"Waste, since you can't get the ten thousand Jue holy lotus, let this son of the world do it by himself."

Chu Jingyun's boa robe makes a sound of hunting, and the boa rises to the sky. The fierce sword Qi erupts from his hands and wants to split Xiao Wu in two.

He is the cultivation in the middle of the eighth grade. Although he has just entered this level, with the inheritance of the skills of the Chu royal family, his strength surpasses the ordinary strong ones in the middle of the eight grades, and even can fight against the later eight grades.

Such strength, unexpectedly shameless hand to deal with has been point in the acupoint and can not move small five.

Seeing this, Mr. Jian and Wen Ao changed their faces slightly. However, they did not speak much. Instead, they retreated towards the rear.

Small five vision condenses, extremely dangerous feeling rises from the bottom of the heart.

"Be careful, little five."

In the rear, the four women's faces changed at the same time.

"The secular foolish girl, even dare to disobey the meaning of the son of God, is simply ignorant of life and death."

"In ancient times, there was killing the chicken to get the egg, and only the son of a generation killed the female to take the ten thousand Jue holy lotus. It's really wonderful."

"Ha ha, as long as the son of heaven gets ten thousand Jue holy lotus, from now on, even the one with the best nine grades will not be the rival of the son of heaven. The throne of King will be easily won. In the future, the king of Chu will certainly be promoted to the supreme royal family under the leadership of the prince."

"..."

the group of young people was laughing and excited.

However, when Wen AO and Mr. Jian, who retreat to the distance, look at Xiao Wu, they suddenly realize that although Xiao Wu's eyes are tight, they don't have any frightening expression. Instead, they look at Chu Jingyun as if they were looking at a dead man.

At this moment, two people have a bad premonition in their hearts, and at the same time they say, "Jingyun Shizi, be careful!"

Choking!

They wanted to rush to the rescue, but it was too late.

Hearing the sound of earth shaking sword chant, a nine color sword Qi suddenly rose from Xiao Wu's body, and with the terrible sword spirit, he cut off with one sword.

Boom!

Chu Jingyun's eyes are still with the color of fanaticism, thinking about his beautiful life after getting ten thousand Jue Shenglian.

I didn't expect such a change.

With a sword, there seemed to be some broken sound on his body. Then, the whole person was chopped out and hit Mr. Jian hard.

"No...

Chu Jingyun roared. He knew very well where the broken voice came from. It was a treasure that the old king of Chu family had to ask for from those places. He was the only one who could have such a treasure in the whole Chu royal family.

That's the supreme treasure that can resist the attack of a nine grade strong man, equivalent to a life.

It's just broken.

However, before he could recover from the sadness of the broken treasure, the nine color sword Qi rose and chopped again toward Chu Jingyun.

"How dare you

At the same time, Mr. Jian and Wen Ao, the two guardians of Chu Jingyun, changed their faces and roared. At the same time, they showed their strongest strength to meet the sword spirit.

Bang bang!

However, it's no use. When two strong men at the top of the eight grades fight against this sword Qi at the same time, they are split out by this sword Qi at the same time.

"Go."

At the moment when they landed, they took Chu Jingyun to the sky at the fastest speed and fled to the distance.

The power of this sword Qi is beyond their imagination. Even the two powerful men at the peak of their eight grades can't stop it. The only possibility is that this sword Qi has reached the power of nine grades!

"Run."

Those Chu Jingyun's men at this time just reacted from the sudden accident, their eyes with fear, followed to escape.

However, at this moment, it is too late.

"Hiss... Hisses..."

the Jiucai sword turns into an endless rain of swords, which penetrates all the people. Then, the boundless sword Qi rises into the sky like the nine color light rain, and pursues the bodies of Mr. Jian and Wen Ao.

"My God, what is this?"

"Look, I seem to see countless colorful swords catching up. It's terrible."

"This is..."

at this moment, it will be an incredible situation for the people of Dongzhou city.

Wen AO and Mr. Jian, the two old men, flew up from the sky with Chu Jingyun spitting blood in his mouth. Without any cover up, they fled to the distance.

Behind them, countless small Jiucai swords followed.

Such a situation, for ordinary people, only seen in the film, but this moment, it is true.

However, immediately, the pursuit and escape, did not disappear into the cloud, so that people can no longer see this scene.Only, in the cloud, Wen AO and Mr. Jian are sweating and running away with Chu Jingyun, who is equally frightened and constantly coughing up blood.

