Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

Snow Shadow's whole body was covered in a layer of ice.

At this moment, she became even colder, and every movement carried the power of freezing everything.

The blood corpses collided again, violently colliding with Ling Yun and the others.

The battle between the four is like turbulent waves and roaring thunder.

Every strike has the power to shatter the void, and evasion is as critical as it gets.

Ling Yun's thunder sword energy intertwined with the bloody corpse, and every slash was accompanied by the roar of thunder and lightning.

Tian Wuhen's Tai Chi power sometimes attacks and sometimes defends, constantly colliding with the bloody corpse.

Xueying's ice power, while attacking the blood corpse, also provided powerful protection for Ling Yun and Tian Wuhen.

"You're still fucking dead!" Ling Yun roared angrily, and every attack seemed to use all his strength.

He could feel that his mana was rapidly decreasing.

The smoke and dust on the entire battlefield seemed to have not dispersed, but Ling Yun's roar penetrated the thick dust mist, like lightning piercing the sky, sharp and shocking.

"Shura Sword, come out!"

Behind Ling Yun, thick black mist condensed, and a blood-red sword flew out from it.

This is his Shura Sword, a treasure that Ling Yun successfully refined after hundreds of years of practice.

Ling Yun held a sword in his hand, with blood-red sword energy lingering on it.

The bloody corpse seemed to be aware of the power of Shura Sword and backed away in fear.

But how could Ling Yun give it a chance? In an instant, he turned into a red light, merged with the Shura Sword, and slashed down towards the bloody corpse.

When Xue Ying and Tian Wuhen saw this scene, they both looked shocked.

The pressure released by the Shura Sword even made supernatural beasts like Xueying feel the slightest chill.

"Pfft!" The Shura sword easily penetrated the body of the bloody corpse and cut it into two pieces.

The blood-red corpse looked so fragile under Ling Yun's sword.

Tian Wuhen swallowed his saliva and showed admiration: "Ling Yun... your Shura sword is really too powerful."

Ling Yun drew out his sword, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes: "This is just the beginning."

His eyes swept across the ground coldly, and soon he locked onto the figures of Ye Qianli and Hongxia.

The two of them seemed to be aware of Ling Yun's murderous intention, and their expressions suddenly became solemn.

Xueying suddenly jumped to Ling Yun's shoulder and whispered: "Master, don't be reckless. Ye Qianli and Hongxia are not simple people."

Ling Yun took a deep breath and said in a cold voice: "I know, but I want to avenge the people in this city. They died inexplicably, and I want to make these two guys pay the price!"

He rushed towards Ye Qianli and Hongxia again.

Ye Qianli sneered and waved his hand, a dark force surged towards Ling Yun.

Hongxia formed a seal with her hands, and a blood-red heart appeared behind her, releasing a strong blood light.

Tian Wuhen shouted loudly and stood in front of Ling Yun. He collided with the attacks of Ye Qianli and Hongxia, and a thunderous roar broke out.

"Ling Yun, you bastard!"

Tian Wuhen cursed: "If you are so impulsive again, be careful I don't help you!"

Ling Yun sneered: "Don't worry, today, I want both of them, not one of them can escape!"

As the three men clashed, the entire battlefield fell into chaos again.

The three figures, like three rays of light, intersect rapidly in the void.

Every collision brought up pieces of space debris, and the surrounding rocks and flowing water seemed to solidify under this powerful impact.

Ling Yun and Tian Wuhen fought side by side, while the little fox snow shadow turned into a piece of ice mist, sometimes condensed into a sharp ice blade, and sometimes dispersed into a phantom to interfere with the enemy's sight.

Ye Qianli sneered, and a black weapon shaped like a sickle appeared in his hand. Every time he swung it, it brought up a darkness, as if it wanted to swallow everything.

Hongxia held a pair of blood-colored flying knives in both hands. Every time she threw them, blood splashed out, which was astonishingly powerful.

"Ling Yun! You arrogant person!"

Ye Qianli roared, and every attack was overwhelming, trying to penetrate Ling Yun's defense.

Ling Yun sneered, waved the Shura Sword, and fought head-on with Ye Qianli.

Every time the Shura Sword was swung, black and red sword energy swept out, colliding with Ye Qianli's darkness, bursting out with intense light.

Tian Wuhen faced Hongxia.

He didn't have a sword in his hand, but every time he made a move, there was an inexplicable power. When he collided head-on with Hongxia's flying knife, sparks flew everywhere.

The snow shadow is on the side, constantly changing its shape, or turning into a long fox, with sharp ice cutting through the night sky;

Or turn into an ice phoenix, flap its wings, and bring about an ice and snow storm.

"Ling Yun, do you think the three of you can deal with us?"

