Chapter 781

Boom!

After a fierce collision, Empress Fuyao retreated hundreds of meters, her sleeves and robes were shattered, revealing her arms as white as jade lotus roots, and a trail of bright red blood slowly dripped down.

This is the strength of Jiuyou's No. 1 Sword Master!

The leader of the Prison Clan saw this and felt relieved. It seemed that he had indeed found the right person!

The void rippled, revealing Luo Xing's figure holding a sword.

Under the brim of the hat, there is a cold and ruthless face, and the eyes are like hawks staring at Empress Fuyao, as if looking at a prey.

"You are already honored to be able to catch my sword head-on without dying."

Hear the words.

Empress Fuyao's face was as cold as frost, and a strong look of fear flashed in her eyes.

She had to admit that the other party was very dangerous!

"Come again!"

A shout.

Empress Fuyao used her physical skills to launch a fierce attack on Luo Xing.

At this point, she has no way out, she can only strike first and gain the advantage!

“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”

Luo Xing sneered, his body flashed like a ghost, his sword skills were unpredictable and all-encompassing.

For an instant, it was like a netherworld flower blooming in the depths of hell, its petals reflecting the horrific scene of the ups and downs of the world.

"This is……"

Empress Fuyao suddenly felt chills all over her body, and her nerves were extremely tense.

boom!

The sky almost collapsed, and night and day alternated crazily.

In an instant, Empress Fuyao's shoulders, lower abdomen, legs, and arms all shot out a spray of blood.

"Finger of Nirvana!" She gritted her teeth and found the opportunity to get close to the opponent, trying to maximize the damage.

The destructive finger light penetrates the sky, as if it is about to extinguish all life.

"Well..."

Luo Xing also felt uncomfortable. He was knocked out forcefully, and a stream of blood dripped from the wrist holding the sword.

But it seems that Empress Fuyao was seriously injured!

Seeing a shocking scar on his arm, Luo Xing's old face looked a little ugly, as if he didn't expect to be bitten by his prey.

Empress Fuyao looked gloomy, secretly running her skills to stop the bleeding, but found that it would be difficult for the wound to heal if she was injured by the opponent's sharp blade, which meant that her next situation would be even worse.

"Fellow Daoist Luo Xing is indeed the number one swordsman in Jiuyou. He has done things that even me can't do." The leader of the Prison Clan showed his bright eyes.

He and Empress Fuyao fought for a long time, but it was difficult to cause harm to the other party. As a result, Luo Xing quickly did this as soon as he drew his sword, even if he refused to accept it!

"Friend Luo Xing, the situation is urgent, let's work together to kill her!"

As he spoke, the leader of the Hell Tribe held up the eight-foot-long snake spear. The surging power of purgatory gathered at the spearhead, tearing the void apart and piercing the target like lightning.

Luo Xing frowned, a little dissatisfied.

Because he wanted to kill Empress Fuyao on his own, but after a collision, he also knew that the other party was not simple. If he teamed up with the leader of the Prison Clan, it would indeed be much easier to take down this person.

After weighing the pros and cons, Luo Xing decided to cooperate with the leader of the prison clan!

Rumble~

The void around Empress Fuyao was shattering, and two astonishing Qi machines were approaching crazily, trying to strangle her here.

Unwilling to sit still and wait for death, she naturally gritted her teeth and faced the attack.

Suddenly, blood spilled into the sky, and drops of rich holy blood fell from the sky to the earth like mountains, creating deep pits.

Empress Fuyao was covered in blood, and her phoenix eyes were full of perseverance and unwillingness.

One against two, it was still too much for her.

"What will happen to Kunlun Realm if I die? No one in Heaven can compete with them..."

"Wait a minute, there is Fellow Daoist Ye!"

A thought flashed through her mind, and Empress Fuyao felt a sense of hope in her heart.

If it were that man, it might not be impossible!

The problem is.

If this continues, the Kunlun world will be destroyed. What's the point even if he comes out later?

Thinking of this, Empress Fuyao's eyes turned gloomy and her mouth became bitter, as if she could already see the fate of Kunlun Realm's destruction.

boom!

There was a loud bang.

Empress Fuyao fell on a holy mountain. The majestic holy mountain collapsed with rumbles, falling rocks and filled with smoke.

"hehe,"

Looking at the woman half-kneeling on the ground with disheveled hair, Luo Xing and the leader of the Prison Clan sneered in unison.

