This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

"Devil! It's time for your death!"

After beheading the King Youyun, the ground was shattered by the tremendous force, stirring up dust and smoke all over the sky. The two elders took advantage of the victory to pursue and charged into it with their swords. The figure of fierce battle.

When the two elders showed their power, many Hengshan disciples also rushed to this place. Under the leadership of Hu Qianzhong, they set up a sword formation, waiting for the two elders to force the devil into it.

This pair of fists is hard to beat with four hands, not to mention the one-legged and one-armed King Youyun, the sharp moves of the two elders who have experienced battles, and the Hengshan swordsmanship is famous for its cunning and quickness, it is really difficult for him to parry for a while.

But the so-called trapped beasts are still fighting, and the poor should not be stopped. King Youyun was forced to a desperate situation, and he simply gritted his teeth and fought fiercely. He let go of his hands to fight at the risk of worsening injuries.

I saw that Youyun Dharma King no longer dodged, but went up to the edge of the sword, and at the same time made black seals in his hand again and again, as if he wanted to use offense instead of defense.

Elder Feng disdainfully sneered, he believed that the other party was returning to the light, so he took the risk to bully him with a sword, but unexpectedly, two black thick mist, as thick as human arms, billowed out from under the black robe of King Youyun, billowing towards he comes!
Elder Feng was taken aback, he swung his sword light to resist but was still forced out by the opponent. King Youyun found the right time, and black air gushed out from under his body, as if he was rushing towards him flying through the clouds and fog.

Elder Feng gritted his teeth and fought back, while Elder Wei beside him sighed and swung his sword to save his junior brother from the siege.

But with his movement, the siege between the two of them was self-defeating. The gap exposed by the other party was exactly what Dharma King You Yun wanted. He immediately withdrew his hand, and a black cloud rolled up under his feet and swept back.

"Not good! He wants to escape!" Seeing the duck in his hand flying away, Hu Qianzhong immediately called his disciples to chase it down.

Elder Wei also caught up immediately, and Elder Feng, who knew that something had gone wrong, had an ugly face, cursed secretly and immediately chased after him with light kung fu.

The Hengshan faction pursued closely, but they never expected that the severely injured King Youyun could still use lightness kung fu to distance them a little bit.

Just when Hu Qianzhong was burning with anxiety and the two elders showed distress, a black and white Taiji diagram suddenly appeared on the way of King Youyun's escape.

When everyone was frightened, they suddenly saw a pale sword energy bursting out from the center of the taiji diagram that was radiating in two colors and spinning, like an angry dragon coming out of the sea, whistling in all directions, flying towards Youyun Dharma King in an instant The body was forced to stop, and then pushed back step by step.

Looking at the constantly rotating Tai Chi diagram, the expressions of the two Hengshan elders changed. Elder Wei stared at it. The person blocking the way was wearing a Taoist robe with a black background and white border, holding an iron sword, and there was no joy or anger on his face.

"It's actually Wangchen," Elder Feng was slightly surprised when he recognized the person's identity, and immediately frowned, "His injury has healed?"

It was Wangchen, one of the seven sons of Wudang who was seriously injured and unconscious after the First World War in Beidi, who blocked the way of King Youyun's escape.

Hu Qianzhong, who followed closely, stopped the disciple who was about to make a move, and looked at Daoist Wangchen with dim eyes.

Daoist Wangchen took a step forward, stabbing forward with the iron sword in his hand at the same time, and saw the Taiji diagram behind him spinning rapidly, and the fierce sword energy only forced Dharma King Youyun back again and again.

A moment later, there was only a "click", and the black mark that King Youyun put his backhand on his chest to resist the sword energy suddenly cracked a gap, and then the crack quickly spread to the whole black mark.

Wangchen's eyes were deep, the iron sword in his hand was firm, and he took another step slowly, the King Youyun snorted, the black seal in his palm suddenly shattered, and the blue sword energy pierced his chest, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood Come.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The black energy around Dharma King Youyun dissipated, and he fell forward unsteadily, but he didn't just lie down. He knelt on one knee, panting for breath while clutching his bleeding chest.

Wangchen came pacing with a sword in hand, stopped at a distance of three zhang from the opponent, and said indifferently: "Dharma King Youyun, your time has come."

"Heh, heh heh heh—!"

Dharma King Youyun raised his head with a sneer, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, narrowed his eyes and said, "Junior, now even you dare to act presumptuously in front of this old man, let your master say this."

