The sky gradually darkened, and the black clouds seemed to hit the top of the two of them. Above the clouds, roaring and howling the wind.

This is the prelude to the arrival of a storm. The dark sky makes the atmosphere between the two more tense.

Ye Lin stared at Ying Qiran, but could not see through his cultivation at all.

Just as I thought, even he couldn't see through this person's cultivation level, there was a great possibility: his cultivation level was above him.

He dared not be careless.

Ying Qiran seemed calm and even as if he was sure to win. He was very confident that he would be able to take Ye Lin. With a "swoosh", Ye Lin drew his sword.

With the wind, the cold light on the sword became even brighter. The sword energy of the Yilong Sword set off a small hurricane and rushed towards Ying Qiran with a fierce roar. It was the second style of the Yilong Sword Technique - Jingfeng Sword.

Ye Lin will never underestimate his opponent, and naturally he will not test it. Therefore, with one move, he will be the Jingfeng Sword with 70% power.

Ying Qiran still looked indifferent. He waved his hand, and golden light flashed from his folding fan, and easily took the Jingfeng Sword. Ye Lin's face became more and more serious. The Jingfeng Sword is powerful and can be regarded as a powerful move. Although he has reservations and has not used all his strength, he is definitely not a mercy.

Ye Lin said: "You are really amazing and worth my all-out effort."

Ying Qiran smiled faintly and said, "King Yu, you are no match for me. It would be better to hand over the Star Flow Tower earlier, so as not to expose the corpse in the wilderness and end up with no one taking it away."

"Don't think about it!" Ye Lin's face darkened, and the surrounding area was under low pressure. He snorted coldly and continued to make moves.

The tip of the Yilong Sword seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, driving the airflow with the cold wind. Holding the sword rushed towards Ying Qiran, as if he would hit it with one blow.

Ying Qiran had already restrained his indifferent attitude at this time, and his face turned right, and he used a folding fan to block Ye Lin's Qingshuang Sword.

Although he successfully blocked it, he was still repelled a few steps. After being hit by some wind breath, he even vomited a mouthful of blood!

Obviously, although Ying Qiran took the first move of Jingfeng Sword, he was not without consumption, but he hid it well.

Otherwise, how could it hurt him if the first move of the Yilong Sword Technique is even less powerful than the second move of the Jingfeng Sword?

At this time, Ying Qiran no longer had the same calmness as before. Anger surged in his eyes, and a handsome face was covered with frost. It seemed that he had underestimated the King of Yu.

Even if you are a genius, others should not be underestimated.

Now he just wants to tear Ye Lin from the opposite side!

Ye Lin also did not give him the chance, so he quickly used the Liufeng Technique to bless his spiritual power and speed. He also used a move that he had never used before, the third move of Yilong Sword Technique: Breaking the Sky Slash!

The name of Breaking the Sky is taken from Breaking the Void.

This move is silent and extremely fast, cutting off the air, as if the space was also cut.

When Ying Qiran reacted, it was too late. Breaking the air and killing Ying Qiran. He directly injured him!

Ying Xuran was extremely angry. When was he beaten so embarrassed that he almost lost all his demeanor?

The dignified son of the Holy Sect, the grandson of the first red-clothed priest, and the candidate for the next pope. He is even at a young age and is already at the second level and ninth level, and is invincible in the world below the third level. It is no exaggeration to say that he is the strongest person in the younger generation.

He said hatefully: "King Yu, you really angered me! Don't want to walk out of here alive today!"

In an instant, darkness filled the world, and Ying Xuran's body suddenly began to flash, shining like stars.

Ying Qiran was bathed in the warm golden light, and the blood stain on his body was gradually washed away. His wound quickly stopped bleeding and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye!

This is the holy healing technique of the first red-clothed priest under the Pope!

No matter how much injury you suffer, you only need to absorb spiritual energy and activate sacred power to heal all the scars on your body.

This is the power of their lineage!

Ye Lin widened his eyes in shock. What kind of ability is this?

"You actually have such a powerful self-healing ability. Who are you?" In Ye Lin's perception, such ability is really rare.

Ye Lin was shocked. His recovery ability was too strong. Even if he attacked with all his strength, even if he exerted the desired effect, he would be cured instantly.

Ying Xuran slowly stood up, his body as spotless as before. Only the cracked clothes proved that Ye Lin's previous efforts were useless.

"Suffer to die!"

Ying Qiran no longer hides his cultivation level, and the aura of the second-level ninth-level Great Perfection exploded, giving Ye Lin a great pressure.

He returned to his previous calm, but he added a sense of holyness. Looking at Ye Lin, he seemed to be staring at the ants at the bottom.

He slowly raised his hand and said word by word: "Light! Bright! Holy! Flame!"

A flameless fire suddenly appeared on Ye Lin's body, and the flames suddenly became light and dark, shining like holy light. Ye Lin used all his strength to activate the wind-attribute spiritual power, but he could not extinguish the flameless fire.

This uses the ability of high-level light attributes to drive other attributes to help attack.

Ye Lin endured the burning pain and spoke with difficulty: "The power of light... you actually have this rare high-level attribute!"

Light and darkness are both high-level attributes that surpass other attributes. The light attributes are in one place.

As Ye Lin knew, only the elf princess Murphy and Le Yu had such unique talents.

The rare light attribute, the mysterious organization... Ye Lin suddenly remembered that he had seen such a person in the monster plain a long time ago. He rushed to conquer the ghost's life and claimed to take it back for the service. He also used the power of light.

What is the other party’s identity? The answer is about to come out.

They were too low-key before, and Ye Lin never thought of this organization. At this moment, what else did he not understand?

"The Holy See of Light!"

Ying Fu was stunned and silenced for a moment before slowly saying: "King Yu is really knowledgeable and knows our Holy See."

In recent years, he rarely took human lives, which can be considered gentle and simplistic. It is also because King Yu is not open to his eyes and insists on going against the Holy See. Then don’t blame him for being ruthless.

"King Yu, you are the one who has really made me take serious action over the years. It is your honor to die under my holy flame."

While speaking, Ying Qiran increased the output of spiritual power!

Ye Lin was burned by the Holy Flame, and the burning pain was heart-wrenching. Moreover, countless minor traumas appeared on his body.

Blood gushed out of the wound, almost dyeing him a bloody man, which was extremely terrifying at first glance!

Ying Qiran acted really, and it was Ye Lin's turn to be defeated in a mess.

The situation took a sharp turn, and Ye Lin lost a lot of blood and was seriously injured. Ying Qiran instantly reversed the decline and gained the upper hand with such powerful self-protection methods as Shengyu Skill.
Chapter completed!