Chapter 347： No breath at all!

Chapter 347 There is no breath at all!

The dense sword beams of the floods, like ten thousand arrows, shot at Tan Yun's back at a speed several times faster than Tan Yun's, with the power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth!

"Woooo-"

In the chaotic void 400 meters away behind Tan Yun, when the wind was blowing, a black spot of light dazzled like a star!

Immediately, the black spots bloomed suddenly, turning into a vortex with a diameter of three hundred meters!

The vortex is as black as ink, as deep as an abyss!

The jet-black force of death in the abyss vortex slowly revolved, and a tearing force like a whale swallowing the river and the moon was heard, swallowing the seven thousand swords of prehistoric swords that burst into it!

"Bang bang bang..."

With the flash of the sword shattered from the abyss of death, Nangong Yuqin, who was flying with the sword, suddenly stopped flying, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell on her pale face!

"puff……"

A mist of blood spurted out of her mouth, wisps of blood spilled out of her nose and ears, her eyes were stained red with blood, and the tears of pain blended with the blood, the blood and tears gurgling!

She stopped flying with the flying sword, teetering on the flying sword.

"Pfft..."

A mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth. At this moment, the original seven thousand swords of the wild, finally defeated the abyss of death, leaving only a hundred of them swarming towards the unavoidable Tan Yun!

Tan Yun turned around and shouted hoarsely, "The Spring of Light!"

"Push puff puff..."

As soon as Tan Yun's voice fell, hundreds of sword beams from the wild, as if seeing the blood sprayed from the sword wall, the blood mist pierced through Tan Yun's body!

"Crack clap..."

The sound of bone cracking sounded almost at the same time, and his cheeks, neck, chest, and legs were pierced!

The bones of his legs were punctured and broken, and only the muscles were connected, allowing his legs to hang on his body!

His left and right chest ribs were broken several times, pierced with blood dripping from his back.

Tan Yun's line of sight fell into darkness, and he fell into the void horribly, and slammed into the high platform!

The blood gurgling out of the dozens of blood holes all over his body gathered on the high platform, which was particularly dazzling.

Tan Yun was squirming hard in the pool of blood, very slowly and slowly. He suddenly felt so tired and wanted to rest. There is endless darkness in front of his eyes!

He bit the tip of his tongue and felt a hint of fishy sweetness. The pain from the tip of his tongue made him regain some consciousness. He panicked and wanted to stand up and continue fighting!

He gritted his teeth and propped up his body with his hands, but the bones of his legs were broken and he couldn't stand up at all!

"Bang!" Tan Yun was dying, his arms bent and his forehead slammed heavily on the high platform!

"Buzz!"

At this time, a beam of light that was ten feet thick and full of life breath vented down from the chaotic void and turned into a light curtain that was ten feet tall, covering Tan Yun!

The power of light in the light curtain is sparkling, exuding a strong breath of life!

This is the fountain of light that Tan Yun finally cast!

He knew that the abyss of death could not resist the power of Nangong Yuqin after the seventh layer of the Prehistoric Sword Art, and he was bound to suffer heavy losses. Therefore, when he was pierced by the prehistoric sword glow, he used his last life-saving trump card, the Spring of Light. !

At this moment, the spring of light shrouded Tan Yun, and on the basis of Tan Yun's own recovery speed ten times, it increased eleven times!

One hundred and ten times the recovery speed, and then retain and breed Tan Yun's gradually fading vitality!

"I'm going to stand up... I'm going to kill her... or I'll be killed by her..." Tan Yun's eyes were distracted, he used all his strength, turned his head sideways, and pressed his left face to the table.

Sadly, I no longer have the strength!

"Woo-" A weak and painful moan came from the sky, and Nangong Yuqin, who suffered backlash, fell from the flying sword with blood, and fell heavily three feet away from Tan Yun's side.

She landed on her cheeks, closed her **** eyes, and the blood flowed out of her teeth, causing her head to be in a pool of blood.

Her pale face showed extreme pain, and she was wearing a long pink dress, like an angel who fell into the world and was about to die.

Beautiful, poignant!

The next moment, her face became calm, and there was no breath!

But at this moment, Tan Yun didn't smile!

Not a single smile!

His eyes that are about to collapse, staring at Nangong Yuqin's face, that kind of deja vu feeling, like a tide of sadness, engulfed him, engulfed him!

His heart is shaking, and his body is shaking!

An inexplicable fear instantly filled his heart, and his heart was twisted like a knife. For some reason, he was afraid of losing the unfamiliar and familiar enemy in front of him!

Sadness made him cry, he cried, and cried in confusion!

"You don't want to die... You don't want to die..." Tan Yun choked up and stretched out his **** right hand tremblingly, wanting to pull Nangong Yuqin beside him and into the Spring of Light to regain his life, but he stretched out his **** right hand. The shot is still a foot away from Nangong Yuqin!

Tan Yun wanted to struggle to get up, but his body couldn't move!

"You don't want to die... Please wake up and tell me... Why do I feel sad when I see you, sad when I see you..." Tan Yun was like a child who lost his way and couldn't find his home. For the first time, he wailed cry!

He was gasping for breath, and it was hard to breathe!

Suddenly, he thought of something, disregarding his own safety, and disarmed the Hongmeng Tu Divine Sword Formation. Immediately, the Spring of Light disappeared!

He would rather give up the treatment of the Spring of Light for him, and let Nangong Yuqin get treatment after being discovered as soon as possible!

When Tan Yun and Nangong Yuqin appeared on the high platform appallingly in everyone's sight, Zhuge Yu called out a sad cry, "Qin'er!"

"Saint... woo woo..."

At this moment, the 200 disciples of Divine Soul Immortal Palace thought that Nangong Yuqin would kill Tan Yun unscathed, but when they saw Nangong Yuqin lying silently in a pool of blood, they were shocked and sad!

"Tan Yun..."

Zhongwu Shiyao screamed like a cuckoo, and she rushed to the high platform like a madman. Before she could appear in front of Tan Yun, Tantai Xuanzhong's figure flashed, blocking Zhong Wushiyao, and said loudly: "Don't wait for her to appear in front of Tan Yun. Touch him, he is too hurt to touch him!"

"Wuwu...Sect Master, please save him quickly..." Zhong Wu Shiyao knelt in front of Tantai Xuanzhong and kept kowtowing, blood dripping on her forehead!

"Sister, don't worry, the sect master is a holy alchemist, he can definitely save Tan Yun!" Tang Xinying flashed and quickly helped Zhong Wu Shiyao up.

"Sister..." Zhong Wu Shiyao cried helplessly and fell into Tang Xinying's arms, "Sister... I really can't lose him... I really can't..."

"Don't worry, his jiren has a natural appearance, he will be fine..." When Tang Xinying comforted Zhong Wu Shiyao, Gongsun Ruoxi looked at Tan Yun who was so angry that she felt a tingling in her heart!

And Huangfu Shengzong's Danmai disciples and Medicine Garden disciples all had rosy eyes!