Chapter 158

Afterwards, Lin Yi's body also rushed up, and like the puppet in white, he used the Emperor Killing Sword and Flowing Sword at the same time, one sword combined and one sword divided, although the power was far inferior to the puppet with perfect aura , but because of Lin Yi's body's stronger mental power control, the power of the sword has increased a bit.

The big formation roared, and the white-eyed warlock who presided over the formation became paler and paler, struggling to hold on.

"Not good!" Lin Yi's face changed, he sensed that the magic energy in the white puppet's body was finally exhausted, and the last sword strike had no power at all.

Sure enough, Lin Yi's mental power could no longer control the puppet at all, and the white figure fell directly from midair, like a bird shot by an arrow, and fell to the ground, completely becoming a useless corpse.

Lin Yi withdrew his mental power, his eyes were cold, this formation was on the verge of collapse, naturally it was impossible to give up at this time, even if there was no puppet, it should be broken.

Lin Yi and Ah Sang looked at each other, and attacked the shattered depression at the same time. After seven or eight blows, there was finally a bang, and the energy of the formation suddenly poured out, and all sixty-four formations around Lanfu exploded. , while the white-eyed Warlock spurted blood wildly, was directly seriously injured, and fell on the stone platform.

The formation is broken.

The first one to rush in was Wujiao.

Holding the sword, Wujiao had already lost her mind due to the shock of hatred, and rushed towards Lan Cang impressively.

Lan Cang was taken aback, and after seeing Wujiao's appearance clearly, a look of disdain appeared on his face, "It's you again!"

"Dog, today I will take your life and avenge the people of Fox Village!" Wujiao's eyes were red with anger, and she raised her sword and slashed.

"Hmph, last time you plotted against this general, because of your good looks, this general didn't kill you, but you came here to die yourself!" Lan Cang's face trembled, and he punched out with an iron fist.

Lan Cang's sword was broken by the true energy of Lan Cang's fist before he got close to him, and it was about to land on Wujiao's body. Wujiao would die if he hit Wujiao with a punch from this powerful man.

Suddenly, a layer of stone skin surged up on Lan Cang's arm, and then his whole body, the skin solidified into stone almost instantly, and a black shadow appeared beside him at the same time.

Lan Cang turned pale with shock, and rushed out of his true energy to dissolve the petrified power.

After wasting this moment, Lin Yi had already hugged Wujiao and left Lan Cang's attack range.

"Master Lin, I..." Wujiao knew that she was too impulsive.

"Don't worry, this head is yours!" Lin Yi said lightly, and after putting down Wujiao, he rushed out, and the black jade sword in his hand was like a landslide, slashing towards Lan Cang.

Flow swordsmanship!

Like a big river rolling away, like a mountain peak collapsing!

Wherever the sword moves, it has become Lin Yi's absolute killing field, like thousands of sharp swords fighting in it, and everything that is swept by the flowing swordsmanship will be shattered.

With just one sword strike, although Lan Cang withstood the fatal attack, none of the armor on his body was intact.

Kill the emperor sword way!

Lin Yi became more and more courageous as he fought, so what if he was a warrior with the first level of aura, he still suppressed it with the way of swordsmanship. This way of killing the emperor is completely opposite to the way of swordsmanship. The might of heaven and earth.

Lan Cang raised his long sword, bursting out with genuine energy, barely relying on the advantage of the energy environment, and once again blocked the deadly attack of the Killing Emperor's sword, but his hands were already numb from the shock, and the tiger's mouth was bleeding.

Lan Cang couldn't help but be shocked, what kind of evil this guy is, he only has a cultivation base of the seventh level of refinement, but his mastery of swordsmanship is so terrifying. Although Lin Yi doesn't have the strength to kill him now, he can force a martial artist in the Qi state into such a mess, It can also be said to be shocking and weeping ghosts and gods.

Ah Sang got impatient, and rushed out, slamming down with a palm, "Let this princess come!"

Ah Sang was already at the third level of Qi Realm, and with just a random palm, he sent Lan Cang flying tens of meters in an instant, hitting the stone wall behind him, spitting black blood out of his mouth, and his heart almost shattered.

"Vulnerable waste!" Ah Sang sneered.

Lin Yi looked helpless. Originally, he wanted to use Lan Cang to try his swordsmanship and petrified soul, but Ah Sang solved it with one palm. It was really boring.

"Big Brother, I'll leave this trash to you. I'll go find that guy!" Asang jumped onto the stone platform with a shake, and grabbed the seriously injured white-eyed warlock, with a sinister look on his little face. Laughing, "You, finally fell into the hands of this princess!"

The white-eyed warlock was trembling with fright. When he was in Tianchi, he used Chunhuan poison to deal with Ah Sang. Now, I am afraid that even if he wants to die happily, Ah Sang will never give him a chance. "

Ah Sang sneered, stretched out his palm, and groped for the white-eyed warlock, but in the end he found many bottles and jars, which should all be poisons developed by the white-eyed warlock.

Ah Sang didn't care about it, pinched the white-eyed warlock's chin, and directly poured all the poison into the white-eyed warlock's stomach, and then clapped his little hands, and he was done.

The white-eyed warlock was terrified, his eyes quickly turned red, his skin turned blue, his lips turned black, his throat seemed to be stuck with a fishbone, and he made a strange grunting noise.

White-eyed Warlock was obviously very uncomfortable. He didn't know how many kinds of poisons were mixed in his body. After wailing a few times, his whole body turned black and he lost any breath. He was kicked away by Ah Sang, "Get lost!"

Lin Yi brought the half-dead Lan Cang over and threw it on the ground, "Miss Wujiao, I leave it to you!"

Wujiao stared at her big enemy, trembling slightly, she didn't know whether it was excitement or anger, she slowly raised the sword, the speed was very light and slow, but it seemed like a thousand pounds.

Suddenly, Wujiao's sword fell fiercely, the speed increased a hundred times, and with surging anger, it slashed fiercely on Lan Cang's neck, beheading that head, and the blood spurted more than one meter high!

The sword fell to the ground.

In Wujiao's eyes, tears had already gushed out, like broken beads, smearing that pretty face with water, "I... finally got revenge!"

With a puff, Wujiao knelt down on the ground, weeping with joy. I am afraid that at this moment, no words can express Wujiao's mood. The release of excitement and depression made her cry completely.

"Thank you... Mr. Lin!" After Wujiao calmed down, she knelt down to Lin Yi. She knew that if it wasn't for Lin Yi, she might not be able to avenge this revenge. Fox Village died unjustly. Clansmen, I don't know when and what month I will be able to rest in peace!

"Get up!" Lin Yi said lightly, he helped Wujiao just by the way, but there was no kindness to speak of.

Wujiao stood up, wiped away her tears, and lifted Lan Cang's head up, "I want to bring his head back to Fox Village to pay homage to the tribe!"