Wang Chen looked down at him, his gaze was slightly cold: "Xuantian Sect has done a lot of evil, you killed how many disciples of my Wudang Sect in the North, and today I will get some of this debt back from you, the Dharma King who protects the Sect."

"Really, it's up to you—?!"

Dharma King Youyun shouted loudly, and the aura that had been sluggish became strong again, and the black aura gushing out from under the black robe quickly swept around, turning into a strange faint black mist and covering everyone in it.

Everyone was startled, Fawang Youyun grinned grinningly, his mutilated body floated up slowly under the support of the black air, thick black air wrapped around his body, wrapped layer by layer, leaving only one head outside, Like that ghost ghost.

The murderous intent in Dharma King Youyun's eyes surged wildly, and the black air moved with his heart, and gusts of wind rolled up from his feet, blowing so that people could barely open their eyes, and then turned into sharp blades, centered on him, and blatantly flew in all directions shoot away.

Facing the oncoming sharp blade, everyone did not dare to underestimate it. When King Youyun was about to die, he would inevitably counterattack frantically. Everyone showed their own magical powers, resisting the black blade while waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

Wang Chen pierced the black blade in front of him with a sword, leaped forward, swung the iron sword in his hand, the dazzling sword light was like a sun disk, slowly soaring into the sky, as if slowly but surely heading towards the Youyun Dharma King.

But unexpectedly, Dharma King Youyun did not dodge or dodge, when the sword light cut him off, he turned into black energy and dissipated, retreating into the surrounding black mist.

Wangchen was stunned for a moment, and then a sense of crisis surged in his heart. The figure of King Youyun emerged from the black mist behind him like a ghost. With a slap of the black mark in his hand, the flying black mark rolled up black air and turned into a big stream. The black snake swallowed him violently.

Caught off guard, Wangchen had no choice but to block with his sword horizontally, but he was still beaten until he vomited blood. He rolled over on the ground several times before he managed to stabilize himself.

After Wangchen's defeat, Hengshan's side was also in a bad situation. In the black mist, Youyun Dharma King could launch an attack from any place, and it was impossible to defend against it.

Elder Feng was carelessly knocked to the ground by a black seal. Although Elder Wei was extremely cautious, King Youyun was extremely cunning, and he would save the enemy with one move. The black seal went straight towards Hu Qianzhong, so he had to return to defense. This time also fell into a disadvantage.

They are now like small boats in the sea, and they are in danger of capsizing at any time. Elder Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and sputum, and said loudly: "As long as we are in this black mist, we have no chance of winning, what should we do!"

The black mist released by Dharma King Youyun is just like the phantom array of Hengshan swordsmanship, it is used to confuse opponents and create opportunities for themselves. People in it, what they see and hear are all false, this is the so-called delusional of the authorities.

Elder Wei's head was covered with cold sweat: "We have already entered the game, and we will surely die if we turn around and run for our lives. At this moment, we can only hold on. It is true that King Youyun is seriously injured. He will not be able to last long. I hate this black mist. If someone can stay outside."

Before he could finish speaking, another black mark descended from the sky. Elder Wei greeted him with a sword, only to see that black mark was like a dream bubble, which would break at the touch of a touch, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley immediately.

Sure enough, the black seal was a phantom move, King Youyun had already pushed behind him with a real killing move, Elder Wei couldn't help closing his eyes, and sighed in his heart, my life is over.

"Break!" At this critical moment, a voice suddenly came.

Wave-like layers of brilliance suddenly appeared above everyone's heads. In the slightly trembling wave-like light and shadow, a crescent moon suddenly fell, accompanied by a blue light, and the layers of black mist swung away. King Youyun's head!
King Youyun grinned and turned his head, turned half of his body to hold the crescent moon sword energy, and lifted the black seal that should have been hit on Elder Wei with his backhand. He rose up and approached the beautiful figure flying into the air.

Facing the dark tornado, the woman in plain clothes swiped her sword, her sword energy was like a whip, and several colorful moon sword beams flashed like thunderbolts, finally cutting off all the black energy around the black seal , but he did not expect that the black seal that struck in front of him would stagnate suddenly in mid-air, and then explode suddenly.

The violent force pulled the woman down from the air, and Youyun Dharma King forced himself to receive the opponent's sword. At this moment, he was at the end of his battle. He looked coldly at the woman who fell to the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and slowly stood up .

"Jade Girl Sword Art." A fierce light flashed in his eyes: "Sect Leader Emei Su has also arrived."