Gu Yun quickly pulled Mu Yixuan behind him, which prevented him from being swept down the stone ladder.
As soon as he pulled, Mu Yixuan had returned to his mind. He quickly thanked Gu Yun. He was still a little frightened.
He turned and looked behind him. When he saw the "man" who attacked him, a pair of star eyes opened uncontrollably. He could not set the channel: "it's chasing the wind!"
Chasing the wind, like chasing the wind, is mo Jinyu's capable general. His strength can't be underestimated. He can't help wondering if chasing the wind is here, and whether Shifu is not far away?
"This is a puppet." Gu Yun turned Lingli into a long sword and said coldly.
Puppets, soulless people, chasing the wind is dead. What stands in front of them is just a puppet with an empty body.
"Why..." Mu Yixuan couldn't accept the reality. He grew up with his master when he was young. They also had the same affection as their relatives. Naturally, he understood what puppets meant, and his sadness was difficult to add.
Chasing the wind didn't give them a chance to breathe. Then he launched a second wave of attack. Several vigorous winds swept over. Gu Yun pushed Mu Yixuan aside and raised his sword to resist several wind blades.
Chasing the wind is the strength of soul cultivation in seven realms. It's hard to deal with Gu Yun's current cultivation in one realm. After carrying the wind blades, Gu Yun's hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably.
However, although it is difficult, it is not impossible. In the same realm, leapfrog challenge is not difficult for Gu Yun.
"Master, be careful. You have just experienced regurgitation and your internal breathing is still unstable. Be careful to use your spiritual power too much to accelerate regurgitation." The voice of Nian Xi came into Gu Yun's mind. It concluded a soul contract with Gu Yun, so it knows her body more or less.
Gu Yun was relieved and met the attack of chasing the wind. Chasing the wind made the wind power invisible and tangible. It became a sharp wind blade. It carried the vigorous wind everywhere and did not give Gu Yun any way back.
Bursts of cold wind lifted several strands of hair in front of Gu Yun's forehead, and his clothes made a cold sound. In the critical moment, dozens of cold swords appeared behind Gu Yun, rotating around her rapidly. The speed was so fast that only the remnants of these cold swords could be seen.
The rapid movement of several ice swords formed a protective layer around Gu Yun's body. They all blocked the sweeping wind blades. The sound of sharp weapon fighting rang out one after another, stimulating the eardrum to ache.
Mu Yixuan was pushed down by Gu Yun and sat on the ground. He stared at her and lost his mind again. Now he really realized that Gu Yun was far stronger than he realized. His control over the spiritual power was far beyond her age. I'm afraid it was difficult for those spiritual masters who had lived for decades to do so!
Seeing that it was impossible to attack from a distance, Feng Feng took a close attack again, pulled out his sword, injected all his spiritual power into it, and suddenly approached Gu Yun, trying to break the sword array around her by brute force.
The action of chasing the wind made the bottom of Gu Yun's eyes colder. She didn't avoid it. Instead, she took the ice sword turned into spiritual power and met the attack of chasing the wind. It seems to outsiders that the act of going to death is death for Gu Yun.
The strange sword made of black iron collided with the ice sword made of Lingli. A dazzling light burst out from the intersection of the two swords. The sharp sword wantonly destroyed the surrounding mountains. With a roar, a small hillside not far away was flattened