The top of Yan Mountain.

Chu Yun stood in the air.

The Sword Saint and the others were covered with blood and fell in the rubble.

The God of War stood on top of Yan Mountain, protecting the Sword Saint and the others behind him.

At this time, his words were burning and he begged Chu Yun bitterly.

"Chu Yun, stop. Just think it's for China. ”

"The Sword Saint did something wrong back then, but the original intention was also for the overall situation of Huaxia. ”

"Now that they've learned their lesson, don't kill them all. ”

"If you insist on killing them, step over my corpse!"

The God of War looked firm, standing there looking at Chu Yun, but said in a deep voice.

Chu Yun's face was expressionless, and the cold mountain wind blew the tips of the young man's forehead. On the delicate face, there is an awe-inspiring chill that the sun can't dissolve.

Looking at the God of War with a determined face, and at the almost dying Sword Saint and the others at his feet, Chu Yun finally snorted coldly and let them live.

"Hmph, back then, you three old dogs fell into the well for the deity, and then suppressed my Jiangdong Martial Dao, you deserve to die!"

"But I am here to spare your life today. ”

"But capital sins can be forgiven, but living sins cannot be eliminated. Wait for the old dog, give me a Jiangdong vein, kneel down and apologize!"

The sound wave was like thunder, and Chu Yun's words fell, but it was like thunder. Ru Yuan's momentum swept wildly, and the terrifying majesty poured out. Under Chu Yun's coercion, the three Sword Saint Spear Kings, who had just stood up, actually bent their knees and smashed to the ground. The whole body, facing Chu Yun, suddenly knelt down!

"It's... This..."

The mountains are full of people, but they are all dead and silent.

The Sword Saint is the supreme helmsman of the Huaxia Martial Dao, and the Sword Saint is even the president of the Supreme Martial Arts Association, and he is the person who stands at the pinnacle of Huaxia's power.

But now, he was forced to kneel down to a teenager.

The crowd had to be shocked!

That feeling was like kneeling down to a cloth-clothed civilian. This huge visual and psychological impact is shocking.

is as powerful as Gao Tianli, and he is stunned at this moment.

"It's... What's going on?"

Gao Tianli is a secular person, but he is the center of the Chinese regime, under one person. People with high status will naturally disappear from contact with them, so Gao Tianli still knows a lot about things in martial arts.

For example, the Venerable of Huaxia Martial Arts is the Sword Saint. The most powerful martial artist is also the Sword Saint. But now, a person at the pinnacle of extreme martial arts power actually knelt down in front of a junior.

"Could it be that the martial arts pattern in Huaxia is about to change?"

"The new master, about to take the position?"

Gao Tianli's thousands of thoughts floated.

He also knew Chu Yun, and Chu Yun's title was awarded by him personally when he went to Fenghai. But Gao Tianli never thought that it had only been a year or two, and the young man back then had the strength to make the Sword Saint kneel at this time.

"Looks like I'm going to have to make a good report to Imagami when I go back. ”

"The new emperor of Huaxia Martial Arts is about to be born. Gao Tianli secretly planned in his heart.

And the three Sword Saint Spear Kings who knelt on the ground were pale. There was a huge sense of shame in my heart, and madness swept over me.

They kept their heads down and had no face to see anyone again.

They struggled, they wanted to stand up, they represented the Huaxia Martial Dao, how could they bow down to people? Because this is a great blasphemy against the Huaxia Martial Dao.

But it's useless, the majesty of the late stage of the transformation of the gods, even the grandmaster at the peak of the earth-level can be killed, let alone the grandmaster of the three Xuan ranks?

"Bastard!"

"Chu Yun, how can you defile my Huaxia might!"

"You, a demon formed by killing, who are qualified to make my father and them bow down?"

He Mingyu in the distance had bloodshot eyes, and his eyebrows and eyes were blood-red. Above the face, there is a strong resentment surging.

Today was originally his title ceremony, and it was the most glorious moment for him He Mingyu.

But now, it's all messed up.

All of them were ruined by Chu Yun!

How can He Mingyu not hate?

Under the leadership of He Mingyu, the martial artists in Huaxia who were originally afraid to speak out gradually happened at this time.

Human psychology is like this, few people dare to be the first to question Chu Yun. But there is no shortage of second and third questioners.

As He Mingyu's anger sounded, a large number of people soon responded.

"Chu Yun, you are rebellious!"

"Why are you disrespectful to the Juggernaut?"

"Even if you cultivate to the world, you are still a scumbag, the scum of my Huaxia martial arts!"

"When the King of Fighters returns, it will be your time of death!"

Jiangbei Martial Arts, but Hua Zhishang, the head of the Hua family, was shouting loudly, crazy with rhythm.

His old father Hua Chenhu died at the hands of Chu Yun, and Hua Zhishang naturally resented Chu Yun very much.

