1110: C1110 In order to survive

C1110 In order to survive

Under the flap of Kong Yin's wings, a gust of wind blew past, mixed with dense sand, causing people to be unable to open their eyes.

Under this overwhelming aura, it was impossible for you to dodge. You could only grit your teeth and endure.

This sand wasn't real sand, but tiny black spiritual energy particles. Every single strand of it was spinning madly, as if it was going to strangle you to death.

Chu Yun's expression was stern. After being sucked into it, he felt as if countless small hands were pulling at his body.

Even with the protection of the battle armor, the pulling force was still unavoidable.

"Teacher, I'll save you!"

Seeing Chu Yun being surrounded, Fan Qing shouted out, took out his martial spirit, and rushed towards Chu Yun with all his might.

His eyes stared straight at Kong Yin, and instinctively released his most powerful killing move.

All the spiritual energy gathered in that instant, transforming into an unparalleled killing move, falling towards the ground with a loud bang.

"Back off!"

Chu Yun's pupils shrank. He did not expect Fan Qing to suddenly help him at this time.

However, how could he even be willing to interfere in a battle with a Reincarnation Realm Ranker?

"Hmph, ant!"

As expected, after Kong Yin saw Fan Qing take action, the corners of his mouth curled up in disdain.

Qin Wentian flapped his wings, as his silhouette moved a hundred meters away, appearing right behind Fan Qing.

Seeing that, Chu Yun was furious. He had already predicted what would happen next, but he was trapped in the sandstorm and was powerless to do anything.

"Crunch."

Kong Yin stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed Fan Qing's head from behind, lifting him high up in the air.

"You think you can hurt me with such a small amount of effort? What a joke."

After Kong Yin finished speaking, his expression was cold, his palms released power, and with a kacha sound, he crushed Fan Qing's head.

Before Fan Qing died, his eyes did not show any fear or despair, but instead shot a helpless look at Chu Yun.

"Teacher, I can't help you!"

"Fan Qing!"

Fan Qing's death drew the attention of many of the surrounding Grand College warriors. Their eyes were filled with tears, and they wanted to kill without a care for their own safety.

"Everyone retreat!"

Chu Yun roared, he raised his hand and sliced apart the sand.

Although the sandstorm had pulled on his battle armor until it was slightly deformed, Chu Yun did not care about it at all.

He wanted to defend his student!

"Give me your sabre!" "Sword, come!"

Chu Yun held onto the blade and sword with both of his hands, a look of determination flashed past his eyes, and he made his move!

"Blade Transformation Mountain and River!"

"Ten Thousand Swords in Attack!"

In the Great Development Sword Technique, two killer moves were released at the same time.

This consumed a lot of spiritual energy in his body.

However, Chu Yun did not care about all this. He knew that he had to restrict Kong Yin's movements, even if he couldn't kill him, he had to stall him.

The three Secret Pattern Array s that he had previously thrown in had no effect at all.

Tens of thousands of ghosts rose up, and directly used their bodies as an attack to scatter his Secret Pattern Array.

In this kind of situation, Chu Yun naturally could not continue to throw himself into the Secret Pattern Array.

The saber Qi transformed into ten li of mountains and rivers, converging in this world. The endless amount of saber Qi transformed into various scenery, how could it be spectacular?

On the other side, the densely packed magic swords in the air were all thrusting towards Kong Yin.

The ten thousand swords came out, and all of them went straight to the heart.

Kong Yin turned his head, his expression always full of conceit, and laughed loudly: "Flowery, flowery, not worth mentioning!"

Before he finished speaking, he spread his wings and charged straight at the saber Qi and the magic sword.

While he was rushing forward, an illusory figure appeared behind him. If one looked closely, they would see that it was a terrifying eagle.

The giant eagle opened its mouth and screeched loudly. With a loud and clear sound, it ruthlessly crashed into the mountain and river formed by the saber.

In the next moment, his two wings shook, and tens of thousands of feathers flew out. They displayed a terrifying aura as they collided with the countless magic swords.

The sky seemed to explode and was extremely fierce.

Chu Yun glanced sideways and realized that the Pure Buddha Lotus had already become incomparably dim under An You's attack.

As for the Vajra Arhat, it could no longer hold on, the Demon Subduing Pestle in its hand had completely disappeared.

"I have to help them."

After thinking about it for a while, Chu Yun suddenly flung out his water moon sword and his heavenly blade, and pierced fiercely towards An You's back.

After doing all of this, he clenched his fists tightly, and a dragon-like wave of air exploded from his body as he ruthlessly smashed towards Kong Yin.

"Boom!"

Kong Yin was caught off guard and flew far away with a single punch.

"Lovers!"

Chu Yun performed the Yuan Yang Stamp, and the terrifying force that accompanied the stomps continued to descend.

Dozens of steps were all placed on Kong Yin's chest. Crackling sounds of bones breaking could be heard.

Kong Yin's aura was terrifying, his vitality was extremely strong, especially that heart, which was beating even faster.

Even though he was being attacked so viciously, Kong Yin still did not feel any pain. Instead, he struggled to stand up and continued to attack Chu Yun.

Every single time Chu Yun punched out, it was as if a mountain was pressing down on him.

The fist landed on Kong Yin's body, breaking his skin and lacerating his flesh. His bones cracked with a "kacha" sound.

