Yang Dingkun's eyes widened, he hugged his legless leg and looked at Yi Yun in horror.
"You...you..."
His voice was trembling and he couldn't speak complete words at all.
For Yuanji realm warriors, if their feet are cut off, they can be reattached with good medicine, and after a few months, they can be restored to their original state.
However, if the foot is smashed into pulp, it is impossible to recover. The only way is to use more top-level medicinal materials to regenerate the severed limb. However, given Yang Dingkun's status and wealth, it is basically impossible to obtain such medicine.
So Yang Dingkun’s foot is completely useless!
A warrior who loses a foot is worse than missing a hand. You can imagine the despair in Yang Dingkun's heart at this time!
Yi Yun held up the bricks stained with blood and flesh, looked at Yang Dingkun, and said calmly: "You don't have to despair, you are going to die here today, it doesn't matter if you are missing one foot."
Although Yi Yun's voice was calm, it contained murderous intent.
Next to Yang Dingkun, Yang Yuefeng, who was still holding a dagger, had a drop of cold sweat on his forehead.
"How... how is it possible? Your cultivation has obviously been abolished!"
When Yang Yuefeng and Yang Dingkun came in just now, they saw Yi Yun's body covered with ice crystals, as if cold poison had entered his body.
However, in the blink of an eye, when Yi Yun's energy burst out, all those ice crystals disappeared!
"Have your cultivation level been abolished?" Yi Yun sneered, "Everything you have done to me, and everything you want to do that has not yet been done, I will give it back to you exactly as it was! No matter it is you or the Shentu family!"
When Yi Yun said this, he exuded endless murderous intent, and behind him, the shadow of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood appeared faintly.
These are the thirty-two words of the Dao of the Sword—killing is the heart!
As Yi Yun's understanding of the thirty-two characters of the Dao of Swords deepened day by day, as murderous intent emerged throughout his body, the phantom of this mountain of corpses and sea of blood would emerge on its own.
Seeing the shadow behind Yi Yun, Yang Dingkun and Yang Yuefeng looked pale, with cold sweat on their foreheads, "You...you haven't been abolished for cultivation? How could this be?"
Both of them are dead souls.
A few months ago, when Yi Yun was still at the peak of Purple Blood, he was able to win the league competition, defeating Feng Lin and Bai successively!
At that time, although Feng Lin and Bai were suppressed in cultivation, they were not something Yang Dingkun and Yang Yuefeng could handle!
But now, Yi Yun has broken through to the Yuan Ji Realm, and his cultivation level is similar to the two of them. Coupled with Yi Yun's superb combat power, they have no courage to resist when facing Yi Yun.
"He still has chains on him!"
Yang Yuefeng saw that some of the chains on Yi Yun's body were broken and some were still attached.
This iron chain is engraved with formation patterns and is extremely strong. It is not easy to break it.
Yang Yuefeng slowly backed away, and glanced at the door of the secret room out of the corner of his eye, feeling resentful in his heart why Yang Dingkun closed the iron door when he entered.
He calculated in his mind that it would take about a snap of his fingers to open the iron door. Yi Yun was bound by the iron chain and could only hit him from the air, which might not do anything to him.
And behind him, there was Yang Dingkun.
Talking about brotherhood at this time is a joke. Why would Yang Yuefeng care about Yang Dingkun's life and death?
Yi Yun touched the space ring with a sneer on his face, "Want to escape?"
Yang Yuefeng's face darkened. He knew that as long as he moved, Yi Yun would attack!
For Yuanji realm warriors, there is no need for physical contact, the sword energy and sword energy in the air are also very powerful!
Yang Yuefeng carefully watched Yi Yun's every move and said in a cold voice: "Do you think you can keep me? You are bound by iron chains, the power of your moves is limited, and you only have time to send out one blow. What can you do to me?
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"You have to work hard to break free from the iron chains. Those broken iron chains have already taken a lot of effort from you!"
Yang Yuefeng said while slowly retreating.
He couldn't turn around and run away all at once, as that would reveal too many flaws, and Yi Yun could beat him half to death with one blow.
Yi Yun sneered, flipped his palm gently, and took out an ancient broken sword from the space ring.
This broken sword was stained with rust and looked like a newly unearthed cultural relic.
"Um?"
Yang Yuefeng was startled, wondering why Yi Yun pulled out such a rotten sword.
And just when he didn't understand why, something happened that made him stare out of his eyes. He saw Yi Yun swipe his hand and slash the broken sword on the iron chain.
Then, there was only a crisp sound, the pattern on the iron chain flashed violently, and then, the iron chain was cut off by the broken sword!
"What!?"
Yang Dingkun's eyes were wide open, his face was as pale as earth, and his soul was almost gone.
How is this possible? That was an iron chain made by the master of the craftsmanship of the Prince of Chu. How could it be broken all of a sudden?
The broken sword that looked almost rotten actually chopped off the iron chain like it was cutting grass!
"You just said something right." Yi Yun threw away the discarded iron chain and said in a cold voice, "You said you shouldn't be too complacent, otherwise you may fall from heaven to hell. That's true..."
As Yi Yun spoke, he walked step by step towards Yang Dingkun and Yang Yuefeng.
