Three figures were engaged in a terrifying battle.
These three figures are none other than Luo Qianqian, Yang Manjun and Xiang Xiaotian.
At this moment, Luo Qianqian was really struggling.
Yang Manjun is a master of the fifth level of Zhuzhao, and Xiang Xiaotian is a master of the sixth level of Zhuzhao.
Faced with the two men's joint attack, Luo Qianqian did not dare to neglect even though he had Zhuzhao seventh-level cultivation.
The most important thing is that Luo Qianqian also feels that there is a more severe crisis hidden in the darkness.
This made her afraid to take action with all her strength.
It was naturally difficult for her to cope with such a situation.
Suddenly, Luo Qianqian's body froze.
A hundred meters away from her, the great elder of the Huanzhen Sect took action.
A light flashed in his eyes.
This is the spiritual consciousness illusion technique of Huan Zhen Sect.
Although Luo Qianqian quickly came to his senses, Yang Manjun and Xiang Xiaotian still seized the opportunity during this moment of stagnation.
Yang Manjun struck with one sword.
Luo Qianqian's body was like a swimming dragon, and he avoided Yang Manjun's sword in a sharp dodge.
At the same moment, Xiang Xiaotian blasted out with a palm.
Luo Qianqian's old strength had just gone, but his new strength had not yet emerged, so he could no longer completely avoid Xiang Xiaotian's palm.
She could only reluctantly use her true energy to protect her vitals.
Bang! The next moment, a huge palm print struck in front of Luo Qianqian.
Luo Qianqian's Zhen Gang was shattered into pieces.
Then, Luo Qianqian flew out upside down.
Although her Zhen Gang generally blocked Xiang Xiaotian's palm print, the power of the palm print penetrated into her body.
Blood suddenly overflowed from the corners of Luo Qianqian's mouth.
"Little bitch, aren't you very capable?
Keep blocking for me?"
Yang Manjun's face was filled with joy.
While talking, she and Xiang Xiaotian launched another fierce attack on Luo Qianqian.
The great elder of the Huan Zhen Sect would be by his side from time to time, firing cold arrows secretly, which was extremely insidious.
five minutes later.
Luo Qianqian was blown away again.
This time, her injuries were obviously more serious.
"Red Dragon Muscle."
Suddenly, Yang Manjun took out a long red tendon that seemed to be condensed by magma.
This long tendon exudes the breath of a dragon.
This is obviously a real dragon tendon.
"Little bitch, wait until I tie you up with dragon tendons, and then I'll slowly discipline you."
Yang Manjun sneered at Luo Qianqian.
Luo Qianqian's expression was quite calm.
The other warriors from Yushan City around were already extremely anxious.
If Yang Manjun really wants to tie up Luo Qianqian, the outcome is really unimaginable.
Seeing Yang Manjun, Luo Qianqian was about to take action, and a burst of screams suddenly sounded.
Yang Manjun's movements suddenly stopped.
Xiang Xiaotian and others turned around cautiously and looked behind them.
This scream came from the team behind them.
When they looked back, they immediately saw a scene that made them feel uncomfortable.
The team at the rear of them all had blood flowing from their mouths and fell to the ground with painful expressions.
"poison."
"The air is poisonous."
Behind the "rogue" team, there were warriors shouting in fear.
"No, everyone, be careful and hold your breath quickly."
Meng Qu's expression changed.
At this moment, wind was blowing in from the gap.
Wherever these winds blew, the warriors in the "roving bandits" team fell to the ground one after another.
Based on his experience, he could naturally tell whether the air was really poisonous or extremely poisonous.
After taking precautions, the threat to the "rogue bandits" caused by the poison in the wind will undoubtedly be greatly reduced.
Even so, the damage caused by the poison to the "rogues" has been terrifying.
More than 300 "rogue bandits" were directly poisoned to death, and more than 200 "rogue bandits" were not killed, but they also lost their combat effectiveness.
Without even seeing the face of the enemy, with just a wave of poisonous wind, the damage suffered by the "rogue bandit" army greatly exceeded the damage suffered during the battle with the warriors of Yushan City.
Wait until the poisonous wind dissipates.
The "roving bandit" army was even more awestruck when they saw more than two hundred warriors appearing behind them.
There are more than two hundred warriors, not many in number, but all of them are elite.
And the leaders of these two hundred warriors, whether they were on the "rogue" side or on the Yushan City side, were extremely familiar to each other.
Ling Yun! The leader of more than two hundred warriors is a young man in black.
This young man in black is clearly Ling Yun.
As for the more than two hundred warriors around Ling Yun, they are undoubtedly the disciples of the White Deer Sect.
Today's White Deer Sect has thousands of inner disciples, but the number of outer disciples is even more astonishing.
But there are not many who actually have fighting ability in the ancient Tianyun world, only about two hundred fleshmen.
This time, Ling Yun brought more than two hundred people with him.
"Ling Yun, is that you?"
Yang Manjun was shocked.
She would never be so surprised by Ling Yun's appearance. It was an accident at best.
However, she never expected that when Ling Yun appeared, he would bring more than two hundred elite warriors with him.
Look at the more than two hundred elite warriors, there are six Zhuzhao warriors.
Ling Yun ignored Yang Manjun.
His eyes were cold and he answered directly with practical actions.
Hey, hey, hey...he doesn't need to give orders.
More than two hundred elite warriors from the White Deer Sect, led by six Zhuzhao warriors, jumped out like arrows from a string.
Yang Manjun, Xiang Xiaotian, Meng Kong and the great elder of the Huanzhen Sect, these four Zhuzhao experts, do not need Ling Yun to deal with them.
Luo Qianqian, Su Wanyu, Xie Lingshan and Yu Qixiu are enough to deal with them.
Ling Yun's eyes shot out with cold light, stabbing towards the sky above the battlefield.
That area was deserted.
When Ling Yun looked towards that area, there was no fluctuation in that area.
Ling Yun's eyes did not waver at all, as if he doubted whether he had made a mistake in his judgment.
He held the Star Dragon Sword in his hand, pointed at the empty area, and slashed through it with one strike.
The void was cut open like tofu.
But when Ling Yun's sword energy reached the empty area, it was blocked by an invisible force.
Immediately afterwards, a skinny man appeared from that area.
"Qi Po Lin."
Seeing this skinny man, Chu Ruomei, who was following Ling Yun, suddenly shrank her eyes.
"Ling Yun, I didn't expect that we still underestimated you."
Qi Polin didn't pay attention to Chu Ruomei, his eyes were like those of an eagle, staring closely at Ling Yundao.
"Mr. Ling, Qi Polin is the general of the Black Cavalry Army, Yang Li's best assistant, and an eighth-level master of Zhuzhao."
Chu Ruomei hurriedly reminded Ling Yun.
The faces of everyone in Yushan City and Bailu Sect changed after hearing this.
An expert in the eighth level of Zhuzhao?
In order to deal with Yushan City, or to be more precise, to deal with Ling Yun, the four major forces even dispatched such masters.
One can imagine how much the four major forces attach great importance to Ling Yun.
However, after thinking about it again, everyone felt that the four major forces had obviously underestimated Ling Yun.
Judging from the current situation, the four major forces may not be able to suppress Ling Yun today.
"I didn't expect you to be so brave."
Ling Yun sighed, "If you can't deal with me, why don't you attack Yushan City and the people around me?"
His sigh sounded very peaceful.
But everyone in the Bailu Sect who was familiar with Ling Yun felt a sense of awe in their hearts.
They knew that Ling Yun was the one who really had murderous intentions.