It was quiet. The only sounds left in the venue were the sound of Ling Yi's footsteps walking slowly towards Xing Mang and the sound of Xing Mang's heavy breathing. It was terribly quiet.

The distance between Ling Yi and Xing Mang is getting shorter and shorter. The Luanyun Sword that he has been holding in his hand is covered with a thick layer of white air. It is so solid that there are faint signs of freezing, and it is cold.

The cold light is reflected in the sun, dazzling

Xing Mang was sweating profusely, soaking his Qing Yi, and his fists the size of a sand bowl gradually clenched. Then, with a bang, he rushed towards Ling Yi like a cheetah. No matter what, he could not weaken Mo Yun.

The identity of the Dharma Protector

The wind of the fist roared, and it hit the Luanyun Sword that Ling Yi was blocking in front of him. The huge force came, making Ling Yi slide back a few steps before he stabilized his body. There were actually two arms on his arms.

Somewhat numb

Seeing Ling Yi being pushed back by him, Xing Mang began to feel a little more confident. His eyes that had always looked frightened suddenly became sharper. He dodged and took a few steps closer to Ling Yi.

Ling Yi raised the Cloud Sword, his face turned cold, and he slashed at Xing Mang with the sword without hesitation. The moment the sword light passed by, bursts of explosions were heard.

"Buzz!" All the white air on the Luanyun Sword dispersed, making a clanging sound, and a blood arrow shot out. Xing Mang's body suddenly stopped in place.

Xing Mang's eyeballs protruded slightly, and he looked along his body to his left shoulder. The soul energy shield that was dark red just now had disappeared. A blue-purple long sword cut deeply into it, and the wound was

Blocked by a layer of ice crystals, the blood condensed into ice, and a faint white air lingered on it for a long time.

One sword, just one sword, broke through the soul shield of a Demon Cloud Palace protector. Even a soul king may not be able to do it. Everyone was stunned to see how strong Ling Yi was.

They no longer dare to speculate

"Ling Yi! You are looking for death!"

The wide-open offensive created bursts of roaring winds

Looking at Xing Mang wielding the giant ax in front of him, Ling Yi advanced instead of retreating. Compared with the giant axe, he lightly raised the Luanyun Sword, and a rapid sword energy surged towards Xing Mang.

Blocking the axe, Xing Mang was confident that he could take on this soft and weak sword energy, but to his surprise, a ball of electric sparks flashed "chichi" at the point where the sword energy came into contact with the giant axe.

Then, he felt numbness all over his body, and he suddenly felt that all his strength was gone.

Seeing Xing Mang suddenly start to tremble all over, Liu Aotian's face showed a hint of appreciation. Liu Yuerong had already told him the fact that Ling Yi had Lei Dan, so at this time, he was not like other people.

People are so surprised

Looking at Ling Yi's face, Liu Aotian fell into a daze. This young man who still seemed a little immature always brought him many surprises.

"Bang!" Xing Mang finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground limply, foaming at the mouth and rolling his eyes, looking very weird.

The anger in Ling Yi's heart slowly dissipated. He walked to Xing Mang and saw that Xing Mang had fainted. He could only sigh. In this case, he had no choice but to wait for Xing Mang to wake up and inquire about Zi Yan's whereabouts.

Thinking that he would soon get the news about Zi Yan from Xing Mang, Ling Yi felt a burst of joy in his heart, and the heavy depression in his heart was slightly relieved.

But at this moment, an extremely familiar aura enveloped him, and that pressure was comparable to that of a Moon Soul-level powerhouse!

Except for Ouyang Wu, who could barely stand up, most of the people in the venue were knocked to the ground by this tyrannical pressure. Ling Yi looked up and saw a dozen little black people appearing in the sky in the distance.

point

"Moyun Palace!" Ling Yi gritted his teeth tightly and spat out these words one by one. He clenched his hands tightly into fists, and his joints appeared unusually prominent due to the strong force.

