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Outside the town of Castle Peak.

Chu Yun stood here, his faint eyes scanning the four directions. It's been a day, but the bloody atmosphere here is still strong.

Listening to what his father said, hundreds of people, under the move of the woman in the purple dress, all exploded into blood mist.

Chu Yun felt that the person who could have such a power and save his parents and relatives was at least a Grandmaster cultivator.

Chu Yun stayed here for a while, then raised his face and looked ahead a hundred meters away.

On the high mountain, I saw a burly man, crucified there. The man's chest was already sunken, and the blood stained half of the mountain, and the appearance was terrifying, but it was unbearable to read.

On the man's chest, there was a seven-foot long sword, which was quietly inserted there. The sharp blade pierced the man's chest and embedded it half a meter deep in the mountain stone.

Chu Yun's body rose into the air, and in the void, he walked towards the corpse, but he walked slowly.

"This person, the cultivation of a half-step grandmaster. ”

Chu Yun frowned, he didn't expect that Wu Qingsong would send a half-step grandmaster's master to come in order to get rid of his family.

You must know that with the strength of Huang Ziyi and Xu Mu, you can almost walk sideways in Jiangdong. And the person in front of him, the level of cultivation, is stronger than Huang Ziyi.

At this moment, Chu Yun's killing intent towards Wu Qingsong was a little stronger.

In the void, Chu Yun stood in front of the high mountain. He stretched out his hand and slowly landed on the hilt of the seven-foot sword. With a slight pull, the sword was pulled out of the mountain, but Lin Zhixuan, who was nailed to the mountain, fell helplessly from the top of the mountain, and finally fell on the hard gravel, his stiff body, and he fell to pieces.

Ignoring the falling corpse bones, Chu Yun looked at the aqua blue long sword in his hand, above the void, the breeze was blowing, and Chu Yun could even faintly smell the faint fragrance on this long sword.

Smelling this faint fragrance, at this moment, Chu Yun's heart moved slightly. Outside the Devil's City, in the yellow sand, the graceful and luxurious woman in the purple dress immediately appeared.

"Ziyun, could it be you?" Looking at this water-light long sword, Chu Yun smiled faintly, but muttered softly.

Then, after putting away this blue light long sword, Chu Yun's expression immediately became cold.

He raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Jingzhou, but above Sen Leng's face, there was murderous intent.

Wu Qingsong, it's time for our grievances to end!

The next moment, the energy surged, and Chu Yun headed in the direction of Jingzhou and stepped into the sky.

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Hongyun Building, which has witnessed the changes of the restaurant over the years. On the ancient red walls and green tiles, there are traces engraved with countless years, and I don't know how many powerful bosses have witnessed the rise and fall.

As outside the restaurant, one luxury car after another stopped, and one after another bigwigs who are rarely seen appeared. The owner of the restaurant knows that today, they are afraid that they will witness the birth of the new Jiangdong Zhizun again.

The car stopped.

Lin Qing opened the car door and slowly stepped out of the car. He raised his head and took another look at this restaurant, which had its own historical background through the vicissitudes of time.

Suddenly, it was a mixture of feelings.

A few months ago, it was also in this place that they witnessed a rare once-in-a-century talent, like a comet, rising strongly.

The Yellow River Martial Arts Meeting, the feast of heroes, he watched with his own eyes, the young man named Chu Yun, standing in front of a group of Jiangdong heroes, stepping on the sky, drinking all the romance.

At that time, Chu Yun was so high-spirited. Even in Jiangdong at that time, everyone thought that the next hundred years would be the era of Chu Yun.

In just the year of the weak crown, he defeated the green dragon, killed the sky, swung his anger into a sword, spit out and killed, ascended to the honor of Jiangdong, and stood out from the crowd.

Such a genius, within a few years, will definitely shake Huaxia, shake the world, and shake the entire martial arts world.

But who would have thought that it was only a few months, and everything was already wrong.

Although it was hard to believe, Lin Qing also had to accept this reality. Now that Chu Yun is dead, there is no point in holding on any longer.

With a heavy heart, Lin Qing slowly stepped into the restaurant.

Among the restaurants, many forces in Jiangdong have arrived.

On the high seat, Wu Qingsong sat proudly, looking at everyone, high-spirited, and his high-spirited voice spread throughout the room in an instant.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is an unusual day. ”

"I, Wu Qingsong, will officially return to Jiangdong after today!"

