"Heavenly Thirteen Styles"

"First Style: Star Slash!"

Chu Yun stepped on the ground with his left foot, and with a thud, his majestic body rose from the ground.

Above the starry sky in the dark night, I saw Chu Yun stepping on the void, swinging like a sword. The energy gushed like a dragon, and countless strength horses roared out, and the surging power suddenly swept the entire sky.

"This...."

In the face of such an offensive, even Wei Shan, who had been in the martial arts world for decades, couldn't help but be shocked.

"What kind of martial arts is this, why is it so loud?"

Wei Shan's eyes widened for a moment, and at this moment, there was only one thought in his heart, and that was to escape. But Wei Shan suddenly found that under the overwhelming attack of the people in front of him, he could not escape.

"Damn, fight!"

Wei Shan no longer thought about escaping, and then his heart fell silent, and he looked at the handsome young man standing in the void with a solemn face. Immediately, the waist was pressed down, the qi sank into the dantian, and in the tendons and veins around the body, countless energies began to surge and roar. As if hundreds of rivers converge in the sea, with the gradual convergence of energy, on the palm of Wei Shan's hand, the strength of Tai Chi suddenly took shape.

"I don't care where you come from, eat my Tai Chi palm first!"

Wei Shan's face was gloomy, his eyes were red, and he immediately shouted. With both feet on the ground, the center of gravity pressed down, like an angry lion ready to attack, and for a moment of silence, the body was like an arrow off the string, and it was shot out with a bang.

Under the lonely sky, Chu Yun and Wei Shan touched each other!

With a thud, a violent wind swept out from the place of collision, like a hurricane, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, the madness swept the entire world.

Chu Yun stood horizontally in the void and stepped on the Tai Chi fist. There was not the slightest blockage, just the moment of contact with Chu Yun, Wei Shan's tiger mouth immediately collapsed, and the ground that his feet stepped on was also in an instant

Finally, as if he could no longer withstand the endless power like Mount Tai, Wei Shan bent his knees and smashed into the hard ground.

With the sound of broken muscles and bones, blood accompanied the internal organs, and was spit out by Wei Shan. The bright red color, under the illumination of the moonlight, was so enchanting.

Wei Shan knelt there, his face dyed bright red. The original neat clothes were also torn inch by inch in the violent collision just now. Wei Shan was in rags, his white hair was scattered haphazardly, and red blood droplets slowly fell to the ground along his cheeks.

is embarrassed, how can there be half a point of arrogance before.

Wei Shan looked stunned, looking at the handsome young man in the darkness in front of him. The expression was full of horror!

Fear!

Outright fear!

What kind of power is that to reach such a terrifying level?

In Wei Shan's life, except for the fact that he has not fought with a martial arts master, almost all the other strong people have fought before. Back then, he was furious and single-handedly killed several martial arts powerhouses who were out of the god realm. At his peak, he even fought against Brilliance Tiger, the first person under the grandmaster.

But even when facing the Brilliance Tiger at that time, Wei Shan was definitely not as powerless as he is today. was so powerless that he didn't have the slightest power to fight back, and was directly crushed by someone with one move. It was like an ant facing a mountain.

Could it be that this young man who suddenly appeared is a grandmaster?

Thinking of this, Wei Shan's pupils burst out, and his whole body trembled unconsciously, he opened his mouth, used all his strength, and begged for mercy like the handsome young man in front of him: "Don't... Don't kill... Kill me, I... I'm Tai Chi... Ji Wei... Wei .."

However, in the face of Wei Shan's voice begging for mercy, the handsome young man was indifferent. It's like a thousand years of frost, just looking at it, it makes people feel cold, and it is difficult to generate the slightest sense of resistance.

"Heavenly Thirteen Style. ”

"The second type: regrettable earthquake. ”

Like the chant of death, like the sickle of evil spirits. Ignoring Wei Shan's plea for mercy at all, in his frightened and desperate gaze, the young man's cold voice echoed in the sky again.

The earthquake trembled, and I saw Chu Yun stepping on the ground and his body taking off. Under the silent night sky, the thin body was like a large peng with wings spread. In a low cheer, Chu Yun's feet once again stomped on Wei Shan's chest.

The ribs burst and blood gushed out. The poignant scene has become an unforgettable picture for everyone around it.

"Ahem, cough, cough..."

