Unparalleled War Emperor

Yun Yi encountered the biggest crisis since he entered the wilderness. The people he fought this time were nearly a hundred blood spirit slaves with Dao Master level combat power. Facing such powerful combat power, not to mention Yun Yi, even if he fought again In addition, Jiang Tianzhong and Hong Yuan have no chance of winning here.

Yun Yi admitted that he had underestimated the enemy by coming here rashly, but he really didn't expect that the opponent was still the genius from the Blood Spirit Mountain, and he didn't know what means he used to control so many powerful beings.

Therefore, the moment he was besieged by the opponent, Yun Yi fell into an absolute disadvantage. He didn't even have time to use the Holy Seal of the Void to escape. He finally fought off one of them before he could take a breath. A stronger one rushed up, and within a moment, nearly 60% of the divine energy in Yun Yi's body was consumed.

"Fuck! Fight!"

Yun Yi's eyes turned red, and he took out the Jiuji Sword and stabbed it into the space in front of him.

"Sword Burial!"

Click, click, click...

A sound of space collapsing followed, and then all the space within ten thousand feet around Yun Yi as the center completely collapsed, instantly swallowing up all the powerful men who besieged Yun Yi.

But in the process, Yun Yi was hit hard several times by the opponent, and he suffered unimaginable damage almost instantly. However, Yun Yi also knew that this was his last chance to escape, so when Yun Yi's body flashed It was divided into ten points, and then they each chose one and rushed out regardless of it.

These ten Yunyi are condensed from the Hongmeng Divine Yuan in his body. They are no different from the original one in form or breath. In addition, when breaking out of the encirclement, these Yunyi also used extremely powerful and powerful weapons. tricks.

"Jiuji·Shocking!"

"Hunyuan Fire Seal!"

"The Heaven-shaking Seal!"

"Five elements..."

Before the opponent was affected by Sword Burial and had not completely formed a surrounding network, they all rushed dozens of miles away, and then fled away without looking back.

However, less than a breath after Yun Yi broke through and left, all the strong men trapped in the shattered space of the Sword Burial were rushed out. Then they were divided into several teams in an orderly manner. Then they each chose a direction and chased each other, obviously not intending to let Yun Yi go so easily.

As for Yun Yi, after he was hit hard first and then evenly distributed the Hongmeng divine energy in his body to other clones, the consumption of his cultivation naturally became greater, and his speed would inevitably be much slower.

Compared with the state of Yun Yi's side, most of the pursuers were still in perfect condition. One after another, the first Yun Yi was caught up by several blood spirit slaves and torn into pieces in just a moment. broken into pieces.

With the first one, there will naturally be a second one. Half an hour later, the second Yun Yi was turned into ashes under the siege of a group of blood spirit slaves.

Immediately afterwards, in less than three hours, all nine Yunyi were killed, and the last one, after escaping thousands of miles, was blocked by the genius of Xueling Mountain who had never shown his face from beginning to end. .

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a close disciple of Senior Dao Sect Tianxuanzi. He was able to escape so far in such a desperate situation, and he also killed nearly twenty of my blood spirit slaves. It must have been as if I had not been hiding in the dark and using blood spirit slaves. If I fight Brother Yun, I should be the one in such a desperate situation now!"

This is a man with a feminine temperament. Perhaps because he has not seen the sun all year round, this man's face still has a permeating pale color, but at this time he is looking at the man whose limbs have been smashed by the Blood Spirit Slave. Yun Yi, who was no longer able to recover, showed a bright smile as bright as the sun.

"Before I really appeared, I have been persuading those two useless brothers that the strongest point of the skills cultivated in Blood Spirit Mountain has never been our own combat power, but that more powerful people can be used to cultivate spirits. Fight for us and even die for us.”

"But they never listened. Of course, you can't blame others for ending up like that. But Brother Yun, I have to get rid of this murderer no matter what. Otherwise, how can I be worthy of my two brothers?" Where is the spirit in heaven?”

Yun Yi smiled miserably, "I didn't expect that the Zhao family of Xueling Mountain would be so troublesome. If I had known this, I shouldn't have provoked those two guys in the first place. At this point, I have nothing to say, but can you tell me before I die? Your name keeps me from not knowing who the person who killed me is."

"Zhao Lei." The other party said coldly.

However, before the words could be finished, Yun Yi suddenly rose up, and his right hand returned to its original state at an extremely fast speed, heading straight towards Zhao Lei. At the same time, the Jiuji Sword instantly manifested in his hand, almost in the blink of an eye as he rushed out. The strong man standing in front of him was cut in half with a sword.

The devouring power of the Jiuji Sword was running wildly, and before the opponent could reunite, it forcibly tore out its original essence, blood and even soul to swallow it up. After all, how could Yun Yi still suppress the Jiuji Sword in such a desperate situation? I wish the Jiuji Sword could be more crazy.

But Yun Yi's dying counterattack failed to pull Zhao Lei into the water after all. After he successfully killed two strong men, he was exhausted, but the enemies around him who were attacking one after another did not stop at all.

Bang!

The Jiuji Sword fell out of his hands and flew out. Then, even before Yun Yi could react, the Blood Spirit Slave punched the big head from behind and turned it into ashes all over the sky.

However, at the moment when Yun Yi died, the expression of the Blood Spirit Mountain prodigy named Zhao Lei suddenly became extremely ugly. It was not for any other reason, but because Yun Yi, like the other nine Yun Yis, had no soul when he was killed, and was obviously a clone.

As Zhao Lei's anger rose, Yun Yi's rather calm voice came from the Nine Extreme Sword that was just shattered by the Blood Spirit Slave.

"I, Yun Yi, have learned from Brother Zhao's tactics. It is true that I lost today. Brother Zhao, you are obviously much better than your two useless brothers in terms of strategy, but you made a mistake in showing up when you saw that I had no power to resist. After all... no one can know who will be the final winner until the end, right?"

"Hmph! You are a coward who hides his head and shows his tail. Do I need you to teach you a lesson?" Zhao Lei snorted coldly, and the Blood Spirit Slave beside him turned around and rushed out, going straight for the Nine Extreme Sword. However, compared with Yun Yi's clone, the Nine Extreme Sword is obviously more powerful, so it pierced through the space without waiting for the opponent to attack and then sank into it, disappearing without a trace in front of Zhao Lei's eyes.

Another sentence full of sarcasm fell slowly from the place where the Nine Extreme Sword was originally located.

"I feel like the term 'rat who hides his head and shows his tail' is more suitable for you, Brother Zhao, than for me, right?"

At the same time, in the space that was completely shattered by Yun Yi's sword burial and barely recovered until this moment, a bloody hand suddenly stretched out from that space...