun's battle with Nightmare.
Even though he was hundreds of miles away, he still felt it clearly.
That was definitely a battle at the Martial Saint realm, the realm he had dreamed of breaking through in his life.
Originally, he had decided to hide in the mountains and forests after rescuing his family this time.
But with today's battle, his mood inevitably changed.
He saw the high-spirited Ye Shenghui from decades ago, and also saw Lin Yun's back in that scene.
At the same time, in the northern battlefield, the battle was gradually coming to an end.
As Yasuo's Purple Flame Demon Sword returned to his hand, the eight Martial Emperors were unable to withstand Yasuo's offensive.
Purple Demon Slash!
The man-bear was panting heavily and repairing his body. However, the next moment, Yasuo, who was still a hundred meters away, suddenly turned into a shadow.
Immediately afterwards, six criss-crossing purple flame sword auras flashed across his eyes.
These six blades of sword energy suddenly penetrated his body, and the expression on the man-bear's face remained in disbelief.
However, the next moment, in full view of everyone, the body of the human bear had been torn into pieces and turned into corpses. He was too dead to die.
"Strong Yasuo!" The person in the mirror couldn't help but admire him.
"Stop talking nonsense. Go help Nangong and Shangguan." Yasuo couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. The purple flame demon sword was back in his hands. There was nothing happier than this in the world.
"Can you handle it alone?" The man in the mirror frowned and asked worriedly.
"With the demon sword in hand, these trashes are nothing."
After receiving Yasuo's affirmative answer, the man in the mirror also flew in the direction of Nangong and Shangguan.
At this moment, Yasuo faced seven Martial Emperors alone without any fear at all.
"Did you just say that we are useless?" A middle-aged man blushed.
"I will definitely kill you today!"
"Don't think that killing a man-bear is considered a skill!"
Facing the angry scolding of everyone, Yasuo just did one thing. He closed his eyes tightly and directly used the 'Purple Demon Nine-foot Formation'. At the same time, he said in a cold voice, "Let's go together, you losers!"
At this moment, in the sky, two phantoms disappeared from mid-air at the same time. Only half an instant later, the two phantoms suddenly collided with each other.
Bang--!
Two extremely terrifying energies exploded instantly when the tip of the knife touched the tip of the sword.
Accompanied by the earth-shattering explosion, an invisible shock wave suddenly exploded in all directions, centered on the location where the weapon touched.
boom--!
boom--!
boom--!
One after another, there were endless explosions, and the tall buildings in the surrounding area were instantly cut in half by this invisible shock wave.
The moment the shock wave spread, the short figure flew out like a kite with a broken string at five times the speed of sound, and then hit the ground.
Lin Yun held the sword in one hand, his body glowing with golden light, and he looked down at the knife buried in the dust.
"It's terrible..."
"Is this Lin Yun's strength?"
"Didn't you say that the rumors are all false?"
At this moment, the soldiers in the branch looked up and saw Lin Yun's figure, with fear on their faces.
They are all very aware of Xiao Dao's strength. When using the strange thin knife, Xiao Dao's true strength seems to have reached the level of a half-step martial arts saint.
But Lin Yun actually suppressed the knife steadily. Could it be that Lin Yun really has the realm of a martial saint?
At this moment, even Meng Wan had to stop fighting and looked at Lin Yun in surprise.
This was completely different from the news Meng Mingshi told them.
If Lin Yun is only half as strong as a martial saint, why is Xiao Dao no match for him?
At this moment, Lin Yun looked down at the thin knife in his left hand and felt the strange 'limited immortal' energy.
He hadn't seen each other for a hundred years, but he didn't dare to forget this energy, because it was the aura of his brother, the Immortal Venerable!