His body seemed to have become distorted and twisted, curving at an exaggerated and bizarre angle.

Chu Yun reached out and pressed down on Kong Yin's neck, using all his strength to smash him onto the ground.

"Boom!"

Great waves rolled and dust flew.

A deep crater appeared on the ground as Kong Yin fell inside while panting heavily.

This series of attacks consumed quite a bit of his physical strength.

Chu Yun's eyes were fixed on Kong Yin, and he gasped for breath heavily.

"Heh heh."

A strange laughter came from Kong Yin's mouth, following that, he stood up from the deep pit and bent his twisted arms and legs back to their original state. A stern look flashed past his eyes, and he spoke word by word: "I have to admit, you do have some ability, to actually be able to beat me to such a state by relying on your Manifestation stage and physique. Unfortunately, when I came here, I had received a drop of Demon Blood from the Demon Lord, so unless you kill me in a short amount of time, I would quickly recover to my original state."

The Demon Blood bestowed by the Demon Sovereign?

After Chu Yun heard this, his pupils suddenly contracted.

So tricky.

"Right now, I'll let you have a taste of my true strength."

Kong Yin gave a long hiss as he spread his wings and flew towards Chu Yun.

"Boom —"

"Boom —"

"Boom —"

At the foot of the Heavenly Spring Mountain, countless gigantic demonic phenomena were walking towards them.

Each and every one of them was at least a hundred meters tall. When they were side by side, they were like a bronze wall that covered the sky and covered the earth, bringing one with despair.

The eyes of the numerous cultivators narrowed and they clenched their fists tightly.

Each of them suffered injuries during the battle, so they were forced to hide at the foot of the mountain to recuperate. Who would've thought that there would be an army of demonic elephants lying in ambush here?

At a glance, there were at least a thousand.

Over a thousand hundred meter tall demonic elephants were approaching you. That terrifying feeling rose from the bottom of their hearts, unable to be extricated.

"Hiss."

Some cultivators gasped and shakily raised the magic sword in their hands. "Damn it, my injuries haven't completely healed."

"It can't be helped, we're all the same."

"Let's fight. There's no other way out."

The faces of these cultivators were pale as they looked in every direction.

They were all demonic phenomena!

He was gradually approaching!

With every step he took, it was the deepest shock, as though he was ruthlessly stomping on the heart of others.

Some cultivators looked up into the sky, wondering if they could escape through the skies.

However, in the sky, several hundred spiraling ghost shadows were emitting strange sounds. "Wuu, wuu, wuu, wuu, wuu, wuu, wuu, wuu …"

[Inescapable Net]!

There was nowhere to run!

A cultivator was the first to stand up.

He had lost half of his shoulder. Now, he didn't even have a bandage on, so he could only apply the herb first to prevent the bleeding.

He lifted up a giant hammer with his remaining arm, and a fierce light flashed through his eyes.

"It's already this far, killing one is enough. Killing two is still profitable!"

"Not bad, it's worth it for a person to live like this!"

"Hahahaha, we don't have any hope of escaping anyway. Kill them all."

These cultivators were all very fierce, and their faces had expressions that said they were willing to face death unwaveringly.

No one would be afraid!

A man dies in the sky!

In the previous great battle, regardless of whether it was human cultivators or demon ghost race, they had all suffered great losses.

At least a few hundred thousand people had died on the battlefield.

These ten thousand plus people were all severely injured. They couldn't hold on any longer and wanted to hide in order to heal their injuries.

He would wait until his injuries were healed before he went to fight.

"Hehe, human ants, watch us stomp your heads to pieces!"

One of the demonic elephants grinned and raised its nose high in the air. It was as arrogant as it could be.

"Chi!"

A red figure rushed over, grabbed his long nose, and heavily punched his bald head.

The demonic elephant let out a blood-curdling screech as its head ruthlessly caved in. However, because its nose had been grabbed, it rebounded back.

"Boom!"

The red figure sneered, then threw another punch at the red figure.

The two consecutive punches smashed into the same spot of the demonic elephant. Even with the fearsome physique of the demonic clan, they weren't able to withstand this sort of attack.

"Bam!"

Like a watermelon exploding, the head of the demonic elephant suddenly cracked.

"Are you still alive? Come out with me!"

The red figure arrogantly stepped on the corpse of the demonic elephant. The muscles on its body were as hard as rock, and its eyes coldly swept across the many cultivators.1

"This is, Helian City?"

"Young Lord!"

"The Young Lord is here to save us!"

As though they had been injected with chicken blood, the eyes of these cultivators glowed in excitement.

If there was a chance of survival, perhaps no one would be willing to die.

"Kill!"

Helian City turned and stared coldly at the other demonic elephant. His hair was a fiery red, like the blazing sun.

"Bam!"

His punch was like a heavy hammer smashing down, distorting the void around it.

Several demonic elephants were sent flying a hundred meters away with a single punch, crashing into the cliff.

Seeing that, all the cultivators' eyes turned red, they took out their martial spirits, wanting to follow the footsteps of Helian City and rush out.

"Where do you think you're going?!"

The many demonic elephants roared in anger and stomped on the ground.

For a time, the foot of the mountain was dyed red with fresh blood.

Dozens of cultivators were trampled to death by a demonic elephant.

There were also many cultivators who killed a demonic elephant together.

Every cultivator's face was pale and hideous.

For victory.

For dignity.

In order to survive!

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