That direction was precisely where Yang Yun and his companions disappeared.
Ye Mujiu looked up at all of this, a single tear sliding down her cheek.
She nestled in Zhou Mu's arms and took a soft breath.
at the same time.
Yang Yun fled a thousand miles in a short time. Even with his saintly cultivation, he was panting heavily and sweating profusely.
After catching his breath, he finally found a place to sit down.
"That was close, we almost couldn't get through."
Yang Yun's heart trembled uncontrollably at the thought of that person.
The most powerful person he had ever met was Zhang Tianjian of the Sword God Palace, but he didn't feel that terrifying at all.
Could it be that he really is a saintly king?
Even now, he remains somewhat doubtful and uncertain.
However, he knew that once this news got out, the entire Desolate Heaven Domain would be in an uproar.
The current situation will also undergo earth-shattering changes.
"Um?"
Yang Yun suddenly looked up, frowned, and looked behind her, her hand instinctively covering her chest.
"What happened?"
My heart is pounding, and I seem a little uneasy.
Before he could figure out what was happening, an axe mark appeared out of nowhere.
It pierced towards him, carrying with it a chilling aura.
Yang Yun's pupils suddenly contracted, and the muscles on his aged face twitched.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly, rapidly forming hand seals, and in a short moment, countless beams of light appeared.
Boom
But the countless beams of light and shadow mysteriously dissolved the moment they touched the axe marks.
Yang Yun's face showed horror.
At this moment, he couldn't care less about anything else. His face was fierce, and his hand slammed into his chest like a hawk. When his hand came out, there was a bright red heart throbbing in his palm.
A bloody arc flashed across his face.
The way he squinted his eyes gave him a somewhat fearless look.
Boom!
The heart quickly condensed into streaks of fiery red light, enveloping the axe mark.
Yang Yun stared intently at that spot.
Fortunately, the axe marks gradually stopped moving under the fiery red light.
After confirming that he was safe, Yang Yun collapsed to the ground like a rag doll, his face turning deathly pale, and even the veins on his forehead were clearly visible.
This is his trump card.
It could save his life in a critical moment.
I didn't expect to need it so soon.
"well……"
Yang Yun let out a long sigh.
But just then...
Then, axe marks slowly appeared.
Upon seeing this, Yang Yun's face turned extremely horrified, and his eyes almost popped out of their sunken sockets.
His withered lips moved slightly.
Before he could speak, a flash of swords and shadows appeared, and then he lost consciousness.
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