Ying Zheng flew in the air, glaring at Ye Yang with an imposing manner.
He waved the soul-eating magic sword, and the majestic offensive swept over.
The sword energy suddenly cut across the ground, and Ye Yang was like a ray in the storm.
A bird, stirred up by the sword energy, was in great pain and danger.
"Puff" The sword was so sharp that no matter how fast Ye Yang dodge, he could not avoid all the attacks.
The fierce sword energy raged around the armor.
Although it could not cut into pieces the Vulcan armor, it also cut a slit in Ye Yang's arms and legs.
There were scars, and under his clothes, pieces of indigo-colored dragon scale skin were clearly visible.
The skin was cut to pieces with blood and flesh, and even the dragon scales were peeled off.
There is no doubt that Ye Yang has been seriously injured so far in this battle.
Xiang Yu, Yun Xiaoxi, Yingbu and others came to attack again, but Yingzheng responded with a slash easily and shouted: "Get out of here!"
"boom" The huge sword light came overwhelmingly, and Xiang Yu, who was the first to bear the brunt, spurted blood from his mouth and flew backwards at high speed.
Yun Xiaoxi's light armor was also shattered, revealing patches of snow-colored skin under the armor.
There was a tragic scar on his arm, and his blood surged.
At this time, although Yun Xiaoxi was concerned about Ye Yang's comfort, he could no longer fight for a short time.
His whole body broke and the kite fell into the green jungle.
"Papa" Blood dripped on the grass, and Ye Yang flew fast on the ground.
He was like a jungle cheetah, and his speed was astonishing.
Just two miles away in front, Zhao Yun commanded a hundred dragon warriors who were waiting for an opportunity. , just waiting for Ye Yang to give an order, and Ye Yang also brought a killing god Qin Huang Ying Zheng with him at this time.
In the air, Ying Zheng's furious voice came: "Boy, where can you escape?
The whole world is my land and people.
Today, I want you to die without a burial place."
Ye Yang looked back and snorted coldly: "I still think that the world's hegemony is about to die and still dream about your spring and autumn dream."
As he was talking, a man and a horse came galloping in front of him.
It was Zhao Yun who was holding a gentian gun.
Ye Yang was immediately overjoyed and shouted: "Get ready, trap the dragon formation!"
"Yes, young master" A hundred dragon warriors flashed out of the jungle quickly.
Everyone drew their iron bows from behind, and formed a circle with Zhao Yun as the core.
They were well-proportioned and looked like an extremely profound ancient magic circle.
Even Ye Yang could see it.
There is no clue, in fact, Ye Yang does not know anything about the battle method.
"Trapped dragon, on the defensive" Zhao Yun shouted loudly, and a group of dragon warriors shot sharp arrows one after another.
A field of arrows filled with zhenqi was seen swimming spiritually in the air.
Soon, a giant blue arrow made of energy from the arrows appeared.
The dragon condensed into form, let out a roar of rage, and just hovered above the crowd.
Ye Yang held the True Fire Sword and fell into the magic circle in a panic.
He gritted his teeth and leaned against an ancient tree, quickly regulating his chaotic blood.
In the air, Ying Zheng shouted angrily: "There are actually rebels, so let me die too!"
The soul-eating demonic sword was raised, and an extremely powerful sword came.
"Bang" The ground shook and shook, and the trapped dragon array glowed brightly.
It miraculously absorbed Ying Zheng's extremely powerful blow.
Then, Zhao Yun waved the gentian gun and shouted: "Trapped Dragon, attack!"
Suddenly, the giant green dragon flew up, opened its huge mouth and swallowed Ying Zheng.
"Ahhh" Screams continued, and Ying Zheng's majestic body struggled desperately in the dragon's mouth.
His aura was surging.
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Ying Zheng's tyrannical power and the mysterious energy of the trapped dragon array impacted and balanced each other, driving the surrounding elements to surge rapidly, and the sky and the earth changed color for a while. , lightning and thunder, even the earth could not stop shaking.
Strong winds swept across the dunes and jungles, and dark clouds rolled in.
