This waterfall was not an ordinary waterfall, but a liquid formed by the condensation of Immortal Qi, also known as Liquid Immortal Qi.
When the tens of thousands of Sword Qi came into contact with the waterfall, it created a huge splash, but the terrifying power was washed away by the waterfall.
Lin Yun was still high up in the sky. Just as he was about to make his move, the waterfall suddenly seemed to have a life of its own, bursting out hundreds of tiny water columns.
These water columns moved rapidly in the air, and in an instant, they entangled Lin Yun.
"Ha! You still want to escape after being hit by my 'Water Bind'? "Jian Yu slowly walked out from behind the waterfall, looking at Lin Yun with a smug expression.
"Is that so?" Lin Yun's voice suddenly sounded, but this voice did not come from the bound Lin Yun, but from behind Jian Yu.
"I was too careless!" Jian Yu gritted his teeth. In his vision, he saw that Lin Yun, who was bound by his' Water Bind ', had turned into an endless stream of light, and this was just a shadow!
This was not because Lin Yun's speed was much faster than his, but since the 'Waterfall of Rain' could block Lin Yun's vision, it could naturally block his vision as well.
Lin Yun had already predicted his next move in advance!
A Sword Qi pierced through the sky, and Jian Yu's hair stood on end. He felt a fatal threat, and immediately turned around to block, but he could not react in time.
A mist of blood shot out from his shoulder, and Jian Yu let out a muffled groan, and Lin Yun had already reached him.
Bang, bang, bang-!
Explosions rang out one after another, and the entire courtyard was swept away by the wind. Each of Lin Yun's sword was more powerful than the previous, and Jian Yu had to go all out with every slash.
In a short period of time, the two had exchanged more than a thousand blows.
The sonorous sound of metal clashing rang out one after another, like thunder in a drought, shaking one's heart and soul.
Outside the courtyard, screams, wails, and shouts of killing were incessant, and heads kept rolling, accompanied by intense collisions.
In an instant, the entrance to the courtyard was littered with corpses.
Large amounts of water flowed out of the courtyard and mixed with the fresh blood on the ground. This was the true meaning of a river of blood!
In a short time, the ground was littered with severed limbs and thousands of heads. The bodies of the Sacred Alliance's elite soldiers were falling one after another.
This scene shocked the group of soldiers. Everyone couldn't help but shiver as they looked at the three bloodied people not far away, still in a state of shock.
"How delightful! Who dares to come again?!" Ye Shenghui's expression was ferocious. His entire body was soaked in blood. Of course, most of this blood belonged to the group of soldiers he had killed.
This roar shocked the Sacred Alliance's elite soldiers, and they couldn't help but take a step back. Even the ten Wu Sheng warriors felt a lingering fear when they saw Ye Shenghui like this.
Ye Shenghui, Alchemist Murong, and Yasuo were all fighting with all their might. They didn't care about their own lives at all.
The benefits of doing so were very obvious. Even though there were only three of them, they were still able to intimidate the tens of thousands of soldiers.
However, fighting like this also consumed a lot of their energy.
After fighting for such a short time, the three of them were already panting and somewhat exhausted.
"If this goes on, we won't be able to hold on much longer," Yasuo murmured. His arms were dripping with blood, and he almost didn't have the strength to hold the Purple Flame Devil's Saber tightly.
Compared to Alchemist Murong and Ye Shenghui, he was just a Wu Huang. Although he had the protection of these two Wu Sheng warriors, it was inevitable that there would be times when he was powerless.
"Murong, how much longer do you want to wait?" Ye Shenghui asked.
Alchemist Murong glanced at him and said helplessly, "I still need some time."
Although he didn't explain, the three of them knew each other very well.
Just now, Alchemist Murong and include Lin Yun exchanged a smile before the battle. They all knew what that smile meant.
This was the last mountain blocking their way home. As long as they could topple this mountain, they could all live.
"Take them down!" Finally, at a certain moment, the ten Wu Sheng warriors attacked together.
None of them were weaklings. There were five Level Two Wu Sheng warriors, five Level One Wu Sheng warriors, and 30,000 elite soldiers supporting them.
At that moment, be it the soldiers or the Wu Sheng warriors, they all went all out. All kinds of energy waves danced in the air, attacking Alchemist Murong and the other two at the same time.
Murong was the first to stand up. After activating the Holy Beast Body, his strength had already surpassed that of the Level Three Wu Sheng warriors.
The Eight-clawed Fire Li waved its sharp claws, and the air was instantly set ablaze, rolling up thousands of claw shadows.
The Level One Wu Sheng who was charging at the front was immediately hit by the claw shadows. His entire chest was torn open, and blood spurted out.
Ye Shenghui formed a seal with both hands and used trace elements to create hundreds of daggers, flying and slashing at the group of soldiers.
However, as powerful as they were, they could not withstand so many powerhouses. In the blink of an eye, they were drowned by the sea of people.
Lin Yun, who was fighting in the small courtyard, was also burning with anxiety. Although Jian Yu's strength was not as strong as his, he was still a Level Eight Wu Sheng. He could no longer activate the Shura Form, so he could not defeat Jian Yu in a short time.
For them, time was the most precious thing.
They had to leave the Sacred Alliance before the battle at Lord's Peak was over.
Unfortunately, in the Mantle Prison, Lin Yun had to activate the Shura Form in order to deal with Qiu Cao.
Otherwise, with all three forms, he would definitely be able to kill Jian Yu in a short time.
"You can't escape. The Sect Masters will be here soon!" Jian Yu wiped the blood off his face and said coldly, "Even if I can't defeat you, as long as I can hold you up, you will definitely die!"
Jian Yu stood on a huge rock, looking around disdainfully.
Just as Jian Yu said, as long as a Sect Master of the same level as Wu Zun arrived, he might really die here.
Each of the 12 Sect Masters was stronger than the last.
Even if he forcibly activated the fifth form of the Demon God Core Crystal, how many Sect Masters could he deal with?
In the worst case scenario, he would be forced to use the Primordial Demon. If that really happened, he would not be able to leave the Sacred Alliance. Once his identity as the Eternal Emperor Wu was exposed, there would be no place for him in the entire Divine Territory.
At this thought, Lin Yun did not think too much about it.
In any case, it was most important to get rid of Jian Yu as soon as possible.
Armageddon Sword Technique — Third Style!
Lin Yun waved one hand, and the Netherworld Sacred Sword disappeared instantly, leaving behind countless flashing afterimages that interweaved into a dense sword net around him.
The sword net covered the sky and swept toward Jian Yu.
Jian Yu knew very well how powerful Lin Yun was, so he did not take it head-on. Instead, he increased his speed to the extreme and tried his best to avoid Lin Yun's attack.
As Jian Yu was retreating, Lin Yun took a big stride and shot toward Jian Yu at the speed of lightning.
Jian Yu was not surprised by this. He knew very well how urgent Lin Yun was. He immediately pressed his right hand on his left hand and aimed his palm at Lin Yun.
Water Cannon!
Accompanied by a dull explosion, a large water cannonball directly shot out from Jian Yu's palm.
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