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The two were largely different, but the difference was Yan Yun. The current him was no longer as weak as he was before, but instead, stepped into the ranks of Middle Spirit Level, allowing him to have a large amount of fighting strength.

Only with all these could he barely withstand the storm's attack, but it was only temporary. Yan Yun could only barely endure it, and after a long period of time, he would definitely be completely torn apart, and it wouldn't be long before that happened. In just a short while of entering the storm, Yan Yun had already revealed signs of being unable to endure it.

This time, Yan Yun's luck was not good. The prehistoric gene and the bloodline power in his body were not activated, these two types of power were both very strong, but they were both unreliable. They were like an arrogant king who would only act when he was in a good mood.

At this moment, it was clear that they were not in a good mood.

was a little angry, but he could do nothing about it. He focused his mind and activated his secret technique, summoning the Morrow's Seven Killing Steps. Yan Yun wanted to use this chance to break out, but he had tried it a few times, the tornado cage was too sturdy, he was unable to break out.

"Boy, this is the price that you should pay for your arrogance. All of your struggles will be useless." In the center of the eye of the storm, Ling Jiu's cold laughter came over.

Yan Yun did not pay attention to this fellow. He did not have the intention to give up and continuously tried to break through.

The only way out was to perfectly use the Morrow's Seven Killing Steps, and only then would he be able to break through.

However, that probability was too small. A one in ten thousand chance of that happening was equivalent to having no hope at all.

In the outside world, when Jing Ruo saw Yan Yun's scene, anxiety and worry appeared in her eyes that were as beautiful as black gems.

With a wail, Jing Ruo spat out a large mouthful of blood from her small mouth, which dyed her lips red.

Within her body, it was as if a shackle had been broken. A crisp 'kacha' sound rang out, and at the same time, the power that belonged to her also returned.

Once again gaining the initiative to attack, Jing Ruo coldly looked at Yi Yun, causing Yi Yun to reveal an astonished look, following that, she saw Jing Ruo's figure disappearing, in the next moment, a ripple appeared on the edge of the tornado, Jing Ruo had already barged in.

"Jing Ruo, you …" Yan Yun, who was trying to use the Morrow's Seven Killing Steps, looked at him in shock when she saw that Jing Ruo had arrived.

"Let me help you." Jing Ruo gave a light smile, but the warmth in her eyes was thick.

From a certain point of view, Jing Ruo and Mei Ying were very similar.

"I can." Yan Yun said.

"I want to help you." Jing Ruo said.

"I really can, you have to trust your man, oh... "No, you should trust your friend, or not. You should trust your male friend …" Yan Yun said.

"What a troublesome title." Jing Ruo said.

"Ga Ga!" Kid, flirting and swearing is very satisfying! How about I help you? "

As the two of them were chatting, Ling Jiu's laughter came from within the storm. Although he was laughing, his voice was exceptionally ice-cold.

"I'll give you a big gift that I've prepared for you for a long time."

Right after he finished speaking, Yan Yun realized that something was wrong. Right at that moment, he felt his entire body turn ice-cold, and raising his head to look, he saw that in the storm above him, a gigantic palm image that was completely condensed from strong wind was flying down.

Looking at the palm shadows, people could not help but think of the Tathagata Divine Palm from the movie "Kung Fu". However, one of them was very sacred while the other was filled with a vicious aura.

Before the palm had descended, Yan Yun already felt a huge pressure, as though there was a mountain on his shoulder. His body was almost unable to withstand the pressure and he had the urge to kneel down.