Chu Yun's gaze was still very flat, compared to these people who retreated to the canyon, Chu Yun couldn't see these mysterious beasts at all, to be more precise, in Chu Yun's eyes, this was just a lot.

All the people looked at the Xuanjian that was slowly raised very nervously, the sword moved very slowly, the cold light of the long sword shot out little by little, and the sword light and spiritual power, although it looked slow, it gave people the feeling that Chu Yun's sword seemed to be about to cut through this side of the sky.

The surrounding Xuan Beasts all began to surround Chu Yun without looking closer, and they let out a low howl helplessly from ten meters away, as if something had isolated all this.

"Sword intent! It was Chu Yun's sword intent that made these mysterious beasts dare not approach Chu Yun."

After all, Chu Jiechen is a person who has already entered the realm of enlightenment, and he instantly sees a clue.

Underneath his own feelings, Chu Yun's sword intent shrouded all directions, like a huge whirlpool on the sea, making countless creatures dare not approach. Everyone didn't understand, and when they took the lead and saw that the mysterious beast in the sky was also coiled into a circle, the middle thought of forming a huge circle.

"Who is this man?

A half-orc leader looked at Chu Yun in the middle of the Xuan Beast and asked, because they found that their Xuan Beast could not get close to Chu Yun.

"This person is the city lord of Linhai City, and most of the recent disappearances of the orcs have something to do with this person."

A human monk stood in front of the orc and nodded, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

At this time, suddenly the quiet battlefield was full of strong winds, and fierce winds almost uprooted this piece of land, flying sand and rocks, the sky and the earth gradually became dark, and huge dark clouds began to shroud the sky, gradually condensing the swirling whirlpool above Chu Yun's head.

Thunder and lightning flashed in the black clouds, purple thunder was like a dragon was born, the thunder resounded through the nine heavens and ten earths, the earth began to tremble, and the surrounding air gradually became cold, as if it was a warning, this is a warning from heaven, the anger of the gods and demons of the heavens.

The wind turned into a sharp and incomparably cold light, raging in the sky above the battlefield, and the space was drawn out of a way, as if it was about to cut this space into pieces, and the whirlwind of the outer region flew into the moment the whirlwind slashed through the Xuan Beast, and a shallow blood mark was drawn on the fur of the Xuan Beast.

Suddenly, a huge flame rushed down from the sky, and Chu Yun raised his gaze Since it was a firebird hovering in the air, opening its mouth wide, a ball of flames attacked Chu Yun, and there was a whirring sound in the air.

"Just the trail"

The arm holding the sword didn't make any movement at all, just a few simple strokes of the wrist, and sword shadows bloomed in the sky above Chu Yun.

"Bell"

A sword roar sounded, and countless sword lights rushed up into the sky, like pillars of light rising into the sky, densely packed, and the endless sword rays looked like the Milky Way pouring down and the waterfall flowing backwards.

The sword instantly slashed through the fire, and countless firelights were dissipated in the sky, and the sword shadow directly pierced the mysterious beast in the sky, and a little drizzle fell on the battlefield.

A monk felt that his cheeks were hot, and he touched it with his hand and found that since it was a rain of blood, his face immediately turned pale, and he was extremely shocked, his eyes almost popped out, and he looked up to see that so many mysterious beasts in the sky had been twisted into a rain of blood by Chu Yun.

Some people began to vomit, such a scene was really too bloody so that even the battle-hardened soldiers were unbearable, and the space was filled with blood, but Chu Yun was spotless.

The white clothes are particularly eye-catching in the red blood rain, which is a side that makes people feel frightened when they look at it, and they will never forget the scene at this time.

"There should be such bloodshed on the battlefield, let me open this Shura field little by little"

The corners of Chu Yun's mouth became even smaller.

Suddenly, his body stepped into the air, straight up to the nine heavens, dominating the world, the momentum of fear in all directions, Chu Yun despised this battlefield, the long sword in his hand finally began to wave, and the clouds above gradually cracked a gap, and a huge white sword slowly stretched out from the clouds.

Chu Yun picked up the long sword, and there was a sweeping momentum in the humming sound, and the sky felt like hundreds of millions of Xuanjian were floating in the air, and the scene was extremely depressed, and some half-orcs and monks couldn't help but slump on the ground.

The white giant sword and white light are like a round of sun.

"Death"

This is one of the most powerful domineering three swords in his previous life, and one sword falls to ambush millions of corpses.

"Whew"

The Xuanjian swept over, and the towering white sword of ten thousand zhang long flew down from the sky, and the spatial turmoil began to sweep in all directions, even Lin Xiyan and others, who were thousands of miles away, also saw the white sword in the sky, and the sword was vast in all directions.

Beads of sweat appeared on all of them's foreheads.

The giant sword swept across the battlefield with a sword light, and one after another sharp screams, terrible screams resounded over the battlefield, and the sound went straight to the sky, about to penetrate the nine heavens.

Blood splashed in all directions, and the ground was gradually filled with a cloud of blood mist, very red and beautiful, the scene was spectacular, at this time, all the people retreated to the top of the mountain peak in the distance, looking at the direction of the cliff valley in a daze.

Waves of red blood rose into the sky, and half of the sky was dyed red.

"How is the Chu Lao battlefield?"