It seemed that even the sky was moved by this battle.
The energy shock lingered for a long time.
Ye Yang closed his eyes and stood in the trapped dragon formation.
After a simple adjustment of his breath, he suppressed the surging blood.
The strong recovery power of the descendant of the Hidden Dragon Palace showed its effect, and he actually recovered within a few minutes.
He recovered about 10% to 20% of his strength, but his injuries did not improve.
His ribs were broken, and the bone-piercing pain when he wielded the True Fire Sword was excruciating.
Suddenly, Ye Yang opened his eyes.
What was not good was that Ying Zheng's death struggle was getting stronger and stronger, and the trapped dragon formation was almost unstoppable.
Sure enough, the handsome faces of a group of dragon warriors were full of solemnity.
Suddenly, more than half of the population spurted blood and fell to their knees.
After nearly five minutes of confrontation with the fourth-level powerhouse in the starry sky, they were already seriously injured. , and after everyone was injured, the trapped dragon formation immediately dissipated and could not be condensed again.
"thump" Zhao Yun knelt down on one knee, spitting blood from his mouth, his face was pale, and he whispered: "Young Master, leave quickly, we will hold this devil back, your life is very important."
Ye Yang shook his head resolutely, flew forward with his True Fire Sword, swung out his sword energy from afar, and shouted: "Old Ying Zheng, if you have the guts, come with me."
After turning back, Ye Yang must leave with Ying Zheng, otherwise the one hundred dragon warriors may be wiped out.
This is a loss that Ye Yang cannot bear.
Ying Zheng drank violently, his anger attacking his reason, and he really caught up with him.
However, after Ying Zheng was wreaked havoc in the trapped dragon formation, his strength was greatly reduced, and he was covered in blood.
He was already on his deathbed.
Obviously, he was like a dying bird.
Lion, the power of this last counterattack is enough to kill anyone.
A strong wind blew behind him, and Ye Yang knew without looking back that the undead evil spirit Ying Zheng was here again.
Turning around suddenly, the true fire sword stabbed out with life fire in it.
"Keng" Ying Zheng was shaken to the point of trembling on the spot, while Ye Yang was much bleaker.
He raised his head and took a mouthful of blood, and his whole body flew out like a cannonball.
His strength was not comparable to that of Ying Zheng, and he suffered too much under the hard shock.
Moreover, Even if Ying Zheng is seriously injured at this moment, he is still firmly above Ye Yang.
"Crack" After breaking countless trees in succession, Ye Yang fell down under the rock.
The blood stains continued from the top of the rock to the bottom.
Ye Yang fell miserably along the way.
"Woo" Secretly snoring, Ye Yang looked at the internal injuries and couldn't help but smile miserably: "Is this the end?"
In the distance, Ying Zheng shot lightning, and the Soul-Eating Demonic Sword struck Ye Yang's chest like a bolt of black lightning.
Obviously, Ying Zheng had planned to kill Ye Yang with one blow.
At this moment, the energy in the Qiankun Bag was surging.
Finally, Qin Fang took action.
A powerful light arm came out of the Qiankun Bag, and suddenly hit out the vast energy, shaking the Soul-Eating Demonic Sword from the front, and even passed through the Demonic Sword.
The palm print was on Qin Shihuang's chest But with just one palm, Qin Fang disappeared again.
His soul power was too weak, so he could only help Ye Yang with one palm.
Ying Zheng stood up slowly, his face was full of embarrassment, he raised the magic sword again, looked at Ye Yang with the power of dominating the world, and suddenly shouted: "Young man, please die."
But at this moment, the dwarf pine tree on one side suddenly shook, like a horned dragon, and suddenly wrapped around Ying Zheng's arm, making it impossible to move.
On top of the rock, a girl wearing a blue skirt floated down, holding a staff, looking at Ying Zheng calmly, and said: "You must not be a good person because of your fierce eyes."
Ying Zheng was shocked: "Who are you?"
The girl looked at Ying Zheng with clear eyes and said: "Qinglin Mountain, the bright moon
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