Wei Shan's entire body was in tatters, and blood was gushing. But his eyes were still open, apparently still breathing. His chest rose and fell slightly, and he coughed faintly, but all he coughed out was blood.

"Now, my move, but it's still a local chicken?"

Under the vast starry sky, I saw a beautiful young man, standing with his hands in his hands.

He walked slowly! He stood with his hands in his hands! He was condescending!

The sound of chaos echoed quietly. He looked down at Wei Mountain, like the god of the nine heavens, looking down on the ants. In the deep pupils, there is contempt and indifference.

"No.... No... Yes. Wei Shan opened his mouth, but all that poured out was blood.

He tried his best to open his eyes wide, looking carefully at the handsome young man in front of him, as if he wanted to use the last time of his life to engrave the young man's face in his mind.

"You... You... Yes?"

"Jingzhou, Chu Yunyang. ”

Chu Yun's faint voice echoed quietly.

At this time, Chu Xi, Kong Moxiao, Liu Along and others ran over one after another, facing Chu Yun and worshipping respectfully.

Several people bowed in unison, and the sound of chaos resounded through the sky.

"Chief Instructor!"

"Chief Instructor!"

"Chief Instructor!"

....

The people of Xuanwu bowed respectfully to Chu Yun and entered.

In the silence of the night, Chu Yun was independent. The straight body, like a sharp sword, pierces the sky. The strand of hair on his forehead was slowly swaying in the breeze.

When Wei Shan heard everyone call Chief Instructor Chu Yun, his eyes widened for a moment. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Chu Yun. His mouth moved, but no one could hear what he was saying.

A moment later, Wei Shan's raised palm smashed down.

A generation of martial arts masters, Tai Chi is a person who carries the Ding, Wei Shan Wei Taiji, fell tonight.

Wei Shan had thought about his dying scene countless times. It is certain that thousands of Tai Chi disciples wept bitterly, and heroes and strong people from all walks of life laid wreaths. However, Wei Shan never expected that he would be killed by a young junior in the wilderness.

"You.... You actually killed the chief instructor?"

"Bastard, you good guts. Do you want to start a war with the entire military region?"

Seeing Chief Instructor Wei fall here, the eyes of a battalion commander who led everyone to surround Chu Xi and the others here turned red in an instant, and he yelled at Chu Yun viciously, and then waved his palm, signaling his subordinates behind him to shoot Chu Yun on the spot.

"Noise!"

Chu Yun let out a low snort, and his palm waved suddenly. A vigorous energy struck the man in an instant. The man's body was like a dead dog, and he was instantly swept away by a wave of energy from Chu Yun's hand, and before he even had time to pull the trigger in his hand, he was dragged by the surging strength and slammed into the high wall in front of him. The head smashed on it, and it exploded into a blood mist in an instant.

Dead!

Deathly silence!

Only the cold wind, in the winter night, swept wildly.

Originally, the people who surrounded the Xuanwu people under the door with loaded guns and ammunition were all scared and stupid. His whole body trembled violently, his face was extremely pale, and he looked at the young man in front of him like a demon king.

Syllable..

The gun in one person's hand fell to the ground, like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, so many people present, under Chu Yun's might, they were all so frightened that they threw away the guns in their hands, and stood there trembling in fear.

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in the room.

Jiang Beihe sat on the sofa in Gao Gan's room, drinking tea leisurely.

"Haha, congratulations Uncle Jiang, now that the war eagle listens to your orders, it is estimated that it will not be long before it will become a symbol of Jiangdong. And Xuanwu is now under your control, so there is no need to worry about it at all. Wu Qingsong said with a smile.

Although Wu Qingsong is older than Jiang Beihe, in terms of seniority, he should call Jiang Beihe his uncle.

Jiang Beihe smiled very usefully: "Well, this time it's thanks to Elder Wei." If it weren't for Wei Lao, my plan wouldn't have gone so smoothly. And Qingsong, don't worry, after getting rid of Xuanwu, I will unite with Wei Lao to help you avenge Xiao Ming's revenge. ”

"Old Man Wei, do you mean Old Man Wei of Taiji Gate?" Wu Qingsong said in surprise.

"Well, you've heard of him too?" Jiang Beihe said slowly as he leisurely sipped his tea.

"The name of Wei Taiji in Weishan, our North China boundary, anyone who has some knowledge, no one knows. ”