The moment Yan Donghe recited the incantation, everyone could feel the rapid flow of Qi around his body. At the same time, a large number of Curse imprints started to float on the surface of Yan Donghe's skin. These Curse imprints circled around his body like birds, and their speed became faster and faster, becoming more and more intense, finally turning into a small blue whirlwind that spread out in all directions.
The death sword, Immortal Mystical Scarlet Blood Sword and Tribulation Fire Sword were all forced to tremble.
What a dense profound strength.
Su Yun's heart congealed, he raised his hand, causing the death sword and the Tribulation Fire Sword to immediately retreat, leaving only the Immortal Mystical Scarlet Blood Sword to continue attacking.
With his other hand, he formed a sword art and activated the profound qi. The energy in his body surged out like a flood, accumulating towards the Immortal Mystical Scarlet Blood Sword.
In an instant, the sword sheath became restless, and with a rustling sound, a large quantum sword rushed out of the sword sheath, transforming into an unstoppable Sword Dragon, led by the Immortal Mystical Scarlet Blood Sword, it crashed towards Yan Donghe.
The power of the Immortal Mystical Scarlet Blood Sword itself might not be comparable to the Tribulation Fire Sword and the death sword, but it was the mother sword with the most child swords.
Thousands of swords covered the sky, terrifying beyond compare, mixed with the Desolator mother sword. When the Sword Dragon was about to approach Yan Donghe, the Desolator Sword activated, and the Sword Dragon suddenly disappeared.
"What?"
Yan Donghe was shocked.
When had he ever seen such a strange move before?
However, following that, Yan Donghe suffered a terrifying attack that was like a torrential storm.
The densely packed sharp swords fiercely bombarded the whirlwind formed by the Curse imprints. The indescribable powerful impact shook Yan Donghe crazily.
He felt like a small boat in a storm, experiencing the cruelest baptism.
In the previous intense battles, Yan Donghe had consumed a lot of profound qi. Although he had consumed the top grade pellet bestowed by the Black Hawk Hall Leader to recover, in such a short period of time, how much could the profound qi increase? Su Yun had already unleashed his full firepower, he almost planned to use his dense profound qi to exhaust Yan Donghe. Although Yan Donghe had sensed his opponent's intentions, he was powerless.
Yan Donghe was completely suppressed.
The people below were completely dumbfounded, especially the black-clothed woman.
She was the only one who knew of Su Yun and Yan Donghe's cultivation. She had never expected that the battle would develop to such a state.
Crack.
Suddenly, the swords in the center of the Sword Dragon dispersed, and a black light flew towards Su Yun.
Su Yun's face darkened, he immediately dodged, and Yan Donghe who was at the other side took the opportunity to release profound qi again, dispersing the Sword Dragon in front of him.
Thousands of flying swords were jolted away like stars in the sky.
This kid is good at controlling swords, and his strength is extraordinary. However, I have met swordsmen before, and they are usually not good at close combat. I will attack you at close range and see how you defend.
Yan Donghe thought, he pushed his speed to the maximum, like a ray of light, he passed through the densely packed flying swords, got close to Su Yun, and slashed down.
What a fast speed!
Su Yun's eyes tensed up, with a turn of his footsteps, he transformed into a spinning shadow and dodged to the side, causing the sword to slash into thin air.
At this moment, Yan Donghe's left arm was crippled, and he had used up more than half of his profound qi. If they were to fight head on, he was not afraid of him at all!
Su Yun thought, with a wave of his hand, the Death Sword flew into his hand, while the rest of the sub swords and the Primal Sword flew into the Sword Sheath.
Continuing to use the Imperial Sword would only burden him, and from Yan Donghe's expression, he was most likely planning to fight in close combat with him.
After missing his sword, Yan Donghe did not rush to attack, but instead revolved around Su Yun at a high speed. Su Yun dodged the sword, which made him feel that this brat's reaction speed was extraordinary, and maybe his speed was not slow either.
But Yan Donghe was not worried, in terms of speed, he was extremely confident.
It was hard to imagine Yan Donghe's speed.
After about three breaths of time, everyone could only see grayish-blue afterimages moving around Su Yun.
After five breaths of time, Yan Donghe could no longer see anyone, and could only hear the sound of strong winds swirling around him.
Su Yun stood in the center with his eyes closed, as though he was using his ears to capture the other party's position.
In this situation, it was no longer possible for the naked eye to catch traces of the other party. Even if he did, it would only be an afterimage!
"This is bad."
Bu Ming could not help but call out in a low voice.
"Protector Bu, what's wrong?" The disciple beside him asked in confusion.
"Imperial Sword Imperial is not good at close combat, I never thought that Yan Donghe's speed would be so fast, if he were to get close, I'm afraid Lord Su Yun would be in a dangerous situation." Bu Ming said worriedly.
"Then why didn't Lord Su Yun take out his sword? Continue to fight with the sword? He actually put it away … Doesn't that mean he admitted defeat? "The people beside him exclaimed.
Bu Ming shook his head, indicating that he did not know.
Everyone stared with their eyes wide open, no one understood what Su Yun was planning, but without a doubt, at that moment, the initiative in this battle had already returned to Yan Donghe's hands!
"Whiz!"
Suddenly.
