Chapter 327

From Wu Jing blood to this moment, there is no rest.

Almost at the moment when he started to fight, the cold sword light killed him completely. His whole body was bloody and bloody, making the whole space bloody and ferocious.

Lin Tianchong's eyes were frozen. Then, in front of him, a sword of fire appeared. The fire was like water, covering the void. The fire burned everything, and a sword broke through the sky, making heaven and earth roar.

"Broken!"

Arm thunder roared, swept across, like a mountain from the sky, shaking the sword of fire.

However, as soon as he made a move, a cold wind swept through his back.

In the next moment --

the cold sword light reappeared, like a fierce ghost with teeth and claws. The sword was fierce and cut off Lin Tianchong's right arm of thunder!

Emptiness, silence.

Lin Tianchong's body fell from the air and covered his right arm with his left hand. The blood was constantly flowing out and dripping on the ground. His painful look shocked almost everyone.

Even Chu Xingyun, at the moment, also opened his eyes and looked at this scene in disbelief.

The two sword lights hovering in the void slowly fall down. The shadow of the sword floats like fog and turns into two gloomy figures. They are Chang Chixiao and Qin Qiumo.

"Are you surprised why the two of us suddenly shot and stopped you in such a timely manner?" Speaking of Qin Qiumo, he stepped forward and looked down at Lin Tianchong with a look at the idiot.

Lin Tianchong still covered his right arm and looked away. He was surprised to find that there was a vertical eye in the middle of Qin Qiumo's eyebrows. His pupil was gray and black, with a faint cold light. He was constantly rotating, which was particularly frightening.

"My martial spirit, named Youying Lingmou, ranks among the five ranks. Although it has no fighting ability, it is extremely sensitive to the spiritual power of heaven and earth. Even a trace of it can be clearly perceived."

Qin Qiumo raised his head, glanced at Chu Xingyun, and said triumphantly, "just now, the spiritual transmission between you and Wu Jingxue was captured by the shadow and spirit eyes. Although I don't know what you are discussing, I think it is mostly related to this son."

"Therefore, when we regained consciousness for a moment, without any hesitation, we turned our body into a sword and went straight ahead

Speaking of this, Qin Qiumo and Chang Chixiao's faces are full of ferocious smiles. The sword light still hovers over the heads of the people, making them feel more and more desperate.

"The strength of these two people is far less than that of my father. But in order to save you, they are still taking risks. Such a move is so stupid that I can open my eyes." A sneer came out of Chang's famous mouth. His eyes were fixed on Chu Xingyun, as if he wanted to see some clues from Chu Xingyun.

A moment later, he took his eyes back, and his face seemed to have lost patience.

Chang Mingyang raised his right foot, shining a dazzling silver light on his boots. His sharp meaning was like a sword. He kicked Chu Xingyun's abdomen with a domineering attitude.

Bang!

The terror force was absolutely destroyed, and the whole Chu Xingyun was shot out.

When his body hit the hard mountain wall, he made a deep mark. The falling stone tore the blood hole on Chu Xingyun. At the same time, the spiritual power around him disappeared like water.

"The spirit sea of Chu Xingyun Broken? " The pupils of the crowd shriveled. For a moment, their breath stopped. Even the heart stopped beating and fell into absolute silence.

If we say that the defeat of Wu Jingxue and Lin Tianchong has made the crowd more and more desperate, then at this moment, the hearts of the crowd have been occupied by despair, and there is nothing else!

Spiritual sea is the foundation of cultivation.

No matter how powerful a warrior is, he must rely on the spirit sea to breathe and absorb the pure spiritual power between heaven and earth.

The sea of spirit is broken, and the cultivation of a warrior's whole life will be turned into nothing. They can't display their skills and martial arts, nor can they motivate them to become a complete waste.

At the moment, Chu Xingyun's spirit sea is broken, which shows that all the miracles and feats he created before have become the past. He is no longer a genius, nor a prodigious evil spirit.

Without Linghai, his existence is even worse than ordinary people!

Chu Xingyun fell in a pool of blood. His eyes became empty. He had no self-confidence in the past. The pain covered his body and mind, making the whole body shake wildly.

Chu Xingyun didn't pay attention to his injury. As long as he was immersed in the blood pool, he could recover within a day.

However, the broken Linghai, blood pool can not be repaired.

Even if it is the legendary level 9 spirit material, it can't do anything!

"I Chu Xingyun revived my life. In a short period of one year, I accumulated countless resources and got the help of many powerful people. However, in the end, I ended up in a broken sea of spirits."

"Is this heaven really going to kill me?"

Rao is Chu Xingyun's perseverance. At this time, he can't help but sigh, and the last trace of spiritual power in his body dissipates. The whole person seems to have no soul, looking at the misty sky decadent.In this world, martial arts are respected and the strong are supreme.

Chu Xingyun has no spirit sea, which is equivalent to losing everything.

It is difficult for him to find the whereabouts of his mother.

At the beginning of the promise of water fragrance, he can no longer achieve.

He couldn't even summon the sword of Wuling.

What's the difference between living and dying!

The light in Chu Xingyun's eyes gradually dissipated, which made Chang Mingyang a little boring. Originally, he wanted to torture Chu Xingyun and vent his hatred with Chu Xingyun's pain and howl.

Now, Chu Xingyun is in a trance. No matter how he tortures him, there is no movement. It's no different from death.

"I am always famous, but I am a talented disciple of wanjian Pavilion. How can I waste my time on a waste person?" Such an idea welled up in the mind, Chang Mingyang looked at Chu Xingyun's eyes, without any emotion.

Bang!

Cold light silver sword scabbard, a trace of cold killing intention, spread from Chang Mingyang.

But he lifted up the silver sword, and the light of the sword tore the void. If he fell on Chu Xingyun, he would definitely be able to cut off Chu Xingyun's body.

Chu Xingyun also saw the sword light, but his body did not move, still standing there, perplexed.

Seeing this scene, the hearts of the crowd are full of lament. On their trembling faces, their eyes are painfully closed, and they dare not open their eyes to see the occurrence of this scene.

"It's boring!"

Chang Mingyang gave a cold hum, and his spiritual power trembled slightly. He condensed the sword light to the extreme and turned it into a huge silver sword shadow, which was printed into Chu Xingyun's eye pupil and even covered his whole body.

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