Yiran's tone was full of provocation. If it were anyone else, he would have been beaten to death by Ji Mingyue a hundred times, but the fact that he was still standing there seemed to have explained something.
Ji Mingyue's eyes flickered but her murderous intent was not diminished at all. He was sure that Yiran was unable to use his true energy, but he was also sure that Yiran definitely had other trump cards.
That's why Yiran is so confident, so if he wants to win Yiran, he needs to test out more of Yiran's trump cards!
Ji Mingyue looked at Yiran, whose body had turned red under the heavy pressure, and said contemptuously: "I want to see how many punches you can take, but before that, you should play with the four of them first. Let's go!" The four king-level elders stepped forward again. They didn't care about the consumption of internal energy at all, and the surging energy was swayed wantonly, constantly bombarding Yiran.
As the elders of the imperial dynasty, they know many inside stories that ordinary people don't know. For example: the martial arts practitioners who practice body training are indeed very strong, but without the support of internal energy, every punch and every block they make consumes real energy. strength, and this kind of strength cannot be quickly restored by external substances such as pills and potions.
In this case, they even need to fight in close quarters, but this kind of consumption is already very meaningful.
"Jie, Jie, Jie! Aren't the people who are subject to calamity always favored by the Tao? How can they be reduced to the point where they can't use their true energy?"
"It seems that in this life, our Holy Law Empire is destined to change this world and dominate the world!" The old man holding the sword continued to blast out sword swords one after another, laughing with great joy.
"Hey, we will all become the heroes of the Holy Law Empire, and our achievements will last forever!" The elder with the gun was also taking action heartily, and the spears were falling towards Yiran one after another.
They don't even care whether their offensive can hit Yiran. As long as Yiran makes a move and resists, it will be a waste of energy!
Yi Ran looked at the four elders of the Imperial Dynasty and frowned. He was not afraid of any offensive but did not want to be consumed like this, so he needed to use other means besides Xiao Bai.
So Yiran took off the token from his waist and threw it directly at the old man holding the sword who was laughing the most crazily.
"Whoosh!" The sound of breaking wind sounded, and countless swords exploded directly. The old man holding the sword suddenly broke out in cold sweat. The token had no luster and could be said to be inconspicuous, but it gave him an irresistible illusion.
"Impossible, nothing can pose a threat to the king without urging it!" Looking at the token that was coming in the blink of an eye, the old man holding the sword roared, and the long sword in his hand gathered all his inner energy. The force suddenly fell down.
"Bang!" In the roar, the long sword that had reached the spiritual level exploded into pieces. The old man holding the sword didn't even have time to show his astonishment before his head was smashed by the token.
"Bang!" There was a soft sound, and the headless body fell straight to the ground, shaking up some dust.
"Old ghost!"
"Old ghost!"
"Impossible!" the two imperial elders shouted heartbreakingly, but the old man holding the sword could no longer hear their voices.
The last elder of the Imperial Dynasty immediately became more cautious after the death of the sword-wielding old man and looked at Yiran.
Only Ji Mingyue in the room had a cold smile on her face after seeing this: "Okay, okay, it's another very powerful trump card. I'm looking forward to your other methods!" Yiran looked at it. Looking at Ji Mingyue, who was completely indifferent to her elders, murderous intent burst out in her eyes.
Yiran raised his right hand, and the bloody token circled back into his hand. He waved his right arm to sprinkle the blood on the token, and made a gesture to throw the token again.
The three elders of the Imperial Dynasty felt a chill on their necks and immediately withdrew all their inner strength to protect themselves. The sound of breaking wind sounded, and the three elders were suddenly covered in cold sweat. They didn't know who would be next.
"The lucky one". Only this time there was no howl, nor the roar of broken weapons. It turned out to be Ji Mingyue who took action.
Daxumi punched the token with one punch, causing the token to buzz and fall to Yiran's feet.
"Don't use the methods you have used to embarrass yourself. In front of me, do you still want to kill a second person with this broken token?" Ji Mingyue was upright and did not feel guilty at all for the death of the old man holding the sword. , now he is feeling proud just for saving one person.
"With a Supreme Elder like you as an example, it's no wonder there are so many voices resisting the imperial dynasty in the world." Yiran bent down to pick up the token and hung it back on his waist, and then a handleless long sword appeared. in Yiran's hands: "Next, I'm going to kill you all with one sword!" Ji Mingyue looked at Yiran, whose palms were already bleeding before the killing, and said sarcastically: "Just with what you have in your hand." This severing sword?" Yiran said nothing, and glanced coldly at the four people present: "The spirit fish crosses the abyss!"
There was an explosion, and a deep pit was trampled on the ground. Yiran rushed into the air at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
Ji Mingyue had actually noticed the sharpness of the broken sword when she saw Yiran's palm bleeding, but he had to see how sharp the broken sword was before he was willing to take action.
