Ye Yunluoli signed to the 10-year Dragon Sect

"The young sword cultivator in white is really strong! With just one magical sword technique, he once again blocked the opponent's menacing attack!"

"That's right! Now that the black-clothed youth is being forced to directly attack from close quarters, if he still can't break through the white-clothed youth's mysterious defensive swordsmanship, then he will be completely defeated."

"This sword technique is really unique, it is too strong."

There was a lot of discussion in the square.

Facing Ye Yun's Dual Element Sword Art, everyone felt an eye-opener.

This kind of swordsmanship is really amazing.

"It's not bad, I finally stopped being a turtle."

Seeing that the young man in black wanted to attack him personally, Ye Yun couldn't help but sneered.

He still held the sword firmly across his chest, motionless.

The sword of habitat can defend against all attacks in the world.

Like a cannonball, the young man in black stabbed Ye Yun in front of him, but when he was three feet away.

The young man in black found that the point of the sword that was stabbing between the eyebrows had inexplicably moved to the opponent's chest.

And at this moment, his originally frenzied speed slowed down as if he had entered a muddy swamp.

It only advanced a distance of two feet.

The young man in black could no longer pass the sword in his hand to Ye Yun who was facing him.

He was surprised to find that the opponent held the sword across his chest, as if connecting the whole world.

The general trend of the world fell on a silver long sword.

This powerful force makes it impossible for any attack to break through.

"So strong..."

The young man in black was shocked, he drew his sword violently and retreated.

The first time the sword was drawn was unsuccessful.

The entire body of the sword seemed to be trapped in the mud, and it was impossible to escape.

The second time he drew the sword, he used all his mana to pour into the Shura armor, and pulled out the sword in an instant.

"This person is so strong, I am not his opponent, I must leave here quickly."

The young man in black took a deep breath, and immediately prepared to tear the void and escape from here.

"Want to go?"

Ye Yun tapped lightly with his hand.

At this moment, he cast the immobilization technique.

The young man in black who was tearing apart the void suddenly stopped, and was fixed in midair like a clay sculpture.

Ye Yun grabbed it with his big hand, and saw an unimaginable force descending on him.

The Shura armor on his body was grabbed abruptly and fell into Ye Yun's hands in an instant.

"Jianzun, I have taken back the Shura armor, the next two will continue to fight."

Ye Yun smiled lightly, put away the Shura armor, flew to the square, and landed beside the dark blood green wood dragon.

All the monks in the realm of the gods around him took a few steps back, and then stared at Ye Yun enthusiastically with adoring eyes.

The mysterious sword cultivator in white is really too strong.

All kinds of magical means are incredible.

Even a strong man at the first level of the Godly Realm couldn't survive a single move in his hands.

"He took back the Shura armor so easily?"

In mid-air, Liu Yiyi was dumbfounded, and her originally icy and beautiful face became extremely weird.

In the void opposite her, the young man in black still maintained his original movement of tearing the void, like a clay sculpture.

Ye Yun tapped lightly with his hand.

The immobilization technique on the young man in black disappeared immediately.

The body of the black-clothed youth regained his freedom of movement in an instant.

But the great panic in his heart made his body already stiff.

Just now he was rigidly fixed in mid-air. Although his body could not move, his mind and consciousness could still move.

"What kind of supernatural power is this? It suddenly made me unable to move. If this is struck by a sword, will I still be alive?"

The young man in black thought in horror.

Now that he had lost his Shura armor, he no longer had the courage to fight against the imposing Sword Master.

Liu Yiyi's tender body flickered, and she appeared in front of him in an instant, pointing her sword at his chest.

The black youth felt desperate, closed his eyes, and was about to abandon this body.

Liu Yiyi looked excited, and said coldly: "You destroyed my doll, damn it!"

puff!

The sword in Liu Yiyi's hand slammed into the chest of the young man in black, and his heart burst on the spot.

A ray of light suddenly shot up from between the eyebrows of the young man in black.

In mid-air, it turned into an illusory figure.

"Liu Yiyi, you really dare to do something to me?"

The illusory primordial spirit in mid-air waved his arms and said angrily.

Liu Yiyi looked indifferent, and said in a low voice: "If you don't destroy those dolls, I will naturally take into account the friendship of my classmates."

"Ha ha……"

The illusory primordial spirit suddenly laughed.

"Liu Yiyi! I know that the man you like is dead long ago, and you will never see him again in your life. Compared to me losing a clone, you are much more miserable, haha."

"Separate?"

Liu Yiyi was taken aback for a moment.

The young man in black in front of him is actually just a clone?

The avatars have already reached the half-step godly state, so the real deity has reached the godly state?

This guy, how could he practice so fast?

"Liu Yiyi, to tell you the truth, my true self has already broken through to the Godly Realm, and sooner or later, I will seek revenge from you."

The illusory primordial spirit laughed twice, looked at the young man in white on the square, and said mockingly: "You foreign monk, you can't stay in Jianyun Sect forever, right? As long as you leave, Liu Yiyi will Will not be my opponent."

"What you said makes sense."

Ye Yun smiled lightly, his expression still extremely relaxed.

So what if he broke through the realm of gods?

He has plenty of ways to make Liu Yiyi even stronger.

The illusory primordial spirit was about to speak, when suddenly he was in a trance.

"Huh? What happened just now?"

The illusory primordial spirit violently shook his head, a little unbelievable for the trance feeling just now...

The corners of Ye Yun's mouth curled up, revealing a faint smile.

At this moment, he activated the sky disillusionment eye and read the memory of this primordial spirit.

According to memory, Jiang Hengyue of Tongtian Island is not dead yet.

The guy in front of him regarded himself as his identity, and after snatching the Shura armor, he left automatically.

He didn't easily deal with those few monks who had cultivated in the True God Realm.

With a low cultivation level, it became Jiang Hengyue's life-saving trump card.

This guy's real body is in a hidden cave that is far away from Da Luoyu at this moment.

It won't be able to come out in a short time.

"Jianzun, it is not your style to cut grass but not root."

Thinking of this, Ye Yun suddenly looked at Liu Yiyi with a smile on his face.

Liu Yiyi was taken aback for a moment.

Why is this sentence so familiar?

10 years ago, her most beloved man once told her so.

laugh!

Liu Yiyi raised her sword without hesitation, and killed this illusory primordial spirit with one strike.

"Liu Yiyi, just wait for me, I will be back sooner or later."

The primordial spirit split into two, and before it disappeared, it suddenly roared ferociously.

This sound rumbled and spread throughout Jianyunzong.

Afterwards, the primordial spirit that was divided into two completely disappeared into the heaven and earth.

"I am waiting."

Liu Yiyi put her long sword back into its sheath, and stood in the void like a peerless god-level sword, emitting endless light.

At this moment, the confident and glamorous Sword Master stunned all the monks below.