40,000 Years of Cultivation

Yue Wushuang was watching the chaotic situation under the guard of three spar chariots and a dozen witch hunters at this moment.

She still wore a large cloak, but under the cloak was a tightly fitted crystal armor, her mouth, nose, eyes and ears were carefully wrapped, leaving no flaws.

Yue Wushuang, who has been the leader of the Heavenly Demon Tribunal for decades, is the most proficient in stealth, sneak attacks and assassinations. Obviously, he will not do stupid things like rushing into tunnels and mines alone.

The dozen or so witch hunters around him could not be scattered even if they were killed.

Long Yangjun couldn't wait for a better opportunity, she had no choice but to go straight ahead!

"Huh!"

Her skin instantly became crystal clear, like a translucent crystal, swallowing the surrounding light and blending with the environment.

It is like throwing an ice cube without impurities into the water, and it is impossible to distinguish it without careful perception.

Even her psychic energy fluctuations converged to almost zero, and she couldn't perceive it at all in the hot flames and thick smoke all around.

Gently tap your feet, obviously in the air, but like in the extremely dense sea, turning into an agile and light mermaid, cutting through the gap between the elite of the forest army and the hunting witch.

Several hunting witches were obviously only a few minutes away from her, and they were more vigilant and stared at the surroundings. Some even activated a very sensitive scanning magic weapon, scanning the surrounding area over and over again, but they did not find the existence of Long Yangjun.

Long Yangjun is only fifty meters away from Yue Wushuang.

Her ten fingers were spread apart, and her crystal-like nails grew rapidly, quickly forming ten short blades that were as thin as a cicada's wings and cut like iron.

Yue Wushuang kept gazing in the direction where Li Jialing was. Until this moment, she finally sensed a subtle ripple, and glanced at the void where Long Yangjun was.

With just a glance, Yue Wushuang's pupils shrank into pinpoints, and moved without warning. The whole person fell straight back, thrusting his toes into the rock formation, rubbing and picking up thousands of rubbles, shattering them with psychic energy. It turned into a burning powder, "crackling" splashing forward, and with the force of a rub, he slid out from under the chassis of a spar chariot and hid behind the spar chariot!

None of the Hunting Witches reacted, and a stern afterimage appeared among the rubble and burning powder that was picked up by Yue Wushuang's toes.

It was too late to say that it was fast, Long Yangjun condensed an unstoppable arrogance from the afterimages, and has already rushed in front of the spar chariot where Yue Wushuang is hiding, his fingers spurred ten dreamlike shining arcs, a car The dozens of tons of spar chariots were easily torn into pieces, and even the elite of the Imperial Forest Army inside were turned into shocking corpses before they even had time to scream.

"call!"

The large black robe that Yue Wushuang draped on her body was thrown out by her, and it shrouded Long Yangjun's head like a wriggling dark cloud, and then made a "bang", colorful corrosive gas directed towards Long Yangjun. Crystal armor surged up.

Long Yangjun’s figure instantly turned into a dozen fragmented crystals, and the fragmented crystals turned into dozens of galloping streamers. There was almost no stagnation. He escaped the poisonous mist of Yue Wushuang's black robe and attacked. Yue Wushuang's eyes, throat, heart and lower abdomen.

"Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding!"

Between the two spy chiefs who are also proficient in stealth and sneak attacks and assassinations, a series of dangerous but extremely gorgeous sparks exploded with poison blades and short knives.

Yue Wushuang fell into a disadvantage almost from the first second. After only three seconds, Long Yangjun pierced a transparent hole in his left wrist. With a cry, the crescent-like short blade fell to the ground.

Long Yangjun spun around, and a blue streamer spurted from the soles of his feet, wiping Yue Wushuang's throat.

The loyal and fierce hunting witches under Yuewu's hands all rushed forward, forcing her to fine-tune her direction. The streamer of Yue Wushuang's throat should have been cut away, swimming like a dragon among the vitals of the hunting witches. , Bursts of stern blood arrows.

"You have been retaining your strength!"

Yue Wushuang stepped back a few steps and retreated to the guards of the many Hunting Witches, her throat was covered with her hands, her face pale, her eyes resentful.

She was not surprised by the appearance of Long Yangjun, but she was surprised by Long Yangjun's sudden increase in strength, "The last two times, you have been retaining your strength and did not display the strongest combat effectiveness at all, even deliberately injured—— why!"

"Nonsense, if you weren't injured deliberately, how can you make you so stupid that you think that just two Transfiguration Gods are enough to chase me down!"

Long Yangjun grinned and flashed past several hunting witches like a transparent octopus in the deep sea.

These witch huntsmen have solidified like a wicked one. In a moment, their heads all lifted backwards strangely, and the pillars of blood rose up into the sky, turning into blossoms of blood with teeth and claws.

Long Yangjun flicked off the blood beads on ten nails, bent over, and escaped the cross fire of two spar chariots, and jumped up from the dead corner of one of the spar chariots.

No matter how the spar tank turns its turret, it cannot lock Long Yangjun’s position. Instead, she slams on the spar tank’s reactive armor and gains a higher speed with the explosive force of the reactive armor. , While kicking the spar chariot out of hundreds of meters, at lightning speed, once again swept to the front of Yuewu Duan.