At this time, the door to the secret room was still closed. With Yi Yun's strength, Yang Yuefeng gave up all hope and opened the door under his attack.
"We fought him!"
Yang Dingkun hugged his calf and said in a sullen tone, he only had one leg and could not escape Yi Yun's sword no matter what.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt someone push him from behind. His cousin Yang Yuefeng actually pushed his broken leg towards Yi Yun!
"Brother, help me block it for a while!"
Yang Yuefeng said and rushed out of the secret room crazily.
"you!"
Yang Dingkun was horrified. He only had one leg left. How could he withstand Yang Yuefeng's full push? His body flew towards Yi Yun.
Yi Yun sneered and stepped forward.
"ah!!"
Yang Dingkun let out a desperate scream. He held a long sword and stabbed Yi Yun with one sword!
At the same time, Yi Yun put away the broken sword. How could a humble man like Yang Dingkun deserve to be killed by the sword of the master of Chunyang Sword Palace?
That is simply an insult to this sword. This sword should drink the blood of gods and demons like the bronze giant!
As soon as the broken sword was sheathed, Yi Yun went into battle with his bare hands and punched Yang Dingkun in the face!
"ah!"
Yang Dingkun let out a scream and was punched hard in the face by Yi Yun. His facial bones collapsed and his eyes were squeezed out of their sockets. All his facial features were hit by Yi Yun's punch.
Rotten!
Yi Yun transformed his fists into claws, grabbed Yang Dingkun's face, rushed forward, and slammed the back of Yang Dingkun's head into the metal wall of the secret room.
"Peng!"
There was an explosion, and the back of Yang Dingkun's head exploded, with blood splattering everywhere!
Yang Dingkun only had one eye left, and the eyeball was gone, leaving only the white of his eye. His face was gone, and the back of his head was completely covered in blood.
The strength gap between him and Yi Yun is too big!
At this time, Yi Yun turned around and saw Yang Yuefeng closing the door!
Once the door to the secret room is closed, it can only be opened from the outside. And this door is also made of the same metal material as the chain. The iron door is more than two feet thick, but it is many times stronger than the chain. Even with pure Yang
The broken sword of the master of the Sword Palace is not easy to break.
"Goodbye Yi Yun, although I don't know why your cultivation level has recovered, but so what, Mr. Nan Tian will deal with you!"
Yang Yuefeng used his vitality to transmit sound, and the words reached Yi Yun's ears in just an instant.
He didn't believe that Yi Yun could still break open this door. Even if he could, it would definitely take time, and this time was enough for him to escape.
"Crack!"
The door is closed, and the sound of the metal mechanism locking is so sweet.
Yang Yuefeng let out a sigh of relief. It was not suitable to stay here for a long time. He must leave immediately and report everything that happened here to Shentu Nantian.
Now, with the formation disk in hand, Shentu Nantian can transmit the message to the secret room, but Yang Yuefeng has no way to transmit the message.
However... just as Yang Yuefeng turned around, all the blood in his body froze!
He saw Yi Yun standing there like a ghost three feet away in front of him, looking at him as if he were looking at a dead person.
How is it possible...so fast?
Yang Yuefeng really collapsed. He originally thought he had seen hope, but in the blink of an eye, he was in hell again!
When Yi Yun was in the Purple Blood Realm, his speed had surpassed that of many Yuan Ji Realm geniuses by virtue of the technique of entering the subtle body.
What's more, now that Yi Yun has broken Yuan Ji, his speed within a short distance can really be described as teleportation!
"it's over."
Yi Yun said calmly, as if he was being judged by fate.
"Ahhhhh!"
Yang Yuefeng screamed wildly, holding a dagger and stabbing Yi Yun.
Yi Yun's whole body was full of vitality. He swung out one hand and pinched Yang Yuefeng's wrist with his superior strength!
The vitality circulated and Yi Yun's power surged.
"Crack!"
There was a crisp sound of bones breaking, and Yang Yuefeng's hand was twisted directly by Yi Yun!
Yang Yuefeng's hand was twisted at a strange angle, and the pain was heartbreaking. He gritted his teeth and punched Yi Yun's dantian!
However, Yi Yun's other hand shot out like lightning and grabbed Yang Yuefeng's other hand.
The old trick was repeated, and there was another crisp "click" sound!
Yang Yuefeng's face was twisted in pain, and both of his hands were twisted off by Yi Yun!
The dagger in his hand fell down and was caught by Yi Yun.
"You...can't die well."
Yang Yuefeng was filled with despair. He stared at Yi Yun viciously and cursed viciously.
However, Yi Yun just sneered. He waved his hand and stabbed the dagger out, piercing Yang Yuefeng's widened eyes.
"puff!"
His eyes were shattered. Yi Yun's knife pierced Yang Yuefeng's eye socket and directly nailed Yang Yuefeng's head to the wall!
The powerful force completely shattered Yang Yuefeng's brain. Yang Yuefeng's whole body twitched, and blood mixed with brain matter continued to flow out of his eyes.
Yi Yun felt nothing about such a bloody scene.
He was not a murderous person, but when his heart was full of hatred, looking at this bloody scene brought him an indescribable pleasure.
"I said, whatever you want to do to me, I will return it to you exactly as it was!"