Huang Yun hurriedly urged the flying sword to catch up, and hit the colorful long sword, and in just one moment, the natal flying sword was knocked away.

Seeing that the multicolored long sword was about to shoot through him, Huang Yun's teeth were bitten, and a puff of yellow smoke suddenly came out from behind him, and the smell was extremely strong.

This stench immediately permeated, making it impossible for Wang Lun to see where Huang Yun was, and the stench was too great, which also prevented Wang Lun from approaching.

Huang Yun thought that after doing this, Wang Lun would not be able to control the multicolored long sword to follow him closely.

But the fact that his back was still cold reminded him that the multicolored sword was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it continued to follow him closely!

"What the hell is going on, his multicolored long sword is not a magic weapon, and it is impossible to accurately control the long sword to keep up with me by relying on his divine sense!"

Huang Yun was taken aback, at the moment, if he paused slightly, or turned around to counterattack, the situation would be even more passive because he was already in a passive situation, so he could only find a way to get rid of the colorful long sword first.

At the very least, you have to keep a distance from the multicolored sword.

Huang Yun immediately relied on his own experience and began to act.

He began to change direction more sharply, after all, it was harder to think about the flying sword to turn than to fly in a straight line.

But Huang Yun didn't know that he was wrong to do this.

Constantly turning and changing direction within a diameter of two hundred meters, Huang Yun was equivalent to being encircled in a circle, and within this circle, the attacks of the multicolored long sword could cover all of them!

"Damn, damn it, I'm so fast, why can't I get rid of it?"

Huang Yun was even more shocked.

Wang Lun took this opportunity to dispel the unpleasant yellow stench.

As long as his side doesn't stop, then the third multicolored long sword formed by this third Five Elements Kill will continue to attack.

And he should be able to sustain the time of the multicolored sword attack for about a minute.

One minute is enough time to get a lot done.

The multicolored long sword pulled the distance closer and closer, so close that the sword qi released by the sword blade cut through the clothes on Huang Yun's back, and blood marks appeared on his skin, at this time Huang Yun still couldn't wake up, and still thought that in order to get rid of the long sword, he needed to constantly change direction rapidly.

Poof.

The colorful long sword followed closely, and the killing intent soared into the sky, and after killing and killing, a long wound thirty centimeters long and five centimeters deep was directly drawn on Huang Yun's back!

It was only at this time that Huang Yun, who had suffered a lot of injuries, realized that no matter how he dodged, he couldn't get rid of the colorful sword, and it was unrealistic to leave safely without being injured.

"Wang Lun, you don't want to succeed again!"

Huang Yun was furious, turned to face it, and began to cast his Weasel Clan's spell, the yellow flying sword blocking in front of him and constantly slashing at the multicolored long sword.

Despite this, he fell into a more passive situation, completely at a disadvantage, and he couldn't escape quickly, but this was his only way, and he was actually forced to this by Wang Lun, he was very annoyed.

Wang Lun dispelled the stench at this time, and when he saw that Huang Yun was not lightly injured, he had already made a judgment.

He looked further ahead, and the little weasel of the Weasel clan was running forward, and was about to widen the distance between him and more than two hundred meters.

Wang Lun wants to kill the old weasel, but the person he wants to kill is the old man of the Jiji, so naturally he will not let the old man of the Jiji Village leave easily after he has done evil in Yinshan Village.

Let the colorful long sword continue to attack Huang Yun, Wang Lun quickly rushed out to catch up, and ten seconds later, Wang Lun pulled the distance between him and the old man to about one hundred and fifty or sixty meters.

"Five Elements Sleepy!"

Wang Lun urged the first layer of the Five Elements True Law Defense, and the Five Elements were trapped, and he saw that within two hundred meters of him as the center, a multicolored circle appeared, and this circle was suspended about five meters above the ground, looking like a circular rainbow.

The Five Elements Trap contains a trapping and killing formation, as long as the Five Elements Trap is cast, this formation will be automatically formed, which can be used for defense while trapping the opponent within the scope of the formation.

And the little weasel, because the direction he chose was very different from the old man, was not within the scope of the Five Elements Trap, and Wang Lun didn't have the energy to trap and kill the other party again.

After casting the Five Elements Trap, Wang Lun didn't bother with the old man, turned around and killed Huang Yun.

He can only perform three Five Elements Kills, sending out three multicolored long swords, and at present, the attack power of the third multicolored long sword is about to disappear, and he must go over to fight Huang Yun himself before he has a chance to kill Huang Yun.

And the old man is only a strong man in the Red King Realm, and the Five Elements Trap can completely trap the old man for a while, and he can deal with Huang Yun without distraction for the time being.

The multicolored long sword was attacking violently, completely embodying the characteristics of the Five Elements Kill, and every sword qi was full of killing intent, and Huang Yun was forced to rush even if he was a powerhouse in the Orange King Realm at this moment.

When the attack power of the multicolored long sword was about to fail, the multicolored long sword was powerful again, and a sword stabbed Huang Yun's thigh, stabbing Huang Yun's right thigh into a bloody hole.

Huang Yun dragged his injured leg, his movement was restricted, and he found that although the colorful long sword was lost by his magic weapon flying sword, Wang Lun had already arrived at him, and he could only secretly complain.

Wang Lun didn't talk any nonsense, he came up and shot with all his might.

Unable to use the Five Elements to kill, Wang Lun used the power of the Five Elements to attack with a punch, although the power was much smaller, the power of this punch was still better than the full strength of an ordinary Red King Realm powerhouse.

Bang bang bang.

