After beheading Dharma King Youyun, the huge force shook the ground to pieces and stirred up dust and smoke all over the sky. The two elders pursued the victory and rushed into it with their swords. The swords, lights and black seals clashed continuously, and both sides could not be seen clearly in the fog.
The figure of fierce fighting.
When the two elders were showing off their power, many Hengshan disciples also rushed here. Under the leadership of Hu Qianzhong, they set up a sword formation, waiting for the two elders to force the demon into it.
This pair of fists is hard to beat with four hands, not to mention that King Youyun is on one leg and one arm at the moment. The two elders have been in battle for a long time and have sharp moves. In addition, Hengshan's swordsmanship is famous for its quickness. It is really difficult for him to parry for a while.
But as the saying goes, a trapped beast still fights, and a desperate enemy cannot be contained. King Youyun was forced into a desperate situation, so he simply gritted his teeth and fought hard. He risked aggravating his injuries and let go to fight.
I saw Dharma King Youyun no longer dodging, but facing the edge of the sword. At the same time, he struck out the black seals in his hand, as if he was going to attack instead of defending.
Elder Feng sneered disdainfully. He believed that the other party was having a flashback, so he simply took a risk and approached him with his sword. Unexpectedly, two thick black fogs as thick as human arms spurted out from under the black robe of Master Youyun, billowing towards him.
he comes!
Elder Feng was taken aback, and he swung his sword light to resist, but was still forced out of a loophole by the opponent. King Youyun found the right opportunity, and sprayed out billowing black energy from under his body, rushing towards him like a soaring cloud riding on mist.
Elder Feng gritted his teeth and fought back. Elder Wei sighed and swung his sword to save his junior brother.
But as soon as he made a move, the siege between the two men was broken. The gap exposed by the other party was exactly what Dharma King Youyun wanted. He immediately withdrew his hand, a black cloud rolled up under his feet and swept back.
"No! He's trying to escape!" When Hu Qianzhong saw the duck in his hand fly away, he immediately called his disciples to chase him.
Elder Wei also caught up with him immediately. Elder Feng, who knew something was wrong, looked ugly. He cursed secretly and immediately used Qinggong to chase after him.
The Hengshan faction and his entourage were in hot pursuit, but they never expected that the severely injured Dharma King Youyun could still gradually distance themselves from them by relying on Qinggong.
Just when Hu Qianzhong was worried and the two elders looked troubled, a black and white Tai Chi diagram suddenly appeared on the way to escape for Dharma King Youyun.
When everyone was shocked, they suddenly saw a pale sword energy burst out from the center of the two-colored radiant and rotating Tai Chi diagram. It was like an angry dragon coming out of the sea, roaring in all directions, and in an instant, it flew towards Dharma King Youyun.
The movements of his body stopped, and he was pushed back step by step.
Looking at the spinning Tai Chi diagram, the expressions of the two Hengshan elders changed. Elder Wei stared at the man blocking the road, wearing a black Taoist robe with white edges and holding an iron sword. There was no trace of joy or anger on his face.
"It's actually Wangchen." After recognizing the man's identity, Elder Feng was slightly surprised, then frowned and said, "Has his injury been healed?"
What stood in the way of King Youyun's escape was none other than Wangchen, one of the Seven Wudang Sons who was seriously injured and comatose after the First World War in the North.
Hu Qianzhong, who followed closely, stopped the disciple who was about to take action and looked at Taoist Master Wangchen with dark eyes.
Taoist Master Wangchen took a step forward and stabbed forward with the iron sword in his hand. He saw the Tai Chi Diagram behind him spinning rapidly. The fierce sword energy only forced Dharma King Youyun to retreat continuously.
After a moment, there was only a "click" sound, and the black mark that King Youyun placed on his chest to resist the sword energy suddenly cracked a crack, and then the crack quickly spread to the entire black mark.
Wangchen's gaze was deep, the iron sword in his hand was unwavering, and he took another step slowly. King Youyun groaned, and the black seal in his palm suddenly shattered, and Cang Ran's sword energy passed through his chest, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood.
Come.
"Cough, cough!"
The black energy around King Youyun's body collapsed. He fell forward unsteadily, but did not lie down. He knelt on one knee, holding his bleeding chest and gasping for air.
Wangchen walked over with his sword in hand, stopped three feet away from the other party, and said calmly: "Dharma King Youyun, your time has come."
"Hehe, hehehe——!"
Dharma King Youyun raised his head with a sneer, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, narrowed his eyes and said, "Junior, now even you dare to be presumptuous in front of me. Let your master say this."