An ear-piercing sound of something tearing through the air suddenly rang out.
A slender and terrifying sword appeared out of thin air, fiercely slashing towards Su Yun.
"Be careful!"
Bu Ming could not help but shout.
The situation instantly became critical …
"The victor has been decided." The black-clothed woman hugged her breasts and chuckled.
However, an unexpected scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Su Yun, who was like a statue with his eyes closed, took a step back in a relaxed manner.
It was just a small step!
However, he easily dodged the terrifying slender sword.
The tip of the sword swept past his left shoulder and slashed into thin air.
"What?"
The black-clothed woman's expression froze as her eyes widened.
Bu Ming and the other experts of the Lotus Star Sword Sect were also astonished, their eyeballs seemed as if they were about to fall out of their sockets.
Was this a fluke?
The same thought popped up in everyone's mind.
But it was not over.
Yan Donghe once again unleashed his sword that was as fast as lightning with boundless might.
The sword that landed on Su Yun's shoulder slashed to the side, intending to cut him in half.
The power was still incomparably strong.
Then, Su Yun moved again.
He flipped over with a grunt, and the sword blade brushed past his waist, almost missing the slightest gap. The profound qi that erupted from the tip of the sword rushed out, like a half moon slashing into the distance. Seeing that, the disciples of the Black Hawk Cult in the distance immediately took out their defensive magic treasure, forming a huge and thick barrier. The Sword Qi smashed onto the barrier, and actually smashed it into pieces, turning the barrier into rubble, while the Spirit Cultivator s behind were smashed into pieces, and the few Spirit Cultivator s who were at the front died miserably.
Seeing that, the black-clothed woman was shocked and astonished.
She was not surprised by Yan Donghe's attack, but by Su Yun's dodging.
Not only did he dodge, there was also the terrifying defense of Su Yun's body. Although he had avoided the fatal sword body, the profound qi attached to the sword body was difficult to dodge. At such a close distance, Su Yun himself must have been affected by the profound qi's attack.
However, after he dodged, he stood at his original spot. His pale face under the pitch-black hood was extremely calm, as if nothing had happened.
"Where did this guy come from?" The black-clothed woman's heart sank.
"I never thought that you would have such a terrifying speed. You have indeed surprised me …" Yan Donghe was extremely angry, his face was sinister and terrifying, he stared at Su Yun and gritted his teeth: "However, I want to see how long you can hide for!"
With that, the furious Yan Donghe danced with his sword again.
"Whiz!"
The edge of the sword whistled like a running cheetah.
Su Yun continued to jump backwards, dodging the attack without any mishaps.
His face was gloomy, his eyes focused on the slender sword, Yan Donghe was no longer in his eyes, he no longer cared about his words, and only focused on dodging!
Slash, stab, slash, slash, no matter how Yan Donghe attacked Su Yun, he would always be able to dodge it.
Everyone only saw Yan Donghe brandishing his sword crazily, the sword was so fast that it could no longer be seen, the Sword Qi was like a crescent moon, flying towards the Black Hawk Cult members behind him. There was no one there, only a few Black Hawk Cult members who did not have time to dodge.
"Damn it!" Damn it! Damn it! "Damn it!"
The more Yan Donghe slashed, the faster he slashed, the faster he slashed, as though he had already gone mad from Su Yun's constant dodging.
The speed of the sword shadow suddenly doubled, and the surface of his skin began to emit waves of red light. Terrifying threads of blood seeped out from his skin, looking extremely frightening.
Was this a profound skill or a magic treasure?
No one knew, but everyone understood that Yan Donghe must have used something.
His aura suddenly became berserk, and his aura became abnormally ferocious. It was much stronger than before …
Su Yun, who was dodging quickly, seemed to be forced into a state of helplessness by the crazy sword, his dodging movements also became more and more dangerous, his body often almost touching the sword, and his face became paler and paler, perspiring profusely, and his breathing became hurried.
Yan Donghe caught sight of Su Yun's powerlessness, and his eyes revealed a look of joy. He slashed down seven times in a row, directly forcing Su Yun to panic, and there was nowhere to hide.
Su Yun's expression became more and more flustered, and his footsteps also became messy.
Just as he made an extremely complicated movement to dodge Yan Donghe's ferocious sword, the sword actually turned around and slashed towards him again.
At that moment, Su Yun had not even straightened his body! It was impossible for a person to dodge so quickly at this time!
"In the end, you still lost to me!"
Yan Donghe shouted in joy, the sword in his hand released an indescribably shocking aura.
This aura seemed to be able to pierce through the entire heavens!
"Die!!!!!"
With a ruthless roar, the thin sword attacked.
No one would be able to contend against this sword!
The expressions of the surrounding people all changed!
"This is bad!" Bu Ming's expression changed drastically.
The old Sect Leader's eyes narrowed and his footsteps loosened, as if he was planning to do something.
"Lord Sword Envoy, don't!"
The black-clothed woman was so scared that her beautiful face paled and she cried out involuntarily.
What she wanted was to win this battle, not to take Su Yun's life. Once she killed Su Yun, the Black Hawk Cult would probably be in endless trouble, and in that case, the Black Hawk Cult would not be the biggest winner.
The victor had been decided …
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