1921. Chu Yun's sword

As Chu Yun's words fell, under the Tianhe, I saw the young man crying blood, but his originally low-hanging face gradually rose.

Above the body, the faint golden dragon pattern, as if it was rekindled, actually bloomed again.

And Chu Yun's whole person also slowly stood up from the ground.

The golden light surged again, and the edges converged again.

Three thousand thunderbolts ran wildly, and the world seemed to be boiling at this time.

The rich Heaven and Earth Yuan Force, flickering with a terrifying blue light, circled and converged wildly between the nine heavens, and finally took on a funnel-shaped, heading towards Chu Yun's body, pouring away.

At this time, Chu Yun was like the divine bow that shot the sun, accumulating strength like crazy.

He stood with blood in his eyes, and he smiled proudly.

What kind of majesty and domineering is contained in those deep pupils, as if all living beings are born to bow down to him and surrender to him.

The moment the young man stood up, everyone only felt that the whole world seemed to be under his feet.

At this point, the whole world has been quiet.

All the sighs for Chu Yun before, the sneers for Chu Yun, and the gloating for Chu Yun have all disappeared. All that was left in my heart was the tremor that was as thick as the abyssal sea.

"How... How come?"

"This son has been defeated, how can he still have such a strong power?"

"Could it be that he still has the strength to do it?" Feng Qingzi, the palace master of Fengqing Palace, exclaimed.

Feng Xinyan's beautiful eyes also wrinkled immediately, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of worry and doubt.

Chu Yun, what are you going to do?

Does he really want to fight with Gong Ming?

"Nope. ”

"He's running the exercises to restore the Yuan Force. ”

"It seems that this Holy Son of the Qin Palace is not dead yet. ”

"Prepare to break the cauldron and sink the boat, and then fight to the death with the Holy Son of the Sword Immortal Palace. ”

When everyone was suspicious, Xing Jiutian, the lord of the Nine Palaces, saw that he was suspicious.

The strong Heaven and Earth Yuan Force riot should have been caused by Chu Yun's exercises.

It's just that Xing Jiutian had to be shocked, being able to gather such a majestic Yuan Force in a short period of time, what level of exercises did this young man cultivate?

Because even he had never seen such a terrifying cultivation technique, and the speed of restoring Yuan Force could be described as terrifying.

This Chu Yun, if he doesn't have a big chance, then he has a big background.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him, a person from the lower realm, to possess so many powerful supernatural powers.

However, Xing Jiutian had to be curious, even if Chu Yun regained some strength from running the exercises, what could he do?

It is nothing more than continuing to repeat the mistakes of the past.

After all, the Chu Yun Divine Comedy has come out, and the strongest forces have lost to Gong Ming.

Even if he can recover his strength now, what can he do to fight Gong Ming?

Not only Xing Jiutian thought so, but almost all the masters of the Immortal Palace had the same idea.

The candle dragon shook his head and sneered: "This Qin Palace kid, is it really immortal if you don't hit the south wall?"

"The Divine Comedy has been defeated, and he still hasn't given up!"

"What else is he going to fight with Gong Ming?"

"It's just killing yourself. ”

However, the more Chu Yun was like this, the more refreshed the candle dragon's heart became.

Because the more paranoid Chu Yun was, the more likely he was to die at Gong Ming's hands.

Huo Hongzhi and Xia Jiang and the others also sneered.

Rong Hua and the other people of the Wen Palace also showed a sinister smile in their hearts when they saw that Chu Yun didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Let's fight!

Until he dies under the sword of Gong Ming!

In this way, my son's revenge will be avenged.

And Qin Yin was completely panicked at the moment.

Chu Yun was already wounded, and the strongest Divine Comedy had already been defeated, but he still insisted on fighting now.

Obviously, Chu Yun used this move to show everyone that this time, he was going to fight to the death.

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent!

"Chu Yun, this palace begs you. ”

"Stop, don't fight anymore. ”

"You can't fight him. ”

"This time we lost, we still have a chance. ”

"Chu Yun, your talent is unparalleled, give you another hundred years, and no one in this Nine Palace Immortal Kingdom will be able to stop you. ”

"But if you die here, there's really nothing. ”

Qin Yin persuaded bitterly, but the sad pretty face was already red, and she almost wanted to cry.

Many people couldn't help but marvel that the palace master of the Qin Palace couldn't help but care too much about Chu Yun.

Between them, is it really just the relationship between the palace master and the disciple?

However, no matter how Ren Qinyin dissuaded him, no matter how everyone shook their heads and sighed, Chu Yun's slow steps never stopped at all.

The robes on his body were already stained with blood, and the long piano in his hand was broken.

At this time, the young man, like a soldier who swore to die, approached the direction of Gong Ming step by step.

With each step, Chu Yun's momentum became a little stronger.

With each step, the bluestone under his feet cracked a few pieces.

Looking at the approaching young man, Gong Ming's cold face was still full of disdain.

"It's useless. ”

"You've tried your best, but you've failed. ”

"And my palace Ming, there are still hole cards that are not used. ”

"So, no matter how you struggle, it's just a battle of trapped beasts, and you're just looking for your own death. ”

The words are plain, but they are full of contempt.

This is the contempt of the strong for the weak.