My friend was seriously injured and dying, the Blood Dragon Horse fell to the ground, and the top ten Xuanwu Realm leaders blocked the escape route.
A wolf in front and a tiger in the back, a dragnet and a dragnet. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lin Yun reached a desperate situation within a desperate situation.
Wang Ning, who is on top of the monster horse, does have the capital to say this.
Thousands of pairs of eyes, looking at it from a distance, with indifferent expressions, make people feel even more desolate.
Even though Lin Yun has always been stubborn and refused to admit defeat.
Such a situation still made him feel a little sad and a little desperate.
Ignoring Leng Mo's scolding, Lin Yun turned around and walked towards the blood dragon horse that fell to the ground. The spear was inserted into its body, causing it to tremble in pain.
"Be patient."
Lin Yun patted the blood dragon horse on the shoulder, then his expression condensed, he held the gun body with both hands and drew it fiercely!
Poof!
Blood splattered across his face, and the blood dragon horse roared loudly in pain, which was heartbreaking.
A hint of coldness flashed in Wang Ning's eyes, and he gave Leng Mo a look beside him.
Leng Mo nodded with a grin, patted it gently, and took out another spear with a cold light from the storage ring.
call out!
This spear was impartial and hit Lin Yun right in the middle. As long as he dared to dodge, the spear would hit the Blood Dragon Horse again.
Lin Yun, who was dealing with the blood dragon horse's wound, heard the sound of breaking through the air behind him and knew it without turning around.
His expression did not change. He finished processing the last details of the blood dragon horse's wound before turning around calmly.
He turned his body slightly to avoid his vital points, and thrust the spear into Lin Yun's shoulder.
With his perfect Thunder Flame combat body, this shot did not cause fatal injuries to him.
But the huge impact force, a shot containing Xuanwu Realm's true essence, made Lin Yun, who was still in pain, kneel on one knee on the ground.
Wang Ning said calmly as the demonic beast mounted the horse: "Lin Yun, no one will save you, a person who cannot sacrifice his martial spirit. I will give you two choices, either die or kneel down and beg for mercy. From now on, you will only do
I am Wang Ning’s sword slave.”
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Lin Yun's delicate face was stained with blood, and he laughed a little crazily.
Glancing at the strand of black hair on his little finger, he sighed softly in his heart, and his smile gradually faded: "Lin is ashamed of himself among the top ten Xuanwu Realm leaders. If you lose, you lose. But although I am young, I am not
Those who are greedy for life and afraid of death, if they want to kill me, come and fight!"
They were fighting fiercely in the forest, fighting for their lives. They thought they still had a glimmer of hope, but in the end they were just being played by others.
With the top ten Xuanwu Realm leaders joining forces, Lin Yun thought he was invincible, but it was impossible for him to surrender and kneel down to beg for mercy!
No matter how much unwillingness there is in my heart, I still have to bear it with the sword in my hand!
"Count me in. Ahem, we two brothers will die together. It would be nice to have a companion on the road to hell."
Li Wuyou, who was seriously injured, struggled to get up, wiped his face and put it on Lin Yun's shoulder, smiling heartlessly.
With this attitude, the two of them completely ignored Wang Ning's threats and did not give him any face.
Wang Ning's face turned dark, and he shouted in a deep voice: "You dare to speak harshly when you are about to die, I will do it as you wish!"
"kill!"
Leng Mo flew off his horse, shouted angrily, and led more than a dozen innate masters around him to surround and kill him.
boom!
But at this moment, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from the blood dragon horse lying on the ground.
The fur all over his body was like blood, burning with raging flames, which became more and more intense.
"Xuanwu Realm!"
"It's amazing. Under such desperate pressure, this blood dragon horse actually broke through."
A scene that no one expected happened suddenly. The bloody dragon horse fell to the ground and shouted
A roar.
Like lightning, the smoke and dust on the ground were kicked up, and Jue Chen rode towards Leng Mo who was rushing towards him.
Bang!
The menacing Leng Mo was caught off guard and was pierced by the blood dragon horse's single horn on his forehead and his nails. The surging force knocked him away at the same time, and his internal organs exploded on the spot.
If he hadn't had Xuanwu Realm cultivation, he would have perished immediately under this building.
Lin Yun's eyes lit up, he jumped into the air, grabbed the sword box with both hands, and smacked it towards Wang Ning.
Thirty-four purple kites bloomed, and the thick and surging sword light poured into the sword box like a river.
Suddenly, what Lin Yun held in his hand seemed not to be a sword box, but an isolated peak with rugged sword intent.
Wang Ning was so frightened that he abandoned his horse and fell to the ground, not caring about his image that kept rolling.
Bang!
The sword box smacked the demonic beast's horse, smashing it into pulp on the spot. Wang Ning, who was on the ground, was instantly vomited blood and flew wildly as the air wave rolled.
The top ten Xuanwu Realm leaders in the rear were all confused by this sudden scene.
After reacting, the two brothers Han Mo and Han Feng were the first to bear the brunt and protected Wang Ning.
The other people's expressions turned cold and their murderous aura surged. They all knew what kind of trouble would be left behind if Lin Yun escaped.
"A bunch of trash, don't dare to stop anyone!"
Wang Ning was helped up and immediately scolded those timid Xiantian realm warriors. These people were really useless.
More than a dozen newcomers to the Xiantian Realm bravely attacked Lin Yun who landed on the ground.
Snap!
Lin Yun patted it lightly and grabbed the Flower Burial Sword among the roses in the sky.
Looking at the dozen or so people running towards them, they grasped the hilt of their swords, brewing their sword intent.