Hongxia sneered. Suddenly, the flying knife in her hand emitted a strong bloody light and turned into a bloody whirlwind, rushing towards Ling Yun.

Ling Yun roared angrily, holding the Shura Sword in his hand, as if Shura was reincarnated, the sword energy was flowing freely, trying to break through the bloody whirlwind of Hongxia.

Seeing this, Tian Wuhen rushed over quickly, striking each other with his two palms, and the mysterious law fluctuated overflowing.

The whirlwind that directly disintegrated Hongxia showed a shocked look: "Hongxia, your blood magical power is really powerful, but it can only go so far!"

Xue Ying turned into a human form, with an ice blade in his hand like snow, and fought with Ye Qianli.

Ice collides with darkness, coldness collides with malice, and every conflict brings out patches of cold air and darkness.

On the battlefield, the battle between the four became more and more fierce. Every attack was enough to tear apart mountains and rivers and shatter the void.

The surrounding scenery has been completely deformed, as if it has entered a chaotic space.

Suddenly, Ling Yun roared angrily and swung the Shura Sword with all his strength. A huge sword energy struck Ye Qianli directly, and the latter was instantly rushed away by the powerful force.

Upon seeing this, Hongxia hurriedly flew away to try to save Ye Qianli.

But Tian Wuhen stood in the way, and the two fell into a fierce battle again.

Ling Yun sneered and looked at the injured Ye Qianli: "Ye Qianli, today is the end of you!"

Sprinting at the front, Ling Yun's figure was like a sharp Shura knife, determined to kill Ye Qianli here.

However, every Hunyuan strongman has unknown secrets, and Ye Qianli is no exception.

Seeing that Ling Yun's Shura sword was about to hit Ye Qianli, a huge black light shield suddenly erupted from Ye Qianli's body.

This light shield carries a deep darkness, like the eyes of a demon in the abyss, full of endless oppression and malice.

"Damn it!" Ling Yun instantly realized something was wrong, but it was too late to avoid it.

This piece of black light seemed to be alive and quickly rushed towards Ling Yun.

In front of this force, Ling Yun was as small as an ant, unable to resist.

There was a loud noise, and Ling Yun seemed to be punched by a huge fist. He was instantly knocked several miles away and slammed into a huge stone monument.

The stone tablet shattered in response, and Ling Yun was covered in blood and looked extremely embarrassed.

When Xue Ying and Tian Wuhen saw this, they were both shocked. Without hesitation, they immediately rushed to Ling Yun's position and tried to rescue him.

Ye Qianli stood up slowly, with a proud sneer on his lips.

Looking at Ling Yun in the distance, he said coldly: "Ling Yun, do you think you can defeat me with your cultivation? You are too naive. This is my magic weapon of protection - the Eye of the Abyss!"

Tian Wuhen was furious. He flashed and immediately appeared in front of Ye Qianli, slapping down with his palm.

This palm was filled with Tian Wuhen's anger and murderous intent, and every stroke of the palm seemed to be able to tear the void apart.

Ye Qianli snorted coldly, and the black light shield on his body lit up again, trying to resist Tian Wuhen's attack.

Between the two of them, powerful law fluctuations continued to erupt, as if the world was trembling.

The snow shadow turned into a cold icy wind and quickly floated to Ling Yun's side. His cold hands touched Ling Yun's forehead.

A stream of cold air quickly poured into Ling Yun's body, trying to freeze the injuries in Ling Yun's body.

Ling Yun groaned in pain, his face was covered with blood, but the killing intent in his eyes was even stronger.

He struggled to stand up, but the injuries to his body were too severe and he could not move.

The battle between Tian Wuhen and Ye Qianli became more and more intense. Their laws and magical powers continued to collide. Every attack was enough to shake the world and shatter the void.

At this time, Hongxia's pupils not far away were flashing with cunning light, looking at Ling Yun who was covered in injuries and unable to move.

She felt that now was the best time to kill this formidable enemy.

She was ready to go, and her body seemed to turn into a red meteor, shooting straight into the sky.

Although Ling Yun was injured, his fighting spirit and fighting spirit never faded. Seeing Hongxia rushing towards him, a rage deep in Ling Yun's heart suddenly burst out.

It was the anger he had fought against the vampire enemies for many years, and the flame seemed to be able to burn everything.

"Don't even look at who it is!"

Ling Yun sneered, and suddenly the Shura Sword in his hand released a bright red light, colliding head-on with Hongxia's attack.

At this critical moment, Ling Yun suddenly burst out with unprecedented power.

The Shura Sword was like thunder penetrating the void, directly cutting off Hongxia's attack and sending her body flying backwards.

"Hongxia!"

When Ye Qianli saw this scene, he was shocked and angry.

