Jiang Yun's strength is indeed powerful and deterred many people, but the more so, the more people want to kill him!
Especially when they want to, as long as they kill Jiang Yun, the other nine people in the Taoist domain will lose their reliance, which is equivalent to eliminating all ten people at one stroke.
Therefore, these friars had already discussed with each other through secret communication.
Since a single person is not Jiang Yun's opponent, the 11 people work together. If you don't believe it, you can't kill Jiang Yun!
These eleven people, except one is a monk from the bitter region, the other ten are all strong people from the illusory real region.
In particular, one of the blue shirt scribes with red eyes and a single horn is one of the ten monks selected by the illusory real domain long ago!
His attack turned into a one horned cow. It was the fastest, rushed to the front, ran wildly in the air, and even the water below was rippled.
In the face of these eleven overwhelming attacks, Jiang Yun's face did not have the slightest unexpected color.
This had long been expected of him.
Seeing that the one horned cow was about to rush in front of him, he calmly said, "are there only eleven of you. I thought there would be more! "
This sentence fell on the ears of eleven people, especially the blue shirt scribe, and made his face red.
The eleven of them, in the outside world, are all demons. They are the strong ones looked up to by other friars. Now they are a little ashamed to work together.
Unexpectedly, in Jiang Yun's eyes, the joint efforts of the eleven of them seemed to be ignored by Jiang Yun at all.
This is a great humiliation for them!
In Jiang Yun's voice, his counterattack finally began.
He saw the crack in the center of his eyebrows, and a golden light was emitted from it, which turned into a turbid Golden Spring pouring out.
The yellow spring is filled with endless ghosts and bones.
The whole spring exudes a breath of death that makes people feel desperate even if they only see it.
In the center of the yellow spring, there is a green towering tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, which releases the strong vitality opposite to death.
The yellow spring soared and turned into a size of hundreds of feet. It just surrounded the eleven monks, their remaining ships and the attacks they released.
Then, the countless wronged souls and white bones in the yellow spring stretched out their arms together, extended infinitely, and caught eleven monks, eleven ships, and even eleven kinds of attacks on them.
The head had rushed to Jiang Yun's face, and the one horned cow whose forehead was about to stab into Jiang Yun's body was entangled by hundreds of arms.
Although the one horned cow made a startling roar in its mouth, and its strong body was frantically struggling to get rid of these arms, it was useless, and its body sank down a little bit.
The other ten attacks, together with the eleven monks, were also struggling hard and continued to attack, but the two forces of life and death contained in those arms turned their attacks into useless work.
Only the blue shirt scribe was really strong. He had to break free from his palm, but unfortunately, the boat under him was directly pulled into the yellow spring by his arm.
After only a few breaths, all the eleven monks had sunk into the yellow spring and disappeared.
Huangquan also turned into a golden light again and disappeared into Jiang Yun's eyebrows!
This scene once again shocked all those who witnessed it.
It's a technique they've never seen before.
Life and death, these two distinct forces, are perfectly integrated by Jiang Yun, and they also have such amazing power.
A yellow spring, kill 11 strong people!
Naturally, this is the way of life and death created by Jiang Yun.
With the death of the eleven strong men, the speed of the Golden Palm under Jiang Yun's body was also accelerated by 11 points, and Jiang Yun also closed his eyes and sat down.
It seems that the war just now seemed easy, but he also paid some price.
At the same time, a silent black blade suddenly appeared behind Jiang Yun and stabbed him in the back of his head.
"Keng!"
Without waiting for Jiang Yun's reaction, a silver light was emitted from somewhere, which hit the black sharp blade, flew out and fell into the water,
Jiang Yun's ear also heard a voice: "don't thank me!"
Hearing this sound, Jiang Yun's mouth could not help but raise slightly.
Because he heard it, it was the voice of Gu Ling Fuyi!
Gu Mo Gu Bu Lao said that the four ancient thoughts of Fuyi have been hidden in some monks and will secretly protect Jiang Yun.
Obviously, Fuyi's attention was always focused on Jiang Yun. When he saw someone sneaking into Jiang Yun when he was clearly unable to catch him, he also secretly shot and saved Jiang Yun.
But Fuyi didn't know that Jiang Yun not only knew clearly about the black blade behind him, but also knew who the black blade came from. Dark one! The eldest disciple of dark star, the Lord of the shadow cabinet, is proficient in the power of darkness. Because he killed several of his junior brothers and sisters, he hated himself and wanted to kill himself all the time. However, compared with taishixing, dark one is obviously much more patient and is always looking for suitable opportunities. Until just now, when I saw Jiang Yun killing 11 friars, I took the opportunity to sneak in. Even without Fuyi's hand, Jiang Yun won't have anything. Because in fact, Jiang Yun didn't use his full strength at all. The reason why Jiang Yun deliberately pretends that he can't catch is because he knows that there are several people here whose strength should not be weaker than himself. They are also hiding their strength, secretly observing others and themselves. If you expose all your strength too early, you will have some trouble once you meet them. Fuyi's voice continued to sound: "by the way, we noticed the smell of ancient thoughts on several monks in the bitter region. You should be careful!" Jiang Yunwei nodded and said softly, "thank you!" Jiang Yun had known the news for a long time. When he was in the ancestral realm, kuchen, the half true emperor, was parasitized by the ancient idea. For the monks in kuyu who were supposed to participate in the competition, kuyin and Kuxin parasitic ancient ideas on several of them, so they can improve their strength in a short time. Next, no one really dared to make Jiang Yun's idea. In such a scuffle, more and more friars were eliminated. After nearly half of the friars disappeared, the remaining friars gradually opened the distance and divided into three sections. The ships in the first section rushed to the front, with the least number of ships, only more than 50. Ming Yuyang rushed to the front and ranked first. In addition to him, there are not only Fang Taiping, Lu Benxin and Shang Chong in the real domain, but also Yu Youwei and Yuan Ning in the illusory real domain, as well as Jiansheng, xuanyuanxing and cold scholars and scholars in the Taoist domain! Even, there are dark one, seven emotions and eight bitterness in the bitter domain. The number of ships in the last section is more than 100. Among the ten people in the Taoist domain, two women, Lingzhu and nanfengchen, are in this column. The number of ships in the second section is the largest. Most of the monks are here, with more than 200 people, including Jiang Yun. After all, this position allows Jiang Yun to take care of Jiansheng and others in the first paragraph, as well as nanfengchen and Lingzhu in the last paragraph. Of course, everyone knows that these three different positions are only temporary, and many people still hide their strength. Because up to now, people don't know how much distance is left. Until the final sprint, it will be the time to really fight. And a moment later, all the monks in three different positions could clearly see that the fuzzy shadow standing at the end of the water gradually became clear. It was a huge eye standing up! This means that the final sprint time is coming! This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.