When this group of people came within ten steps, the flower-burial sword let out a heavenly sword cry, and the sword suddenly came out of its sheath.
Bang!
Lin Yun's powerful half-step sword intent rushed out, and more than ten people rushed towards him.
Before he could resist, he was knocked away by the sword intent at the same time. After he landed, he was covered in bruises and shock, but he couldn't get up again.
"Brother, get on the horse!"
Li Wuyou took advantage of the chaos and climbed onto the blood dragon horse. After getting rid of the entanglement, he immediately ran towards Lin Yun.
Lin Yun grabbed the sword box on the ground, put the sword back into its sheath, and got on his horse.
"Leave it to me!"
Seeing two people riding a horse together, I wanted to ride away completely.
Among the top ten Xuanwu Realm leaders, Huangfu Jingxuan, the most powerful, flew towards him.
As long as he drags Lin Yun out for a moment and waits for the other leaders to come and kill him, Lin Yun will still die.
"Stubborn and unclear!"
Lin Yun hated Huangfu Jingxuan deeply. If it weren't for his existence, he wouldn't have been forced into a corner in the dense forest before.
Now, as soon as there was a glimmer of hope, they were chasing after him again.
With a slight thought in his mind, the ray of sword light lingering around the Broken Sword's martial spirit quickly entered Lin Yun's fingertips.
Condensing Qi into light, snapping your fingers and hurting people!
It's just that this sword light is not derived from spiritual energy, but is condensed from the wisp of sword light that lingers around the broken sword.
But the power is several times greater.
Huangfu Jingxuan, who was chasing in the air, saw the sword light coming towards him, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly dodged.
It was like an evil ghost breaking free from hell and coming back to the world, shocking people's hearts.
Poof!
Huangfu Jingxuan, who tried his best to dodge, was still hit by the sword light hole on his right shoulder and fell to the ground on the spot.
"Huangfu Jingxuan, I will settle this account with you sooner or later. There is no end between us!"
Lin Yun, who was on the back of a blood dragon horse, was releasing his last trump card. His face was frighteningly pale, but the light shining in his eyes was stubborn and persistent.
"This man must not be left here!"
Huangfu Jingxuan frowned, ignoring the scars on his shoulders, and said in a deep voice: "Chasing, the blood dragon horse broke through with injuries, and it will definitely not be able to run very far!"
Ta-ta-ta!
More than a dozen Xuanwu Realm leaders, their faces extremely gloomy, borrowed monster beast mounts.
Take a step forward and keep chasing.
The blood left on the blood dragon horse's body was difficult to deal with. The group followed the blood trail and clung to it.
"These bastards!"
Li Wuyou glanced at the group of people behind him, who were biting each other tightly, and was trembling with anger.
Lin Yun glanced at him, and his face turned frighteningly pale, not looking like a living person at all.
If you don't heal your wounds, you will be doomed sooner or later.
But the group of people behind them didn't give them a way to survive, and they couldn't stop to rest.
The blood dragon horse that sat down also had its initial invincibility, but became exhausted. The cold shot almost pierced it, the shot was too harsh!
"Go that way!"
Suddenly, a green bamboo forest appeared in Lin Yun's field of vision.
The nearly 100-meter-long green bamboo, accompanied by a hazy mist, stretches as far as the eye can see and looks extremely weird.
"Burial Sword Forest!"
When Huangfu Jingxuan and others came to the bamboo forest, their expressions changed and they stopped moving forward.
"Do these two people not know that this is the Sword Burial Forest?"
Mo Qingyun controlled the monster and sat down, looked at the bamboo forest, and said with lingering fear.
The Lingxiao Realm is extremely vast, and there are many forbidden areas that must not be set foot in. Once you step into them, you will definitely die.
Burial Sword Forest is such a forbidden place.
Many people had entered it by mistake before, but only one person came out. But after taking a few steps, the only one who came out was also killed by the sword light.
Even after the evil reputation of Sword Burial Forest spread, the supervisory elders repeatedly warned it.
You must not set foot there, otherwise you will risk your life or death.
"Where are the people?"
Wang Ning and Leng Mo rushed over without much rest.
The two of them were half-weighted, and both were seriously injured, but they still pursued them bravely.
As long as Lin Yun is alive, the two of them cannot feel at ease at all.
The other people did not answer him, but silently moved out of the way.
"Burial Sword Forest!"
After seeing clearly, Wang Ning's face changed with fright, and he controlled the monster to retreat quickly.
Before coming, his brother told him about many forbidden places, among which the Burial Sword Forest was the most dangerous place.
There were elders who had transcended the Xuanwu Realm, and many senior disciples, all of whom died tragically.
Leng Mo muttered: "If he enters this Sword Burial Forest, he will die, so the second young master doesn't need to worry."
Wang Ning's expression was uncertain, and the current result was definitely not what he wanted.
Lin Yun would never feel at ease unless he was in front of him with his own eyes.
"He was able to save his life in Yinfeng Stream, but this Sword Burial Forest..." The gloom in Wang Ning's eyebrows was hard to dissipate.
Huangfu Jingxuan smiled and said: "Second Young Master, you don't have to worry too much. First of all, this Sword Burial Forest is not an empty name, it is a real forbidden land. All the strong men in the Purple Mansion Realm died in it, let alone a congenital waste like him?"
"Taking a step back, even if he doesn't die, he will definitely not be able to complete the trial. He can't become a disciple of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion. With the power of the Wang family in Qintian County, will it be difficult to kill him?"
Wang Ning's expression gradually improved upon hearing this, and he sneered: "I'm a little confused. Even if he's not dead, if he can't become a disciple of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, then there's no need for me to worry!"
