"Whew!"
Yi Yun released his fingers as twelve energy arrows shot out. In front of the Sun Shooting Nine Deaths Bow, the Yin specters that did not have a physical body were like live targets. They could not withstand Yi Yun's attack.
Shooting twelve arrows with one bow would severely injure or even kill twelve Yin specters. If this continued, Yi Yun would only need to shoot a few times to kill all the Yin specters in the slumbering grounds.
How could Zhulong sit back and watch such a thing happen? When Yi Yun shot the second arrow, Zhulong moved. With Heaven's Punishment in hand, he punched at Yi Yun's energy arrows!
Zhulong had sustained injuries from his intense battle with Yi Yun. They had just healed, and the effects of using a mystic technique and overdrafting his lifeblood had not been removed.
Now, with this punch, although it still had an astounding aura, Yi Yun could acutely sense that this aura was no longer the same as before.
"Boom!"
Zhulong's punch hit all the energy arrows shot by Yi Yun. The energy arrows exploded, and the pure Yang energy contained within exploded as pure Yang flames rose.
At the instant Zhulong shattered the energy arrows, Yi Yun moved. With the pure Yang broken sword in hand, he charged straight at Zhulong.
The two Aspect Totems, the Golden Crow and Nine Neonate, appeared behind Yi Yun as sword beams tore through the void.
And beside Yi Yun, Lin Xintong also followed in his footsteps.
Lin Xintong's clothes were as white as snow. As she brandished her sword, a blue lake appeared out of thin air behind her. The lake's water was deep blue and it shimmered. It exuded an indescribable chill, and far away from the blue lake, there was a bright moon hanging high in the sky, emitting a watery glow.
Lin Xintong's attack contained the cold moonlight as it surged towards Zhulong.
At this moment, the Yin specters were reviving, so time was of the essence. As Lin Xintong did not need to protect Jiang Xiaorou, she decided to join forces with Yi Yun. Two against one, they aimed to kill Zhulong as quickly as possible.
The two swords combined, one Yin and one Yang!
Yi Yun and Lin Xintong had cultivated together for many years, and they both cultivated the "Great Empress Heart Sutra". Although the laws they cultivated were completely opposite, they complemented each other. With the two of them joining forces, their strength was not as simple as adding each other.
Immediately, the pressure on Zhulong increased! Behind him was the still reviving Yin specters. He had nowhere to retreat. He could only throw punch after punch without any regard for his energy expenditure.
"Help me!"
Zhulong shouted loudly. Behind him, Fengming, Sheji, Qiongqi and a few other Reincarnators could only bite the bullet and charge forward. Originally, there were Heavenly Blood Union members helping them, but now, the Heavenly Blood Union members were in a state of possession. They could only rely on themselves to withstand Lin Xintong and Yi Yun's attacks.
They knew very well that they could only turn defeat into victory if most of the yin specters in the Soul Tomb revived. Otherwise, they would undoubtedly die.
The sword light flashed. On one side, there was the Pure Sunlight Rainbow, and on the other, there was the Water Moon Cold River. Yin and Yang intersected, sweeping away everything in its path!
"Ah!"
Qiongqi, who had been injured all this while, was the first to be unable to hold on. His Yuan Qi arc was directly torn apart by the sword beam. With a tragic cry, he flew backward.
Beside him, Sheji was once again injured by Lin Xintong's sword Qi. The frost Qi on the sword's blade sliced through Sheji's wrist. Her entire palm was immediately frozen, turning into a fragile ice crystal.
The frost spread up Sheji's arm. Sheji's expression changed. As she retreated, she circulated her Yuan Qi to withstand Lin Xintong's frost Qi. However, the frost Qi was indestructible. It forcefully broke through Sheji's meridians and continued spreading towards her heart.
This wisp of frost Qi contained the nomological insights Lin Xintong had gained. It was unstoppable.
Sheji's expression changed. She knew that charging forward was no different from courting death. Although he had to drag it out until the Yin specters were resurrected, he had to survive until then.
Without Sheji and Qiongqi, it was even harder for Young master Fengming and Zhulong to hold on!
Young master Fengming could only play a small role in disrupting them. Most of the duo's attacks were withstood by Zhulong alone.
Zhulong bit the tip of his tongue and punched out.
Even though Zhulong's Yuan Qi was greatly injured and he was fighting one against two, Zhulong's attack was not to be underestimated. It managed to forcefully slow down Yi Yun and Lin Xintong's sword Qi.
"Die!"
Zhulong roared as the muscles on his face contorted. He charged at Yi Yun and Lin Xintong without any regard.
Yi Yun and Lin Xintong's expressions were cold as they clashed their swords. A second strike!
Rumble!
The rivers of pure Yang and pure Yin converged as they surged towards Zhulong once again.
Zhulong's body was only halfway through his charge when all his energy was rapidly depleting. Endless sword Qi surged onto his protective Yuan Qi. He was like a fish that was swimming against a torrent, but he was exhausted. He was already at his limit.
Peng!
A crack appeared on Zhulong's protective Yuan Qi as his right hand's knuckles emitted a crisp sound. His finger bones that had not fully healed began to fracture once again.
His attack also came to a halt!
In a life-and-death battle, even a blink of an eye's hesitation could cause the battle situation to change dramatically. Furthermore, he was facing the combined forces of Yi Yun and Lin Xintong!
