Originally, everyone's attention was attracted by Feng Lin, but then they saw that Yi Yun's sword-wielding hand was dripping with blood, all the blood vessels in it had burst, and even the muscles, bones, and meridians were severely damaged.
It was just a slash of the sword that caused Yi Yun's hand to be so seriously injured.
That sword move is so terrifying...
"Yi Yun's hand was actually injured like this. The power of the sword move was far beyond Yi Yun's control. Yi Yun's cultivation was limited, and his meridians were infused with such powerful energy that it tore them apart..."
The warriors in Tai'a Divine City looked at Yi Yun with great worry in their hearts.
With such a price for a sword, can Yi Yun still use his hand?
"Yi Yun!"
At this moment, the Lord of Tai'a Divine City stood up. He was far away on the throne and looked at Yi Yun with eyes filled with unstinting admiration.
"You have already done a good job. If you can't fight anymore, don't force it."
The Lord of Tai'a Divine City does not expect Yi Yun to really win the overall championship. That would be too difficult.
Now, the Lord of Tai'a Divine City knew that Yi Yun's right hand was probably no longer usable. At least, it was impossible for Yi Yun to execute the terrifying sword move just now.
His arms couldn't bear it anymore.
Without that sword move, coupled with the heavy consumption of vitality, only 60-70% was left. In this state, it would be very difficult for Yi Yun to fight against the genius of the Yunlong Divine Kingdom. It should be said that it would be almost impossible to win.
Looking at the Yunlong Divine Kingdom, there are still thirteen people sitting on the player bench at this time, especially the pale young man in black, which has attracted the attention of the city lord of Tai'a Divine City. His strength can be used profoundly among Yuanji realm warriors.
Measure to describe.
In this situation, how can Yi Yun win?
At this time, the young man in black no longer stayed quietly in the corner. He stood up, holding the sword in his arms, and looked at Yi Yun with his dark eyes.
Yi Yun also looked at the young man in black. His right hand was still trembling slightly, and blood was dripping from it.
"it's a pity……"
At this moment, the energy transmission of the young man in black rang in Yi Yun's ears. The voice was cold and ruthless, making people feel chills in their hearts. "If I had known you had such strength, I would have personally taken action in the battle just now."
, but now, your hands are so... you can no longer fight with me."
The young man in black glanced at Yi Yun's hand, showing a hint of regret.
Although it is said that during the general group car round, the players are allowed to swallow elixirs and relics to heal their injuries, but because the time is short, the effect can be extremely limited.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the injury on Yi Yun's hand has damaged the root meridians. Even if he is treated immediately, only a small part of it can be cured in a short time. If he uses that sword move again, Yi Yun's hand may be completely disabled.
Lose!
This made the young man in black feel very sorry.
He is a martial arts fanatic. Among his peers, he is arrogant and lonely among the masters. What he longs for most is to have a well-matched genius with whom he can have a hearty battle. Originally, if Yi Yun could use that sword, he would be
Have this qualification.
Yi Yun looked at the young man in black and remained silent. He had expected that this battle would be difficult, and now it was indeed so. It was even worse than he imagined. Only the second battle left him seriously injured.
arm.
It was because Feng Lin was too strong that Yi Yun had no choice but to do this.
It is true that Yi Yun can no longer use the sword that was imbued with the pure Yang Sword Palace conception just now, at least it cannot strike with the same power as before, otherwise Yi Yun will not be able to bear the load on his arm.
"Yi Yun, don't force yourself!"
Seeing that Yi Yun didn't reply, the city lord of Tai'a City said again that in this kind of alliance competition, when masters compete, it is possible for someone to die. Even if there is no death, a serious injury will make someone disabled, or they may lie down for a year and a half.
Years are not impossible, but for a genius like Yi Yun, half a year is too precious to waste.
"Thank you City Lord for your concern, I want to continue fighting."
Yi Yun's voice was calm. The warriors in Tai'a Divine City were stunned when they heard this. Looking at Yi Yun's appearance at this time, it was really worrying.
His vitality was greatly depleted and one hand was seriously injured. How could he continue to fight?
"Since you insist, then okay..." The middle-aged scribe looked at Yi Yun deeply and sat down slowly.
"Haha! This Yi Yun wants to save face and suffer, even though he is no longer able to do it, he is still holding on here!"
On the side of Yunlong Divine Kingdom, a young man wearing brocade clothes smiled disdainfully. The brocade clothes on this young man were a kind of title uniform of Yunlong Divine Kingdom. The title uniform was embroidered with Feitian Black Jiao, which was equivalent to the title of Tai Ah Divine Kingdom.
The title of Viscount, to be promoted to Viscount at this age, this young man is definitely not weak.
"There is no need to speak of bravery at the end of a strong crossbow. Yi Yun has stopped here. His hand is disabled and his vitality is less than 70%. There is nothing to be afraid of!" Another genius of Yunlong Divine Kingdom said.
"He could have surrendered honorably, but he didn't know what to do and insisted on standing on the stage to seek death. In this case, I will go up and deal with him!"
The young man in the flying black dragon suit gave a cruel laugh, and jumped onto the Divine Desolation Platform with a knife in hand.
"I will fight this battle!"
The young man in the black dragon suit pointed his sword directly at the center of Yi Yun's eyebrows, showing a provocative smile, "Yi Yun, you are very arrogant. You have won consecutive battles all the way. Unfortunately, you are destined to be defeated at the hands of me, Murong Guang. Come on, let's
Let me see what skills you have left, use them all!"
Murong Guang's voice was so wanton that all the trialists in the Tai'a Divine City around him were filled with rage.
"Who the hell is he! Taking advantage of others' danger and pretending to be a big clown, it's so shameless!"
Some senior trialists were eager to rush up and chop Murong Guang into pieces.
"If Senior Brother Yi Yun was not injured, he would not be the enemy of Senior Brother Yi Yun at all!" There was a junior sister who was new to Tai'a Divine City, and her little chest was heaving with anger.
However, Murong Guang sneered at these things, "Fighting only depends on the result. What's the point of the process? What about genius? It's not like you have to fall into my hands! No matter what the reason is, if you lose in my hands, you will be defeated for the rest of your life."
It can’t be washed. It’s like a saint, if you fuck me, you fuck me! Hahaha!”
Murong Guang smiled, but at this moment, he was suddenly stunned.
He saw Yi Yun take out a jar from the space ring. He opened the lid of the jar, which was filled with a heavy and viscous liquid.
"what?"
Before Murong Guang could see clearly, Yi Yun raised his head and drank the whole jar of red liquid.
What’s in this jar is all precious blood—the precious blood of the Golden Crow relic!
After Yi Yun killed the Golden Crow Relic at the Falling Star Gate, he put the body of the Golden Crow Relic into the space ring, and then took the precious blood of the Golden Crow Relic and put it into a blood jar. This is where the essence of the Golden Crow Relic's body lies.
[Today’s two chapters each have only 2,000 words, the second chapter will be before 12:30.]