，

"Ahhhh

"Bastard!"

Looking at his bald right hand, Murata's eyes were blood-red, and he scolded frantically, and tears were about to stay.

However, Murata still did not give up, and then stretched out his left hand and continued to recite his mantra. It seems that Murata is on a par with Chu Yun, he has to unleash his powerful attack, and then kill Chu Yun fiercely.

People are crazy when they are angry, especially when they are insulted by a teenager they disdain, and that feeling of anger almost drives them crazy.

So Murata stretched out his left hand again with blood-red eyes. This time, he was extremely careful, and even turned his back to block Chu Yun's sight, completely protecting his left hand.

However, just as Murata continued to erect his fingers to chant the mantra, everyone never expected that Chu Yun did not cut Murata's fingers again this time, nor did he cut Murata's palm again, but directly swung his sword and slashed, and in the violent eyes of everyone, the young man actually cut off Murata's entire left arm.

Murata just watched blankly, his uncontrollable left hand slowly fell to the ground, and red blood gushed out madly along Murata's two arms.

Ahhh

Is it pain, or anger.

It doesn't matter anymore, Murata at this time looked up to the sky and roared, his majestic face was like a crazy tiger, roaring hysterically.

I'm afraid that Murata's anger and humiliation in his life are not as much as they came at this time, and his attack has not yet been completed, and whichever finger is stretched out, which finger will be cut off. Even in the end, even the palm and arm were cut off by Chu Yun with a sword.

Murata, who lost his hands, looked at it from a distance, but it was extremely majestic and terrifying.

He was covered in blood, looking at Chu Yun viciously, at the young man who had cut off his hands. She only had one thought in her heart now, and that was to kill him and break him into pieces.

But he has no hands, so what can he do to kill Chu Yun?

However, this could not stop Murata's surging killing intent towards Chu Yun.

"Murata, come back!" Seeing that Murata was at the end of his rope, the sky not far away hurriedly exclaimed.

Murata is a martial arts grandmaster, and even if the grandmaster breaks his arms, he will not be able to die at all in a short period of time. As long as the bleeding is stopped in time, Murata can still save his life.

"No, Cangkong, I can't go back, I can't go back!"

"My arms are broken, and I'm a wreck when I go back. ”

"For a wasted person, what is the love in life and what is the fear in death?"

"But even if I die, I will have to break a few teeth of this Huaxia child. ”

"But before I die, Cangkong, I'm a muddy horse!"

No one expected that Murata, who was originally going to fight the trapped beast, suddenly turned his head and scolded angrily at the sky behind him.

Now Murata, I can't wait to cut the sky with a thousand knives.

This bastard, he didn't go up just now, but let himself come up and do Chu Yun. In the end, he was pitted to death.

With such a big hatred, how could Murata not hate?

After scolding, Murata immediately turned around, his eyes showing a crazy color, and in his veins, the surging true vitality was burning like a raging fire.

Feeling the life essence passing like a tide, Murata laughed loudly, and his breath was also climbing rapidly.

One second, two seconds

Soon, when his strength grows to the limit, Murata will burst out with the strongest blow he has received in exchange for burning his life.

This will be the most powerful attack of his life, and he will bloom his most dazzling light like fireworks at the end of his life.

Soon!

Right now!

Murata felt the growing power in his body, like a raging fire.

"It's now!"

Murata smiled proudly, and a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

However, just when Murata's strongest blow was about to burst out, above the nine heavens, there was a palm that covered the sky, it covered the sky, it covered the sun, and it was as fast as a beacon of light.

"Heavenly Absolute Thirteen Style, Second Style, Regret Heavenly Earthquake!"

In the sneer, I saw Chu Yun rising from the sky, majestic as an immortal.

"Bastard, stop!!" Cangkong was suddenly shocked, shouted angrily, and hurried to help.

But Chu Yun turned a deaf ear. He stood proudly in the air, the true yuan lingered, and his strength was vertical and horizontal, covering the sky with a palm, but he was facing Murata and slapped it fiercely.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang that shook the sky, and when he saw Murata's body, he was slapped by Chu Yun and directly slapped into the ground.

Blood splattered and flesh flew. Murata's entire body was slapped to pieces. The earth was even sunk several meters deep by Chu Yun's palm.

Murata's strongest blow was not released after all, and it was slapped into meat by Chu Yun.

It was like a firework that rose into the sky, and when it flew halfway, it was fanned down by Chu Yun with a slap, leaving a little sound like a fart, and then there was nothing left.

The brightest light in Murata's life did not bloom after all.

Before he died, Murata was full of unwillingness and depression.

He looked up to the sky and howled, and he cried to the sun: "I'm Murata, hate, ahh

The heart-rending scream, as soon as it was shouted, it was slapped into the ground by Chu Yun, turned into a puddle of flesh, and then there was no life.

"Junior, how dare you kill him?"

By the time the sky arrived, it was already too late.

At this moment, in front of the sky, there was only a majestic giant palm left, and under the giant palm, the huge pit several meters deep, and the bloody bones at the bottom of the pit.

Seeing that his friend for many years was slapped into a puddle of flesh by Chu Yun in front of him, Cangkong's whole person was directly stunned, as if a thunderbolt exploded in his heart, and his brain suddenly turned pale.

He was in tears, looking at the place where his old friend died, but he sighed: "Murata, it was I who hurt you."

Is it guilt, or remorse?

Just now, if he hadn't let Murata kill Chu Yun, maybe Murata wouldn't have fallen to this point.

A few points of crystal, along the cloudy corners of the eyes, slowly flowed down. The next moment, Cangkong slowly raised his head, but his eyes were as red as blood, and his eyes were about to split.

"Damn, you killed Murata!"

"How dare you kill Murata?"

"Bastard, you damn it! Damn it!"

The sky shouted angrily, his eyes were grand, and he was about to go berserk and slash Chu Yun angrily.

However, the Lianggong Shu only saw that above the sky above the sky, there was another palm covering the sky again, quietly appearing.

The huge palm that could almost obscure the sky, after killing Murata, reappeared like a ghost. And this time, it appeared in the sky above the sky.

"Master Cangkong, get out of the way!" shouted Liang Gong Shu subconsciously.

But by this time, it was already too late.

Angry, Cangkong shouted: "Junior, die!!"

With a howl, the sky turned into a sword and rose from the ground. However, Cangkong never expected that less than a second after he had just risen from the ground, the palm above his head fell violently.

Then, without any hindrance, he slammed the sky-high sky into the ground with a slap.

Rumble!

The earthquake trembled, and the rubble flew. On that land, there was once again a magnificent palm print. The original highland was cut off by Chu Yun for a few meters, and where it came into view, only terrifying deep pits were left.

As for Cangkong, his whole body was half sunken, covered in blood, his nose, eyes and mouth were everywhere, but his chest was still slightly undulating.

"Not dead yet!" Seeing this, Liang Gong Shu was immediately overjoyed.

I have long heard that it is easy to defeat a grandmaster, but it is difficult to kill a grandmaster. It seems that it is not a lie, this kind of powerful attack, Cangkong can still be injured without dying, and there is still a breath left.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a martial arts master!

However, one second before the Lianggong operation, he was still rejoicing, and the next second, he only heard a stabbing sound.

It was the sound of the sword light tearing through the sky and the blast of the airflow.

"Really?"

Liang Gongshu immediately raised his head in horror, his pupils shrank, and his eyes almost popped out.

I saw that the young man who used a palm to cover the sky immediately drew his sword and slashed, instantly mending the knife!

The sword light suddenly roared, and in an instant, it slashed the dilapidated body of the sky.

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