Chapter 613
"call out!"

The sword energy volleys in the air, flying vertically and horizontally.Ling Yuchen was completely using these alien races to hone his sword skills.

Although his sword skills have been refined, he has not yet entered the realm of the unity of human and sword. Therefore, he will not miss such a great opportunity.

"Crack!"

With a twist of Ling Yuchen's arm, another foreigner couldn't dodge in time. Ling Yuchen chopped him down with his sword and fell from the sky.

The other alien races just saw a sword light in the void cut the alien race in half, but still failed to catch Ling Yuchen's trace.

"Damn it!
"This guy's speed is too fast, it can't hurt him at all."

"A group of us can't kill him alone!"

A foreign race in the ancient realm roared again and again, his eyes were blood red, and while his figure flickered, he continued to emit bursts of earth-shattering energy.

The vigor was criss-crossed, but none of them could hit Ling Yuchen's body. Instead, they often hit the surrounding desolate beasts by mistake, causing a burst of mourning.

The battle between the two sides continued, and the vitality of the five elements in Ling Yuchen's body circulated and circulated endlessly, with almost no decline in combat power.

However, the more than 20 foreign races consumed a lot of vitality, their momentum was exhausted, and their combat power dropped greatly.

"kill!"

Shouts of killing soared into the sky, and martial arts disciples such as Yang Fan, Lin Xiuping, Guo Yong, and Wang Ben finally came in from two directions.

"You guys, hurry up and take the herd to kill other humans!"

Seeing that the situation is not good, all the foreign races in the ancient realm immediately divided up their troops to deal with it.

"Hmph! At this time, do you still want to divide the troops?"

Ling Yuchen raised his sword eyebrows, sneered, retracted the Shadow Chaser Sword, and with a thought, the vitality of the water system surged wildly and came out through his body.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, a piece of blue light bloomed from the sky, and in the high-speed movement, formed a bright streamer.In the streamer, there was a terrifying aura that made people tremble.

"Since you are not willing to surrender, then go die!"

Ling Yuchen let out a stern voice, and he was riding the "Thunder Cloud and Flying Lightning" to the sky above a group of alien races in the ancient realm. With a flip of his palm, a huge wave of incomparably solid vitality shot out through his palm, towards the numerous alien races in the ancient realm below. Slap away.

The vitality of the water system has successfully evolved, and the power of the "nine waves" has also been greatly enhanced. This huge wave is ten feet in size, exuding an astonishingly cold air, causing the surrounding air to condense into frost.

"boom!"

The huge wave suddenly pressed down, enveloping more than [-] alien races in the ancient realm.

"not good!"

More than twenty foreign races in the ancient realm all opened their eyes wide, and the pupils were filled with the huge wave of vitality that was getting closer.

Ling Yuchen's attack used all the vitality of the water system, and it was so powerful that it seemed that the entire world followed this blow and pressed towards the alien races in the ancient realm.

"Wow!"

At the juncture of life and death, all the alien races in the ancient realm did not dare to neglect in the slightest. They all raised their heads to the sky and let out an angry roar. With all their strength, they unleashed their strongest attack and blasted towards the overwhelming wave of vitality.

"Bang! Bang!"

In a short while, dozens of violent vigor collided with the huge wave of vitality, making a series of loud noises!

Although Ling Yuchen's strength is much stronger than these ancient alien races, if these twenty or so ancient alien races work together in their heyday, they can definitely shatter Ling Yuchen's Nine Waves.

However, after fighting for a long time just now, the vitality of the foreign races has been consumed a lot, but Ling Yuchen is almost not damaged at all because of the circulation of the vitality of the five elements in his body.

As one ebbs and the other rises, the strength gap between these ancient aliens and Ling Yuchen further widens.

In the midst of countless berserk Yuan Qi radiating in all directions, the huge wave of Yuan Qi slamming downward stagnated slightly, and then blasted towards the group of alien races in the ancient realm again.

"How could this be?"

Seeing that their combined efforts failed to stop Ling Yuchen's huge wave attack, all the alien races in the ancient realm opened their eyes wide, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"Oops, run!"

A quick-response alien from the ancient realm spoke hurriedly. At the same time, he desperately flapped his wings, trying to get out of the attack range of the huge waves.

Although its reaction was fast, how could Ling Yuchen let him get what he wanted? With a thought, the palm of his hand suddenly pressed down an inch, and the speed of the huge wave of vitality suddenly accelerated by a point.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The thick and solid waves slammed on the bodies of every foreign race in the ancient realm. In an instant, these foreign races in the ancient realm felt the terrifying force bombarding themselves one after another. The strength of each strand is several times stronger than that of the previous strand, and there are nine strands in total.

The six weaker aliens from the ancient realm had not yet survived the attack of the nine giant forces, but they were smashed into powder by the huge wave of vitality.

The other alien races in the ancient realm were all vomited blood from the huge waves, and their tendons were broken.

More than 20 foreign races in the ancient realm could not defeat Ling Yuchen. Now, there are only a dozen of them left, and all of them are seriously injured. In this case, they are not Ling Yuchen's opponent.

"Run! Get out of here!"

"We are not his opponents, retreat quickly!"

