Boom boom boom~
The earth trembled and boulders flew.
Under the River of Heaven, the overwhelming attack was like a great ocean storm, sweeping in all directions.
Under the attack of the Sword Saint and the others, it was as if an earthquake had struck the whole town, lifting the earth half a metre high and causing layers of houses to collapse and crack.
Faced with the stormy attack of the three pillar powers of Yanxia, Tang Yun was barely able to dodge.
From a distance, she looked like a candle in the wind or a leaf in the rain.
She was only able to dodge, but had no power to fight.
After all, Tang Yun's physical condition was too poor nowadays.
It was already the limit for her to last this long under the Sword Saint's attack. Not to mention attacking back.
Boom~
Just then, Fist Emperor Mo Kucheng seized the opportunity and slammed down with a heavy punch.
Tang Yun was unable to dodge it and was struck by the Fist Emperor's shoulder.
The huge punch carried Tang Yun's body a hundred metres, smashing through countless high walls along the way before finally hitting the ground.
With a muffled grunt, Tang Yun spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, landing on the ground in crimson.
"Hmph~"
"Is this the Chu Sect Sect Master?"
"He is also known as the number one in the Heavenly Ranking, but he is no more than that."
"I have just exerted only 70% of my fist power, it's simply unbearable."
Seeing Tang Yun fall under his own fist, Mo Gucheng laughed coldly, but a touch of pride sprang up on his old face.
After all, he had personally become the number one supreme power in the Heavenly Ranking, and this proud battle record was enough for Mo Gucheng to blow for the rest of his life.
"Fist Emperor, don't be careless."
"The Lord of the Chu Sect is not as easy to deal with as you think." From afar, the War God, kindly reminded.
"Don't worry about it, I have it in my heart." Mo Kucheng coldly returned a sentence.
After that, he bent his hand into a fist and slammed it down again towards Tang Yun who was wounded on the ground.
"Tang Yun, this punch is for the 100,000 dead souls!"
With a furious roar, the power of the fist seemed like a cannonball, falling straight into the sky.
At this moment, both the Sword Saint and Tang Hao had withdrawn their attacks.
They were just standing by, watching indifferently as the Fist Emperor's strike fell.
Although they did not know what had happened to Tang Yun, they could both see that the current Lord of the Chu Sect was no longer able to deal a single blow.
Even if Mo Gucheng's strike could not kill Tang Yun, it would be enough to severely injure her.
"Tang Yun, go to hell!"
Mo Gucheng roared, his thick iron fist had already reached Tang Yun's body.
However, just when the Sword Saint and the others thought that it was impossible for Tang Yun to dodge this punch.
Who would have thought that a strange change would happen right at this moment.
They saw Tang Yun, who was originally wounded on the ground, had a momentary surge of sharpness.
A majestic might also swept out from Tang Yun's body.
Even Ye Qingtian, who was a hundred metres away from Tang Yun, had a momentary palpitation when he felt this might!
"Not good~"
"Fist Emperor, retreat!"
Ye Qingtian's face suddenly changed dramatically at that moment, and he shouted anxiously.
However, it was already too late.
The moment Ye Qingtian's words fell, a bit of cold aura, had already lit up.
Then, the sword flashed like water.
A vertical sword qi burst out from under Tang Yun.
What kind of sword technique was that.
A single sword almost split the sun, moon and stars.
The speed was so fast that it almost made it impossible to dodge and evade.
For a moment, Fist Emperor Mo Kucheng almost smelt the scent of death.
A touch of fear from his soul grew larger and larger within his pupils.
The purple sword qi was actually chopped directly at Mo Gucheng's forehead.
At the moment of life and death, the War God's attack fell in time.
A powerful palm smashed directly onto the Fist King.
It was also this palm that allowed the Fist King's body to avoid this harsh sword qi.
Stab~
The sword qi buzzed in his ears as the purple flashed by.
The Fist Emperor, who had dodged the blow, was dumbfounded in his place.
His eyebrows were dull and his legs swung unconsciously.
For a long time, the Fist Emperor did not even come back to his senses.