Lin Xiyan and the others immediately came to Chu Juechen's side at this time and asked, Chu Jiechen looked at Lin Xiyan's worried appearance about Chu Yun, and was overjoyed in his heart, this granddaughter-in-law recognized it herself.

"Chu Yun has won us a chance to retreat inside," Chu Juechen pointed to the monstrous blood mist in front of him.

As time passed, we heard the sound of a stream, and the sound of gurgling water was very similar, and the water flowed between the cracks in the stones and made a pleasant splashing sound.

Everyone saw a very thin stream flowing out from the depths of the Wangya Valley, bright red, and since it was a stream made of blood condensation, it looked like a small stream.

At the moment when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the sound of the flood in front of us was like a big river bursting its banks, the waves were rolling, the smell of blood filled the air, and the huge waves were beating the canyons on both sides.

There were countless fragments of the corpses of the mysterious beasts suspended on it, and although the girls in that scene were on guard, their faces were still pale and retched, and some of the disciples were even more paralyzed on the ground.

"It's terrifying, is this the devil coming into the world?"

Seeing this scene, the foot of the mountain had already gathered into a lake of blood, not to mention that the young disciples were the older generation, and they also looked down with apprehension, and their eyes glanced in the direction of Chu Jiechen from time to time, what kind of monster came out of the sword.

At this time, only a white shadow flew out in the middle of the entire blood mist, and instantly stood in front of everyone, the golden sword in his hand had long disappeared, shaking the green jade fan, smiling, and looking at the blood lake below.

Then turn around

"Grandchildren are late"

Everyone was on guard in an instant, ten meters away from Chu Yun, I was really afraid that Chu Yun would not distinguish between the enemy and me, and the killing would be too heavy.

"My grandson is heroic"

Chu Juechen patted Chu Yun on the shoulder, how did Chu Juechen not know Chu Yun's thoughts, although he retreated from the enemy, this was a person who wanted to deter Linhai City, it seemed that his grandson was not here, and the Chu family should fully support it.

Everyone came back to their senses and looked at the countless corpses of mysterious beasts floating on the blood lake. Everyone looked stunned, when did the mysterious beast become like a cabbage and be cut by others.

Chu Yun turned to look in the direction of Wangya Valley, after the blood flowed, it was finally the deity who gathered, and a half-orc hiding behind waved the mysterious weapon in his hand, and approached the canyon step by step.

Chu Yunmo's hair was flying, his face was cold, and his body instantly exuded a thick killing intent as if he was a person who came out of hell, the golden sword was held in his hand, and he was carrying a huge blood-colored scythe on his shoulder. Blood dripped from the tip of the scythe, and it was terrifying to watch.

"Violate my territory, deserve to be punished for the crime, today I will eliminate the hidden danger in the south for Linhai City, all the soldiers will fight with me, and the marquis will fight."

Chu Yun finally expressed his thoughts, is this going to be the emperor after worshipping the general? Everyone was shocked in their hearts, and all the people slowly took out the mysterious weapon.

Wangya Valley is the final battlefield.

In the end, Chu Yun took the lead in rushing out, and countless people went forward to fight with the half-orcs one after another, and suddenly the sky was dark, and the blood flowed like a river, and countless people, half-orcs didn't know how they died.

Chu Yun's eyes fixed on the last orc, and he knew that it was the golden sword in the commander's hand, and the sickle on his waist was flying, it was really like entering a no-man's land.

"Bell"

With a sound, Chu Yun's mysterious weapon was blocked, it was a simple giant axe, and two half-orcs blocked one side, Chu Yun smiled slightly, his body flipped in the air, and a giant sword stabbed out from the ground, and a half-orc flew out from below.

Volleyed into the air, half of the air, and suddenly his back was cold, and he turned around, and the battle scythe cracked a spatial gap, and when he saw a flying orc on the opposite side, he stopped his attack, and was looking at Chu Yun in horror, if he took a step further, he would fall into the space.

"The Four Beasts"

Almost all the people looked at it, although they didn't have much intersection with the half-orcs, but they still knew a little, the four beasts Xuanhu, the mad leopard, the flying eagle, and the gopher were the generals in the half-orcs, which was equivalent to Yan Qi, Xiong Sen, Wen Renhao, and Hu Long.

"Finally can't help it?"

Chu Yun didn't panic, and directly skipped the four beasts, and looked at the one behind him, a monk with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, although it was a human race, but the lines on his face and upper body told him that this was a half-orc, and it was a half-orc breath of the innate realm, telling him that he was a golden lion.

"You also underestimate my half-orc, you really think that if you slaughter it, those mysterious beasts are just low-level mysterious beasts" This person also came to Chu Yun in a flash, and the two of them stood in the air facing each other.

Although there was no fighting, the momentum on his body surged up, and the sky above instantly became a small spiritual power vortex.

"Fairy Lin, please help Chu Yun," Chu Jiechen was a little worried when he saw Chu Yun alone facing the five half-orcs of the innate realm

Lin Xiyan also stared at the phoenix eye, and walked in the air, like a fairy descending to earth, walking out of a landscape painting, and stood beside Chu Yun.

Then there was another compelling chill, and Ye Qianxuan also stood behind Chu Yun with the handle of the knife in his hand.