Chapter 332 Serious Injury

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"Yi Yun's hand..."

Originally, people's attention was attracted by Feng Lin, but only then did they see that Yi Yun's hand wielding the sword was already dripping with blood, the blood vessels inside were all burst, and even the bones, bones and meridians were greatly damaged.

Just cutting out a sword made Yi Yun's hand hurt so badly.

That sword move is terrifying...

"Yi Yun's hand was wounded like this. The power of that sword move is far beyond Yi Yun's control. Yi Yun's cultivation is limited, and the meridians are filled with such powerful energy, and they are torn apart..."

The warriors of Tai'a Shencheng looked at Yi Yun at this time and were extremely worried.

With such a price for a sword, can Yi Yun's hand still be used?

"Yi Yun!"

At this moment, the city master of Tai'a Shencheng stood up. He was far away from the seat of honor and looked at Yi Yun with unstinting admiration.

"You've done a good job. If you can't fight again, don't force it."

The city owner of Tai'a Shencheng didn't expect Yi Yun to really win the championship. That would be too difficult.

Now, the city master of Tai'a Shencheng knew that Yi Yun's right hand might not be able to be used anymore. At least, it was impossible for Yi Yun to cut out the terrifying sword move just now.

His arms can't take it anymore.

Without that sword move, coupled with the huge consumption of vitality, only 60% to 70% remained. Yi Yun would be very difficult to fight against the Tianjiao of the Yunlong Divine Kingdom in this state. It should be said that it was almost impossible to win.

Take a look at Yunlong Divine Kingdom, there are still thirteen people sitting on the player table at this time, especially the pale boy in black, which makes the city master of Tai'a Divine City pay attention. measure to describe.

In this situation, how could Yi Yun win?

At this moment, the black-clothed boy no longer stayed quietly in the corner, he stood up and embraced the long sword. Dark eyes looked at Yi Yun.

Yi Yun also looked at the black-clothed youth. His right hand was still trembling slightly, and blood was dripping continuously.

"it's a pity……"

at this time. The voice transmission of the youth in black rang in Yi Yun's ears,

That voice was cold and ruthless, which made people feel chills in their hearts, "I knew you had such strength, and I fought just now. I will take action myself, but now, your hand is so...you can't fight me again."

The black-clothed boy glanced at Yi Yun's hand, showing a hint of regret.

Although it is said that players are allowed to swallow medicine pills and relics in the middle of the race during the main group racing round, but because the time is very short, the effect that can be achieved is extremely limited.

Anyone with discerning eyes could see that the wound on Yi Yun's hand was because the root bone meridian was injured. Even with immediate treatment, only a small part of it can be cured in a short period of time. If he uses that sword move again, Yi Yun's hand will probably be completely destroyed!

This made the boy in black feel very sorry.

He is a martial idiot. Among his peers, he is arrogant and lonely. What he desires most is to have an evenly matched genius. To be able to fight heartily, originally, if Yi Yun could use that sword, he would have the qualifications.

Yi Yun looked at the boy in black. Silent, he had expected that this battle would be very difficult, and now it is, even worse than he imagined, it was just the second battle. He seriously injured his arm.

It was because Feng Lin was too strong that Yi Yun had no choice but to do this.

Yi Yun really couldn't use the sword that was infused with the artistic conception of the Pure Yang Sword Palace just now, at least it would not be possible to slash with the same power as before, otherwise the load on his arm would make Yi Yun unable to bear it.

"Yi Yun, don't force it!"

Seeing that Yi Yun hadn't replied, the city master of Tai'a Shencheng said again, this kind of alliance competition, when the masters make a move, it is possible to kill people. A year is not impossible, but for a genius like Yi Yun, half a year is too precious to waste.

"Thank you for your concern, I want to keep fighting."

Yi Yun's voice was calm, and when the warriors in Tai'a Shencheng heard it, their hearts were stagnant. Seeing Yi Yun's appearance at this time was really worrying.

A lot of vitality was consumed, and one hand was seriously injured, how could he continue to fight?

"Since you insist, that's fine..." The middle-aged scribe gave Yi Yun a deep look and sat down slowly.

"Haha! This Yi Yun is going to suffer for his face, even if he can't do it, he's still here to hold on!"

On the side of Yunlong Divine Kingdom, a young man wearing a brocade robe smiled disdainfully. The brocade clothing on this young man was a kind of title uniform of Yunlong Divine Kingdom. The title uniform was embroidered with flying black dragons. The title of Viscount, who can be upgraded to Viscount at this age, this young man is definitely not weak.

"You don't have to be brave at the end of a strong crossbow. Yi Yun has stopped here, his hands are crippled, and his vitality is less than 70%, so there is nothing to be afraid of!" Another Yunlong Divine Kingdom Tianjiao said.

"He could have surrendered decently, but he was ignorant and insisted on courting death on the stage. In that case, I'll go up and deal with him!"

The young man in the flying black Jiaojiao gave a savage laugh and jumped onto the Shenhuang Terrace with a knife in hand.

"This battle, I'm coming!"

The young man in black Jiao clothing pointed the long knife between Yi Yun's eyebrows, showing a provocative smile, "Yi Yun, you are very arrogant, you have fought and won consecutive battles all the way, but unfortunately, you are destined to be defeated by my Murongguang, come, let me Let me see, what skills you have left, use them all!"

Murongguang's voice was wanton, and the surrounding Tai'a Shencheng testers were burning with anger.

"What kind of thing is he! Taking advantage of people's dangers and pretending to be a big clove of garlic is extremely shameless!"

Some senior testers could not wait to rush up and chop up this Murong Guang.

"If Senior Brother Yi Yun hadn't been injured, he would not be the enemy of Senior Brother Yi Yun's unity!" There was a newcomer from Tai'a Shencheng, and her chest was heaving with anger.

However, Murongguang sneered at this, "The battle only depends on the result, what's the point of the process? What about the genius? It's not going to be planted in my hands! No matter what the reason, if you lose in my hands, you will be defeated for a lifetime. Can't be washed. Like a saint, if I do it, it's done! Hahaha!"

Murong Guang smiled, but at this moment, he suddenly froze for a moment.

He saw Yi Yun take out a jar from the space ring, he opened the lid of the jar, and it was filled with dignified and viscous liquid.

"what?"

Before Murong Guang could see clearly, Yi Yun raised his head and drank all the red liquid in the jar.

This jar contains precious blood—the precious blood of the Golden Crow Relic!

After killing the Golden Crow Relic at the Gate of Falling Star, Yi Yun put the body of the Golden Crow Relic into the space ring, and then took the blood of the Golden Crow Relic and put it into a blood pot. This was the essence of the Golden Crow Relic.

[There are only 2,000 words in each of the two chapters today, and the second chapter is before 12:30. ] (To be continued.)

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