There was not a drop of true energy left in Ling Tianyun's body. Ye Yinfeng stabbed several sword lights around him. He was like a small boat in the storm of sword shadows. The sword energy rising from the billowing sword shadows was in his body.
The surroundings were shot wildly, and at this moment, his heart was suddenly shocked, and he felt a strong crisis suddenly surged into his heart. In desperation, he could only raise the sword in his hand. Unexpectedly, he held the Xingze sword in his hand.
Like a critical moment, an anxious light appeared in his eyes.
I saw a ghostly figure piercing through the layers of sword shadows covered by Ye Yinfeng. That person was the Fuso ninja Iga Jihe. At this time, Iga Jihe's body exuded a strange feeling.
With such an aura, he ignored the layers of sword light spread by Ye Yinfeng. With one hand, he tore open the sword net of the sword energy, and then his body shot towards him like a puff of smoke. A pair of skinny hands
They were trying to catch him, but his whole body was imprisoned by this chaotic aura and he couldn't move even a little bit.
Seeing that the Fuso ninja's grasp was about to fall on him, Ling Tianyun became even more anxious. At this moment, he felt that the sword shadows all over his body disappeared immediately. He saw Ye Yinfeng's
Zhang's eager face also saw a look of absolute determination in his calm eyes. Finally, he saw Ye Yinfeng rushing to his side faster and faster than the Fuso ninja, and he felt
As soon as his body became light, he flew outward like an arrow that had escaped from the string.
Wanyan Zhantian raised his spear and circled it around his waist. Then he shouted loudly and stabbed the Yeluqi stone in front of him like a dragon out of the sea. As Wanyan Zhantian stabbed the spear,
With the movement, Zhong Jianying and the little monk Bujie gathered a strong aura, and the weapons in their hands attacked the ordinary man without hesitation. However, they did not expect that the weapons in their hands had just attacked the ordinary man.
When the man attacked, he felt a white shadow flash before his eyes.
That white shadow was the white ape. The white ape was seen rushing toward Wanyan Zhantian and the others like a gust of wind. It grinned and revealed its ferocious face. There were traces of wet blood on its body.
The corner of its mouth looked particularly terrifying. It spread out its long arms and brought up afterimages in the air. The sharp ape claws were like sharp weapons, causing a string of sparks to fly on the weapons of the three. And the three
The people felt a huge impact coming from the weapons in their hands, which stopped them from rushing forward. They were shocked to see that the body of the white ape had fallen to its feet, revealing its anthropomorphic shape.
A contemptuous smile.
Yelv Qishi stepped back, as casually as if a cold wind was blowing, and beside him stood the white ape. When Wanyan Zhantian saw this, he didn't feel his scalp numb. He didn't think about the white ape.
The strength was actually no less than anyone present, and even a bit more terrifying. Zhong Jianying and the young monk even had solemn expressions on their faces. This white ape brought an irresistible pressure to them.
Yelu Qishi stood with his hands behind his back, like a great master facing the biting cold wind. His expression was as calm as the calm lake water. His clothes were making a sound, and his clothes were rising and falling in the cold wind, and his eyes were evil.
There was a frightening and frightening pregnant light in his ferocious eyes. He moved, but he was already ten feet away.
Wanyan Zhantian glanced at the young monk and Zhong Jianying. He raised his gun alone and rushed towards the majestic figure. The young monk waved his bright red cassock, and the momentum around him surged and he swung towards the white ape.
Go. Zhong Jianying's figure flashed, and his direction was naturally the Goguryeo great swordsman with an angry face, because Fu Xifeng's eyes had already locked on Ling Tianyun, who couldn't help but fly towards the break of Tianchi Lake.
Yelu Qishi's figure naturally moved towards Ling Tianyun who was in the air. His movements were so fast that people could not react. However, before Wanyan Zhantian's figure arrived, he rolled up a sharp spear shadow towards him.
Stimulation came from behind him. If Yelu Qishi insisted on continuing to chase Ling Tianyun, then his back would definitely be stabbed by the spear in Wanyan Zhantian's hand. The momentum gathered around Wanyan Zhantian's body rose again and again.
He has put his own life and death aside just to stop Yelu Qishi.
The iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand paused, and the sword shadow that filled the sky suddenly disappeared. However, the Fuso ninja's eyes were filled with anger. He stretched out his hand to grab it but missed it. Ling Tianyun's body had been touched by Ye Yinfeng.
Feng caught it first and was thrown out, which made Iga Erlang's hatred for Ye Yinfeng rise to the highest point. The Yuan Dan that he originally got flew away again. How could this not make him furious and crazy?
He originally took great risks to penetrate through the layers of sword shadows under Ye Yinfeng's cloth. The escape method in ninjutsu also caused him to lose a lot of skill. He was originally made of flesh and blood.
, although the iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand has no edge or edge, the iron sword is instilled with strong Qi, and its sharpness is comparable to that of a peerless sword. He gritted his teeth hard, and the skinny palm transformed.
direction, and slapped Ye Yinfeng hard on the chest.
The iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand had stopped. He threw Ling Tianyun away, but he didn't expect that the Fuso ninja would vent all his anger on his head. He stepped wrong and his body was as light as the wind.
He flew up, but defused Iga's severe blow this time, but before his figure landed, the thin figure clung to him like a maggot attached to the bone, making it impossible to use the iron sword in his hand.
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There was a hint of surprise in Fu Xifeng's eyes, because he saw Ling Tianyun's body flying towards Tianchi Lake, passing just ten feet in front of him. He inhaled slightly, and his body suddenly shot out.
