Jinyiwei's Killing God System

Chapter 223 Run!
Almost at the same time, Yu Zhenqing's fatal move "Yan Fen Tian" has also been launched!
I saw a ray of red flames coming through the air, and the heat generated burned the air in the room into explosive air waves.The air wave forced towards the outside, shattering all the wooden windows and doors, and then roasting them into pieces of smoking charcoal.

"Jade and stones are burned!"

As soon as Yan Long used this martial arts card, he saw a burst of white light shooting from his hand, a beam of sword light shot towards Yu Zhenqing who was pressing towards him like a flying dragon from the sky!
Jian Guang, who was burnt together, met Yu Zhenqing's "Yan Burning Heaven".

The sword energy of "Yan Fentian" was suppressed, while the sword light that burns jade and stone continued to advance, and all of them bombarded half of Yu Zhenqing's body at once.

I saw the sword light passing through Yu Zhenqing's heart, splitting his whole body into two pieces, and crushing half of his body into a cloud of blood mist.

However, the momentum of "Yan Fen Tian" has not dissipated, and the half of Yu Zhenqing's body holding the sword still rushed towards Yan Long faster than lightning.

Yan Long killed Yu Zhenqing with one move, but he didn't expect the scene to turn into this.

He has been dealing with all kinds of emergencies all his life, and of course this kind of situation can't trouble him. He saw that with a knife in his left hand, half of Yu Zhenqing's body that was rushing towards him was blown away.

At this moment of distraction, Yuan Suiyun's sword arrived!

The scimitar in Yan Long's right hand slashed across the edge of the Red Lotus Blood Sword.

The blade of the blood sword should have been shaken away.

But the blade of the blood sword suddenly became soft like a vine, Kong Youyou felt no force, and wrapped around the blade of the scimitar, and the tip of the sword climbed up the scimitar like a spirit snake. Wrapped tightly around Yan Long's wrist!

Seeing that Yan Long is about to suffer from severed wrists!

Yan Long's eyes froze, and the Ziyang Heavenly Demon's zhenqi on his arm suddenly surged, and the blade of the blood sword collapsed in an instant, and he pushed his palm forward, and the scimitar in his hand was shattered into pieces by his inner strength , Shooting at Yuan Suiyun like a rainstorm!

Yuan Suiyun quickly released the blood sword from Yan Long's wrist, swung it like flying, danced into a ball of light, and knocked all the broken blades away.

All the three scimitars he brought were used up, so Yan Long could only take out the Beaulieu Spear from the system, bullied himself straight in, and stabbed Yuan Suiyun with one shot.

His speed dropped a lot because of his shoulder injury. When Yuan Suiyun saw him leaning forward, he said with a chuckle, "Deputy Master Yan, you are not weak at seeking your own death!"

Amidst Yuan Suiyun's loud laughter, Yan Long only felt a blur in front of his eyes, Yuan Suiyun had disappeared from his eyes, and the evil spirit was strong behind him, Yan Long secretly screamed that something was wrong, swung his spear and turned around to sweep away.

The spear was powerful and heavy, but its speed was a bit slower. Before he could fully turn around, Yuan Suiyun's blood sword had pierced his back.

Yan Long was shocked, and rushed forward quickly, turning Yuan Suiyun's thrust forward.

However, before he could turn back, Yuan Suiyun had already swept up to his back, and the tip of the sword was still against his back, stabbing straight down, as if Yan Long hadn't avoided the sword just now.

Yan Long's body made a big rotation in the air, which could make his body avoid Yuan Suiyun's sword.

I saw the sword's edge piercing the ground directly from his chest, and the cold air made the skin on his face shudder.

Yuan Suiyun's second sword fell to nothing, and the sword's edge immediately moved horizontally, and drew his third sword towards Yan Long's chest.

The three swords are continuous, as fast as a rainbow, and one sword is faster than the other!

Yan Long's figure was like lightning, and he bounced off the ground at once. The sword edge slashed across his chest, the blood burst out, and the sword energy penetrated into the chest cavity, piercing the bone.