Zhulong's heart sank. And at this moment, Yi Yun and Lin Xintong's swords had already stabbed in front of Zhulong!
Yi Yun's sword was like a dazzling sun, while Lin Xintong's sword was like the most ordinary of breezes.
The sense of danger brought about by the sword beams was like a terrifying blood pond hell. The wind was filled with the wails of countless people as it surged towards Zhulong!
In front of this blood-colored hurricane, Zhulong was like a tiny boat on the surface of the sea. There was no way he could withstand it, and he would be instantly destroyed!
Zhulong had no way to dodge. With a roar, he punched out with both his fists. His two fists collided with Lin Xintong's and Yi Yun's swords!
Zhulong could barely hold on against one person, but against two …
"Boom!"
A loud sound exploded in Zhulong's ears.
This sound was the sound of the violent energy contained in the two swords slicing through his flesh and exploding in his body.
As the energy surged, Zhulong's left and right shoulders exploded into two blobs of blood. The powerful impact sent him flying backwards, slamming into the ground. He slid a thousand feet away, leaving behind a deep ravine in the ground!
Zhulong slammed heavily into a slumbering Yin specter stone pillar. He felt his back tremble as black blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth!
Zhulong's face turned pale. The two swords had pierced through Heaven's Punishment's hands, breaking the bones in both his hands!
Yi Yun held the broken sword in his hand, which was still dripping with blood. The blood did not stay on the rusty blade, but was absorbed by the broken sword.
Without any hesitation, Yi Yun shook the pure Yang broken sword in his hand and struck out once again!
The distance of a thousand feet was traversed in an instant by Yi Yun. In a blink of an eye, his sword's blade was aimed at Zhulong's glabella, stabbing straight at him.
"Die!"
Take his life while he's down!
Yi Yun's sword surged with killing intent as the golden hurricane transformed into a surging golden wave. It was more than a thousand feet tall, as though it could inundate a mountain.
In the face of such a terrifying aura, Zhulong instantly felt a deep chill run down his spine. He felt that his death was nigh!
Time seemed to slow down at that moment. The extreme despair made Zhulong go crazy.
"You want to kill me? I'll perish with you!" Zhulong roared. He was indignant! He had reincarnated so many times, and in every incarnation, he could dictate the lives of countless people. He stood above their heads, accepting their worship and feeling their fear of him.
As for Yi Yun, he was only a young genius in his twenties. What right did he have to compete with him!?
"Die Die Die Die Die!" Zhulong burned his blood essence, causing his lifeblood to burn on the surface of his body. It was as though his entire body was bathed in red flames. His left hand was wearing Heaven's Punishment's Hand, and like a blob of thick blood, he struck at the surging blood wave!
"Boom!"
This punch was earth-shattering!
However, at that moment, Lin Xintong also made her move.
Her spiritual energy had long locked onto the energy flow in Zhulong's body. At the instant Zhulong punched out with all his might, Lin Xintong's sword Qi wrapped around Zhulong's fist beam like an exquisite Winding Goblet.
Yin and softness were inseparable. Lin Xintong had gained insights into pure Yin laws, so her sword was adept at using softness to overcome hardness.
This sword beam was not meant to kill, nor was it meant to directly clash with Zhulong's fist beam. Instead, it was meant to be guided.
Zhulong felt his fist lighten. His strength was like a flood that had a breached dam. His fist's force had been taken away by Lin Xintong!
With his fist's strength greatly reduced, how could he withstand Yi Yun's sword under such circumstances?
Amidst the wanton energy turbulence, the broken ancient sword blade silently tore through the pure Yang flames, piercing through the burning lifeblood.
What looked like an ordinary sword strike was the judgment of the Heavenly Dao.
When it slowly and stubbornly stabbed towards Zhulong's heart, Zhulong's eyes widened.
Indignation, hatred, disbelief … Zhulong's eyes contained too many emotions.
"Puah!"
A light sound was inconspicuous amidst the surrounding energy explosions, but it was extremely clear in Zhulong's ears.
His chest was burning hot. His heart had been penetrated by the broken sword, and his heart muscle's beating had become a struggle on the sword's blade. Every time his heart contracted, it would be sliced open by the sword's blade, causing copious amounts of blood to flow out.
This blood shot out from the wound. Zhulong was holding the pure Yang broken sword in one hand, while his other hand was clenched into a fist.
"You … You …" Zhulong's lips quivered as he stared intently at Yi Yun. Due to his hatred, his eyes were blood-red.
With the broken sword in hand, Yi Yun exerted strength in his wrist and twisted the blade. The pure Yang Yuan Qi in the broken sword surged out and surged into Zhulong's limbs, burning his meridians and lifeblood.
Zhulong's body convulsed violently as his pupils lost their focus. He could only see a blur in Yi Yun's vision.
Just a moment ago, the twisted pure Yang broken sword had minced his heart to pieces.
"Kill me … and you will pay the price. Blood Moon's heritage …"
Zhulong's lips quivered. Every word he said caused blood to seep out from the corner of his mouth. However, just as he said that, the pure Yang broken sword had slashed across his neck.
"You can die now."
Yi Yun said this nonchalantly. His face was expressionless as he gently wiped the blood off the blade.
Zhulong's head tilted to the side as his entire head had been sliced off by Yi Yun. His eyes were wide open as he looked at the dark clouds and the red moon in the sky. He died with everlasting regret.
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