Chapter 242 A bloody battle

The cracked formation finally shattered.

The eighteen formations were created by Wangxian Tower. The other party knew how to break them, so how could they stop them.

"Yan Qingyun, if I give you one more chance at the end, do you want to capture him with bare hands?" The elder of Wangxianlou looked directly at Yan Qingyun, his voice as cold as ice.

"Dayan, I will never be a slave."

Yan Qingyun strolled out, the aura on his body blooming directly. If he wanted to capture him with bare hands, how could he resist a few days ago.

"He is stubborn and restless. Take him down and wash Dayan with blood."

The elder of Wangxian Tower waved his sleeves and immediately turned around to return to the warship. Just leave Dayan to the Three Kingdoms.

"I'll fight!"

A prince from the Great Zhou Dynasty stepped forward. He was in the third level of immortal martial arts, carrying a terrifying light of destruction, and rushed towards Yan Qingyun, aiming straight for the opponent's throat.

Yan Qingyun releases the celestial phenomena, and the terrible light of destruction is also contained in it. I don't know how terrible it is.

"Anyone who offends our country will be punished!"

A cold and solemn voice came from Yan Qingyun's mouth. Immediately, he stretched out his palm, and the Yanhuang Jue exploded instantly. His arm soared thousands of feet, and everything it passed was annihilated. No one could stop it.

The killing attack of the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty was like a bubble, fragile and destroyed immediately. He held it tightly with his palm slightly.

 "No..."

The prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty was instantly frightened, but Yan Qingyun showed no mercy. He clenched his palms tightly, and the aura of destruction swept across all directions, directly crushing the prince into pieces, leaving nothing behind.

"How is it possible that your fighting power is so powerful!"

Zhou Changfa's pupils shrank suddenly.

He knows best the combat power of the prince who takes action. Looking at the whole Zhou Dynasty, he is enough to rank in the top five. Even if he wants to shock, it will take a lot of effort, and he will never be so casual.

Emperor Chu and Qin Xianluo both frowned.

Perhaps, they underestimated Yan Qingyun.

"No wonder Ye Yu Sword died tragically in your hands. Your fighting power is indeed terrifying."

An elder from Wangxian Tower spoke up and said in a cold voice: "Capture him alive. I will make him a slave and keep him a slave forever."

"Haha, if you want to be my emperor's slave, you, Wangxian Tower, are not qualified."

Yan Qingyun laughed loudly, and then strolled out. The turbulent sky filled the air, overwhelming the space. He looked around at the many immortal warriors and said proudly:

"I, Yan Qingyun, am not afraid of a battle. If I want to capture this emperor, I just send my horse over here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hands, surged again, and was the first to attack.

"Yan Qingyun, don't be arrogant!"

Zhou Changfa's palms trembled, and the monstrous sword light covered the sky and the sun. In that space, the sword domain was exhausted, and it was terrifyingly sharp.

Emperor Chu, Qin Xianluo, and many immortal warriors from the Three Kingdoms roared one after another, and the endless bright celestial phenomena attacked, and the blue clouds that covered the sky and the sun surged towards Yan.

The giant palm of Yanhuang Jue endured endless killing attacks, but was finally unable to withstand it and finally shattered.

However, Yan Qingyun had no intention of retreating, and his arms surged again, ignoring many killing attacks, and directly captured several immortal warriors.

Explosions resounded crazily, and Yan Qingyun was shaken and vomited blood, but his expression was crazy. His arms were soaring, spreading crazily, and indestructible, as if he could pick up the moon from the sky, and hold onto several immortal warriors in an instant.

Yan Qingyun roared furiously, and the world seemed to be swallowed up under that palm. Several explosions were heard, and several immortal warriors exploded directly. The fly ash was annihilated and turned into dust and dissipated.

This scene made all the immortals and warriors of the Three Kingdoms change their expressions.

No one expected that Yan Qingyun could be so strong and seemingly invincible. Under the attack of dozens of immortal warriors, he could kill several people instantly, almost invincible.

"Work together to kill!"

