506. Three Dragons and Five Tigers

Hearing the old man's return, the young man's palm instantly clenched, and his fingertips sank deep into the flesh and blood. There was a sound of extreme rage, but it exploded immediately.

"Check, check for me!"

"Even if you turn this piece up for me, you have to find that person for me. ”

"In this world, there is no one who dares to kill my Hongmen powerhouse, and can he leave safely?"

The young man's angry voice echoed throughout the night sky for a long time.

"Yes, Elder Xiao!"

The people under him answered one after another. There are eight figures, as if they are popular, crossing the sky. Finally, in all directions, it covers.

These eight people are the strong men of Hongmen, three dragons and five tigers!

And the young man in the suit was Xiao Han, the elder brother of Xiao Yuqi, the head of the Xiao family, who had just become an elder.

Xiao Han never expected that in the end, a small battle for the flower of the underworld, it would make them lose two great grandmaster powerhouses. Such a big loss, even for Hongmen, should not be underestimated, not to mention, there is one of them who is the real power elder of Hongmen!

Xiao Han couldn't describe the anger in his heart at this moment in words, his cold eyes swept the void, looking around the whole world, and his deep voice sounded quietly at this moment: "The person who dares to kill my Hongmen, boy, who are you?"

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In the Hongmen people, when the sky was frantically sweeping, Chu Yun's figure had already crossed the sky and flew away from the realm of Lingwu Island.

Feeling the power in his body, Chu Yun's state of mind was exceptionally clear at this moment.

However, when Chu Yun was about to fly away from the Australian mainland, his body suddenly sank, and then he exclaimed: "It's not good, I forgot about Yi Wei." Ling Yiwei was still on the Spirit Mist Island. ”

At that time, Chu Yun extracted the spiritual power of several powerful people in Tsarist Russia and let Ling Yiwei absorb it. At that time, Chu Yun placed Ling Yiwei in the cave near the entrance of the cave.

Later, after she fell into a coma, Ziyun estimated that she just took herself away, but she didn't care about Ling Yiwei's affairs at all.

He killed so many people at that time, if Ling Yiwei fell into their hands, it was estimated that the end would not be very good.

Out of worry, Chu Yun decided to take another trip to Lingwu Island.

Although Chu Yun's injuries have not fully recovered now, because of the spirit of grass and trees, his strength is a few points stronger than his previous state of full victory, and Chu Yun at this time, even if he meets Tianzhu King Foluo again, even if he can't defeat him, there is no problem in retreating.

Unless the supreme powerhouses of several countries jointly besiege him, otherwise, there are really a few people in this world who can hurt Chu Yun now.

It was out of confidence in himself that Chu Yun returned the same way and rushed towards Lingwu Island again.

The wind was howling and the moon was shining.

Just a few minutes later, Chu Yun appeared on Spirit Mist Island.

At this time, the people on Lingwu Island seemed to have dispersed, and it was unusually quiet. I couldn't even hear the sound of insects, only the sound of the wind, blowing slowly on this small island.

Chu Yun didn't know that after Zi Yun took him away, the rest of the people from all over the world explored the island and found no treasures except for some ordinary herbs with aura.

Many people simply left.

At this time, Chu Yun had already reappeared outside the cave, and he went in to take a look, but he didn't find Ling Yiwei's figure at all.

"Strange, could it be that he was taken away by the people of Hongmen?" Chu Yun was suddenly puzzled, and he only thought of this possibility in his heart.

After all, although Ling Yiwei has a low status in the Hongmen, he is always the descendant of the four major families of the Hongmen, and if he is taken away by the Hongmen, there should be no danger to his life.

However, at this moment, Chu Yun's face suddenly became solemn. He didn't look for Ling Yiwei again, but turned around slowly, frowned, and looked at the sky beyond the cave.

I saw there, the breeze was light, and the original deep darkness was a little rich in an instant at this moment.

"Are you coming?"

Chu Yun's red lips opened slightly, and after feeling those familiar breaths, Chu Yun smiled faintly. Shaking his head slightly, he walked out of the cave and into the deep darkness outside.