Wangchen lowered his head and looked at him with slightly cold eyes: "The Xuantian Sect has done many evil things. You killed so many disciples of my Wudang Sect in Beidi. Today, I will collect some of this debt from you, the Dharma King who protects the teachings."
"Really, just you——?!"
King Youyun shouted loudly, and the aura that had fallen into depression became stronger again. The black energy spurting out from under the black robe quickly swept around and turned into a strange light black mist that enveloped everyone.
Everyone was shocked. King Youyun smiled ferociously, and his mutilated body slowly floated up with the support of black energy. The thick black energy wrapped around his body, wrapping it up in layers, leaving only one head outside.
Like that ghostly ghost.
Murderous intent surged crazily in the eyes of Dharma King Youyun, and the black energy moved as he pleased, blowing up waves of dark wind from under his feet, making people almost unable to open their eyes, and then turned into a series of sharp blades, with him as the center, flying in all directions.
Shoot away.
Facing the incoming sharp blade, no one dared to look down upon it. When Dharma King Youyun was about to die, he would definitely counterattack crazily. Everyone showed their magical powers, resisting the black blade while waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.
Wangchen broke through the black blade in front of him with a sword, jumped forward, and swung out the iron sword in his hand. The dazzling sword light was like a sun disk, slowly rising into the sky, and heading towards the Dharma King Youyun slowly but urgently.
But unexpectedly, Dharma King Youyun refused to dodge, and when the sword light killed him, he actually turned into black energy and dissipated, retreating into the surrounding black mist.
Wangchen was stunned for a moment, and then a sense of crisis came over him. The figure of Master Youyun emerged from the black mist behind him like a ghost. He slapped the black seal in his hand, and the flying black seal rolled up the black air and turned into a big line.
The black snake swallowed him up in one big bite.
Caught off guard, Wangchen had no choice but to raise his sword to resist, but he was still hit by the attack until he vomited blood. His body rolled several times on the ground before he managed to stabilize himself.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After Wangchen's defeat, Hengshan's side was also in a bad situation. In the black mist, King Youyun could launch an attack from anywhere, making it impossible to defend against it.
Elder Feng was accidentally knocked to the ground by a black seal. Although Elder Wei was extremely cautious, Dharma King Youyun was extremely cunning and could attack the enemy with one move. The black seal went straight towards Hu Qianzhong, and he had to return to defense.
This time it also fell behind.
They are now like a small boat in the sea, in danger of capsizing at any time. Elder Feng spit out bloody phlegm and said loudly: "As long as we are in this black mist, we have no chance of winning, what should we do!"
The black mist released by Dharma King Youyun is just like the illusory formation of Hengshan Sword Technique, used to confuse opponents and create opportunities for himself. Those who are in it will see and hear all lies. This so-called authority is a delusion.
Cold sweat broke out on Elder Wei's head: "We have entered the situation. If we turn around and run for our lives, we will definitely die. We can only hold on at this moment. King Youyun is seriously injured. He will not be able to hold on for long. This black mist is so hateful. If anyone can be outside,"
Before he finished speaking, another black mark fell from the sky. Elder Wei met it with a sword. He saw that the black mark was like a dreamy bubble, and it could break at the touch. His heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.
As expected, the black mark was an illusion, and Dharma King Youyun had already come behind him with a real killing move. Elder Wei couldn't help but close his eyes and sighed in his heart, my life is over.
"Broken!" At this critical moment, a voice suddenly came.
Layers of light like waves suddenly appeared above everyone's heads. In the slightly trembling light and shadow, a crescent moon suddenly fell. Accompanied by a ray of azure light, the layers of black mist swayed and fell violently.
Above the head of Dharma King Youyun!
Dharma King Youyun turned around with a grim smile, turned half of his body to hold the crescent moon sword energy, and lifted up the black seal that was supposed to hit Elder Wei with his backhand. The black seal rolled up the remaining black mist around him, setting off a tornado rising into the sky.
He rose up and faced the beautiful figure flying into the sky.
The woman in plain clothes faced the ink-black tornado with a long sword. She swung the sword, the energy of the sword was like a whip, and several colorful moon sword beams flashed like thunderbolts and lightning, finally cutting away all the black energy around the black seal.
, but he never expected that the black mark that hit him suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then exploded suddenly.
The violent force pulled the woman down from the air. King Youyun held on and took the opponent's sword. At this moment, he was really at the end of his strength. He looked coldly at the woman who landed on the ground, wiped the blood on the corner of her mouth and slowly stood up.
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"Jade Girl Swordsmanship." A fierce light flashed in his eyes: "The head of Emeisu has also arrived."