Chapter seven hundred and eightieth: Nothing does not change color

Then, Luo Ruoshui's snake-like right arm returned to normal, and quickly snatched the purple flying sword from Tan Yun's hand, and grabbed it in his hand!

"Yin—"

The purple flying sword trembled in Luo Ruosai's hands and wanted to break free, a purple magic energy spewed out from Luo Ruosai's hands, like a purple bond, wrapped around the purple flying sword, and threw the purple flying sword into the void!

"boom!"

Luo Ruoshui spun in the air, and kicked Tan Yun's chin with a toe full of violent magic power!

"puff--"

Tan Yun's chin was bruised, exposing bones, and when his body was thrown backwards and was kicked away, Luo Ruoshui suddenly stretched out his left hand with a cruel smile on his face, grabbed Tan Yun's right foot, and pulled Tan Yun's volley away with his left hand. return!

"Whoosh!"

Then, Luo Ruoshui appeared above Tan Yun at a speed beyond Tan Yun's reach, with a pair of purple pupils shining with the magic intent to devour everything!

"Go to hell!"

When her indifferent voice sounded, her right foot kicked Tan Yun's head with all her might!

"boom!"

During the dull gouging, Tan Yun's seven orifices were bleeding, and while his body was rolling, he fell from the sea of ​​purple magic energy in the void like a blood-colored meteor...

"boom!"

The high platform trembled, and Tan Yun landed on his back, hitting the white high platform heavily!

At this moment, he was particularly miserable. The flesh and blood of the five fingers of his left hand fell off, and the flesh and blood of the entire right arm disappeared, leaving only complete bones!

Blood spurted out of the shocking five-finger blood hole on his chest, and blood also flowed out from his ears, nose, and eyes!

"Yun'er!" Tantai Xuanzhong stood up suddenly, his heart was anxious!

"Tan Yun!"

"elder brother!"

On the peak, Mu Mengyu, Zhongwu Shiyao, and Tuoba Yingying were so heartbroken that they couldn't breathe, and burst into tears instantly...

"Tan Yun!" Shen Subing on the Jade Tower looked at Tan Yun, and she let out a cry like a cuckoo weeping blood.

The major chiefs looked at Shen Subing with a sneer on their faces. The other disciples also looked at Shen Subing, each thinking.

Some people guessed that it couldn't be Shen Subing, the iceberg beauty, who fell in love with the disciple, right?

More people believed that Shen Subing was able to sit on the position of chief meritorious service of the holy sect thanks to Tan Yun, so she lost her composure when she saw the tragic appearance.

At this moment, Shen Subing didn't care what other people thought. Tears rolled down her eyes, and her eyes were blurred. She cried, "Tan Yun, we can't compete... woo woo... you run away!"

Mu Mengyu, Zhongwu Shiyao, and Tuoba Yingying echoed in tears:

"Tan Yun, listen to the chief and run away!"

"Brother... woo... run away! If you want to survive, there are too many things for you to do. Have you forgotten all of these..."

When Mu Mengyu and his daughters were crying, the chief executives in Yulou who wanted to kill Tan Yun couldn't help but smile. If it wasn't for Tantai Xuanzhong's presence, they would have burst into laughter! Especially Mr. Yuwenfeng!

On the other hand, Feng Qingcheng, Xie Juechen, Gongsun Yangchun, and Zhu Daosheng, who wanted to draw Tan Yun into their camp, were frowning and didn't know what to think...

On the top of the peak, hundreds of thousands of disciples of the five souls and the disciples who wanted Tan Yun to die looked very happy.

All the disciples really wanted to laugh, but they saw Tantai Xuanzhong's livid face on the jade tower, so they didn't dare to say anything!

Tan Yun, who was bleeding from seven orifices on the high platform and looked miserable, was still lying motionless on his back, breathing weakly as if his life was dying.

Although Tan Yun had four broken ribs and his appearance was horrible, how could he be so hypocritical? Being defeated so easily by Luo Ruoshui?

No! of course not!

The reason why Tan Yun was lying on the ground pretending to be seriously injured was because he was looking for an opportunity to use the Hongmeng Slaying Divine Sword Formation!