The more than ten surviving ancient alien races had been terrified by Ling Yuchen's display of strength, and they all flapped their wings desperately, and fled in all directions, abandoning the other alien races and the wild beast army.

"Hmph! Want to leave? It's not that easy!" Ling Yuchen sneered.

These ancient alien races scattered and fled in all directions, giving him a good chance to defeat them all.

"kill!"

With a thought in his mind, Ling Yuchen merged with the "Leiyun Feidian" orc, and rushed towards a fleeing alien from the ancient realm like lightning.

"boom!"

Flying to the back of the ancient alien, Ling Yuchen stretched out his left palm and hit the ancient alien hard on the back.

Ling Yuchen's left hand was fused with bone-shattering ghost hand. It was as strong as fine steel and extremely sharp. With this palm, he directly slapped the ancient alien to death, and his body immediately fell to the ground.

"Leiyun Feidian" immediately spread its four hooves, and chased after another alien from the ancient realm.

"boom!"

In an instant, Ling Yuchen rushed behind this ancient alien, and still slapped him to death!
Whether it is speed or strength, Ling Yuchen, who is one with the "Thunder Cloud Feidian" orc, is far superior to all the alien races in the ancient realm.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As "Thunder Cloud Fei Dian" galloped rapidly, a foreign race in the ancient realm was killed by Ling Yuchen.

In just a short time, the number of ancient aliens who died under Ling Yuchen's hands reached six.

With his strength comparable to the ten-star peak powerhouses in the ancient realm, it is easy to deal with these three-star and four-star powerhouses in the ancient realm whose strength has declined sharply.

"Stop them, don't let them get away!"

Seeing Ling Yuchen massacre the aliens in the ancient realm like chickens, Wang Ben lost no time in yelling. At the same time, he led a group of martial arts disciples to stop several aliens in the ancient realm, and cooperated with Ling Yuchen to kill them.

Although Wang Ben and other martial arts disciples grasped the timing well and reacted quickly, more than a dozen alien races in the ancient realm scattered and fled. After all, several alien races were not stopped by Wang Ben and others and rushed out.

Ling Yuchen glanced indifferently at the alien races who were going away, and immediately thought, "Leiyun Feidian" immediately uttered a clear and long moan, a purple thunder flashed, and a ripple rippled in the void, Ling Yuchen was gone gone.

"what!"

Hundreds of feet away, a fleeing alien from the ancient realm suddenly screamed, his head flew high, and a cloud of blood splashed out. Zhang, before falling to the ground.

"call out!"

Not long after, a sword energy flashed out of the void, and another alien from the ancient realm was chopped into two pieces, and his body fell to the ground.

These alien races in the ancient realm, the most powerful are the four-star ancient realm. Even if they have wings and fly away desperately, how can they escape the extremely fast "Thunder Cloud Flying Lightning"? In less than a quarter of an hour, Ling Yuchen will fly All the fleeing alien races in the ancient realm were killed.

"Yan!"

Amidst Qingyue's long chant, "Thunder Cloud Flying Lightning", surrounded by purple lightning and as handsome as a dragon, carried Ling Yuchen back to the battlefield.

Once all the alien races in the ancient realm died, the densely packed desolate beasts under the command of the alien races also scattered and fled.

Without Ling Yuchen's order, Wang Ben, Guo Yong, and Yang Fan led a group of disciples from the martial arts academy and started chasing after them.

Ling Yuchen didn't urge "Leiyun Feidian" to continue fighting. He sat on the back of "Leiyun Feidian" and looked around. He was sure that there would be no more accidents, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he won this battle unscathed, if he hadn't used the "Thunder Cloud Flying Lightning" to unite the orcs, it wouldn't have been so easy.

Just as he was thinking, Ling Yuchen felt the blood of Kunpeng in his body boil again, and immediately sank his mind and looked inside himself.

Same as last time, the blood in the body turned golden yellow for a short time, and then returned to bright red again, as if nothing had happened.

Ling Yuchen faintly felt that it was not far away from obtaining the fourth transformation of Kunpeng.

The battle ended quickly, and the martial arts disciples who chased and killed the wild beasts returned after chasing the wild beast. Ling Yuchen brought the martial arts disciples who entered the wild land to rescue, and joined Wang Ben and others.

Wang Ben led the group of people behind him, walked up to Ling Yuchen and the others, and bowed deeply.

"This time, fortunately, Junior Brother Ling and all the fellow disciples came to the rescue, otherwise, we would have died at the mouth of those beasts, and there would be no bones left."

Ling Yuchen immediately stretched out his hands to help, and sent out a soft and solid energy, helped Wang Ben and the others up, and said with a smile: "You are welcome, brothers, this time we were ordered by the headmaster to enter the barren land Come to the rescue."

Wang Ben stared at Ling Yuchen, and seeing that his face was indifferent, without the slightest arrogance, he couldn't help sighing secretly.

Just now, he has been observing Ling Yuchen and learned how powerful Ling Yuchen is and his amazing martial arts talent.

This young man in green shirt is not even 20 years old. Not only is his talent amazing, his strength is outstanding, his mind is also so mature, it is really unbelievable.

(End of this chapter)

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