That's right, Yang Yueyi and the 1,000 soldiers had disappeared.
The Dark Empress and the others had been fighting bitterly for two hours. The enemies who had caused them to fall into a hopeless situation had been silently wiped out by Ye Shenghui with one move.
"Ye … Ye …" The Dark Empress was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.
She had never seen a half-step Wu Sheng fight. She had thought that perhaps Lin Yun and Ye Shenghui, who were both half-step Wu Sheng, would be very powerful. However, she had never imagined that they would be this powerful.
Ye Shenghui turned around with a kind smile on his face. With a gentle wave of his right hand, countless smoke and dust fell on the bodies of the Dark Empress and the others, healing all the wounds on their bodies.
"My ability can only heal superficial wounds. If you suffer serious injuries, you may have to look for Lord Lin Yun for treatment." Ye Shenghui smiled. At that moment, his four subordinates of Wu Huang also came to his side and stood devoutly without making a sound.
"Ah … Thank you!" After a while, the Dark Empress and the others recovered from their shock and thanked Ye Shenghui.
"That's enough. Since we've already teamed up, there's no need for such polite words. " Ye Shenghui waved his hand indifferently. The reason he had come to rescue the Dark Empress was because he had heard the explosive sound of the Dark Empress crashing into the city wall.
With that, Ye Shenghui turned his head to the north and said in a deep voice, "Since there's nothing serious, let's hurry up and save them. We can't stay here for long. Let's go meet up with Lord Lin Yun first. "
"Uncle … Uncle Ye." Just as Ye Shenghui was about to leave with everyone, the Dark Empress suddenly called out softly behind him.
Ye Shenghui turned around, his expression as peaceful as ever. He didn't look like an executioner at all.
"I want to ask you, since you're so powerful, why do you still call Lin Yun 'Lord'?" The Black Empress was puzzled by this matter. Although she had heard that the Assassination Society's President had died at the hands of Lin Yun, she had not witnessed the battle with her own eyes.
However, she had heard a lot of rumors along the way. Lin Yun had been defeated by Meng Mingshi. Some people even said that Lin Yun's real strength had only reached the level of a half-step Wu Sheng, and had definitely not reached the level of a Wu Sheng.
Since they were both Half-step Wu Sheng, why did Ye Shenghui address Lin Yun as Lord?
Ye Shenghui shook his head, looked at the sky, and said calmly, "He is a very special person. This old man greatly admires him, so I call him lord to show my respect."
"Furthermore, I can tell you very clearly that Lord Lin Yun is definitely stronger than anyone can imagine."
Ye Shenghui would never forget that day, the aftermath of the battle between Lin Yun and Nightmare.
Even though they had been separated by hundreds of miles, he had still felt it clearly.
That had definitely been a battle between the realms of a Wu Sheng, the realms that he had dreamed of breaking through in his entire life.
He had originally decided to live in seclusion in the mountains after rescuing his family.
However, after today's battle, his state of mind had inevitably changed.
He saw the high-spirited Ye Shenghui from decades ago, and he also saw Lin Yun's silhouette in that scene.
At the same time, the battle in the northern battlefield was gradually coming to an end.
As Yasuo's Purple Flame Devil Blade returned to his hand, the eight Wu Huangs simply couldn't withstand Yasuo's attacks.
Purple Demon Slash!
That Man Xiong was panting heavily as he healed his body. However, a moment later, Yasuo, who was still 100 meters away, suddenly turned into a shadow.
Then, his eyes flashed with six crisscrossing Purple Flame Blade Qi.
These six blade qi abruptly pierced through his body. Man Xiong's expression was still frozen in disbelief.
However, the next moment, under everyone's gaze, Man Xiong's body had already been torn into pieces. He couldn't be more dead.
"So strong, Yasuo!" The man in the mirror couldn't help but praise.
"Don't talk nonsense. Go help Nangong and Shangguan. " Yasuo couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile. There was nothing happier in this world than having the Purple Flame Devil Blade back in his hands.
"Can you handle it alone?" The man in the mirror frowned and asked worriedly.
"With the devil blade in hand, these pieces of trash are nothing."
After receiving Yasuo's affirmation, the man in the mirror also flew in the direction of Nangong and Shangguan.
At this moment, Yasuo faced seven Wu Huangs without the slightest bit of fear.
"Did you just call us trash?" A middle-aged man's face flushed red.
"I will definitely kill you today!"
"Don't think that killing Man Xiong is something!"
Facing the angry curses of the crowd, Yasuo only did one thing. He closed his eyes and directly displayed the Purple Demonic Nine-foot Array. At the same time, he said coldly, "Come at me together, trash!"
At this moment, in the sky, two phantoms disappeared at the same time. In just a split second, the two phantoms suddenly collided.
Bang!
Two incomparably terrifying energies instantly exploded when the tip of the blade and the tip of the sword came into contact.
Accompanied by an earth-shattering explosion, an invisible shockwave suddenly burst out in all directions with the point of contact between the weapons as the center.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Explosions rang out one after another, and the towering buildings in the surrounding area were instantly cut in half by this invisible shockwave.
The moment the shock wave spread, the short figure flew out at five times the speed of sound like a kite with a broken string and then smashed into the ground.
Holding the sword with one hand, Lin Yun was covered in golden light as he looked down at the dust-covered knife.
"It's too terrifying …"
"Is this Lin Yun's strength?"
"Didn't they say that the rumors were false?"
At this moment, the soldiers of the branch looked up and saw Lin Yun's figure. They all had a look of fear on their faces.
They were very clear about Little Knife's strength. When he used that strange thin knife, his real strength had reached the realm of a half-step to Wu Sheng.
However, Lin Yun had actually suppressed Little Knife. Could it be that Lin Yun really had the realm of Wu Sheng?
At this moment, even Meng Wan had to stop fighting and looked at Lin Yun in surprise.
This was completely different from what Meng Mingshi had told them.
If Lin Yun only had the strength of a half-step to Wu Sheng, why was Little Knife not his match at all?
At this moment, Lin Yun lowered his head to look at the thin knife in his left hand and felt the strange 'Immortal-limiting' energy.
It had been a hundred years, but he dared not forget this energy because it belonged to his brother, the aura of an Immortal Supremacy!
。 Divine Emperor of the Ninth Heaven
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