Yan Long's throat sweetened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Anger flashed in his eyes. This was the biggest crisis and the biggest humiliation he had suffered since his debut, because from the beginning to the end, he didn't take the slightest chance.

The speed of Yuan Suiyun's blood sword can be said to have completely suppressed the speed he is proud of!

He had just gained his footing when Yuan Suiyun's fourth sword arrived!

He had no chance to breathe at all.

Yan Long retracted the Panlong Spear, exhaled in a deep voice, stretched the five fingers of his left hand into claws, and sucked in the spiral true energy. The transparent needle in Yu Zhenqing's body was like an invisible lightning bolt, drawing an arc and shooting out. To Yuan Suiyun's temple!

At the same time, Yuan Suiyun's sword had pierced his chest and was about to penetrate his heart!
Yan Long grasped the edge of the red sword with his right hand, and the Ziyang Heavenly Demon in his palm was filled with true energy, resisting Yuan Suiyun's sword force!
Jianfeng couldn't advance another half point!

The transparent needle hits without a trace of wind!
Yuan Suiyun noticed it immediately.

He drew his sword immediately!
And Yan Long couldn't hold his sword edge!

The sword edge cut out from his palm, and blood dripped from the edge of the palm.

The tip of Yuan Suiyun's red lotus soft sword bounced up like a snake's head, biting at the transparent needle.

With a sound of "ding", the transparent needle was bounced away by the soft sword.

Yan Long sucked with his left hand, and the transparent needle returned to his palm, buzzing in his true energy, ready to go.

Yuan Suiyun stopped.

Yan Long knelt on one knee, with his right hand resting on the ground, and a large amount of blood gushed out from his chest. The blood dripped on the ground, splashing small bloody flowers.

"After putting on that suit of armor, his sword became too fast. My Beaulieu Spear can't keep up with his rhythm, and it's completely useless!" Yan Long was thinking in his heart.

"There is only one martial arts card left, and it cannot be used up until the critical moment!"

"The only thing I can use now is the transparent needle!"

"I should figure out how to get out!"

Yan Long's eyes were bloodshot, his face turned pale due to serious internal injuries, but his expression remained calm and indifferent as before, as if the wound on his body was just an accidental cut while cutting vegetables .

Yuan Suiyun stared at the transparent needle in Yan Long's left hand that kept humming, and said with a smile: "Vice Hall Master Yan, if you bow down to me like this, should you make you flatten yourself? Or should you kowtow a few more times?" Woolen cloth?"

Yan Long also laughed, and when he smiled, a large stream of blood gushed out of his mouth.

He smiled and said, "Hero Yuan, don't you get tired of wearing a mask every day? Even if you kill me, it has nothing to do with you. People will only say that the ghost assassin defeated me, not you, Yuan Suiyun, you Don't you think it's worthless?" He smiled while adjusting his breath in order to bring the disordered Qi in his body into a normal track.

Yuan Suiyun was silent.The matter that he always cared about was hit by Yan Long as soon as he said it, which made him care even more.

So he drew out his sword in an angry manner, the sword was so powerful that it seemed to tear Yan Long into pieces!

He was fierce and domineering with a sword at this time, but he lost his original calmness and that invisible viciousness.

Yan Long has never been afraid of violent attacks, what he fears the most is Yuan Suiyun's stealthy fast sword!

Now it seems that Yuan Suiyun gave up this advantage by himself!
Seeing this, Yan Long roared immediately, folded his palms, then turned them over, and pushed them out in parallel.This is a trick he realized from the "Pushing Sword Technique" in Tianmo Saber Technique.

This trick is called "gripping fists", which means that one has a strong fighting spirit and wants to fight the enemy to the end.

I saw Ziyang Heavenly Demon's true qi gushing out, the room was soaring, and the whole hall was on the verge of collapsing.

However, Yan Long's men turned against the palm and swept out of the window!

He is running away!
This is his real purpose!
Run when you can't beat, he never hesitates!
(End of this chapter)