He had already forgotten Tian Wuhen, turned around and rushed towards Ling Yun.

But Ling Yun has entered a strange fighting state. He only sees the enemy and has nothing to fear.

"Come on, Ye Qianli! Your death has come!"

Ling Yun roared angrily, his body like a god of war, welcoming Ye Qianli's attack.

Ye Qianli stepped forward fiercely, and the Hunyuan Law on his body was like a violent storm, trying to drown Ling Yun.

But Ling Yun seemed to have an unyielding will, and every counterattack he made was like a heavy hammer hitting Ye Qianli's heart.

Every collision between the two men caused the earth to tremble, and the thunder and lightning in the sky intertwined, as if the sky was shattering.

When Xue Ying and Tian Wuhen saw this, their expressions changed.

They all knew that Ling Yun had been completely angered, and his power at this time had exceeded their imagination.

Finally, in a confrontation, Ling Yun's Shura sword directly pierced Ye Qianli's protective magic weapon.

Then it stabbed into his chest fiercely, blood splattered and stained half of the sky red.

The shock and disbelief in Ye Qianli's eyes were quickly replaced by despair.

He looked at Ling Yun with wide eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "You... you will pay the price for this..."

Ling Yun sneered and swung his sword, ending Ye Qianli's life.

Hongxia's heart felt like a knife, looking at Ye Qianli's body lying in a pool of blood, her heart was filled with anger and sorrow.

Ye Qianli has an indissoluble bond with her. They have fought against many enemies together and shared weal and woe.

Ling Yun's behavior was like a torch, igniting the fire of revenge in Hongxia's heart.

"Ling Yun! You beast!" Hongxia gritted her teeth, the killing intent in her eyes like two long rivers of blood.

Her aura immediately surged, like a volcano about to erupt.

Ling Yun looked at Hongxia coldly, although her aura surged.

But he could feel that Hongxia's internal energy was almost exhausted at this moment, and this explosion was just the last struggle.

Tian Wuhen's eyes flashed with a trace of worry, and he whispered to Lingyun: "Brother Ling, Hongxia is like a mad dog at this moment, we need to be careful."

Lingyun nodded, and then said to Tian Wuhen and Xueying: "You two be careful, I will deal with her."

As soon as the voice fell, Hongxia rushed in front of Lingyun like thunder.

Her hands were like hooks, and a red strong wind swept out, trying to cut Lingyun directly.

Lingyun's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and the Shura Sword was unsheathed again to meet Hongxia's strong wind.

The two powerful forces collided with each other, and the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart.

Xueying turned into a white light and tried to go around Hongxia's back to launch a sneak attack.

But Hongxia was obviously crazy, and she didn't take Xueying's attack seriously at all. She fought a desperate battle with Lingyun with her own strength.

But after all, Hongxia was already at the end of her strength. She was always at a disadvantage in the joint fight with Lingyun, Tian Wuhen and Xueying.

An extremely cold attack shot out from Xueying and hit Hongxia's back. Hongxia roared in pain.

But at this moment, Lingyun's Shura Sword had already stabbed her chest.

Hongxia's eyes were full of resentment and resentment. She knew that she could no longer fight at this moment, but she didn't want to be defeated so easily.

"You bunch of dogs!" Hongxia cursed, but her voice was full of weakness.

Hongxia's eyes revealed a trace of resentment, and her breath was getting weaker and weaker.

Lingyun tightly grasped the Shura Sword and took a deep breath. Just as he was about to stab the sword into Hongxia's heart, a biting cold wind suddenly blew.

The sudden black fog swirled out and instantly enveloped the entire sky.

This black fog was different. It seemed to have life, floating and moving, with a strong sense of oppression.

Ling Yun felt something was wrong and quickly retreated, trying to avoid the black fog.

Tian Wuhen also looked stern, pulled out the green bamboo sword from his waist, cut through the sky, and tried to dispel the black fog.

Xueying screamed, and her body turned back into the white little fox, quickly hiding in Ling Yun's arms, with a pair of crystal eyes showing vigilance and fear.

The speed of the black fog was very fast, and it seemed to be rushing towards Ling Yun and the others with a purpose.

There was a sharp black blade hidden in it, like the tentacles of the devil, trying to tear apart all the life that blocked its progress.

"Be careful!" Tian Wuhen shouted, swung the green bamboo sword, and a sword energy slashed out.

It collided with the black blade, making a "crackling" sound.

Ling Yun's eyes flashed with a trace of determination, and the Shura Sword danced, like a black dragon, resisting the attack of the black fog.

But the pressure was huge, and Ling Yun's footsteps gradually retreated.

There seemed to be an unknown force hidden in the black fog, and its oppressive feeling was so strong that Ling Yun and Tian Wuhen clearly felt the resistance.