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Chapter 158 Huang Ying's Dead End

Is Huang Ying a person who can be threatened? Of course not, he just couldn't believe it for a moment.

Is Huang Ying a monk who cares about the lives of ordinary people? Of course not, he just feels sorry for the loss of the Qingyun Sect.

So after the initial shock and anger, Huang Ying calmed down and looked calm. As King Fang Yun, when he made a decision, no one except the leader of Qingyun Sect could change his mind.

The seven cloud kings completely miscalculated. Seeing Huang Ying's expression, Qin Guan said in disbelief, "You would rather die than hand over the "Peeping Heaven Treasure Mirror"? When did you become so loyal to the leader?"

Huang Ying said calmly, "This has nothing to do with the leader."

Huang Ying's meaning is very simple. He is not loyal to the leader, but to the Qingyun Sect. If killing Xingyun City can keep the Qingyun Sect stable, he doesn't mind being annihilated together with Xingyun City.

Yang Yizhen and Shangguan Hong were the oldest and understood Huang Ying's meaning, but they still did not waver. Although there is no saying in Bilanzhou that "people will be destroyed if they don't do it for themselves", but with the current earth-level skills and the cultivation of golden elixir, it is true that

It can make people lose their minds.

They were almost a hundred years old. According to the canon, King Yun who turned one hundred years old was going to return to the mountain to serve as the Supreme Elder and give up the position of King Yun to someone else. At this time, of course they were unwilling to do so.

"Stay alive." Duan Lingtian snorted coldly, and the green sword light penetrated the sky and the earth again, slashing down towards the yellow shadow like a dragon from the sky, pushing away the clouds and chasing the wind along the way, the sharp energy stretching for hundreds of feet, and it was obvious that he no longer held back.

As Duan Lingtian took out his sword, the other six people also took action at the same time, and endless clouds instantly enveloped an area of ​​several thousand feet.

"That depends on whether you have this ability!" Huang Ying laughed loudly, stretched out his hand, and the golden stick suddenly flew towards him. Taking advantage of Duan Lingtian's sword light, he roared and used all his strength to hit the sword light.

go.

In fact, Huang Ying was not prepared to fight to the death, but was prepared to escape first. As long as he could escape, all the plans of the seven people would be in vain, and there would be no need to massacre the city.

The giant stick screamed, and the real energy was stirred up, and it actually hit a sonic boom. Duan Lingtian had no time to change the path of the sword, so he could only snort and activate the real energy again. The sword light suddenly brightened, facing the wind whistling direction brought by the giant stick.

The yellow shadow was chopped away.

There was a loud "dang" sound, and Huang Ying hit the sword light with a stick. Although the sword light was smashed three feet away by him, the giant stick he struck with all his strength was also bounced high, and the force of the shock caused

There was a sharp pain in the jaws of his hands.

Huang Ying was secretly frightened. He had been practicing diligently for decades, and it had been more than a year since he obtained the "Peeping Sky Treasure Mirror". He had made great progress. He thought he had become the top among the Bafang Cloud Kings, but he didn't expect Duan Lingtian.

His progress is still faster than his own. No wonder he can't help but take action because he is very likely to be only one step away from the golden elixir stage.

Then Huang Ying's expression suddenly changed, and he saw the sword light that he had just smashed open turned around his side, drawing a round circle, and then sliced ​​towards his right arm.

Huang Ying's body flashed several times, and he continuously released the nine layers of cloud energy to protect himself. However, he found that the sword light was like a gangrene attached to the bone. The sword did not leave his body for three feet, consuming the nine layers of cloud energy layer by layer.

If there was enough time, Huang Ying would not be trapped by Duan Lingtian's flying sword. But at this time, the attacks of the other six people had already arrived. Huang Ying had to grit his teeth and throw out a high-grade Xuan-level protective magic weapon.

After barely trapping the sword energy, he flew out.

As soon as Huang Ying escaped, a big seal hit his head. It was none other than the experienced Yang Yizhen.

