"What sword is this!?"
Even with Heaven's Punishment's hand, it could not withstand the sharpness of the sword.
The sharpness of a sword was not only the sharpness of the blade itself, but also the Sword Intent contained within the sword.
Some ancient divine swords could only seal the Sword Intent within the scabbard if they were sheathed. Once the sword was unsheathed, even if one did not touch the sword's blade, just a glance at it could cause one to be injured by the Sword Intent.
This nameless ancient sword was one such example.
It was a king among swords, but now, someone was using his hand to grab its blade. This was no doubt a blasphemy to the ancient sword.
Almost without Yi Yun using his Yuan Qi to power it, the ancient sword began to vibrate by itself. The Sword Intent condensed within it surged out. Through Heaven's Punishment's hand, Zhulong's palm was sliced by the Sword Intent, causing blood to flow out!
"What!?"
Zhulong's expression changed. His left hand was like a mortal being scalded by boiling water as he subconsciously released it.
And at this moment, Yi Yun's hand suddenly trembled as he pulled the broken sword away!
"Cha!"
The sword's blade rubbed against Zhulong's palm as Sword Intent shot out in all directions. Heaven's Punishment's hand suddenly trembled as the black light it emitted suddenly dimmed.
Zhulong's left hand was trembling. In Heaven's Punishment's hand, Zhulong's bones had been fractured!
And at this moment, Yi Yun raised his sword once again. On the ancient broken sword, the rust stains were faintly glowing.
These rust stains were actually a result of the broken sword being stained with the Bronze Ancient God's blood. The Bronze Ancient God's blood had fused with the sword's blade, and after countless years, it had become like this. The rust itself was not a sign of the metal's deterioration, but it contained an immense amount of energy and laws!
Yi Yun's current cultivation realm was still insufficient for him to use the laws contained within, but it was enough for him to dominate the Tian Yuan world.
The sword slashed at Zhulong as sword beams spewed out, tearing through the distorted void.
Seeing the sword coming at him, Zhulong no longer dared to use his hand to block. With a loud roar, he pushed his Yuan Energy Battle Body to its limits, forming a visible black light screen on the surface of his body. At the same time, Zhulong's body flew backwards!
"Peng!"
The broken sword slashed at Zhulong's protective black light barrier, causing it to explode. The wanton sword winds tore apart the armor on Zhulong's chest.
Zhulong flew out like a kite with a broken string, but Yi Yun did not give Zhulong a chance to adjust himself. With the broken sword in hand, he chased after Zhulong.
Sword beams shot out, constantly slicing through the distorted void that hindered Yi Yun's speed. The broken sword was like a maggot in a bone, with every strike stabbing at Zhulong's throat!
As Zhulong retreated, he endured the pain in his hands and punched out.
"Candle Dragon Nine Deaths Fists!"
Zhulong punched out nine times in a row, the force of his punches exploding in the air. However, he no longer dared to touch the strange broken sword.
Zhulong, who did not dare to clash head-on with Yi Yun, was forced back by Yi Yun with his injured hands!
"Boom!"
As he retreated, Zhulong's body slammed into a mountain. The thousand-foot-tall mountain was directly pulverized by Zhulong!
Rubble flew everywhere like a torrential downpour. Zhulong came out of the rubble with disheveled hair.
Yi Yun chased after him and said loudly, "Didn't you say that in your spatial force field, if I can't fight you head-on, I will definitely lose? But now, I want to fight you head-on, but you keep running. How boring. "
Yi Yun mercilessly exposed Zhulong's scars. He used Zhulong's previous words to mock Zhulong, smacking him in the face.
Yi Yun was using this method to force Zhulong to fight him head-on.
If not, in this spatial force field, although the broken sword could tear through the distorted space, it would still hinder Yi Yun's speed. It would prevent him from perfectly using his' Golden Crow Sun Shift '. It would be very difficult to kill Zhulong under such circumstances!
Yi Yun's mockery made the veins on Zhulong's forehead pop up. However, he did not lose his reason because of Yi Yun's infuriation. He was very clear-headed. The broken sword was too odd. If he used a long weapon, he could still fight it, but Heaven's Punishment …
This bare-handed weapon was completely countered. If he could not face Yi Yun head-on, how was he to defeat Yi Yun?
Zhulong restrained his embarrassment and continued dodging Yi Yun's sword. However, this scene was completely different from the Heavenly Blood Union members' point of view.
They only saw Zhulong being chased and beaten by Yi Yun, looking extremely pathetic.
This made all the Heavenly Blood Union members gape in shock. In their hearts, Zhulong was synonymous with invincibility. He symbolized the mysteriousness and invincibility of the Martial Alliance.
But now … the king they revered was being completely suppressed by a junior like Yi Yun.
They hated and envied Yi Yun. They wished that Yi Yun's cultivation level would be maimed, and then he would be tortured to death, with his corpse hung up for public display.
However … the scene of Zhulong maiming Yi Yun did not happen. Instead, it was the traitor of the human race who was about to maime Zhulong.
The attentive human warriors had already noticed that Zhulong's fists were clenched in an unnatural manner. This meant that Zhulong's hands were probably injured, and the injury was not light!
If Zhulong was defeated by Yi Yun, what would happen to them?
In order to hide the news, Yi Yun would probably kill all of them to silence them!
Upon thinking of this, many people began to panic.
There were already people considering escaping, but they were in the Soul Tomb. It was a completely sealed space. To escape? Easier said than done! Furthermore, there was Lin Xintong guarding by the side. This white-dressed female's strength definitely exceeded their imaginations.
"Peng!"
When Zhulong retreated to a point where he could no longer retreat, he smashed through the boundary of the spatial enchantment!
The black curtain of light shattered. Once he was out of the spatial forcefield, the distorted space would no longer be an obstacle to Yi Yun's speed. Then, Yi Yun's pursuit ability would definitely be doubled.
With the "Golden Crow Sun Shift" movement technique, Zhulong, who was not good at speed, was no match for Yi Yun.
"Your end is here!"
Yi Yun knew very well that Zhulong's hand had been injured due to his underestimation of his opponent. And for a person who used fists, an injured hand meant that he would lose a large portion of his combat strength. Taking advantage of his weakness was Yi Yun's combat philosophy.
The sword beam appeared once again as the two-foot-long broken sword stabbed straight at Zhulong's heart!
And at this moment … Yi Yun, who was flying with the sword in hand, suddenly felt his body sink. The surrounding space condensed once again as a powerful suction force tore at Yi Yun's body, causing his speed to plummet.
Oh? What?
Yi Yun was stunned. He saw that at this moment, the red blood lines on Zhulong's body seemed to burn. His eyes had also turned blood-red. He seemed to have used some sort of mystic technique!
The spatial binding force was too strong, making it difficult for Yi Yun to escape.
"You have really infuriated me. I will destroy you at the risk of damaging my cultivation level. I will let you experience the supreme mysteries of the spatial dimension laws that I cultivate!"
"Alternate Dimension Tomb!"
Zhulong's hair flared in anger. Behind Yi Yun, a dark spatial door appeared out of thin air and slowly opened. Inside the spatial door was a void. No one knew where it led to. The powerful suction force came from this spatial door, binding Yi Yun.
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