He waited and waited to see how Yiran could kill four kings including himself with one sword.
Silver light flashed, and the elder holding the gun didn't even make any sound. The gun and the man were cut into two pieces at the same time.
Ji Mingyue was immediately shocked. As an elder on the stage, he was indeed much stronger than the elder with a spear, but there was not much difference in their physical bodies. They were still at the peak of the sixth level.
So it was not difficult for him to imagine that if this sword struck him, it would not be too difficult to cut him into pieces! His pupils shrank, looking at Yiran who was crushing the broken corpse to use the strength to jump forward, hesitating whether to take action.
But in the end, he chose to wait until the moment when Yiran, who was unable to control the air, could not use any force and fell to the ground.
However, the next moment, Ji Mingyue was stunned and even had to take action with anger. Because Yiran did not strike out with the second sword, but stepped on the king, crushed him to pieces, and rushed towards him with the help of his strength.
Yiran's second sword actually intended to kill Ji Mingyue directly! Ji Mingyue was furious, and her fist energy came out from her whole body. The majestic and majestic fists hit Yiran, who looked extremely small under the fists.
"Xumi shakes the world!" Ji Mingyue roared, and her endless anger was vented under this punch: "Die!" Yiran, who shot at Ji Mingyue without any hesitation, pressed the broken sword against He stabbed towards Ji Mingyue without hesitation.
"Clang, Clang, Clang!" The roars continued one after another, and the fists landed on the broken sword one after another. The broken sword trembled incessantly, Yiran's right hand was bleeding profusely, and his whole body was torn apart, but in the end Yiran still handed the sword to Ji Mingyue.
Ji Mingyue subconsciously punched out, trying to knock the exhausted Yiran to the ground together with her long sword. But Yiran, who was clearly exhausted, seemed to have come back to his senses. His body suddenly paused, and then he thrust the broken sword forward, stabbing Ji Mingyue's fist before it fell.
Ji Mingyue was a little confused. Yiran tried his best to make him feel that Yiran was unable to control the air, and then went through all the hardships before coming to him with bruises all over his body. Finally, he showed his ability to control the air and delivered Zangzhuo's last sword.
But such a sword did not stab his head, neck or chest, but instead stabbed his fist?
Confused and in pain, Ji Mingyue still punched Yiran with her fist. Yiran also landed on the ground, making a hole in the ground and sending dust all over the sky.
Ji Mingyue looked at Yiran who was lying on the ground, and mocked with great sarcasm: "You have tried so hard to make this one sword thrust? You must have disappointed me so much!" Yiran stood up with difficulty. , but he directly put the broken sword back into the space ring, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and spread his left hand.
I saw a dark green space ring lying flat in the palm of Yiran's left hand, with an antique and precious light inside.
In front of a strong man like Ji Mingyue, a space ring with unknown contents is of course nothing to show off, but when this space ring belongs to Ji Mingyue, the meaning is different.
Ji Mingyue watched with a livid face as she saw a section of her finger being severed. The space ring had long since disappeared along with the severed finger.
"I want you to die without a body!" Ji Mingyue screamed and rushed towards Yiran desperately. With his anger completely burning, he only wanted to smash Yiran to pieces.
But when the fist fell to the ground, Ji Mingyue was suddenly stunned, because Yi Ran had already disappeared from the spot.
What followed was only a faintly sarcastic voice: "The fourteenth time!" But compared to the previous time, he was forced to teleport because his spiritual consciousness was limited and he could not feel the existence of the formation. This time, Yi However, I have long noticed that there is a corner of the formation here to have such a layout.
Yi Ran knew very well that he could not be Ji Mingyue's opponent now, but he wanted to test his fighting power, and even wanted to try to take away the Enlightenment Stone.
So there was this fight that went on step by step just to cut off one finger.
"Ah ah ah ah, Yi Ran, I will definitely kill your nine tribes and wipe out your whole family!" The heart-rending roar was so loud that even Duandaoya trembled slightly under the roar.
It's just that now Yiran, even he himself doesn't know where he has been transported again. …
"Fourteen times, fourteen times, how many more times do you want to be teleported?" Xiaobai's cheerful voice seemed a little out of touch.
Yiran's face was a little stiff. He put away his Tianxin body and his body was no longer so strong. Although there were still some injuries, he was recovering quickly.
But he was a little helpless and didn't want to be teleported out so unknowingly: "I don't want to, but what can I do!" Yiran was obviously a little excited: "But fortunately, this teleportation at least worked. Not a small effect." Xiaobai curled his lips and said disdainfully: "To deal with such a guy now, I don't need to open my mouth twice, just one mouthful!"
"..." One person and one dragon just talked about it, groping towards the unknown front. But then, there was another suction force from the formation that pulled Yiran and Xiaobai away and sent them far away.
"Hahahahaha, I'm laughing so hard, fifteen times, fifteen times!"
"..."
