153 Yin and Yang 5yr

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Wen Leyang wanted to punch himself in the mouth. After hearing his summons, not only had the Kunlun Sect's divine swords not stopped the Yin Army, it had run away instead. Actually, this had nothing to do with him. The Little supreme leader Liu Zheng had been badly injured and was utterly exhausted. His mind sense was a mess after he had fainted and he could no longer control the divine swords. Without his guidance, the Kunlun divine swords automatically returned to their home in the Kunlun Mountains.
 
The sinister wind was turning into a hurricane. The Yin Army finally surged before them like the raging sea.
 
Without its master's activation, the Metal Poison Stream was a scattered mess and could do nothing to stop the Yin Army! Wen Leyang smiled bitterly just as the Yin Army’s soldiers poured towards him. He did not think that after successfully evading the Ning Jiao's attack, he could not even shake off the Yin Army's pursuit. What he had not expected the most was he would die