Chapter 170. Heavy Damage to Yunshan.

While Liu Xi and Yun Yun were chatting, the battle in the sky had also entered a fierce stage.

Yunshan's simple white robe was no longer clean and tidy. There were many broken spots on the robe. His feet stepped on the void, sending out circles of energy ripples to calm the raging Qi and blood in his body.

Compared to him, "Xiao Yan" is like a bloody man. Xiao Yan's body has suffered several heavy injuries, and now he is still under Yao Chen's control, fighting one after another with Duzong and Yunshan's continuous offensives, the drug dust. can't be completely ignored.

"Haha… Your remaining soul body is indeed very strong, but the boy's body you possess is already on the verge of collapse!" Yunshan said with a mocking tone, trying to disturb Yao Chen's mind.

"Xiao Yan" frowned, knowing that if he continued to fight like this, his disciple's already riddled body would truly collapse.

He sighed and thought to himself, "That's it, let's expose..."

He turned around, walked towards Ling Ying and said in a calm voice, "Do your best to take my disciple away first. Once you're safe, it will be easier for you to escape, and I won't be a burden."

After saying that, a slightly illusory old figure walked out of Xiao Yan's body and then walked out. After Xiao Yan's body lost its support, he closed his eyes and weakly fell to the ground, He, the great martial artist who had suffered heavy injuries, instantly fell into a coma.

Ling Ying quickly picked up Xiao Yan with his other agile hand and looked at Yao Chen again. This was the first time he saw Yao Chen's true face. He said solemnly: "Senior, don't worry, I will definitely do it. Take Xiao Yan with you. Young Master has safely left!"

"I'm still thinking about leaving, what wishful thinking!" Yunshan also glanced at Yaochen's soul body. It was the source of Xiao Yan's strength and one of the culprits of the Yunlan Sect's disaster. He sneered and said loudly: "Yun'er, stop them. None of them will be able to leave today."

"Yes!" Yun Yun quickly replied.

Smiling apologetically at Liu Xi, he summoned a pair of light blue martial spirit wings. His delicate body moved into the air, and a light blue thin sword appeared in his hand. After a few flashes of his figure, he appeared behind Ling Ying.

Lu Xi looked at Yun Yun's retreating figure and was a little stunned for a moment, thinking in his heart: "This disaster is really big. It's not easy to make Yun Shan show mercy. As long as you have the Blazing Jue Roll, you won't be at a disadvantage."

Yaocheng has the Bone Spirit Cold Fire to protect his body, and it's unlikely that Yunshan will kill him. I think this is a deadlock, and I should wait for Yaochen to speak first so that I can take the initiative…"

"Gentlemen!"

Nalan Yanran's call caused Liu Xi to snap out of his thoughts, turning his head to look at Nalan Yanran and said with a smile: "Yanran, what's the matter?"

Nalan Yanran pursed her red lips and her eyes flashed. After hesitating for a while, she said apologetically: "If it weren't for Yanran's invitation, I wouldn't have let Master get involved in this trouble. Yanran is very sorry!"

"It doesn't matter, Yanran doesn't need to take it to heart!" Liu Xi consoled him, even without Nalan Yanran's invitation, he would still find an excuse to make this three-year appointment.

After saying that, Liu Xi ignored Nalan Yanran's apology and raised his head again to pay attention to the battle in the sky.

Nalan Yanran looked at Liu Xi's face with a complicated expression in her eyes. She pursed her lips and fell silent. She began to think wildly: "Is he… attracted to the teacher?"

In the sky, Ling Ying, who was about to hug Xiao Yan and leave first, was entangled by Yun Yun who ran over. One of his arms had been crippled by Yun Shan, and he had not recovered yet. Now he was holding Xiao Yan. and he was unable to use his strength.

Yun Yun Yun's beautiful eyes were filled with anger. She was no longer as gentle as before when she talked to Liu Xi. She was merciless in her attacks. As she swung the rapier in her hand, the crescent-shaped wind blades struck Lin. Ying's vital points especially "took care" of Xiao Yan in his hands.

In Yun Yun's opinion, this guy was the culprit of everything. Without Xiao Yan, none of what happened later would have happened.

Ling Ying was so annoyed that he could only concentrate eight black energy snakes around himself. Four black energy snakes firmly protected Xiao Yan.

The remaining four black energy snakes attacked from all directions, biting or bumping into each other, tearing the wind blades into pieces. He could only parry, but did not have the strength to fight back.

Yao Chen knew about all this, but he was powerless to do anything. Yunshan's continuous attacks made Yao Chen struggle with all his might, and he couldn't help but think of countermeasures in his heart.

"My soul power will decrease every time I use it, but his martial spirit can be constantly replenished. It's not good for me to keep putting it off. Will it come to this..."

The white flame on the Xuan Zhong ruler suddenly burst into flames, and after burning the wind rope tied to it, Yao Chen said in a deep voice: "Junior, today I am willing to use three volumes of earth-level martial skills to settle this grudge. . . What do you think? ?"

Hearing this, Yunshan was also stunned. The wind blade that was about to sway slowly dissipated, and a hint of emotion appeared in his eyes. The value of earth-level martial skills is that they have a price but no market. In many cases, even if you have money, they are hard to buy.

However, Yunshan only hesitated for a moment, and instantly made a decision in his heart. Although earth-level martial skills are precious, they cannot be exchanged for the sect's reputation. He said in a calm voice:

"If I knew this, why did I even do this! Don't even think about shaking my mind today, and the sect's shame will have to be paid for with blood!"

A trace of anger appeared on Yao Chen's slightly unrealistic old face. The famous Yao Zong on the mainland proposed to reconcile, but was threatened by Dou Zong.

As soon as the ruler of Xuan Zhong danced in his hand, the ruler's dark body was suddenly surrounded by white flames, and an extremely cold aura erupted.

"Ruler of Flame-devouring Waves!"

The three-foot wide crescent-shaped white ruler light swayed along with Xuan Zhong's ruler.

A huge beam of light surrounded by forest-white flames cut through the sky with unbridled force. Although it was surrounded by flames, the cold and acrid aura also made Yunshan's face solemn.

Without any hesitation, Yunshan pointed, and in the blink of an eye, a dazzling light burst forth from his fingertips.

As the strong wind gathered around him, the white light on Yunshan's finger became more and more dazzling. In an instant, it was like a finger pointing at the sun.

"Strongest wind, kill!"

Yunshan shouted sharply, and a white light flashed on his fingertips, and an extremely thin light burst out from it.

The speed of light is terrifying. Wherever it goes, space trembles. A dark trace is left in the sky, extremely blinding.

In an instant, the light struck the ruler hard, a thunderous sound rang out across the sky, a blinding light eclipsed the sun in the sky, and a terrifying energy turbulence burst out, exuding a heart-rending breath of destruction.

At the same time, under the cover of the bright light, Yao Chen's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he sighed:

"Space is moving!"

As the former strongman Dou Zun, he can move through space like Yao Tianhuo, but what he consumes is the source of his soul!

Distance is irrelevant in front of the might of space. Yao Chen appeared in front of Yun Shan like a flash, and the Ruler of Xuan Zhong in his hand collapsed downwards.

"Ah~"

Yun Shan howled pitifully, the protective energy shield was destroyed, his sternum was broken, blood instantly stained the white clothes on his chest, and the cold fire of the bone spirit raged within his body.

When the blinding bright light slightly dissipated, under the gaze of a pair of dim eyes, Yao Chen's increasingly illusory figure still stood proudly in the void, while Yun Shan's bloody figure faintly fell to the ground, his breathing becoming weaker and weaker.