"I know that some of you still have illusions about Chu Yun now. Waiting for Chu Yun to return. ”

"Yes, not only you are waiting, but many people outside Jinling City and by Xuanwu Lake are also waiting. However, a dead man is a dead man, even if you wait until the sea withers and the rocks rot and the sky falls, Chu Yun, he is dead, and he will never come back. ”

"From now on, there will be no more Mr. Chu in the world. ”

"From now on, this respect of Jiangdong can only be me Wu Qingsong. ”

"Chu Yun, he was already bombarded into slag under my missile. ”

"Hahaha..."

Wu Qingsong laughed, but Lin Qing, Luo Feng and the others were extremely pale.

But some people have a completely different demeanor from Lin Qing and others.

For example, Moshan, at this time, is full of glory and respect.

He took the lead in getting up, facing Wu Qingsong, and bowed respectfully: "Yes, Wu Lao has shocked my Jiangdong area decades ago. The respect of Jiangdong, it is up to you to do it, but it is very suitable. ”

"As for that bullshit Mr. Chu, I'll go for it!"

"He's just a little kid, how can he be qualified to be the lord of Jiangdong. ”

"There is no hero at the time, he is famous for his shaft!"

"Now that the king of Wu Lao has returned, Wu Lao is us, Jiangdong, the biggest hero. ”

"I, Moshan, on behalf of the Mo family, am willing to serve Wu Lao as the respect of Jiangdong!"

Mo Shan said loudly, complimenting Wu Qingsong continuously.

Other forces that had already thrown themselves under Wu Qingsong's command also followed suit. All of them learned from Moshan's appearance, and praised Wu Qingsong: "Our Wang family..."

"We are Shengshi Entertainment..."

"They are all willing to serve Wu Lao and be the respect of Jiangdong!"

In the entire restaurant, countless bigwigs have expressed their positions. There are so many people who are doing it, but only a few people such as Luo Feng and Lin Qing are left, and they are still sitting in place with a pale face, watching them elect the new Jiangdong Honor, but they are silent.

"Thank you, thank you. ”

At this moment, Wu Qingsong's face was full of pride and high spirits.

After Xie Youmoshan and the others, Wu Qingsong's eyes fell on Lin Qing and Luo Feng.

"What, Mr. Lin and Mr. Luo, don't you still have an opinion on me Wu Lao?"

"Or, do you still have illusions about that little child surnamed Chu?"

"Haha..."

"By the way, have you noticed that the Grandmaster powerhouse next to me, Lin Zhixuan is not following me. ”

"Do you know where he went?"

"Everyone will be a family in the future, I, Wu Qingsong, will tell you. I asked Zhixuan, with his subordinates, to go to Fenghai. ”

When everyone heard this, their expressions suddenly turned grim.

Many people here went to pay homage to Mr. Chu for the New Year, so they naturally knew where Fenghai City was.

That is Mr. Chu's hometown, in other words, Mr. Chu's parents and relatives are all in Fenghai.

Wu Qingsong asked Lin Zhixuan to go to Fenghai, could it be...

"Wu Qingsong, you brute, you dare to attack Mr. Chu's family!" As soon as Luo Feng heard this, he instantly burst out, slapped the table, and yelled angrily at Wu Qingsong.

Martial arts disputes do not affect family members, and do not involve relatives and friends. This is the unwritten rule of martial arts fighting.

But Wu Qingsong, a bastard bastard, didn't say anything about killing Mr. Chu, he even sent someone to Fenghai to kill Mr. Chu's parents and relatives!

"Brute, you're a brute!"

Lin Qing couldn't stand it anymore, and his eyes immediately turned red. He is also a person with parents and relatives, and the most shameful thing in his life is this kind of person who slaughters other people's blood relatives.

"Wu Qingsong, even if our Jianshi Group is destroyed by you today, we will never give in to you, let alone serve a bastard like you as the honor of Jiangdong!"

Anger, incomparably angry.

What kind of beast is it, in order to sit on this Jiangdong honor, he wants to kill Mr. Chu's family?

The anger in Lin Qing's heart was almost dripping blood.

"We, the Luo Bank, will never serve a despicable person like you as the respect of Jiangdong!" Luo Feng also gritted his teeth and roared.