Yue Wushuang raised seemingly stupid questions, just trying to delay time, but with extremely concealed gestures, extracting the giant soldiers from the Universe Ring.

Long Yangjun had predicted her plan. Three sharp streams of light popped up from his fingertips, severely slashing towards Yue Wushuang's right hand, and at the same time stomping on Yue Wushuang's chest, forcing Yue Wushuang to stop extracting and shrink his hand. Defense, even so, was still kicked out by Long Yangjun for thirty or forty meters, completely disrupting her rhythm of offense and defense.

Long Yangjun is a series of hundreds of strokes that can be confronted with Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi. If he is not considered for his isolation and helplessness, it is extremely troublesome whether he is seriously injured or run out of ammunition and food. Even if the three gods are added together, it may not be necessary. How much can it take her.

At this moment, she was a little eager to jump over the wall, and she meant to slay a **** path. On the opposite side, there was only Yue Wushuang as a **** of transformation, which naturally took the advantage.

"You are not Dongfang Mingyue!"

Yue Wushuang was kicked by her and her whole body bones were almost broken. She couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, her face really changed drastically, and her voice became extremely stern, "Neither the Dongfang Family nor the Demon Hunter Association can train you. Such a monster, who are you!"

Long Yangjun snorted coldly, and was too lazy to talk nonsense with Yue Wushuang, his elbow made a sound like a cracked bone, two crystal bone blades unexpectedly protruded from the gap in the crystal armor, and the toes and heels had the same effect. The bone blade poked out, and the whole person came like a death **** composed of blades, and there was no power to stop it, but all the forest soldiers and the hunting witches who blocked her in front of her fell like ears of wheat blown by the wind!

Yue Wushuang didn't hesitate, and at all costs fled to the densest place in the middle of the big iron factory.

In the thick smoke that can't see her fingers, she is like the moon covered by dark clouds, hidden invisible like the Dragon Yangjun just now, and she doesn't even care about the life and death of her own hands.

The seemingly ruthless and even embarrassing escape made Long Yangjun's heart sink.

Yue Wushuang truly deserves to be the leading spy leader of the true human empire, and will never make the least bit of low-level mistakes, let alone leave the slightest chance to Long Yangjun.

She had already seen that Long Yangjun and Li Jialing's biggest flaw was their loneliness. As long as they were not beheaded by them, they would not be able to kill all the Royal Forest Army and the Hunting Witch.

Long Yangjun's strength did not surpass Yue Wushuang too much, defeating Yue Wushuang is one thing, killing Yue Wushuang is another, the difficulty of the two is more than ten times different!

Therefore, although the scene is dominant, it seems that she is killing the Imperial Forest Army and the Hunting Witch like she chopped melons and vegetables.

The price was the rapid depletion of her own psychic energy and ammunition reserves, and a steady stream of enemies rushed up around her. When one fell, two appeared in front of her.

These imperial forest army and hunting witches were all modulated by Black Star Great Emperor Wu Yingqi, and their loyalty and fighting will are by no means comparable to ordinary immortal cultivators.

Yue Wushuang was able to get precious breathing time to summon her giant soldiers.

Yue Wushuang was not killed in the first round, and if she was summoned out of a giant soldier, it would be really troublesome!

Two ice cones almost appeared in Long Yangjun's eyes, piercing deeply into Yue Wushuang's figure that was about to dissipate, and chasing after him.

Regardless of whether the Imperial Forest Army or the Hunter Girl dared to stand in front of her, they were all armed with a single sword.

This is an extremely psychic-consuming style of play. She quickly sensed her faint breathing and the "didi" alarm sound from Jingnao.

Seeing that she was struggling to consume quickly without giving Yue Wushuang a chance to extract the giant soldiers, and at the cost of being bombarded by cross fire, when she was about to catch up to the target, Yue Wushuang suddenly stretched out his hand in the dark and grabbed a group of things dancing and dancing. , Threw it towards her.

It's a person!

Long Yangjun was about to follow the law and make a clean break as before.

The person who was thrown by Yue Wushuang was incredibly quick, "Ao Ao" screamed and escaped her fatal blow, completely different from those of the Imperial Forest Army and the Hunter Witch just now.

Turns out to be the owner of the big iron factory, Li Minghui, the strong Yuan Ying!

It is considered that Li Minghui has fallen into the blood mold. He has seen Long Yangjun's power a long time ago. He almost became Long Yangjun’s sword spirit more than half a month ago. This time he did not intend to stop Long Yangjun’s edge, but he was Shrinking his head, pretending to command his subordinates to maintain order.

Unexpectedly, Yue Wushuang sensed where he was, and deliberately flashed to his side, using him as a human shield.

In the big iron factory, the powerful Nascent Soul, placed in front of the murderous Long Yang, it is naturally nothing. It is already his limit to escape the first knife, but it can’t prevent Long Yang from tearing him abruptly. The breastplate and bones completely squeezed his heart!

The president of the Black Iron Group died silently like this, like a dog with a poisonous throat.

However, taking advantage of the gap between Long Yangjun being blocked by Li Minghui, Yue Wushuang's Universe Ring could finally gush out all the glory, and the giant soldier "Moon Demon" crawled out of the ripples of the void!