It was terrifying.
For the first time in all these years, he was this close to death.
The Fist King had never dreamed that Tang Yun, who was already at the end of his rope, could still explode with such a powerful attack.
Mo Gucheng had no doubt at all that if the War God had not knocked him out in time.
Whether or not he would be alive now was still an open question.
Tick~
Just as his heart was palpitating, a few drops of crimson slowly dripped down his cheek.
Mo Gucheng touched his forehead and face, and his hand was actually full of blood.
It was only at this moment that the Fist Emperor felt the burning pain on his cheek.
The sword just now, he hadn't completely dodged it after all.
The sword energy cut across his face, leaving a looming wound on the side of the Fist's face.
"Fist Emperor, is everything alright?"
At this time, the two of them, Tang Hao and Sword Saint, also hurried over and asked Mo Gucheng worriedly.
Mo Gucheng shook his head and whispered back, "Still... It's not dead yet."
The Fist King still spoke with a trembling voice, obviously the fear that Tang Yun had brought him just now hadn't completely dissipated.
"Hmm."
"It's good that it's okay."
"Next, don't act alone."
"After all, he is the Lord of the Chu Sect, even if he is wounded, he must not be underestimated."
"To be on the safe side, we should strike together."
The Sword Saint's face was grave as he spoke to the Fist Emperor in a deep voice.
The Fist Emperor nodded, this time he no longer had the arrogance and blindness he had before.
"Sword Saint, dodge~"
However, just as the Fist Emperor, Sword Saint and the others were still talking, Ye Qingtian's anxious voice once again came from behind them.
The Sword Saint and the others looked up expressively, only to see the graceful woman in front of them, who had stepped into the air at some point.
She was holding a long sword, and she was wielding it.
Under the night, the light of the sword was as bright as smoke and indistinct as clouds.
Looking from afar, the vertical sword qi was only like the scattering of starlight in the sky.
"This .... This..."
"What kind of stance is this?"
Looking at the sky of sword light in front of him, he felt that majestic abyss-like monstrous sword power.
This time, even the Sword Saint and the others were deeply shaken.
Even before the sword had fallen, that was the momentum that had shaken everyone.
Even Ye Qingtian, who was as strong as the God of War, had his eyes widened.
Tang Yun was the head of the Chu Sect and the top of the Heavenly Ranking, so it could be said that a large number of people were attracted to her.
Not only Yan Xia, but also the martial leaders of the world's countries had probably all gauged Tang Yun's strength to the bottom of their hearts.
According to the information that the Martial Hall had on Tang Yun, she was most skilled in Ice Link Power Qi and her most powerful sword skill was the Purple Haze Sword Skill.
However, the sword technique that Tang Yun had performed before him was unheard of and unseen by the Sword Saint and the others.
Moreover, the might contained within it actually made the Sword Saint and the others near despair!
"Dodge~"
"Quickly dodge~"
Seeing that Tang Yun had finished building up her momentum, the vertical sword qi turned sharply downwards.
The terrified Ye Qingtian couldn't stop shouting.
"It's too late~"
"Fist Emperor, Tang Hao, let's all strike together and combine our efforts to block it!"
By the time Sword Saint and the others heard the reminder from the War God, it was already too late to dodge.
At the urgent moment, Sword Saint, Fist Emperor and Tang Hao all stepped out in unison and combined their efforts to resist the enemy.
In the distance, the God of War also rushed towards the Sword Saint and the others like crazy, in order to help them block Tang Yun's attack together.
But Tang Yun's sword light was so fast that it could not wait for Ye Qingtian's support before it collided with the Sword Saint's and the others' attacks.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~
Sword light was like water, sword Qi was like an abyss.
The moment the two sides' attacks touched, a majestic energy swept out in all directions like a storm.
Under Tang Yun's most powerful attack, the Sword Saint's three attacks shattered in response.
"What?"
"This... How is this possible?"
The Fist Emperor was appalled, and Tang Hao was greatly shocked.
The Sword Saint's eyes were even wider, full of panic.