The three Sword Saints had never dreamed that their combined attacking power would not be able to block Tang Yun's single sword strike.
"Not good!"
"Retreat, retreat quickly~"
After a brief moment of panic, the Sword Saint was instantly alarmed when he saw the sword light that was not diminishing in its remaining momentum, and he hurriedly shouted.
However, how fast was Tang Yun's attack?
As soon as he saw the flash of the sword light, the harsh sword qi had already severely cut into the bodies of the three Sword Saints.
The cold aura surged, and the sword intent was all over the place.
They did not even give the three Sword Saints the chance to retreat.
As far as I could see, the three seals of the Martial God Hall were instantly swept away by Tang Yun's majestic sword qi.
It was as if a fierce wind had swept up the falling leaves.
The bodies of Tang Hao, the Fist Emperor and the Sword Saint flew up in response to the sound, before viciously smashing to the ground.
Pfft~
Sword Qi entered their bodies and their Qi and blood rolled over.
A trail of crimson then slowly trickled down from the corners of the Sword Saints' mouths.
One sword, defeating three people!
The might of the Chu Sect's Sect Master was unquestionably revealed at this moment.
The Fist Emperor and the others, who were wounded on the ground, were completely frozen, looking at the magnificent woman in front of them with eyes full of horror.
"This... What kind of sword technique is this?"
"The attack, it's actually... How could it be so powerful?"
The Fist Emperor was truly stunned.
If he had been injured by Tang Yun before, he could still blame it on carelessness and gullibility.
But now, the three of them had joined forces, yet they still couldn't block Tang Yun's sword technique.
This could only mean that the gap in strength between them was too great.
"As expected of Tang Yun, a heavily injured body, yet still able to defeat three with one."
"If he were at his full strength, how strong should he be?"
Tang Hao got up from the ground, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth as he lamented in a low voice.
A great sense of powerlessness was born in his heart at this moment.
However, just as the three of them were appalled, a cold voice, like the chanting of the God of Death, resounded quietly in the night void ahead.
"How much hate there is in heaven and earth, the lonely voice in the night cannot cry for long!"
"Cloud Smoke Sword Skill, Second Sword, Ice Heart!"
Whoosh~
The sword was like a rainbow, cold as ice.
At the moment Tang Yun struck his sword, the Sword Saint and the others only felt that the heaven and earth before them, all disappeared.
The sun, moon, and stars were all lost in colour.
The only thing that remained in Tang Hao's eyes was Tang Yun's cold, ice-like sword Qi.
I don't know why, but when they saw Tang Yun's sword, the three Sword Saints felt that they had been strangled by death.
Yes, under Tang Yun's sword, they actually felt the threat of death.
One could only imagine how powerful Tang Yun's sword was.
An unprecedented fear swept out from the depths of the Sword Saint's heart like a tidal wave.
Was this the majesty of a Chu Sect powerhouse?
Was this the might of the number one on the Heavenly Ranking?
Before this, the Sword Saints had never imagined that there would be such a huge gap between themselves and the top powerhouse of the world's martial dao.
Could it be that their three great pillar powerhouses were really going to fall under Tang Yun's sword?
Tang Hao and the others were almost desperate.
They also wanted to avoid it, but the Sword Sage knew very well that with their speed, they simply could not be faster than Tang Yun's sword power.
What's more, they had just suffered a heavy blow from Tang Yun, and were already at an awkward stage where their old strength had just been exhausted and new strength had not yet been created.
They could only watch in horror as the sword qi under Tang Yun's hand suddenly cut out.
"Tang Yun, you dare!"
The War God, who was far away, had naturally noticed the crisis of the Sword Saint and the others long ago.
He roared in anger as he frantically rushed over to save the day.
At the same time, Ye Qingtian also exerted all his might.
The attacks were like rivers rushing towards Tang Yun's direction.
All he wanted to do was to do his best to weaken Tang Yun's sword qi attack.
However, when Tang Yun's second sword was about to come down, who would have thought that the body of the stunning silhouette under the night would tremble quietly.
And then, a mouthful of crimson poured out.