The black spots soon came to the sky at the venue. They were a dozen middle-aged people in green clothes. The leader was Yan Hong that day. Behind him were all the soul protectors. Thirteen people were standing in the air.

!

"Xing Mang!" Behind Yan Hong, a slightly younger protector shouted loudly towards Xing Mang on the ground. Yan Hong glanced at him coldly and did not dare to speak anymore.

Turning back to look at Ling Yi, Yan Hong showed a cold smile on his lips, and he said with a smile: "Ling Yi, I didn't expect that after I haven't seen you for a few months, you are much more capable! I let you go last time

You, this time, you will never have a chance again!"

"Where is Zi Yan?" Ling Yi held the Luanyun Sword in his hand, pointing the sword at Xing Mang's neck. He could kill Xing Mang with just a little force.

Faced with such a threat, Yan Hong's expression changed slightly, he snorted heavily, pointed at the fainting Xing Mang, curled his lips proudly and said: "What's the use of keeping this trash? If you want to kill him, do it!"

"Chief Protector, I'm afraid..." The Protector behind Yan Hong quickly came out to dissuade him.

Yan Hong immediately stopped what he was saying, waved his hand and said: "Set up the formation! Capture Ling Yi alive today!"

Looking at the thirteen people quickly dispersing in the sky, Ling Yi's eyes filled with an unusual light. Today, he must get the news about Zi Yan from Moyun Palace!

Strike first and gain the upper hand! With a heavy step on the ground, he flew up and swung a sword before the thirteen people fully deployed their formation. Suddenly, thousands of sword shadows behind him attacked the protectors.

"Ah!" After several screams, the two guardians fell down in response. Thousands of brilliant sword shadows quickly passed through, piercing a huge bloody hole in their chests, and they hit the ground like falling meteors.

In the blink of an eye, two protectors were killed. Yan Hong was so angry that his body was shaking and his heart was filled with anger.

"Form me up! Soul-eating formation! Get up!" As Yan Hong shouted, a mysterious talisman array slowly rose up in the air. The blood-red demonic light made Ling Yi have to tighten his eyes.

Eyes, avoiding the strong stinging sensation caused by the light

It was like the sound of thousands of ghosts crying and wolf howling coming from the formation. Everyone's faces were already pale, but their faces became even paler when they heard the continuous sound.

Ling Yi looked at the giant array in front of him with a serious look. This was the Soul Devouring Array of Demon Cloud Palace. There must be a Talisman Master among these dozen people, otherwise it would not have been possible so quickly.

After displaying the talisman formation, this time the soul-devouring formation seems to be three points more powerful than before.

"Old man Yan, how powerful do you think the talisman array is?" Ling Yi asked in his heart. With the help of Yanling's power, he still felt a little uneasy when facing such a talisman array.

"It shouldn't be underestimated, but with my ability I should be able to save my life!" After a long time, Yan Ling replied slowly, but also a little uncertain.

"No matter what, I must get the information I want from Moyun Palace today!" Gritting his teeth, Ling Yi swung his sword, and tiny lightning bolts surged from his hand to the tip of the sword. Before long, what was just a blue wave was

The purple sword tip has turned into a silver-white light, which is a small ball of thunder and lightning. Although the size is much smaller than the lightning spit out by the Lightning Dragon Tiger Beast, the energy in it is not at all.

Difference!

"Chichi!" The lightning ball flew away quickly, hit the magic circle quickly, and exploded.

The magic circle trembled violently and its color was slightly dim. However, under the control of the eleven people, it returned to its original appearance.

Yan Hong struggled to wipe the sweat off his head, glared at Ling Yi with hatred, and laughed contemptuously: "Boy, do you think you can break through our soul-eating formation with thunder pills? Don't even think about it!"

"What about this?" Ling Yi slowly raised the Cloud Sword with a smile on his face. The long blue-purple sword was already covered with burning purple flames, which shone on Ling Yi's smiling face.

, extremely weird
Chapter completed!