The Luanyun Sword was covered with a layer of deep purple flames. The flames kept beating, and the blazing high temperature made the faces of everyone present become hot and red.

"That's the soul fire!" On the ground, Ouyang Wu raised his head and stared at Ling Yi, with an unknown light flashing in his eyes.

Liu Aotian's expression suddenly changed at this moment. The purple flame in Ling Yi's hand seemed to give him a very familiar feeling. He stared at Ling Yi blankly, as if to find some clues from Ling Yi, but

But got nothing

"Hey! Forget it, maybe I felt wrong!" Liu Aotian looked away, lowered his head and sighed, but he clenched his bony fingers tightly.

"Hoo!" The flames suddenly made a hunting sound. Under the astonished eyes of everyone, they slowly climbed up. When they reached the tip of the sword, a fire dragon suddenly condensed, with teeth and claws. It was frightening.

Seeing this, Yan Hong's expression changed drastically. Even he didn't dare to be careless about the power of the soul fire. He quickly accelerated his gestures and condensed them into a seal. Then he pushed forward gently, and the talisman slowly became quieter.

The seal array suddenly glowed with red light, and blood was everywhere. In the center, a small vortex began to grow slowly, and then, a puppet emerged from it and appeared in front of everyone.

It was a headless puppet, and its whole body was stained with a blood-red color. Judging from its aura, it was as tyrannical as a powerful soul.

His nose wrinkled slightly, Ling Yi smelled the faint smell of blood coming from the puppet from time to time, and his expression became serious. This sudden change caught him off guard, but fortunately he had the experience of the previous battle, and he was already prepared in his heart.

Be prepared to give it your all

The bloody puppet was hanging in the air, with its hands hanging down, and its murderous intent was strong. Yan Hong shouted coldly, and the puppet flew towards Ling Yi as fast as lightning, and smashed a fist towards Ling Yi's face.

Ling Yi slashed horizontally with his sword, hitting the puppet's fist. A "crack" sound was like the sound of metal colliding in the sky. A spark flashed where the fist and sword met.

Ling Yi quickly stepped away and rubbed his numb arms, secretly shocked by how hard the puppet was.

Looking at the lifeless puppet hanging in the air in front of him, Ling Yi suddenly remembered something and immediately cast his eyes towards the puppet's fist. At the place where it had just collided, the blood-red surface of the fist was burned into a ball of black.

With this discovery, Ling Yi immediately understood the weakness of this puppet. Although it was as tough as steel, it could not withstand the burning of the soul fire.

Streams of flames flew out from Ling Yi's long sword, one after another, and quickly hit the puppet that rushed towards him again. The sharp explosions were heard endlessly. After the purple brilliance dissipated, the puppet was in the flames.

Under the attack, the blood-red color on the surface has completely disappeared, and the whole body is completely black. In some places, the white bones are still exposed.

Among the dozen or so guardians, one person immediately spewed blood and died. That person was a puppet master. The puppet was disabled and he was also implicated.

The talisman array trembled violently for a while, and then calmed down after a long time.

Yan Hong stared at Ling Yi with a solemn face. He increased his power. Suddenly, blood arrows shot out from the talisman array, densely covering the soul-devouring array. Ling Yi saw the blood arrows coming.

, the pupils suddenly shrank, and at the same time as he retreated, he shot out the purple dragon that had been attached to the long sword.

As soon as the fire dragon collided with the blood arrow, it exploded with a bang, and flames flew everywhere. The abundant energy in it annihilated all the blood arrows, and the whole space shook. At the collision point, a small space fragment appeared.

in front of everyone

"Hiss!" Many people gasped in unison, looking at Ling Yi who was hanging in the air fighting alone with more than a dozen people from Moyun Palace, their eyes filled with admiration and passion.

The aftermath of the energy pushed Ling Yi back dozens of feet. The high temperature caused by the explosion of the fire dragon made Ling Yi slightly surprised. However, the dozen or so people in the Demon Cloud Palace who were closer were in a state of embarrassment. The high temperature burned them.

