Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

"good."

Jiang Can didn't know what Ling Yun was thinking, he was full of pride at this moment.

Even though Ling Yun is a demon with a talent for alchemy, his experience is still inferior to him, and he fell into his trap after he tried a little trick.

On the other side, Su Wanyu was shocked and looked anxious, wanting to save Ling Yun.

Upon seeing this, the Wanxiang Sect disciples around her immediately stepped up their attacks and trapped her tightly, denying her any chance of rescue.

"Little beast, your senior sister is very worried."

Yang Zhen looked gloomy and said jokingly: "You said later, I will kill you with a knife, how much pain will she have?"

As he spoke, he walked towards Ling Yun step by step, completely treating Ling Yun as fish on the chopping board.

Ling Yun stared at Yang Zhen indifferently.

Yang Zhen couldn't help but feel extremely unhappy.

In his imagination, Ling Yun should be frightened and begging for mercy at this moment, but Ling Yun still dared to look at him like this.

Immediately his words became colder: "How dare you look at me like this? Very good, I will gouge your eyes out later."

Unknowingly, Yang Zhen was three steps away from Ling Yun.

"It's now."

A cold light flashed across the depths of Ling Yun's dark pupils.

For a master like Yang Zhen, it is usually difficult to find the opponent's flaws.

Only by making the opponent think that he has no power to fight back and completely relax his vigilance can Ling Yun find an opportunity to kill with one strike.

That's right, the so-called falling into the Wanxiang Sect's trap was Ling Yun's deliberate move.

Wanxiang Sect used a trap to deal with him, so he took advantage of it and pretended to fall into the trap, and used this to kill Yang Zhen.

If not, it would be really difficult for Ling Yun to deal with a third-level Star Sect at its peak.

Heavenly Sword Life Soul!

Without hesitation, Ling Yun used his life soul.

An extremely terrifying bloody aura suddenly surged out of Ling Yun's body like a volcano erupting.

In an instant, all the Wanxiang Sect disciples around were shocked, and they felt as if they were in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"What? Damn it."

Yang Zhen was shocked and realized something was wrong.

Subconsciously, he used his spiritual power crazily and controlled the violent rock turtle to block it in front of him.

If he prepares with all his strength, even if Ling Yun uses the Heavenly Sword Life Soul, he may not be able to kill him.

But just as Ling Yun expected, Yang Zhen was caught off guard and had no time to respond with all his strength.

The power released by the violent rock turtle was less than half of its previous peak.

Buzz!

The void shook.

A bloody sword appeared in Ling Yun's hand.

Like lightning, the blood-colored sword pierced the void and stabbed Yang Zhen with lightning speed.

Poof!

Raging Rock Turtle impaled.

Then the tip of the Heavenly Sword Life Soul penetrated the violent rock turtle and penetrated Yang Zhen's chest, sinking more than three inches.

"ah……"

The severe pain made Yang Zhen almost go crazy.

He shook his hair angrily and launched a death-defying counterattack, with a burning burst of spiritual power.

Immediately afterwards, his right hand bent into a claw and inserted into Ling Yun's chest.

If it were any other warrior, he would probably subconsciously give up attacking after suffering the pain, thus giving Yang Zhen a chance to breathe.

It's a pity that Ling Yun is not another warrior.

The pain not only did not make him flinch, but made him realize that the opportunity was not lost and would never come back.

Now he and Yang Zhen were competing to see who would die first.

Obviously, he attacked before Yang Zhen and had the absolute upper hand. The one who died must be Yang Zhen.

He didn't let go, he held the Life Soul Heavenly Sword tighter, and continued to pierce Yang Zhen's chest bit by bit.

Yang Zhen's five fingers also slowly penetrated deep into Ling Yun's chest.

Soon, Yang Zhen's five fingers were close to Ling Yun's heart.

At this moment, there was just a stabbing sound, Yang Zhen's body suddenly stiffened, and a lot of blood spurted out of his mouth.

This is his heart, which has been pierced by Ling Yun's heavenly sword.

"Little beast!"

Yang Zhen's eyes suddenly widened and he stared at Ling Yun.

His eyes contained endless resentment, disbelief and unwillingness.

"Old bastard, I'm so sorry. It's you who died, not me."

Ling Yun tilted his head forward, his face less than a foot away from Yang Zhen, and said slowly.

"you……"

Yang Zhen seemed to want to say something else, but suddenly lost his strength.

The palm he inserted into Ling Yun's chest also relaxed, and he could no longer move forward.

Ling Yun retreated and drew his sword.

A huge bloody hole appeared in Yang Zhen's heart.

Phew…

A large amount of blood spurted out from the blood hole in Yang Tiexin's mouth.

Ling Yun didn't care about avoiding the blood, and quickly used his spiritual power to seal the wound on his chest to prevent excessive bleeding.

boom!

After a moment, Yang Tie's body fell backward, and his vitality quickly disappeared.

"No way, this is impossible."

Jiang Can exclaimed.

The look in his eyes was like he was experiencing a nightmare.

Ling Yun moved his steps and without giving Jiang Can any chance, the Heavenly Sword pierced Jiang Can's throat directly.

This alchemist of Wanxiang Sect does have many tricks.

Although he is not afraid of this person, the rest of the White Deer Sect may not be able to stop him, so it is better to get rid of him.

"How can you……"

Jiang Can's pupils expanded, but he still stared at Ling Yun and said with difficulty.

Ling Yun looked at him and said slowly: "You want to ask, how can I kill Yang Zhen? This is not simple. You also want to kill me with such a cheap trap set by you?"

How could he not notice that there is a Ghost Vine Pill hidden in the nearby trees, given that he is such a dignified Alchemy Emperor.

At that time, he knew that this was a trap set by the Wanxiang Sect.

Yang Zhen deliberately pushed him in this direction.

Hearing this, Jiang Can was struck by lightning. He felt that everything he was proud of seemed to be nothing in front of Ling Yun.

"Puff."

He could no longer control himself. He spurted blood violently and died, dying faster than Yang Zhen.

All around, there was a dead silence.

All the disciples of Wanxiang Sect stared at this scene in a daze.

Dead.

Yang Zhen died.

Jiang Can also died.

The former was a third-level martial artist with strong combat power.

The latter was the chief alchemist of Wanxiang Sect, with superb alchemy skills.

But these two people, when they joined forces, were like chickens and dogs in front of Ling Yun, and were killed in the blink of an eye.

"Run."

No one thought of revenge.

Even the two most powerful elders were killed on the spot, how could they be Ling Yun's opponents.

For a moment, the will of all the disciples of Wanxiang Sect present completely collapsed, and they fled around in fear.

"Hmph."

Su Wanyu's face was as cold as frost.

She hated the people of Wanxiang Sect to the extreme.

Because of Wanxiang Sect, not only she encountered crises many times, but also her junior brother was in danger several times.

Immediately, she did not hesitate to use the "Ice and Snow Divine Art" to hunt down these Wanxiang Sect disciples.

Ling Yun's face was pale, and his spiritual power was a little weak.

However, he did not care about these for the time being, and started to hunt down with Su Wanyu.

The strength of him and Su Wanyu should not be exposed at present, so that he can have an advantage in the next plan.

Therefore, these Wanxiang Sect disciples must be killed.

How could these Wanxiang Sect disciples stop Ling Yun and Su Wanyu from hunting down them?

In less than half a minute, all the Wanxiang Sect disciples present were killed.

After killing the last Wanxiang Sect disciple, Ling Yun staggered.

When he killed Yang Zhen, his spiritual power was already scarce, and now it was completely overdrawn.