Limitless Sword God

In the face of Su Yun's fierce killing intentions, Aoi Yang was not panicked. His dahling effect was still there, and he could still observe Su Yun's movements. He could also gain initiative by spying on Su Yun's thoughts. He knew that this man did not even have Ling Xuan immortal cultivation. He was able to show such horrible power, and he was all at the mercy of his extremely horrible magic.

Su Yunyang can't help it. The rest of us are naturally extremely difficult to kill, and there is also a Langyi next to them. These are not world-class experts and are extremely difficult to deal with.

The elite Linglong Palace, which besieged Su Yun, had not sustained half a pillar of incense, and was slaughtered by experts gathered by the Circular Demon and others. More than a dozen of them were still painstakingly supported by Fabao, but they could not last long. The people on Su Yun's side were already ready for support. Once the 'broken army fairy cannon' was launched, there were enough people to rush to the palace. The disciples on Linglong Palace were directly blocked by the broken army fairy shells, and the rest of the troops rushed to stall them, so that no one could support Sunny in such a short time.

sōu sōu sōu sōu...

A row of swords slaughtered Aoi Yang.

However, Aoi Yang avoided lightly, and the spiral backfired, which seemed to have some dry palms directly and accurately patted on Su Yun's chest.

Su Yun backed away continuously, his face was full of heavy colors.

Aoi Yang can know his offense, but also know his retreat, how to flash, how to defend, how to resist, he knows clearly. Under the influence of Da Ling Xuan, he will never be able to hit Aoi Yang, and every attack of Aoi Yang can easily hit him.

This can no longer be called a battle, but a unilateral massacre.

“Oh, fear? You know how great Da Ling Lung is? You are like a lamb to be slaughtered in front of me with no room to fight back!! ”

Aoi Yang grinned and his eyes filled with pride.

He has the capital to be proud of, and that's the big luxury.

Not only that, but he also believes that he will not lose this battle. Although the palace may be destroyed, he will certainly be the final winner for one reason or another.... The vast majority of the disciples of the Great Ling Palace have mastered the art of Great Ling.

In other words, Su Yun is not the only one facing this desperate dilemma!

Not really.

The people who dragged the disciples of the Grand Linglong Palace over there had become fatigued. They found that no matter how they attacked or defended themselves, the other party seemed to know beforehand that the offense was useless and the weaknesses of the defense were perceived...

A corpse fell from the air, stained the snowy clouds beneath, on the roof of the palace, on the ground, all dead corpses, spirits dancing in the sky, moaning and being wiped out by countless spells.

In terms of numbers, Su Yun had no advantage on his side, and in terms of law, he was even more defeated, so he was just a pioneer.

This alone will not win.

“My lord, we must find a way. Our people can't hold back. The Da Ling Palace people will soon break through our defensive line and come here to support us. If we can't cut off Aoi Yang, we must retreat!! ”

Qin Qinglong shouted loudly.

The situation reached such a point that no one dared to take it lightly.

“I got it. ”

Su Yun said faintly, but there was no slight panic.

Suddenly, he stopped.

Without paying attention to the battles of all around us, or guarding against the attack by Aoi Yang, he stood in place and watched Aoi Yang quietly.

We don't have much time. If we don't solve Aoi Yang and Lang's problems, Su Yun will fail!

Seeing the other party's movements, Aoi Yang felt bad. He glanced at Su Yun's mood, but found that this guy had nothing in mind at this moment. It was completely blank.

“Hmm? Do you want to keep a blank mind to fight me?” Aoi Yang snorted softly and said softly: “I honestly told you that this is impossible. Though ideas can be generated once and for all, thoughts generated once and for all are cluttered and cannot be used in action. If you do this, you will only fight indiscriminately, and I will cut you off more easily! ”

“One-thought generation?? I don't understand what it's like, so I'm not going to do it, and besides, I don't have to worry about your spying on me at all, because I'm not going to waste any more time now. ”

Su Yunliang said.

“Oh?”

Aoi Yang snorted and couldn't help but nod his head and laughed: "Okay! All right! I'll see what else you can do. ”

The current situation is very beneficial to the Great Linglong Palace. Just drag Su Yun, drag these people, and wait for the elders to lead the disciples to support him, he will win!

At that time, Su Yun moved. His body floated with a lot of pitch-black magic. A strange power of soul burst out of all the veins in his body.

This power was incredible, as if it were a cyclone, and then quickly gathered around Su Yun, covering his surroundings.