Their hair was roasted and turned yellow

The anger on Yan Hong's face and the protruding veins on his forehead showed his anger at this time. With a fierce wave of his hand, the talisman array disappeared into the vast sky.

"Yan Hong, what are you doing?" Ling Yi asked with a sneer, but secretly he was even more careful. Even if there are more than a dozen guardians of Moyun Temple, they want to compete with such a "strong man" as himself without the help of any external objects.

It is obviously unwise to fight against

Yan Hong smiled, and the smile slightly raised at the corner of his mouth expanded infinitely. At some point, an ancient scroll appeared in his hand, and he slowly raised it

"Ling Yi, who will die? There is no result yet! Die!" The scroll in his hand was suddenly crushed, and a black space suddenly appeared behind Yan Hong, and Yan Hong quickly entered it and disappeared.

in the air

"Escape Spell!" Ling Yi was shocked. This was a spell cast by the mysterious man in black whom he had seen in the Liu family before. It could instantly transfer to the place the user wanted to go. This time it was used by Yan Hong.

As an attack, it must not be underestimated

When the other nine people saw Yan Hong using the air escape technique, they also imitated the example and took out scrolls one after another and crushed them. Ling Yi was the only one left in the sky.

Ling Yi was so nervous that he could even hear his own heartbeat. The enemy was in the dark, but he was in the light. If he was not careful, he would die in the hands of the enemy.

"Be careful, we are in big trouble this time. I didn't expect Yan Hong to be able to use the air escape technique so skillfully! This is not easy to deal with!" Yanling complained bitterly in Ling Yi's mind, and Ling Yi could only smile bitterly.

language

At this moment of almost silence, Ling Yi suddenly felt that a foot away to the left, the air began to gradually oscillate and twist. He narrowed his eyes and raised his sword to chop.

"Ah!" Ling Yi's long sword passed through the transparent sky, and a shrill scream sounded in the unknown space, and then stopped abruptly.

When the Cloud Sword passed through the air, Ling Yi clearly felt a sense of stagnation, as if he had cut a person in half.

Not long after, a person fell from that space, hit the ground, and scattered into two pieces.

"One!" Ling Yi quickly glanced at the corpse on the ground, a confident smile appeared on his face, and he paid attention to all the changes around him.

Suddenly, there was a flash of cold light, Ling Yi raised his sword and slashed to the right, a shrill roar echoed in the sky, and a human head flew out immediately, scattering blood everywhere.

"Two!" Ling Yi's expression remained unchanged. Without even looking at it, he flew towards the distance and pierced the void in front of him. Another scream sounded in the sky...

Ling Yi's figure flickered in the sky. Every time he raised his sword, someone would fall from the space created by the air escape technique. In just a quarter of an hour, nine people had died under his sword.

Down

Stopping suddenly, Ling Yi shook his head secretly. The leader, Yan Hong, was still hiding somewhere unknown, always ready to deliver a fatal blow to him.

Just as this thought disappeared, there was a sudden gust of wind behind him. When everyone on the ground saw this scene, their eyes widened, because behind Ling Yi was the person who had been hiding.

Okay, Yan Hong, at this moment, he aimed at Ling Yi's back and struck out a palm with lightning speed. The bright soul energy was densely packed on it, and the sound of breaking wind was sharp and harsh.

Ling Yi immediately turned around and quickly thrust out a sword. The tip of the sword was pointed directly at Yan Hong's heart. This was a life-threatening method, but at this critical moment, it was the most effective way to escape.

Yan Hong opened his eyes wide, seeing the sharp sword blade stabbing at his heart, and quickly dodged it. The moment he dodged, Ling Yi saw a cold and sinister smile on his face.

"Bang!" Behind him, a thunderous explosion echoed in his ears, and he felt as if his back was hit hard by a giant hammer. Ling Yi fell to the ground like a meteor, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

out
Chapter completed!