A young man slowly walked into the palace. Dongfang Qinyin instantly became angry and gnashed his teeth.
Dongfang Yun! "Dongfang Qinyin covered his chest and glared at Dongfang Yun.
"Royal sister, I didn't expect that you are not dead yet. Father misses you so much! Do you want to come and accompany him?" Dongfang Yun said with a sneer.
Catch them!
The soldiers began to rush towards the two men again.
Song Junwan launched an attack. She knew very well that one had to capture the leader first. She used her skills to attack Dongfang Yun, but Zhao Huan did not let her succeed. After a few moves, all of Song Junwan's attacks were blocked.
Dongfang Qinyin struggled to resist the rushing soldiers. He had just been hit by a palm from Zhao Huan and was now unable to hold on alone.
Dongfang Yun dodged Song Junwan's attack with a light leap. He laughed contemptuously and said, "There is only one incarnation master." After that, he took out a folding fan and waved it towards Song Junwan. A strong airflow gushed out. Song Junwan tried to block it, but Zhao Huan took advantage of the opportunity and hit her waist with an elbow. She fell to the ground with a painful cry.
Dongfang Qinyin was shocked when she saw this, and she quickly shouted, "Auntie Song!" She tried her best to rush over to Song Junwan who had fallen down, but she was too seriously injured and moved slowly. The soldiers took the opportunity to rush over and subdue her.
Dongfang Yun looked at the captured Dongfang Qinyin and Song Junwan and laughed triumphantly. "Let's see where you can run this time! Take them away!"
Just as he turned to leave triumphantly, a figure suddenly walked out from the front door. He was dressed in black and had a black mask on his face. He looked at Dongfang Yun like a god of death. His deep voice sounded from behind the mask, as if it came from hell.
"Let them go."
Dongfang Yun couldn't help laughing, he smiled and signaled the soldiers to take down the other person. The soldiers rushed forward, and just as the sword was about to chop at the man, the soldier fell to the ground instantly, and a large amount of blood spurted out of his neck.
One, two, three…
More and more soldiers fell to the ground inexplicably, slowly piling up into a small hill, and soon the yard was littered with corpses.
Zhao Huan became alert instantly. The aura emanating from this person was chilling.
Xiao Ning moved to Dongfang Yun's side in an instant. At this time, Zhao Huan tried to resist, but with just one move, he was sent flying and instantly lost his combat effectiveness.
Just as Xiao Ning's palm hit Dongfang Yun, a voice rang out!
"Don't hurt my disciple!"
Xiao Ning's attack was blocked instantly.
Xiao Ning felt a pressure and stepped back to keep some distance.
A hunched figure stood in front of Dongfang Yun, and the black aura emanating from his body was so thick.
"Middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm... No! I can vaguely sense the power of the late stage. It seems that he is Wan Haitao."
Xiao Ning thought to himself that he could still handle one person in the early stage of Spirit Transformation, but adding another one might be a bit tricky.
Master! Dongfang Yun stepped forward and said respectfully.
Wan Haitao spoke in a choking voice.
"It was you who destroyed my Wan Yang Sect. Boy, today I will make you pay the price you deserve!"
The two stood facing each other, their auras surging and their clothes rustling. Their eyes met, and it was as if tangible sparks were bursting in the air.
Wan Haitao looked so old and weak, but his attack was fast, accurate and ruthless. He disappeared instantly, leaving only a residual image. However, Xiao Ning was not moved at all. He just slightly turned sideways and easily avoided the opponent's attack.
Then, the two started a fierce attack. Their moves were extremely fierce, and each move contained a powerful force that made people tremble with fear.
For a moment, the field was filled with light and roars. The figures of the two masters were looming in the light, making it difficult to distinguish them.
As the battle progressed, the auras of both of them became stronger and stronger. Their attacks became more and more fierce, as if they wanted to defeat each other completely.
Xiao Ning summoned the Red Sun Sword and began to form seals with his left hand. In an instant, several sword energies slowly appeared around his body and stabbed at the opponent.
Wan Haitao, on the other hand, calmly took out a magic weapon and silently recited a mantra. A transparent shield wrapped his whole body and blocked most of the lightsabers. The two fought hard.
But Xiao Ning seemed to be better. At the critical moment, he found an opportunity, slashed at Wan Haitao with his right sword, slowly raised his left hand and shouted softly.
The Divine and Demonic Art! Ten thousand swords return to their origin!
The situation changed drastically in an instant, and several flying swords attacked the opponent. Wan Zhenshan was shocked and tried to resist with all his heart and soul, but he was still defeated and fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.
Xiao Jing took advantage of the victory and slashed at Wan Haitao's neck with a sword. Just when he was about to kill him, Wan Haitao made up his mind and grabbed Dongfang Yun to block in front of him.
Dongfang Yun was shocked, but he had no time to dodge. The long sword pierced his abdomen. Blood immediately flowed out of his mouth, and he murmured:
Master...Master...
Xiao Ning drew his sword and slashed at the person behind him again.
At this time Wan Zhenshan dodged, covered Dongfang Yun's head with his left hand, and grabbed it hard.
"Good disciple, help me one more time and I will avenge you!"
In an instant, Dongfang Yun seemed to be sucked dry, and his face instantly aged by ten years. At this time, Wan Zhenshan's body slowly changed. His hunched body was no longer bent, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared. In an instant, he seemed like a different person.
Seeing this, Xiao Ning secretly thought that this was not good!
At this moment, Wan Zhenshan seemed to be reborn. He slowly stood up and threw Dongfang Yun's body aside. His voice was no longer hoarse, and a deep and powerful voice came out of his mouth.
I had been thinking of breaking through to the later stage and then absorbing him, but I didn't expect to fall into your trap. Boy, you've ruined my plans twice. Now I'll tear you into pieces to commemorate my dead brothers and disciples!
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