Now that there is a chance, Ling Yun will naturally send the other party back to the west first.

The Yuan Refining Warrior was completely unaware of Ling Yun's approach.

At this moment, coincidentally, the Yuan Refining Warrior was still thinking about Ling Yun.

"I don't know if that Ling thief is dead or not."

The Yuan-refining warrior said to himself, "Logically, this thief should be dead, but he is too evil. He is really not afraid of ten thousand, but afraid of just what happens."

After this trip to the historic sites, we must urge Deacon Xue Tang to leave immediately..." At this moment, his heart suddenly shuddered.

Ling Yun's breath-holding technique is very clever.

But Yuan Yuan warriors are very sensitive to crises.

"who?"

He was shocked, and at the same time his instinct turned to Yuan Gang.

Almost at the same moment, a sword light suddenly pierced the sky.

Ling Yun took action.

The Star Dragon Sword stabbed the Yuan Gang of the Yuan Refining Warrior.

The strength of this Yuan Refining Warrior is by no means weak.

He is a master of the sixth level of Yuan Refining.

However, masters of this level are no longer enough in front of Ling Yun today.

Stab! His Yuan Gang was directly pierced by the Star Dragon Sword.

The Xinglong Sword was as powerful as a broken bamboo, piercing his throat.

Poof! Ling Yun showed no mercy, and waved the hand holding the Star Dragon Sword violently.

Blood spurts out wildly.

The head of this master of the sixth level of Yuan Refining flew out.

"Brother Yang, what's going on..." Another master of alchemy immediately sensed the movement here. He was about to ask something, but the next moment he saw the head of the master of the sixth level of alchemy flying up.

Then, he saw Ling Yun.

"Ling thief!"

He was shocked.
Chapter completed!