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Chapter 130 Chapter 127: Half Moon

Just now Lingyun used the insight technique to see that Ban Tianyue's martial arts cultivation had reached the pinnacle of a seventh-rank master.

Said that the three of them couldn't handle the three tricks of half a day, but it still saved some face for the three of them.

In fact, if the three of them joined forces, they might not even be able to catch a single move from Ban Tianyue.

Sima Chengfeng took a look at Ling Yun: "You have to be careful, the Golden Buddha of half a moon is indestructible and invulnerable to swords and swords."

Having been Ban Tianyue's adoptive son for 15 years, Sima Chengfeng naturally understands how advanced Ban Tianyue's martial arts are.

Sima Lingfeng gritted his teeth and said, "Ling Yun, I just hope you can keep him alive and let us kill him ourselves."

He didn't think that Ling Yun couldn't kill Ban Tianyue, but he was afraid that Ling Yun's attack would be too ruthless, and if he killed Ban Tianyue directly, he wouldn't be able to kill the enemy himself.

After the two brothers finished speaking, they jumped into the hundreds of Shenyue believers and started the killing mode.

"Ling Yun, do you need me to stay and help?" Shangguan Yan pulled out the Phoenix Blood Sword and stood side by side with Ling Yun, her eyes were cold, staring at Ban Tianyue.

Facing a top expert like Ban Tianyue, she couldn't help worrying about Ling Yun secretly.

Ling Yun shook his head and smiled at her: "No need. Your staying will only affect my speed of drawing the knife."

Shangguan Yanmei rolled his eyes at him, and then stepped on the snow with both legs, soaring into the sky, the crimson cloak fluttering, her delicate body fluttering like a fairy in the wind and snow, and the sword in her hand was like a rainbow, slaying towards the hundreds of Shenyue believers.

Snowflakes fell one after another, and blood splashed everywhere!
In the shadow of sword, light and sword, three figures, like dragons and phoenixes, shuttled and flashed among hundreds of Shenyue believers.

It's like the god of death is harvesting life!

Accompanied by the screams one after another, the Shenyue believers fell down one after another, blood staining the white snow.

Although the number of Shenyue believers is large, their martial arts strength is far from that of Shangguan Yan and Sima Changfeng.

At this time, I saw countless figures swarming out of the black lacquered gate of the castle like a giant beast lying on a plate, flying through the wind and snow with swords in hand.

The Shenyue Sect has almost come out in full force.

These Shenyue believers besieged the three of them like bloodthirsty hungry wolves.

Nearly a thousand Shenyue believers swarmed up like a tide, screaming and killing, and the howling of swords covered the howling of the wind and snow.

Although Brother Sima and Shangguan Yan are better than lions and tigers, it is not easy under the siege of hundreds of bloodthirsty wolves.

What's more, those deacon hall masters' martial arts are all above the innate fifth level, and some of them have even reached the innate peak level.

There were countless sounds of Jin Ming handing over, and at the same time a personal figure flew out and fell down, blood and snow were intertwined.

The wind and snow are bigger, the chill is colder, and the killing intent is stronger.

The whole world was filled with a chill.

The masked man in black robe stood tall in the wind and snow, with his sleeves drooping, as if turning a blind eye to the fallen members of the Shenyue Cult, the ancient well remained silent.

Although he was wearing a mask, his cold eyes were full of horror.

"It seems that you told Sima Changfeng's life experience?"

Ling Yun stood with his hands behind his back, raised his eyebrows and looked at the masked man in black robe, his tone was cold: "Ban Tianyue, do you think it's meaningful to ask these questions now?"

Ban Tianyue shouted coldly: "Who are you anyway?"

Ling Yun smiled: "The person who taught you a lesson."

"How dare you!"

Ban Tianyue's whole body surged with qi, her black robe swelled, and her voice seemed to come from hell: "It's your honor to die under the leadership of this leader."

He slowly raised his right palm, palm up.

The falling snowflakes all flew towards Ban Tianyue's palm at a very high speed as if being sucked by a huge suction force.

Snowflakes gather and compress, condensing into balls.

A moment later, a compressed snowball with a diameter of half a foot appeared in Ban Tianyue's palm, spinning rapidly, the icy cold air was breathtaking.

Ling Yun watched coldly with his hands behind his back, his sword eyebrows slightly raised, and his whole body began to run the Nine Suns Divine Art.

Although what was floating in Ban Tianyue's hand was just a snowball, Ling Yun knew that the hardness of this compressed snowball was comparable to an iron ball.

Suddenly, Ban Tianyue waved his palm.

The snowball compressed in the palm shot away like a cannonball.

boom!
A sonic boom sounded, and the snowball passed through a cone-shaped sonic boom cloud with a diameter of more than one meter.

The distance between the two was only a few feet, and the snowball was shot in front of Ling Yun almost in a few tens of seconds.

Ling Yun turned into a phantom and flashed to the left a zhang away.

however,
The snowball burst!

Countless snow slags were blasted out in a fan shape like broken iron.

Pupu~

Seven or eight pieces of snow slag shot at Ling Yun's body.

These snow slags are as hard as steel under the compression of half a day's true energy, and they are enough to penetrate the iron wall under such a burst.

Ban Tianyue let out a sneer and sneer.

This thunder burst is his unique skill.

It can be changed due to the environment, condensing water with true energy, condensing dust and sand, and compressing into a ball, but when it is shot in front of the opponent, it suddenly bursts and turns into countless sharp weapons, which cannot be dodged.

Even if his martial arts reached the realm of a fifth-rank master or above, he would be severely injured by his thunder burst.

Although the arrogant boy in front of him is very powerful, but his martial arts cultivation can reach the realm of a sixth-rank or higher master?
It's just a brat, there's no way this is possible!

Ban Tianyue believed that even if these snow slags couldn't penetrate Ling Yun's body, they could at least destroy him.

However, Ban Tianyue's laughter stopped abruptly.

This kid is still standing proudly in the wind and snow.

"how can that be"

Under the black robe mask, Ban Tianyue's expression could not be seen, but he could feel how shocked he was from the surprised tone!
Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, and Ling Yun is standing on a sudden rock covered with thick snow, with fluttering navy blue clothes, handsome facial features, bright starry eyes, like pines and cypresses facing the wind and proud of the snow, and like a banished fairy descending into the world.

But he secretly said in his heart: This half-day moon is really amazing!If it wasn't for my Vajra Immortality Divine Art having reached the second level, I'm afraid I would have been seriously injured just now when I was shot by the snow scum just now.

Under the double protection of the second stage of the Vajra Immortality Divine Art and the body protection of the Nine Suns Divine Art, it was only then that he ignored Ban Tianyue's thunderous explosion.

Looking up at the place where the sky-shattering cry of killing, a large number of corpses of Shenyue believers have fallen, gradually buried by the falling snowflakes.

The two brothers, Shangguan Yan and Sima Chengfeng, formed a triangle, their swords shining, resisting the wave after wave of attacks from the hundreds of Shenyue believers.

The corner of Ling Yun's mouth curled up into a slight smile, it seemed that the three of them had learned to be smart.

In this way, he is also relieved.If the three of them fought independently, they might not be able to cope with the crazy attack of thousands of members of the Shenyue Sect.

"You must be wearing soft gold silk armor!"

Ban Tianyue's cold eyes gleamed from the golden mask, her voice was low and full of absolute certainty.

He absolutely didn't believe that this young man's internal strength was so strong that he could resist his thunder burst without any damage.

This must be at least above the level of eighth-rank master, or even ninth-rank master.

(End of this chapter)