Chu Yun originally planned that the grievances between him and them would be completely liquidated when he went to Hongmen. But now it seems that it can be ended early.

Chu Yun raised his footsteps and stepped on the fine broken stones at the entrance of the cave, and the slight sound he brought was in the cave, slowly echoing.

And the moment Chu Yun walked out of the cave, the originally silent night sky was like boiling water, and it boiled in an instant.

Far away, there are several figures, like ghosts, walking like flying. The hundred-meter-high trees and forests were like walking on the ground at their feet, and the speed was so fast that there were bursts of sonic booms in the air.

In just the blink of an eye, five figures flew in, surrounding Chu Yun in five directions, including southeast, northwest, and northwest. Three of these five people were the Hongmen Three Tigers who almost killed Chu Yun on Jingzhou Mountain that day.

As if the reincarnation of history was repeated, a group of strong people from Hongmen surrounded Chu Yun again. It's just that last time it was three people, but this time, the five tigers of Hongmen are gathered here!

Same night, same day, same people. However, the young man at that time, looking at their faces at this time, was no longer the panic and solemnity of that night. On the delicate face, there was even a faint smile, and there was no hint of panic.

It was like a pool of ancient wells, surrounded by the strong men of Hongmen, but they did not set off the slightest wave in Chu Yun's heart.

Under the nine heavens, I saw the young man standing with his hands in his hands and rising in the air. Deep pupils, but looking around the sky and the galaxy. A faint laugh quietly echoed in the silent night: "Xiao Han, bring these people to surround and kill me, I'm afraid it's not enough, right?"

"Haha"

As soon as Chu Yun's words fell, in the endless starry sky, a deep voice sounded, as if coming from the depths of heaven and earth, and the low laughter echoed in the night sky for a long time.

"Chu Yun, it's been so long, you are really still so arrogant. ”

"Don't worry, this time, the lineup will make you satisfied. ”

"Because, between you and me, there is no chance to meet next time. ”

In the laughter, in the depths of the distant night sky, I saw a handsome young man, eyebrows like stars, eyes like swords, walking in the starry sky, walking with his head held high. His confident and proud eyes looked at Chu Yun contemptuously, as if he was strolling leisurely, calmly and calmly. Between the voids, the gloom comes.

While strolling, the young man's eyebrows froze in an instant, and a cold shout was like thunder, exploding the sky: "Hongmen Flying Dragon, where is it?"

The sound waves are like waves, and the sound of thunder rolls through the starry sky.

As Xiao Han's words fell, in the depths of the starry sky, it was like a heavy wave, rolling in. Three white lights, and in the endless darkness, they quietly lit up.

The white light came extremely fast, just like the sword qi cut by the sword of judgment, fast as a rainbow, as fast as light, galloping forward.

At first, it was still a kilometer away, and in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of you.

When he could leave, Chu Yun saw clearly that they were three figures in black robes, and the black robes hid them in the deep darkness.

They are the ghosts of the night, they are the devouring sword!

These three people are the strongest force guarding the Hongmen.

Hongmen Youlong, the three great masters are strong.

According to legend, on the road leading to Hongmen, three dragons, five tigers and ten wolves, a whole eighteen people, were stationed on the 1,800-meter avenue, and anyone who wanted to enter the hall of Hongmen had to go through their strict scrutiny.

They are the pinnacle of the Hongmen guards, and they are also the strongest force that the Hongmen has exposed.

Even the worst people are in the realm of gods. And Hongmen Youlong is a strong grandmaster who stands at the pinnacle of martial arts.

At this moment, around Chu Yun, there were eight figures and eight pairs of eyes, locking Chu Yun to death.

It seemed that as long as Chu Yun made the slightest move, what was waiting for him would be a thunderous and violent attack.

Outside the encirclement, Xiao Han looked at Chu Yun, but his face was full of playful smiles, and the disdain and contempt in his eyebrows were so similar to a year ago.

"Chu Yun, the grievances between you and my Xiao family will end tonight!"