The sun is shining brightly.

To the southwest of Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, the sound of killing shook the sky.

Countless powerful men from the Twelve Temples turned against their master and raised their weapons towards the former Holy Lord Yunying.bΙＱμＧètν.còＭ

During the battle, Holy Lord Yunying was covered in blood, and wherever the sword struck, there were corpses everywhere.

"The clouds are singing, the blue waves are rolling in the wind and clouds!"

When the battle reached fever pitch, Holy Lord Yunying was filled with the power of light, and his powerful aura shocked everyone around him.

"careful!"

Holy Lord Jialuo felt this, his expression changed, and he hurriedly spoke to remind him.

Around them, the masters of the Twelve Temples heard the reminder from Lord Jialuo and hurriedly retreated.

However, it is still a little slower.

In the middle of the battle, Dan saw a bright light and became furious. Holy Lord Yunying swung out his sword, and a terrifying wave swept across, swallowing up everyone in front.

Screams followed.

Because of Holy Lord Jialuo's reminder, several great practitioners of the fifth realm were able to avoid the battle, but the remaining three and fourth realm warriors were not so lucky.

As the turbulent waves transformed from the power of light passed by, dozens of warriors from the fourth and third realms flew out in response, and blood spurted out all over the sky.

Directly in front of him, a great cultivator of the Five Realms was affected by the remaining force. His sternum cracked in his chest and penetrated into his organs, severely injuring his whole body.

With just one move, the ground in front of Holy Lord Yunying was already covered with blood and bones.

However, just as Holy Lord Yunying wanted to escape, a halberd came from behind, its sharp edge piercing the void, killing him mercilessly.

Holy Lord Yunying's face darkened, and he reluctantly raised his strength, turned around and swung his sword.

With a bang, the swords and halberds clashed again. The two weapons, which were not very good, could not withstand the powerful impact again and again, and cracks began to appear.

"Yunying, you can't escape!"

A short distance away, Holy Lord Jialuo looked at Holy Lord Yunying who was covered in blood and said coldly.

The moment the two people clashed, the palm power of the master of Yaoguang Palace came from behind, bright and powerful.

Holy Lord Yunying looked back, met him with a palm, and forcibly knocked back the Yaoguang Palace Master who suddenly attacked from behind.

"kill!"

After Yaoguang retreated, several great practitioners of the Five Realms from the temple rushed forward, making up for the gap in strength with numbers.

Holy Master Yunying turned his steps to avoid the attacks of three of them. At the same time, he swung his sword and cut off the weapons of the other two. Amidst the harsh sound of gold and stone clashing, blood gushed out like a waterfall.

At this point in the battle, the strong men of the Twelve Temples have felt a deep fear of the strength of Holy Lord Yunying in front of them. Even in the Five Realms, at this time, if they are not careful, their bones may be buried here forever.

"Yaoguang, don't confront her head-on."

During the battle, Holy Lord Jialuo entangled the woman in front of him and reminded him, "Her condition won't last long."

"clear."

The Lord of Yaoguang Palace responded and changed the tactics, letting you fight as the main player to delay as much time as possible.

Holy Master Yunying saw the purpose of the two men, and his offensive became more fierce, trying to force his way out before his body collapsed.

The battle was tragic, blood flowed like rivers, and the situation was 50-50. No one knew whether it was Holy Lord Yunying who failed to hold on first, or whether the powerful men of the Twelve Temples were killed.

Just when the battle situation reached a stalemate, fog rose outside the battle situation and spread rapidly.

The sudden fog was so sudden that no one present had time to react.

"not good."

After a brief shock, Holy Lord Jialuo quickly came to his senses and shouted urgently, "It's that mirage, so be careful."

Everyone around heard the warning from Lord Jia Luo and became wary.

In the middle of the battle, Holy Lord Jialuo, Lord Yaoguang Hall, and the other great cultivators of the Five Realms immediately stepped up their offensive to be on guard against Holy Lord Yunying taking this opportunity to escape.

"The clouds are singing, the long river is gradually falling and the stars are sinking!"

Surrounded by many people, Holy Lord Yunying was not afraid at all. With one sword, he lit up the sky, and the long river reflected the sky.

