"Oh my God, run away!"

"Damn it, that iron-armored man went crazy!"

"Lin Yang actually escaped from the altar, everyone runs with you!"

The blade whistled and waves swept.

From Lin Yang detonating the last talisman and forcibly rushing out of the altar, to the iron-armored man going crazy, all the monks and demons on the altar died instantly, to the fact that the man in black cut through the barrier with one sword, the blade swept across the world, everything was nothing but a matter of lightning.

Such a scene really shocked the people who were originally paying attention to the situation on the shore.

He said he could have thought that Lin Yang could force the flower of rebirth away from the altar in such a state of dying? Who could have thought that the iron-armored man was so strong?

You should know that there are more than ten monks left on the altar just now. Which of these people is not a famous strong man from the Tianze Continent?

However, in front of the iron armored people, these strong men were simply ants and were vulnerable.

In this way, how many people can bear the anger of the Iron Armored Man?

Under the huge crisis, everyone fell into panic.

Facing the sweeping blade, screams of exclamations came one after another, and everyone rushed to escape to the distance.

"No……"

“Ahhhh…”

However, after you realize it and want to escape, where is there any chance?

Especially this entire space is now sealed with spiritual energy. All the monks and demons, no matter how powerful they were, are now like waste.

How did they escape under such a sweep of blades?

Some monks closest to the shore were just about to escape when they were caught in the storm, exploded all over and turned into blood mist.

The end of the world seems to have arrived at this moment.

The blade was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, and it was unstoppable. With the power of destroying the dead and rottenness, it swept across all directions and gradually approached Lin Yang.

"Damn it!"

Screams were heard behind him, and the smell of blood soared into the sky. Feeling the cold cold air chasing him again at an extremely fast speed. Lin Yang, with a pale face, couldn't help but curse.

Unexpectedly, the iron-armored man could be so powerful.

The sword light that was cut out from the sky was hundreds of meters apart, and turned into was so sharp.

In order to escape from the altar just now, Lin Yang could be said to have used all the means he could use. He was even seriously injured.

If it weren't for the Chaos Taoist Platform helping to suppress it, Lin Yang would have been unable to support his body.

In this case, in the face of the iron armored man, what other way can I resist?

Even the support of the sky-suppressing tower in the face is getting smaller and smaller.

Obviously, after rushing out of the altar, the Heavenly Tower began to store energy, no longer as crazy as before.

Under such circumstances, what is placed in front of Lin Yang seems to be a dead end!

"Are you really going to die here today?"

Finally, when the blade swept behind him and was about to completely swallow Lin Yang, when Lin Yang could no longer think of any way to resist the blade, the despair rose in his heart.

At this time, Lin Yang was no longer able to struggle.

All he could do seemed to be waiting for death.

No wonder the strong men of the five major sects died here.

Faced with such an iron-armored man, how many people can escape from this world of spirit seals?

No!

Today, I want to become the next person to fall here?

Thinking of this, Lin Yang's eyes were full of reluctance!

How much life and death has he experienced since he walked out of Hongwu and Zhao State? How many hardships have he experienced?

But he insisted! Even though he offended the five major sects, he still persevered when the whole world believed that he would definitely die.

Now, he has gradually gained the ability to protect himself.

He has never been so powerless and desperate in the whole process.

I still have too many things to do, will it end here?

Lin Yang's eyes were full of bitterness.

But, what can he do?

His eyes were dull, and at this moment, Lin Yang seemed to have been exhausted.

An unprecedented sense of decadence filled my heart.

It seemed that Lin Yang saw in front of him that the door to hell was opening to him.

Lin Yang seemed to see the scene of the cold blade penetrated his body.

He seemed to smell the breath of his own blood.

The bone-bone cold spreads out from the deepest part of the body.

There is hope in front, but this step cannot be taken.

How painful is this feeling?

Time seems to have stopped. The moment of waiting for death seems to turn into eternity.

"boom……"

I don’t know how long it took, but it seemed to be one year, one hundred years, ten thousand years, and just in a moment, suddenly, a roar that shook the earth in Lin Yang’s ears came.

Ahhhhh…

The roar was mixed with countless screams of pain and howling.

Despair comes to this world.

"What's going on?"

However, those painful screams do not belong to me.

The world is dark for this.

The blood mist around it will cover Lin Yang.

He didn't feel that pain or that coldness.

It seemed that a familiar aura came from Lin Yang's nose.

"What's going on?"

This sudden change made Lin Yang a little overwhelmed.

Why has the death that should have come has not come yet? Why did that biting chill suddenly disappear?

Where is the sharp blade? Why is the scene around it still so messy?

Subconsciously, he looked back.

"It's you!"

When Lin Yang saw the figure in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but wait for his eyes wide.

A familiar voice appeared in Lin Yang's sight.

Turning around, she stood in front of her.

In the critical moment just now, when Lin Yang almost gave up resisting and waiting for death, it was she who appeared behind him and blocked the fatal blow.

The blade dissipated, the black mist swayed, and the air waves surged.

In the strong wind, she was dancing with her long skirt and her long hair was fluttering!

In this deep hell, her figure seemed to be a warm wind, dispelling the chill and adding a hint of warmth to the cold world. She stood there quietly, independent of the world, and was incompatible with this world. It seemed to come from the nine heavens and was not stained with the dust.

Yanluo!

That’s right, who is the figure that appeared in front of Lin Yang at this moment?

It was she who pulled Lin Yang back from the brink of death.

This result was not something Lin Yang could imagine, or even something he could not imagine.

Yan Luo, why did she appear here? What was she going to do when she came here?

Also, how powerful is Yan Luo now?

How powerful is the Iron Armored Man? His full-strength attack actually made Yan Luo resist it so lightly?

After being shocked, too many doubts flashed through Lin Yang's mind! Looking at the figure in front of him, Lin Yang's eyes were a little dull.
Chapter completed!