Now that He Mingyu is taking the lead and the God of War is sheltering from the side, Hua Zhishang is naturally emboldened and leads the Hua family to criticize Chu Yun.

As for whether he will be retaliated against by Chu Yun, this Hua Zhishang is not afraid at all.

He still didn't believe it, Chu Yun dared to risk the world's condemnation in front of the entire Huaxia Martial Dao, and kill them as ordinary martial artists?

What's more, with the God of War protecting him, Hua Zhishang believed that Chu Yun would not dare to do anything wrong.

"Yes, Chu Yun, you scum who kills innocents indiscriminately!"

"How can you be qualified to let the Sword Saint and the others kneel down?"

"You are so rebellious, the King of Fighters will not let you go. ”

"If the King of Fighters can defeat the God of War, he will naturally be able to defeat you!!"

Suddenly, the rhythm was brought up.

All over the mountains, it turned out to be the sound of crusade against Chu Yun. What's more, it was the name of the boxing emperor Chen Qingquan who came to suppress Chu Yun.

After all, the King of Fighters is now in the limelight, and in the previous battle of Fenghai, he defeated the first god of war in China. For a time, the King of Fighters was almost in the limelight.

Now, although the Sword Saint and the others are defeated by Chu Yun, the King of Fighters is still there.

If the King of Fighters doesn't fall, they still have a chance.

"Not good!"

Hearing this, the face of the god of war Nie Nantian immediately changed.

However, just when Nie Nantian was about to angrily reprimand everyone and tell them to stop, Chu Yun's eight poles had already been struck, and with eight explosions in a row, He Mingyu, the king of small guns, was directly hit until he vomited blood.

The ribs were broken and the flesh was flying.

The huge fist smashed through the entire Yanshan with He Mingyu, and then dragged He Mingyu's voice, flew out directly like a dead dog, and disappeared at the end of the sky.

After knocking He Mingyu with one punch, Chu Yun turned his hand and slapped away angrily at the people of the Hua family under the mountain.

"Chu Yun, stop!" the god of war shouted anxiously.

Hua Zhishang was even more desperate.

"No !!"

Despair!

Fear!

Remorse!

After seeing Chu Yun's murderous intentions revealed, all kinds of emotions instantly filled Hua Zhishang's heart.

He cried out in despair, and he fell to his knees and pleaded.

He regretted it so much, regretted his cheapness.

He shouldn't have scolded Chu Yun.

He shouldn't have a rhythm.

But no matter how Hua Zhishang cried, the palm prints that covered the sky under Chu Yun's hands still fell ruthlessly.

Rumble!

There was a bang.

Reverberate in all directions!

There are twelve people in the entire Hua family's martial arts, and they are all ashes.

Crimson blood mixed with broken flesh and muscles flowed all over the majestic palm pit.

Before the temporary, Hua Zhishang didn't think about it at all.

Chu Yun really dared to kill their Hua family in front of the world.

Dead!

Deathly silence!

After Chu Yun made a succession of threats, above Yan Mountain, all the scolding was heard.

Only the bleak mountain wind blew the blood that covered the mountain.

Nie Nantian shook his head: "If you don't die, you won't die." ”

After having been in contact with Chu Yun for so long, Nie Nantian knew that Chu Yun was a person who accompanied him with life and death. Kill Decision.

Regardless of the impact, regardless of morality.

Let the other party's background be strong, let the other party be supreme, and insult others, he will almost die.

And the Hua family thought that Chu Yun would take into account the influence of his reputation, and he would not dare to kill these weak warriors indiscriminately in front of the people of the world.

This idea may still be applicable to the Sword Saint God of War and others. But for Chu Yun, it was useless at all.

These stinky fish are also a waste of air to keep.

It's better to be dead and pure!

"You... You... You actually killed Hua Lao's whole family!"

"You devil. ”

"When the King of Fighters comes back, he will definitely kill you, he will crush your bones and scatter ashes, and uphold justice for our Huaxia martial arts!"

Seeing Chu Yun so brutal, many people were frightened and angry, but they scolded Chu Yun loudly.

"The King of Fighters, break the bones and scatter ashes?" Chu Yun suddenly sneered, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

His face was full of calmness, he looked around at everyone, and his words suddenly echoed in the heavens and the earth: "Okay, since you miss the King of Fighters so much, then the deity is as you wish!"

A shout!

Like thunder, I saw Chu Yun's arm raised.

Under the traction of a strong energy, a man with only half of his body left flew upside down from under Yan Mountain.

"This... This is, The King of Fighters!!"

"How is that possible?"

Everyone went crazy, and the King of Fighters they relied on was only half of his body left at this time. An arm, a leg, all gone. Covered in blood, he was extremely embarrassed. The sluggishness of the breath is almost dying.

It was only now that everyone realized that it was no wonder that the King of Fighters did not appear on the title ceremony.

It turned out that he had already been defeated in the hands of Chu Yun!