Go, just towards the flying Ling Tianyun. When his figure was still a few feet away from Ling Tianyun, he felt a sword light shooting towards him from bottom to top, causing his figure to be stunned.
.
The long sword in Zhong Jianying's hand turned into a startling rainbow. His body was already close to the snow, and the long sword in his hand flew upwards. He didn't know where he got the courage. He faced
The right person was one of the top figures in Goguryeo, but he still chose to stop Fu Xifeng from approaching Ling Tianyun. With a flash of sword light, his body flew away close to the ground, and he and his sword flew toward the man in mid-air.
Fu Xifeng crashed into it.
Fu Xifeng felt a sharp edge stabbing towards his lower abdomen. He instinctively stabilized his body and then fell down. He saw a scholar standing in front of him who was full of energy.
The young man was looking at him with a free and easy smile. He couldn't help but his face turned blue and white, but he didn't expect that he was actually frightened by this young man, which made him even more angry.
With a wave of the flowing sword in his hand, layers of sword light swung towards the young man in front of him like a tide. He had already missed this perfect opportunity, because just when the young man blocked him, he saw Ling Tianyun's
The body flew past his eyes like a flying boulder, and he wanted to make another move, but it was already too late.
Ling Tianyun's body happened to fall on the gap between the two peaks, and on the waterfall that rushed down from Chihu that day. At this moment, Wanyanyan couldn't help but let out an exclamation, she instinctively
She reached out and grabbed Ling Tianyun's hand, but the inertia caused by Ling Tianyun being thrown away by Ye Yinfeng's huge force also caused Wanyanyan to be careless, and she also fell under the waterfall.
The "roaring" sound of the water flowing down from the waterfall was as majestic as a thunder. Ling Tianyun felt a pair of gentle hands tightly grasp his own hand, and he instinctively grabbed it hard. Unexpectedly, a sweet sound came from his ears.
Huh, then a soft body crashed into his arms, and then they were submerged by the icy cold lake water. Their figures followed the lake water and rushed down the cliff dozens of feet high. Soon
, their figures were submerged by the rolling waves, and they quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Ling Tianyun!" Ye Yinfeng exclaimed. When he saw Ling Tianyun and Wanyanyan being sucked into the waterfall, he couldn't help but feel a surge of grief and anger in his heart. And just when he lost consciousness,
With a "bang", he felt a tearing pain in his chest, but it was the Fuso ninja who caught his flaw and hit him in the chest with a palm.
The tearing pain in his chest made him clear his mind, and then his eyes were filled with endless anger, "Old Fusang, you want to die, I will help you today." Ye Yinfeng suddenly felt aura around him.
As soon as it rose, he shouted sharply at Iga twice. After saying that, he endured the tearing pain coming from his chest. The pain like a knife was suppressed by him with Taiqing Qi.
He casually threw away the edgeless iron sword in his hand, with a fearless and resolute look in his eyes. He stepped on the "Seven Star Footwork" and turned into afterimages in front of the Fuso ninja.
Iga Erlang was so angry that he almost cursed. The corners of his mouth were raised slightly. He didn't care about Ye Yinfeng's crazy yelling. The young man's strength was far worse than his own, and the opponent
But he was so bold in trying to threaten himself, which made him feel like an insult to himself. When he saw Ye Yinfeng throw away the edgeless iron sword in his hand, there was a playful look in his eyes, this young man should
He must be out of his mind.
Ye Yinfeng's feet were as fast as the wind, and the blue figures were blowing in the snow like a blue storm. He circled around the confident Fuso ninja, and he put the "Seven Stars Chasing the Moon"
"Footwork" was brought to the extreme, with majestic aura flowing around his body. He was running Taiqing Qi crazily. At this time, his spiritual platform was in an ethereal state, and every movement of the Fuso Ninja was easily captured by him.
in his mind.
Iga Erlang didn't take it seriously at first. He thought that Ye Yinfeng was just so angry that he lost his mind. The scimitar in his hand rolled up a gust of wind like a blizzard and snow towards the man who didn't live in the air.
The blue shadow surged away wildly. However, he found that the blue-shirted boy could barely dodge the rays of sword energy condensed by his scimitar, which made him feel a little anxious. He focused his eyes,
Holding the scimitar tightly with both hands, his figure was like a spiral, and the energy of the rolling blade rolled up like waves, creating a frenzy of terrifying blade shadows and rolling towards the blue shadows.
The sword energy that rolled up wildly hit the blue figures one after another. Seeing the blue figures turned into fragments all over the sky, Iga Fujiro felt better. Then
The boy's footwork was too weird. Even though he was a great master of ninjutsu, his footwork was not exquisite. However, no matter what, the boy was still crushed to pieces by the layers of sword energy in his hand.
However, just as he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he immediately felt something was wrong, because he only felt the sword energy from the scimitar in his hand hitting the blue shadows, but he did not feel that he was shooting
The sword energy that went away hit the actual object. Although the blue shadows as light as the wind were turned into nothing, he still had a vague feeling of something wrong. Suddenly, he knew that this feeling of something wrong was
what.
"I just realized it now, it's too late." A hollow voice sounded next to his ears. The voice was like a cone and a thorn, which made his eardrums hurt. It was not that the power of the voice was too great.
Strong, but he felt that he had made a mistake that he was ashamed of. As a master of Ninjutsu, how could he not know what is false and what is true, but he was too confident, but missed it