In an instant, in the mist that filled the sky, a sword cut through the battlefield, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling blood.

"Click!"

One could hear the cracks on the long sword in the hand of Holy Lord Yunying continuing to spread, and then, with a bang, the long sword was destroyed.

"Holy Lord, I'm so embarrassed."

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in the ears of Holy Lord Yunying, and then, a long sword came through the air.

On the hilt of the long sword, a talisman was entwined, and the spiritual energy was flowing, obviously it had been intensified.

"Um?"

Holy Lord Yunying saw the sword coming from the air in front of his chest and directly reached out to hold it.

The familiar weapon hums softly, seeming to express longing.

After acquiring the Yunxing Sword, Holy Master Yunying's aura changed obviously, becoming fierce and compelling.

Around them, Holy Lord Jialuo and others did not notice anything unusual at first, but when they saw the Yunxing Sword returning to the hands of Holy Lord Yunying, they realized something was wrong.

It's just that when masters compete with each other, a moment's misjudgment can be fatal.

"The clouds are singing, and the yin and yang are divided into dusk and dawn!"

With Yunzhi in hand, Holy Lord Yunying pushed his cultivation to the limit and poured it into Yunzhi's sword. In an instant, Yunzhi neighed and the sound of the sword resounded throughout the battle.

"ah!"

A moment later, Yun Zhi broke through the air and directly cut off the halberd in Lord Jialuo's hand, sending it flying away. The other five great practitioners in the surrounding area were also impacted by Yun Zhi's sword, vomiting blood and being seriously injured.

How could it be so easy for a strong man who was close to the realm of gods to attack with all his strength, and in such an unexpected situation, to resist.

However, after Holy Lord Yunying struck out with all his strength, he obviously suffered severe backlash, spitting out a mouthful of blood, adding to his injuries.

"Xuan Tian, ​​Feng Lei!"

At the critical moment, thunder surged in the sky above the battle, and then landed with a crash.

The screams then sounded again.

The thunder broke through the fog, and under the influence of water vapor, it spread rapidly, instantly damaging the temple army.

Of course, such a large-scale thunder is not fatal to the five realms of great practitioners, and Li Ziye's goal has never been these five realms of great practitioners.

Soldiers versus soldiers, generals versus generals, the five realms must be resolved by Holy Lord Yunying.

His targets are just the miscellaneous fish around him.

Although the miscellaneous fish are not strong, they are very annoying, especially such a huge number of miscellaneous fish, which is even more annoying. Holy Lord Yunying has been fighting hard so far and has been unable to escape. The biggest reason is the countless miscellaneous fish around him.

In the mist that filled the sky, thunder fell, and screams of pain rang out from the mouths of countless strong men in the temple. Several great cultivators of the Five Realms were affected by the thunder, and their bodies were also numbed by an indescribable feeling.

In the middle of the battle, Holy Lord Yunying held the Yunxing Sword in his hand. On the hilt of the sword, a lightning protection talisman dispersed the thunder and protected his body.

"Holy Lord, let's go!"

At this time, a figure passed by, gave a reminder, and quickly rushed out of the battle.

Holy Lord Yunying did not hesitate to fight. He suppressed the injuries in his body and followed without hesitation.

With the help of the fog in the sky and the lightning protection talisman, the two fought their way out of the encirclement, and soon, under the angry eyes of Lord Jialuo and others, they quickly moved away.

After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly stood up from the bed. If you want to read the latest chapter content, please download the Xingxing Reading app, and read the latest chapter content for free without ads. The website no longer updates the latest chapter content, and the Xingxing Reading novel APP has updated the latest chapter content.

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He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.

Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.

Where is this?

Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously looked around and became even more confused.

A single dorm?

Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the ward now.

And my body...how could I not have any injuries at all?

With doubts, Shi Yu's eyes quickly swept across the room, and finally his eyes rested on a mirror beside the bed.

The mirror showed his current appearance. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked very handsome.

But the problem is, this is not him! Download the Star Reading app and read the latest chapters for free without ads.

My previous self was a handsome young man in his twenties who had been working for a while.

And now, no matter how you look, this appearance is that of a high school student...

This change left Shi Yu stunned for a long time.
To be continued...