Boom boom boom~

The earth trembled and boulders flew away.

Under the Tianhe River, the overwhelming attack was like an ocean storm, sweeping across all directions.

Under the offensive of Juggernaut and others, the whole town seemed as if an earthquake had occurred. Half a meter of soil was lifted up, and the layers of houses collapsed and collapsed.

Faced with the fierce storm-like offensive from the three pillar nations in Yanxia, ​​Tang Yun barely dodged.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a candle flame in the wind or a fallen leaf in the rain.

He only has the ability to dodge, but has no ability to parry.

After all, Tang Yun's current physical condition is too bad.

Being able to hold on for so long under the offensive of the three sword masters is already the limit. Let alone fight back.

Bang~

At this moment, the boxing king Mo Gucheng seized the opportunity and struck down with a heavy punch.

Tang Yun couldn't avoid it and was hit hard on the shoulder by the King of Fighters.

The huge fist force wrapped around Tang Yun's delicate body and flew a hundred meters, smashing countless high and thick walls along the way, and finally fell to the ground.

With a muffled groan, Tang Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, which fell red all over the ground.

"Hmph~"

"Is this the leader of the Truman clan?"

"It is also known as the number one in the sky, but it is nothing more than that."

"I just punched only 70% of the strength, I was simply vulnerable."

Seeing Tang Yun fall under his fist, Mo Gucheng sneered, but a look of pride appeared on his old face.

After all, he had personally become the most powerful man at the top of the Heavenly Ranking. This impressive record was enough to make Mo Gucheng proud for a lifetime.

"King of Fighters, don't be careless."

"The Lord of Truman is not as easy to deal with as you think." The God of War in the distance reminded him kindly.

"Don't worry, I know it well." Mo Gucheng replied coldly.

Then, he bent his hand into a fist and punched Tang Yun, who was injured on the ground, again.

"Tang Yun, this punch is for the hundreds of thousands of heroic souls who died!"

Amidst the roar, the torrential fist force was like a cannonball, falling straight into the sky.

At this time, the Sword Master and Tang Hao had already stopped their attacks.

He just stood aside and watched indifferently as the King of Fighters' blow fell.

Although they didn't know what happened to Tang Yun, they could all see that the current leader of the Trumen was already vulnerable.

Mo Gucheng's blow, even if it couldn't kill Tang Yun, was enough to severely damage her.

"Tang Yun, go to hell!"

Mo Gucheng roared, and his thick iron fist reached in front of Tang Yun.

However, just when the Sword Master and others thought that Tang Yun's punch would be impossible to avoid.

Who would have thought that a change would happen at this moment.

I saw Tang Yun, who was originally wounded on the ground, suddenly became more powerful.

A majestic power also swept out of Tang Yun.

Even Ye Qingtian, who was a hundred meters away, felt his heart palpitate for a moment after feeling this power!

"Not good~"

"King of Fighters, retreat!"

Ye Qingtian's expression suddenly changed and he shouted anxiously.

But, it's too late.

The moment Ye Qingtian finished speaking, a cold glow lit up.

Then, the sword was as beautiful as water.

A vertical and horizontal sword energy burst out from Tang Yun's hand.

What kind of swordsmanship is that.

One sword almost split the sun, moon and stars.

The speed is so fast that it is almost impossible to hide or avoid.

For a moment, King of Fighters Mo Gucheng almost smelled the breath of death.

A touch of fear from his soul grew bigger and bigger in his pupils.

The purple sword energy struck directly at Mo Gucheng's forehead.

At the critical moment of life and death, the God of War's attack fell in time.

A powerful and heavy palm hit the King of Fighters directly.

It was this palm that allowed the King of Fighters' body to avoid this sharp sword energy.

Stab~

Zihua flashed past, and sword energy buzzed in his ears.

The King of Fighters, who had escaped the disaster, was stunned on the spot.

His eyebrows were dull and his legs were swaying unconsciously.

For a long time, the King of Fighters didn't come back to his senses.

It's terrible.

This was the first time in so many years that he was so close to death.

The King of Fighters never imagined that Tang Yun, who was at the end of her strength, could actually unleash such a powerful attack.

Mo Gucheng had no doubt that if the God of War didn't fight him out in time.

It is still unknown whether he can survive now.

Tick ​​tock~

Just when Mo Gucheng was still feeling frightened, a few drops of bright red slowly dripped down his cheeks.

Mo Gucheng touched his forehead, and his hands were filled with blood.

It was only at this moment that the King of Fighters felt the burning pain on his cheek.

After all, he didn't completely dodge the sword strike just now.

The sword energy crossed his face, leaving a huge wound on the side of the King of Fighters' face.

"King of Fighters, are you okay?"

At this time, Tang Hao and Sword Master also rushed over and asked Mo Gucheng worriedly.

Mo Gucheng shook his head and replied in a low voice: "Not yet... I can't die yet."

The King of Fighters was still speaking with a vibrato, and it was obvious that the fear that Tang Yun had brought to him just now had not completely dissipated.

"Um."

"It's okay."

"Next, don't act alone."

"After all, he is the leader of the Truman Family. Even if he is injured, he must not be underestimated."

"To be on the safe side, we'd better take action together."

The Sword Master's face was solemn and he spoke to the King of Fighters in a deep voice.

The King of Fighters nodded. This time, he no longer had the arrogance and blindness he had before.

"Sword Master, get out of the way~"

However, while the King of Fighters, Sword Master and others were still talking, Ye Qingtian's anxious voice came from behind again.

The Sword Master and others suddenly raised their heads and saw the graceful woman in front of them, who had not known when to step up into the air.

She held a long sword and swung it at Fang Qiu.

Under the night, the sword lights brought up were as bright as smoke and as misty as clouds.

Looking from a distance, the vertical and horizontal sword energy looks like stars scattered all over the sky.

"This... this..."

"What's this move?"
To be continued...