"This is..."

"the sword spirit of a strong person in Jiupin legend. She, behind her, is a living legend!"

"My God, we should offend such a person, but the king is not willing to offend a strong man easily."

"Jiupin legend..."

Wen AO and Mr. Jian are not as noble as their predecessors.

they are sweating all over, and their eyes are terrified. They bring the speed of sucking into full play. However, the innumerable small Jiucai sword spirit behind them is still in pursuit.

At this moment, they are really crazy.

They were filled with regret. They knew that there was a living legend of Jiupin after the woman. How dare they deal with each other.

"Run, catch up, can you?"

"Shit, what's this? Those little swords are beginning to merge into one. I feel that a terrible sword spirit is going to be cut down..."

"one of you will block it first, and the other will take me to run first."

Chu Jingyun, who was taken by two people, looked frightened and roared.

"Shut up."

Mr. Jane let out a roar and almost threw the bastard behind to resist the sword.

The target of those sword Qi is Chu Jingyun, but not them. Chu Jingyun, a bastard, actually asked one of them to sacrifice himself to block those sword Qi at this critical moment.

Why didn't they find out that Chu Jingyun, the son of the royal family of Chu, who looked elegant, elegant and almost perfect in all aspects, could be such a virtue?

However, they could not and did not dare to throw Chu Jingyun away.

The situation that they fled with Chu Jingyun was seen by Dongzhou people. If they were alive and Chu Jingyun was beheaded, then the Chu royal family would never let them go.

Choking!

Behind them, countless small swords of about three inches fused together and finally turned into a three foot long nine color sword.

The sword gathered together and broke out into a torrent of weather. Suddenly, it penetrated through the space, and the speed was as fast as it could. In the eyes of the three people, they instantly reached the top of their heads and chopped off with one sword.

"No..."

Chu Jingyun roared.

At this moment, he, a strong man in the middle of the eighth grade, broke out faster than Wen AO and Mr. Jian, the two top eight grade strong men. In a roar, he pushed them away and ran frantically towards the front.

"Block it, block it... When you go back, you will be rewarded by my son..."

his face is full of horror and he keeps yelling.

However, Chu Jingyun, who ran away crazily, did not see Wen AO and Mr. Jian who were pushed away by him, with helplessness in their eyes, "I really want to die myself!"

Boom!

Nine color sword Qi falls, Chu Jingyun whole person still maintains the posture of escape, directly split into two parts.

The nine color sword turns and disappears into a ray of light.

"Those who activate the sword Qi will pursue and kill them. Moreover, they will never give up if they do not kill them. The strength of the people who left this sword spirit has reached an unimaginable level."

High in the sky, will Chu Jingyun split into two parts of the body.

The old man Wen Ao's face is still with the color of horror.

Mr. Jane stood with his hand down and tried to calm himself down. However, his whole body was shaking and could not calm down at all.

He took a deep breath and said to Wen Ao, "go, go back to the Chu royal family immediately. We can't deal with this matter."

"Just, if you go back..."

Wen Ao frowned, "I'm afraid we can't explain it."

"Do you think that the strong man who stays outside and leaves this sword will let us go?"

Mr. Jian's face was also very ugly. "I'll tell you honestly after I go back. Lord Wang won't embarrass us."

"Well."

With a heavy heart, trembling body shape, with Chu Jingyun two half of the body toward the Chu royal family.

"Hum..."

at the same time, when the sword spirit was excited, Xiao Qingdi, who was closed in the valley in the dense forest in the north, suddenly opened his eyes.

He was surrounded by nine nine colorful dragons, all of them raised to the sky and roared.

He sat in the air with his knees crossed. His body was majestic, and his eyes were cold. "How could someone force Xiao Wu's sword spirit to be inspired? Is he a nine grade strong man?"

He did not move, but carefully sensed the sword.

After a long time, between heaven and earth, a nine color light flashed away, and instantly disappeared into his body.

He just breathed a sigh of relief, "since has already killed the strong enemy, that does not matter.""In another day, one day later, I will be back to my peak. At that time, either the Chu royal family or the Wu League will be able to kill with one sword."

He closed his eyes and returned to the state of practice.

In the valley, the Dragon sings and the Phoenix dances, and the infinite energy is swallowed by him, and one after another enters his body. His whole body breath is more and more powerful.

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