Yang Yizhen loves to use the seal magic weapon most. So far, he has taken out three large seals. This one is like a black hole, swallowing up the surrounding vitality. The real energy in Huang Ying's body suddenly stagnated, and he was imprisoned by the big seal for a moment.

Seeing that the seal was less than one foot away from him, Huang Ying shouted loudly and exploded with the power of Qi and blood in his body. He released his true energy and hurriedly moved three feet, but was still carried away by the big seal, causing his figure to fall to the right.

.

At this time, Shangguan Hong's sword energy also arrived. He knocked away Huang Ying's protective magic weapon with one sword. Huang Ying formed a seal with his hands, and clouds of cloud energy gathered three feet in front of him. After passing through several layers of cloud energy, there was very little sword energy left.

, was shattered by Huang Ying's palm, but Feng Jiuyan's white silk suddenly attacked, broke through a few clouds of air, and then hit Huang Ying's chest.

Huang Ying groaned, and his physical training greatly increased his physical strength. Feng Jiuyan's full thrust only slightly injured him. He held Bai Ling with his backhand, and the powerful Jiuzhongyun true energy penetrated through the white silk ribbon.

Ling hit Feng Jiuyan's pubic area directly.

Feng Jiuyan exclaimed, her true essence was still unable to stop her despite the layers of obstacles, so she hurriedly cut off the connection with Bai Ling. As a result, Huang Ying's true essence was shocked, and actually brought a Xuan-level high-grade Bai Ling magic weapon to life.

shattered.

"Poof!" Then Huang Ying couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, but it was Jiao Ran. The attacks from Kong Ning and Qin Guan were coming. Huang Ying was unable to dodge, so he could only use his protective magic weapon to bear it.

Although the three of them are far behind Duan Lingtian and Yang Yizhen, the three of them working together are not comparable to Huang Ying who is injured now. The protective magic weapon was damaged by one blow, and Huang Ying was also counterattacked by the true essence, causing more injuries.

hurt.

At this time, a giant palm of cloud condensed and formed about ten feet above Huang Ying's head, pressing down on Huang Ying's head, but Duan Lingtian took action again.

Unlike Shangguan Hong, who specializes in swordsmanship, Duan Lingtian's aptitude and understanding are the best among Bafang Yun King, and he has practiced most of the Qingyun Sect's sword arts. The power of this giant cloud palm is no longer inferior to that of Yang Yizhen and Huang Ying.

Huang Ying once again formed a seal with one hand, spraying a mouthful of blood into the void in front of him, and a giant palm faintly filled with blood-colored clouds and smoke took shape in an instant, heading towards the giant palm above his head.

Both palms clashed suddenly, Huang Ying groaned, blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth, and his figure suddenly fell, landing again on the ruins of the hall of Prince Yun's Mansion.

"Now do you think we have this ability?" Duan Lingtian said calmly.

Huang Ying smiled miserably. He had indeed underestimated Duan Lingtian's strength. Even if he was stronger than Yang Yizhen or Shangguan Hong, Huang Ying would still have the confidence to escape. However, Duan Lingtian was obviously more terrifying. His first attack was disrupted.

Huang Ying's rhythm made him passive every step of the way, and he was eventually injured again and forced back to his original position.

"Master!" Yan Wuxun shouted in the distance and jumped to Huang Ying's side.

However, none of the seven Yun Kings stopped Yan Wuxun's actions. No one in the Southern Yun Palace could escape at this time, and they did not mind letting Huang Ying's only direct disciple draw out the flaw in his heart.

Of course Yan Wuxun was powerless against several Yun Kings. He came to Huang Ying's side just because he wanted to die with his master.

He looked at several Yun Kings with a look of sorrow and anger. Huang Ying had told him before that there might be a Yun King who wanted to force Ning Chen or even him to reveal the "Peeping Sky Treasure Mirror", and asked him to remind him

Ning Chen was careful, but even with Huang Ying's mind, he never guessed that seven cloud kings would join forces and leave no escape route at all, forcing them and himself to a dead end.

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