Zhou Chang roared angrily, and Emperor Chu, Qin Xianluo and others were also extremely angry.

The three ancient kingdoms are all more powerful than Dayan. If they join forces here, if they cannot win even one Yan Qingyun, they will be extremely embarrassed.

Dozens of immortal warriors surrounded Yan Qingyun, releasing stars and celestial phenomena. Endless and terrifying streams of light, carrying the aura of destruction, fell down like a cage, trapping Yan Qingyun.

"Break it for me!"

Yan Qingyun roared angrily, and his arms surged, tearing the cage apart. However, the endless killing force rolled down, seemingly endless, and swallowed them all towards Yan Qingyun.

Every force was extremely terrifying, covering the sky and making the sky tremble and shatter.

A loud noise shook the sky, and two more immortal warriors were forcefully suppressed by Yan Qingyun. However, Yan Qingyun was also continuously injured, opening his mouth to vomit blood, and his clothes were dyed red with blood, looking miserable.

Hundreds of millions of people looked at such a miserable battle and were all worried.

Yan Qingyun is strong, but facing dozens of immortal warriors, how many can he kill? What's more, the elder of Wangxian Tower has not taken action yet, how can he compete with them?

"Your Majesty!"

Chiji and other Yanyun troops had ferocious faces, and they tried to show up to fight, but were forcibly suppressed by Zhao Huaiyun.

"Your Majesty sacrificed his life to fight, how could we show up and seek death?"

"We are not afraid of death!" Chiji and the others whispered ferociously.

"No one fears death, but sacrifice cannot be in vain. Mr. Ye Wuji needs time and must keep hope. Do you want to disobey His Majesty's will?" Zhao Huaiyun gritted his teeth and suppressed the fighting spirit in his heart.

Chiji and others clenched their fists, but in the end they still did not show up.

"A bunch of trash!"

In the sky, the elder of Wangxian Tower spoke angrily.

Dozens of immortal warriors, as well as the Lords of the Three Kingdoms, fought together, but they failed to capture Yan Qingyun. Instead, several immortal warriors fell. What is it if it is not trash?

Zhou Changfa and others were trembling, but had no words to refute.

They thought that such a camp was extremely cautious, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be so tragic. They all underestimated Yan Qingyun.

"Yan Qingyun, I think it is not easy for you to practice cultivation. I will make an exception and give you another chance. Otherwise, everyone in Great Yan will die because of you." An immortal warrior from Wangxian Tower strolled out, and a storm suddenly appeared, as if the whole area Heaven and earth were swept by hurricanes.

In that storm, the air flow flickered with endless sharpness, as if it could split the heaven and earth, envelop everyone, and sweep towards Yan Qingyun.

"If you want to kill me, just come and fight." Yan Qingyun strolled, and the world trembled with every step he took, but many immortal warriors surrounded him layer by layer, not giving him a chance to break through and escape.

"Seeking death!"

The elder of Wangxian Tower showed no mercy, and the hurricane star completely fell.

Yan Qingyun laughed wildly, stretched out both palms, and the star figure evolved. The second level of Yanhuang Jue appeared out of thin air, as if it evolved into a star. With one blow, the elder of Wangxianlou failed to gain the advantage.

Yan Qingyun's tyranny exceeds everyone's expectations. If he fights alone, the Lord of the Three Kingdoms and even the elder of Wangxian Tower may not be able to defeat him.

However, there are too many powerful enemies.

The moment the elder of Wangxian Tower took action, Zhou Changfa and others also took action. The terrifying killing blows repeatedly hit Yan Qingyun, causing him to retreat continuously and vomit blood.

"Your Majesty!"

Zhao Huaiyun and others clenched their fists, their nails were already digging into their flesh, and blood was dripping from them.

Hundreds of millions of people were silent, watching the battlefield quietly.

Looking at Yan Qingyun who was fighting bloody battles and refused to surrender.

Dayan Emperor's robe has been dyed red with blood, but Yan Qingyun's figure is still as straight as ever, like an eternal rock, eternal and unyielding.

Tragic yet proud, it moved hundreds of millions of people.