His breath grew wildly in multiples between moments, the power of the Spirit Immortal was almost breaking under his breath, and the speed of this surge was increasing, and he rushed directly into the realm of the Spirit Immortal...

Spirit God?

Aoi Yang's almost astonished face was white. Not only he, but the Lang Zheng First Class Ling Palace people beside him were also stunned. One by one, he stared at Su Yun with horror.

“This aura... this aura... this aura of demons?? Are you a demon? ”

“Demon Man!! The Demon Man is actually here?? ”

The shouts of panic kept ringing.

Qin Qinglong also stared wide-eyed. Although he already knew that Su Yun and Yuan Demon and others had demonic identities, this power he showed at this moment was really too frightening, which reminded him of the scene he had had had with Su Yun. That absolutely overwhelming power had long left an indelible shadow in his heart.

“Demon Holy... Demon Soul's strength? ”

Aoi Yang saw Su Yun's mood and muttered. By spying on Su Yun's thoughts through Da Linglong, he learned the horror of this move and forcibly elevated a spiritual practitioner to the peak level, the peak level of the spiritual god!

What kind of power is this? Why would he be such a fairy?

When Aoi Yangdong learned all the information about this move, his temper instantly collapsed and his eyes were stared to the limit!

This power... directly exceeds his understanding! And beyond what he can handle!

It's absolute strength!

Absolute crushing power! There's nothing we can do!

“This is not a spell you can master! It transcends fairy art! Who the hell are you? Why do you have such a means? Why?"

Aoi Yang shouted exhaustively.

However, Su Yun did not intend to answer his words.

The power of the Devil's Holy Spirit, this is his last killer, which he would not have intended to use here, because once used, all the immortals of the Grand Ling Palace here would have been wiped out, otherwise the aftermath would have been endless.

But that's it, and I can't care less.

Demon Soul power successfully covered, Su Yun's body covered by a circle of black light.

He took a deep breath and stepped towards Aoi Yang.

Aoi Yang rushed to use Da Linglong technique. Su Yun's thoughts were immediately clear to him. However... when he perceived Su Yun's thoughts, the whole person was like petrified...

Su Yun's idea was simple...

“Suction... undifferentiated suction? Force us to pull over with immortality?? ”

His voice shivered a little.

This is something that even the peak of the Spirit Immortal cannot do, because this is what he is, and yet... the peak of the Spirit Immortal God has all this means.

This move, even if he knew, didn't work because he couldn't hide from it.

As Su Yun raised his palm and pointed at Aoi Yang, the breath in his palm began to reflux. A strong and unnamed suction was generated between his palms.

“Back off. ”

The demon rushed to Xingbai, Xiangyang and others to drink.

Without hesitation, the people immediately withdrew from the palace.

As the entire palace began to tremble, cracks appeared in the cylindrical walls. The decoration of the hall flew toward Su Yun's palms. Even the remaining Linglong palace experts over there could not stand steadily. Their bodies continued to tremble. They also seemed to fly with these things toward Su Yun's palms.

And at this moment, there's nothing worse than Aoi Yang.

Su Yun's suction was aimed at him, and his suction was the greatest.

He was in a hurry to retreat, but even if he wanted to take a step backwards at this moment, it would be difficult to climb into the sky and hold his body steadily in its current position.

“It's over. ”

Su Yun lifted his other hand and squeezed two fingers at random. Immediately behind him, two cold rays emerged from the sword box. As lightning struck the sunflower and yang.

“Seven Color Divine Divine Divine Spirit! ”

Aoi Yang shouted.

A seven-color hood covered his body, and the lightning struck the hood, emitting a 'bell’ crisp sound, without causing any damage to it.

“Who says it's over? ”

Aoi Yang hysterically growled: "Seventy-seven Heavy God Shield Armor!! ”

With the sound falling, all the immortality in his body was activated, and 77 thick golden shields were formed around him. The shields not only blocked those two great swords, but also slightly blocked suction.

“I won't lose yet!! ”

Aoi Yang stared at Su Yun and roared.

He fell, but Su Yun walked toward him.

“No, you've already lost. ”

As Su Yun walked towards him, he said, as he approached him, his suction became stronger and stronger, and his shield became stronger.

However, just moments after Su Yun approached Aoi Yang, all the defenses surrounding him... collapsed instantly....

Divine Power!

“The divine power of the gods! ”

Aoiyang lost his voice and shouted.

Shh!

With all the suction, his body finally got out of control and flew straight into Su Yun's palm...