Under the night, how distinctive was that blinding blood?
It was like a flower on the other side of the river opening up in the depths of darkness.
As for Tang Yun herself, she looked like a lotus flower that had lost its water, and her pretty face paled at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Her entire breath also became instantly depressed.
Tang Yun was too weak after all, those two swords just now had nearly drained all the strength from her body.
Now, she had overdrawn her body again and was ready to perform the Cloud Smoke Sword Skill's second stance.
But how could her frail body withstand such continuous and tremendous exertion.
In the end, Tang Yun's supreme sword still failed to cut down.
However, Tang Yun's attack was not executed, but the War God's attack was already in front of her.
Under such circumstances, it was naturally impossible for Tang Yun to dodge, and her frail and delicate body resisted all of Ye Qingtian's attacks just like that.
Poof~
The long skirt was stained with blood, and the beautiful woman was in mourning.
The once unbeatable Lord of the Chu Clan fell from the sky, splashing the sky with dust.
"Phew~"
"Got... Got to be saved."
Seeing Tang Yun being severely injured by the War God, Mo Gucheng, the Fist Emperor, who was already desperate, let out a long sigh of relief.
The two of them, Sword Saint and Tang Hao, had their hearts hanging in the air as well.
On their old faces, they were in a state of shock.
The back of their spines were covered in cold sweat.
Although the Sword Saint did not want to admit it, they had to say that if Tang Yun's sword had been used just now, the three of them would have lost their skin, even if they did not die.
The Sword Saint had started his career with sword techniques, and no one could feel more strongly than he did the power of the sword technique Tang Yun had executed.
When he faced Tang Yun, it was like a river, facing an abyssal sea.
"Old Ye, don't stand still."
"Hurry up and help me up!"
"Mudd, worthy of being the Chu Sect Sect Master, it's terrifying."
Behind him, came the sound of Tang Hao's cursing and swearing.
At this moment, Ye Qingtian, looking at Tang Yun who had collapsed on the ground, although some of his eyes showed intolerance, he finally left her alone and turned his head to check on Tang Hao and his men's injuries.
"Sword Saint, is everything alright?" Ye Qingtian asked in a deep voice.
The Sword Saint waved his hand, his face a little white: "Slightly injured, but it doesn't matter much."
"The most important thing at the moment is to hurry up and think of what to do with Tang Yun."
As he spoke, the Sword Saint and the others' gazes all looked in Tang Yun's direction.
Today, this Lord of the Chu Sect, having first overdrawn his body and then being severely injured by Ye Qingtian, could be said to be injured on top of his injuries.
His breath was depleted and he no longer looked like he was any longer a threat.
"What else do you want?"
"Just kill it!"
"There's nothing to be polite about."
Fist Emperor Mo Kucheng was already an impetuous person, not to mention that he had almost died under Tang Yun's sword just now, so he had been holding his anger in his heart for a long time.
"Fist King, don't be impetuous."
"She is the Chu Sect Sect Master after all, the matter is very important."
"It's better not to take it lightly and take her life." War God Ye Qingtian advised from the side.
"Can we be blamed for this?"
"She was the one who first provoked our Yanxia Martial Way."
"One hundred thousand lives, all buried at its hands."
"And just now, if you hadn't stepped in in time, I and the Sword Saint and the others would have fallen under her sword."
"She was the one who provoked it in the first place, so why should we have any more scruples?"
"None of you will stop me today, I'll waste her right here."
"For the sake of the world's martial arts, let's get rid of this female devil!"
As the words fell, the Fist Emperor immediately smashed out several fists, and even if Ye Qingtian wanted to stop him, he could not do so.
Bang Bang Bang~
With a low boom, Tang Yun, who was already wounded, was once again smashed away by the Fist Emperor.
Her bloodied body was like a leaf in the wind, flying a hundred metres away.
Pfft!
Another mouthful of crimson blood spat out from her mouth.
Her formerly graceful and elegant face was now only pale and haggard.
Who would have thought that the once unbeatable Lord of the Chu Clan would one day fall to this level!