"Today is the day you die!"

Luo Xing stepped forward, his robes were windless, and he raised his sword to slash.

Huh~

The eternal sword light, like the vast galaxy, fell crazily, seeming to cut the world in half.

With this blow, he left no way for Empress Fuyao to escape.

The eldest prince Luo Yan saw this and felt hard to understand.

He has always respected the strong, and Empress Fuyao really left a deep impression on him. Perhaps even if billions of years pass in the future, he will still clearly remember this day, when a human woman once briefly amazed him.

At this critical moment.

Whoa, a big golden hand grabbed it from the air and smashed this vast eternal sword light into pieces!

"What?!"

This sudden change made everyone look shocked.

"Could it be him..." Empress Fuyao seemed to have thought of something and suddenly turned her head to look. A pair of phoenix eyes reflected the slender silver-haired figure.

Under the setting sun, a man in white clothes walked forward step by step. The sunset light shone on his body, giving him a divine brilliance. For a moment, he felt like he was out of this world.

The sword eyebrows fly into the temples, the face is plump and handsome, the eyes are as golden as a god, and the long snow-white hair flutters in the wind.

He just appeared like that, and the world was silent!

"Who is this?" Luo Xing didn't recognize Ye Junlin, and asked with a look of surprise.

How powerful is it to be able to destroy his sword moves in one fell swoop?

"He is Ye Tiandi!" The head of the Prison Clan had seen the image on the light screen and knew that this silver-haired young man was the Lord of the Heavenly Court, Jiuyou's biggest worry!

"Daoyou Ye, you finally came out of retreat."

Empress Fuyao murmured.

For some reason, after seeing the other party appear, her heart seemed particularly stable, as if all difficulties would be settled.

"Daoyou Fuyao, long time no see."

Ye Junlin came to the sky and said in a calm tone: "I have understood the matter clearly, and leave everything to me next."

"Yes."

Empress Fuyao nodded, and actually sat cross-legged, and began to concentrate on recovering from her injuries, ignoring the two terrible enemies on the field.

It seemed that the moment Ye Junlin appeared, the outcome of this battle was doomed.

This is a natural trust, a recognition of absolute strength!

Luo Xing's face was as gloomy as water, and he said coldly: "Do you think you are out of danger?"

Empress Fuyao ignored him and continued to recuperate.

"Looking for death!"

Luo Xing, who was ignored, was completely enraged, and flew towards Empress Fuyao with a long sword in hand.

The dark sword light penetrated the sky and the earth, carrying an eternal and immortal sword force.

Who knew that Ye Junlin dodged and intercepted, punched out, and shook the Kunlun world with a mighty imperial power.

Bang!

The sword light was pierced through with overwhelming force.

Luo Xing screamed, his whole arm was covered with blood, revealing some of the eerie white bones. Under the fierce impact, his body flew backwards, smashing the holy mountains one by one, and thick smoke billowed.

"What?!"

Luo Yan was shocked, his eyes full of disbelief.

You know, that was the first sword saint in Jiuyou!

At this moment, he was defeated by a punch!

What he couldn't accept the most was the identity of that person, Ye Junlin, whom he had always regarded as his opponent!

Before, Luo Yan thought that after he was promoted to the Saint Ancestor Realm, he would be able to suppress Ye Junlin and avenge his sister.

What happened?

He could even knock down the strongest person like Jiuyou Sword Saint with one punch. If it were him, would he have this ability?

The answer is obviously no!

Luo Yan knew that he could not enter the ranks of the strongest people with his own strength. Compared with the strongest people, he was still far behind and it would take a long time to catch up.

Now, he has seen the terrifying power displayed by Ye Junlin.

After Luo Yan was shocked, he felt deeply frustrated and instantly lost the will to compete with him.

This person is invincible!

The old face of the Prison Clan elder was shocked and his mouth opened slightly.

He had thought that Ye Junlin would be very strong, but he didn't expect him to be so strong!

Boom!

A deafening sound.

"You guy..."

Luo Xing soared into the sky, and the injury on his arm recovered quickly with the help of Shura's Qi. He stared at Ye Junlin with fierce and angry eyes.

He didn't believe that there would be such a powerful human native in this world!

"Are you still alive?"

"Then you won't be so lucky next time."

Ye Junlin looked indifferent.

While speaking, a vast golden halo appeared behind him, and the everlasting light seemed to illuminate the long river of time and reflect the past and present!