He clearly felt that Luo Ruoshui's spiritual consciousness was firmly locked on to him as the purple devilish energy billowed in the sky above the high platform!

If she takes action, she will definitely give herself a fatal blow!

The most important reason why Tan Yun pretended to be seriously injured was that from the fight with Luo Ruoshui just now, he knew that even if he used the Primordial God Step, his speed would not be as fast as it was!

"Woo--"

At this time, the devilish energy was like a purple wave, rolling and curling up to the sides, revealing Luo Ruoshui standing in the air like a devil!

When Luo Ruoshui's appearance came into everyone's sight, the disciples on the peak, including the five souls and one vein, felt terrified!

"Luo, Luo... Ruoshui, what kind of exercise did you practice? It's scary..."

"Yes, yes! The demonic energy is overwhelming and breathtaking. I dare not even look at her. She makes me feel too, too, too powerful..."

While most of the disciples were discussing tremblingly, Luo Ruoshui looked down at the three daughters Mu Mengyan, Zhongwu Shiyao, and Tuoba Yingying on the top of the peak, and she let out a piercing laugh:

"Why are you crying? He still has one breath, and when he dies completely, it's not too late for you to cry..."

Suddenly, a deep voice exploded, "Bitch, don't worry, even if I die, I will see you die first!"

Mu Mengyu, Tuoba Yingying, Zhong Wu Shiyao, and Shen Subing, who were crying into tears, trembled, and hurriedly wiped away their tears and stared at the high platform!

"Hongmeng Tushen Sword Formation!"

At this time, Tan Yun, who was lying on the ground, suddenly soared into the sky, and then, as the Qiankun ring flickered, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, time, space, death, light, and flying swords, the top-quality treasures with eleven attributes, flew from the universe. Flashing out of the ring!

When the eleven flying swords were like blooming flowers, shooting around in a circular shape, Wei Yan, the chief of the five souls on the jade tower, shouted: "Ruoshui, destroy his flying swords quickly, don't let him set up a sword array!"

"Once he arranges the sword array, the consequences will be disastrous!"

When Wei Yan reminded her, Luo Ruoshui, who had thought carefully, had already taken action in advance. With her demonic energy rolling, her beautiful shadow crossed the void of five thousand feet in a flash, and her right claw pinched a metal flying sword like lightning!

"Tan Yun, you are doomed today. This saint will never give you a chance to set up a sword array!"

As Luo Ruoshui said, with five fingers forceful, the flying sword suddenly exploded!

"Woo--"

"Papa papa—"

Immediately, Luo Ruoshui waved his right arm, and suddenly, eleven purple dragon-like magical energy rushed out of the purple magic energy in the sky, ten of which pierced through the void, destroying all ten flying swords suspended in the void!

And most of all, there was a wave of devilish energy, carrying a collapsing void, descending from the sky, blasting towards Tan Yun! The speed is astounding!

"Om—"

Vast pale golden spiritual power surged out of Tan Yun's body, and just when it condensed into a defensive light ball with a diameter of hundreds of feet on the surface of his body, the purple dragon-like devilish energy blasted the spiritual light ball violently, bombarding it fiercely. On Tan Yun's chest!

"Puff puff!"

Tan Yun sprayed three mouthfuls of blood, his body was sent flying hundreds of feet like a cannonball, and fell down the stage!

"Tan Yun!" Mu Mengyu and Zhong Wu Shiyao enveloped Tan Yun with their spiritual consciousness. When they realized that Tan Yun was not dead, the two girls wept with joy, because Tan Yun was about to fall off the high platform!

Yidan's falling off the high platform means admitting defeat. At that time, Luo Ruoshui will not be able to kill Tan Yun again!

In the hearts of the second daughter, Tuoba Yingying, and Shen Subing, it was the best choice for Tan Yun, who was seriously injured, to be blown off the high platform and automatically admit defeat when he was unable to use the sword array!

"Damn it!" Luo Ruoshui, who was like a demon in the sky, uttered an unwilling voice.

She thought that just one blow could explode Tan Yun's body and destroy his holy soul, but she never thought that Tan Yun's body was so strong that he did not die!

When she and everyone knew that Tan Yun was about to fall off the high platform and save his life, the scene that followed changed everyone's face!

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