Jing Yun roared, not dodging at all.
He threw out a punch as well.
Lin Xuan could clearly feel the seven auspicious clouds between Jing Yun's eyebrows emitting a brilliant light.
Boom!
A low sound was heard, and the sky cracked. Several large cracks appeared and spread in all directions.
A violent force swept across the area.
Fortunately, the village was covered by the Buddha's Light, which prevented it from being destroyed.
Boom boom boom!
After the attack, Jing Yun took a step back, while the martial artist from the Nine Heavens Sacred Ground took three steps back.
His arm was numb.
How could this be? At this moment, the people from the Nine Heavens Sacred Ground and the Yin-Yang Sect were shocked.
They did not expect the other party to be so powerful. Even the people from the White Cloud Tribe were shocked.
Jing Yun, stop!
The middle-aged man and the elders were still trying to persuade him.
However, they had already fought, how could they stop?
Even if they wanted to stop, the people from the Nine Heavens Sacred Ground would not let them off.
Sure enough, the martial artist from the Nine Heavens Sacred Ground gritted his teeth.
Damn it, how dare you resist!
You're courting death!
He was furious. He could not take down a person who did not have any special skills, and was even forced to retreat.
This made him feel ashamed.
At this moment, his eyes were filled with murderous intent. He swore that he would kill this young man!
You despicable outsider, do you think I'm afraid of you? Jing Yun roared. He stomped his feet, and cracks appeared in the void around him.
This guy is so powerful! The surrounding martial artists were shocked.
Look at the seven auspicious clouds between his eyebrows. Is that the source of his power?
Many people discussed.
Hearing this, the martial artist from the Nine Heavens Sacred Ground's eyes lit up. In the next moment, he waved his hand, and a ray of sword light shot towards Jing Yun's eyebrows.
Boom!
Jing Yun roared, and the seven auspicious clouds on his body shone brightly. He waved his fist and fought against the sword light.
Cracks appeared in the void, and the surrounding people were shocked.
The disciple from the Nine Heavens Sacred Ground was also powerful. He seemed to be a genius martial artist. He held the killing sword in his hand and moved freely.
The two of them exchanged thirty blows.
He grabbed an opportunity and appeared behind Jing Yun. The terrifying Sword Qi slashed towards Jing Yun.
If this sword could hit its target, it would definitely be able to slice a person in half.
And from the looks of it, Jing Yun definitely wouldn't be able to dodge.
Sure enough, the sword hit.
Seeing this, the people of Nine Heavens Holy Ground smiled. The Yin Yang Sect and Illusion Destroyer Palace also heaved a sigh of relief.
However, in the next moment, their expressions froze as they screamed. Impossible! How could this be?!
The disciple of the Nine Heavens Holy Ground who had attacked Lin Fan was equally stunned.
That was because he discovered that his sword had indeed hit its mark. However, the other party's waist suddenly turned into white mist.
It was as if he had turned into air.
Therefore, his sword strike only hit some of the mist.
Damn it, how did this happen? The cultivator was dumbfounded, unable to believe what he had just heard.
At this moment, Jing Yun turned his head, and a terrifying fist landed on his opponent's body.
With a loud bang, the martial artist from the Nine Heavens Holy Ground was sent flying.
Clang!
He crashed into the surrounding Buddhist light and fell to the ground, vomiting blood.
Defeated!
How could this be? Everyone was stunned. The faces of the people of Nine Heavens Holy Ground turned ugly.
Lin Xuan and Wu Hua also furrowed their brows. This guy was really strange!
Sure enough, Jing Yun could transform into a cloud like the other members of the White Cloud Tribe.
Moreover, it was a partial transformation.
Jing Yun was very strong. Looking at his strength, it seemed that he was stronger than the ordinary Almighties.
At first, they thought that the White Cloud Tribe didn't have any experts. They didn't expect such a powerful young man to appear.
It seemed that the White Cloud Tribe was indeed strange.
Lin Xuan and Wu Hua whispered to each other. The others were also shocked.
At this moment, all the martial artists and experts stared at each other with eyes as sharp as lightning.
Jing Yun's strength was beyond their expectations.
I've said it before. If you want to go over, you'll have to step over my dead body! Otherwise, you'd better get lost!
Jing Yun shouted coldly.
Hearing this, the surrounding people's faces changed.
The Saint of Nine Heavens snorted coldly. He didn't know what was good for him. He took a step forward and a vast amount of energy surged out.
Countless cracks appeared in the sky and spread in all directions.
Jing Yun's expression was also extremely solemn because he felt a terrifying force rushing towards him.
It was as if it was going to tear him into pieces.
He was extremely shocked. He didn't expect the young man in front of him to be so powerful.
Just one step was enough to create such a terrifying aura.
Jing Yun didn't dare to be careless. He shouted angrily and his body turned into white mist to dodge the energy.
On the other side, his body reformed.
Kill!
Jing Yun roared angrily and charged over again. He waved his fist, and it was as if a mountain was descending from the sky.
The entire mountain peak was trembling.
However, the Saint of Nine Heavens was extremely powerful. He dodged the attack with a flickering light and a passing shadow.
At the same time, a palace appeared above his head and descended from the sky.
It shrouded Jing Yun in an instant.
The Immortal Palace shone brilliantly and cast down tens of thousands of rays of light, sealing the entire void. Jing Yun's body was also immobilized.
Boom!
Jing Yun roared angrily and turned into a cloud again, trying to escape.
However, he didn't succeed this time.
The area enveloped by the Immortal Palace had completely sealed the void, making it impossible for Jing Yun to escape.
Jing Yun had nowhere to hide as the Immortal Palace descended.
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man and the elders hurriedly shouted, "Please stop! Please don't kill him! We'll take you there! "
"Hmph!"
The Saint of Nine Heavens snorted coldly, and the Immortal Palace stopped in midair.
The white mist below condensed and transformed into Jing Yun's face again. At this moment, his face was pale, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.
"Hurry up and apologize, Jing Yun. Admit your mistake and retreat. Otherwise, you'll die!"
The middle-aged man roared angrily. The young children in the house were also nervous. "Big Brother Jing Yun, come back quickly.
I've said it before. If you want to go there, you have to defeat me! "
"Haven't you lost yet?" The Saint of Nine Heavens sneered. He stood with his hands behind his back and didn't make a move at all.
It was just one Immortal Palace descending, and Jing Yun was already unable to resist. How dare someone like Jing Yun talk big in front of him?
What a joke!
"You can try whether I've lost or not!" "Do you really think your Immortal Palace can kill me?" Jing Yun said coldly.
He wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth with his thumb and smeared it between his eyebrows.
Buzz!
The seven auspicious clouds were shrouded in blood, and endless blood light emitted from them.
Whoosh!
Seven blood-colored auspicious clouds appeared around him and enveloped him.
"Seven Evils Blood Clouds!"
"You've cultivated such a thing!"
The middle-aged man was shocked. The elders also exclaimed in surprise. Their faces were filled with fear.
They obviously didn't expect Jing Yun to have such a method.
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