Wang Lun kept punching, and he was also scratched several times by Huang Yun's flying sword, but Huang Yun was much worse than him, and after being punched twice, it became more and more difficult to move.

With injuries to his back and thighs before, coupled with being in an absolutely passive situation, Huang Yun was beaten by him and retreated, which was naturally reasonable.

After all, at this moment, Huang Yun could no longer exert the strength of the Orange King Realm.

Airplanes.

Huang Yun felt that the end of the road was coming, and the shadow of death enveloped him, and he began to urge his divine consciousness with all his strength and cast a divine sense attack.

The spiritual power was like an invisible flying knife, stabbing towards Wang Lun's sea of knowledge.

Wang Lun had this kind of defense, but at close range, under the premise that Huang Yun's spiritual power was stronger than him, Wang Lun still felt that a needle was pierced in his head, and this needle was still stirring a few times in his head, and he suddenly had a strong discomfort that his mind was blank and swollen as if it was about to explode.

Huang Yun seemed to see a great opportunity to counter-kill with one blow, and immediately bullied him, holding the flying sword in his hand, and stabbed at Wang Lun's heart!

As long as Wang Lun's heart is stabbed, even if Wang Lun is a Purple King Realm powerhouse in the Seventh Realm, he will be finished!

Looking at the tip of the yellow flying sword, it was less than thirty centimeters away from Wang Lun's heart, and Wang Lun was still in a state of distraction after being attacked by his divine sense

In the state, Huang Yun knew that if Wang Lun wanted to come to his senses, he would have at least a second, and it would not take half a second for his flying sword to pierce Wang Lun's heart.

The die is cast!

The Weasel Clan's housekeeping skills, divine sense attacks, finally played a decisive role.

Anyone who is lower than his strength level, after being attacked by his divine sense, it will take at least a second to be able to wake up, Wang Lun is young, and he spends all his time cultivating mana, and the divine sense refining cannot be frequent, so the strength of the divine consciousness must not be strong.

The tip of the yellow flying sword had already reached Wang Lun's side, and the sword qi released by the tip of the sword pierced the clothes outside Wang Lun's heart without touching Wang Lun's body.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to be inserted into his heart, Huang Yun had already shown a sense of relief, thinking that after the fierce battle, he finally had the last laugh, but at this time, there was a sudden change!

Huang Yun suddenly found that Wang Lun, who was supposed to be in a state of distraction, became sober, and moved his body sideways at an extremely critical moment!

Swish.

The expected snort of the sword piercing into the flesh did not appear, and the flying sword just grazed Wang Lun's left rib side, and the sword that was originally destined to kill only left a small sword mark on Wang Lun's body that was no more than one centimeter deep!

Huang Yun was shocked, shouting in his heart that it was impossible.

As a race that cultivates spiritual power, the Weasel Clan has a strong talent and experience in the cultivation of divine consciousness, and according to Wang Lun's characteristics, he judged that Wang Lun's divine sense strength should be at most only the level of the peak of the Red King Realm, but he didn't expect that Wang Lun's divine sense was weaker than him, but there was no difference of a grade!

Seeing that his sword was ineffective, Huang Yun was frightened, and his soul was broken, and in the next moment, he didn't even think about it, and his body retreated directly.

After all, after he stabbed out a sword, his move was old, and this sword was empty, which made him stunned, and the empty door in front of him was exposed, and he realized that Wang Lun, who was equally strong in divine sense and mana, would definitely seize such an opportunity.

"It's late. ”

Wang Lun's bright eyes were cold with killing intent, and his right hand turned into a palm, and he slapped it out with one palm!

The power of the five elements frantically slammed into Huang Yun's left chest, causing Huang Yun to fly upside down.

He was indeed affected by Huang Yun's divine consciousness attack before, after all, the distance was too close, and Huang Yun's divine sense was stronger than him, his head was blank for a moment, and his consciousness was stagnant, but Huang Yun still misestimated the strength of his divine sense.

From the moment he got the Ten Thousand Souls Treasure Bottle, he embarked on the path of orthodox cultivation, which was different from other earth cultivators who needed to transition from a martial artist or a cultivator to a cultivator, and the orthodox path of cultivation made his divine sense refinement level also become very high.

And the reason why the strength of his divine consciousness is stronger than that of cultivators of the same level, the most important thing is that he has entered and exited the internal space of the Ten Thousand Spirits Treasure Bottle several times, and every time he enters, the sea of consciousness will be exercised and his divine sense will be strengthened.

Huang Yun never imagined this, so he concluded that he would continue to lose his mind when the flying sword stabbed, but he came to his senses at the critical moment, and in turn caught Huang Yun off guard, firmly grasping the initiative.

After sending Huang Yun out, Wang Lun took advantage of the momentum again, regardless of the multiple injuries on his body, and shot with all his might.

Huang Yun only had the Natal Flying Sword protecting the Lord in front of him, but after Wang Lun made a move, the Natal Flying Sword was knocked away, and Huang Yun was punched again, and after a few times, Huang Yun had fallen to the ground and couldn't even stand up.

Only the yellow Natal Flying Sword was still automatically suspended in front of Huang Yun, but unfortunately its power was already so small that even the Great Grandmaster could not threaten it.

Wang Lun raised his hand, forcibly ingested the flying sword, stuck it on the ground, let the flying sword tremble, and walked in front of Huang Yun.

Huang Yun was already panting, his face was covered with blood foam, and he was almost dying.

This fiasco, the result may be death, he can no longer care about the severe physical pain caused by the serious injury, only thinking about how to survive.