1960. Chu Yun's strongest force
The cold wind behind him is surging, and the energy in front is boiling.
In the angry shout, Chu Yun stepped on the ground, thinned his body, and immediately rose to the sky.
"The first form of the Nine Palaces Sword Technique, Hua is ignorant!"
The red flames swept through, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.
Chu Yun stood still, but the heaven and earth in front of him were already as sword as the sea.
After slashing with a sword, Chu Yun swung his sword again.
"The second type, the wind and the moon!"
Above the galaxy, there is a red flame like fire.
In the midst of the wind, a full moon rises in the east.
In just a moment, Chu Yun's second sword had already fallen.
The brilliant sword light swept the heavens and the earth, and the bright sword light almost made the sun and the moon lose their brilliance.
However, the long sword in Chu Yun's hand did not stop, and the third sword and the fourth sword continued to slash.
"Third type, drunken nymphomania!"
Between the nights, there are pieces of brocade flowers, and there are red spots.
The sword light is shining, and the sword intent is intoxicating.
At this moment, Chu Yun's might was powerful, making Feng Xinyan and the others desperate.
They had no doubt that if one of Chu Yun's three swords fell on them, they would probably not be able to hold it for a moment, and they would be cut into pulp in an instant, right?
"He's so strong now?"
Feng Xinyan was full of shock, Huo Hongzhi was already sluggish, and Tuxing Sun was full of frustration.
They couldn't believe that the teenager who was competing with them a few days ago was now so powerful that they despaired.
"I guess it's because of the dragon's blood, right?"
"Without dragon's blood, even if this stinky boy is strong, he is definitely not much stronger than us. Huo Hongzhi said to himself, as if he was comforting himself.
He was a proud person, he had always thought that he was the pride of the sky, so he naturally couldn't accept that Chu Yun was younger than him, but his strength was so much stronger than himself?
"But no matter how evil it is, it's over here!"
"With so many Immortal Palace Lords surrounded, I don't believe you can still die?"
Huo Hongzhi gritted his teeth and roared, his face was magnificent, and his eyebrows were full of monstrous hatred.
Feng Xinyan, Tuxingsun and the others also looked anxiously, unable to take their eyes off it.
However, just when everyone was paying attention to the battle between the Immortal Palace Lords and Chu Yun, no one noticed that not far away, a middle-aged man was still standing quietly.
This person is the glory of the country.
The only one of the robbers present.
From beginning to end, he never made a move.
As if an outsider, he had been quietly watching Xia Jiang and the others collide with Chu Yun.
Rumble~
The combined attack of everyone finally collided with Chu Yun's sword attack.
There was a loud bang, but it almost shook the heavens and the earth.
The terrifying power was almost like a nuclear bomb exploding, and the rich power spread out frantically from the center of the collision.
The earth cracked, and the mountains and rivers crumbled.
The overflowing strong wind shattered countless mountains, rocks, grass and trees, even if Feng Xinyan and Tuxingsun and others hid thousands of meters away, they were still tragically affected, Feng Xinyan was shocked and lay on the ground, while Tuxingsun directly vomited blood and was shocked and flew out.
Even the strong wind that overflowed was so powerful, and the center of the collision, how violent the energy should be, everyone couldn't imagine at all.
"Did you win?"
"Is Chu Yun dead?"
When the storm subsided a little, Huo Hongzhi immediately crawled out of the ruins and couldn't wait to look at the decisive battle ahead.
There, the eight Immortal Palace Lords stood in the air, their robes flying.
or holding a sword, or stroking a harp, or holding a palm...
are still maintaining their own offensive momentum.
On the other side, the young man slashed wildly with a knife, his eyes red like a burning fire. His eyebrows are flying, and his black hair is like a waterfall.
With the power of one person, resist the might of the eight immortal lords.
"Actually... Blocked it?"
Looking at the scene in front of him, Huo Hongzhi's eyes almost popped out.
The eight Immortal Palace Lords surrounded Chu Yun, how strong was the combined attack, and Chu Yun actually blocked it alone?
"How so!"
"How could he be so strong?"
"Even if you have dragon blood, you shouldn't have so much power?"
Tuxingsun is just as unbelievable.
Not only them, but even Xia Jiang and the others who were in it were full of tremors and surprises.
They originally thought that it would not be easy for the eight of them to work together to kill Chu Yun.
But who would have thought that Chu Yun would hold on.
"He alone, can he stop the eight of us?" Xia Jiang's old face was pale, and the lion roar palace master Shi Xiong also trembled.
Is the power of dragon blood really so strong?
Just when Xia Jiang and the others were trembling in their hearts, in the distance, the glory who had been quietly watching the battle, on the corner of his mouth, a touch of cunning immediately appeared.
The next moment, Ronghua's face turned cold, and he immediately burst out.
"Nether Palm!"
Suddenly there was a burst of applause, but everyone was shocked.
Everyone looked at it, only to see that on a mountain of rocks, the glory rose to the sky, the yuan force exploded, and the power of the catastrophe emerged.
Three palms in a row, almost instantly, smashed Chu Yun's sword light.
Bang bang bang~
Ronghua's sudden shot was undoubtedly the last straw that broke the camel's back.
The original stalemate was broken in an instant, and the Nine Palaces Sword Qi immediately collapsed.
The sword light that originally swept the heavens and the earth, like an eggshell that fell to the ground, fell apart in an instant.
After the sword light was broken, Ronghua's palm wind continued to smash towards Chu Yun.
A palm smashed on the long sword in Chu Yun's hand, and the Red Flame Divine Blade was immediately smashed and bent, and finally came out of Chu Yun's hand, hitting the mountain belly in the distance with a sonorous sound.
The sound of the sword hummed, and the red sword light was like a table lamp that had been cut off, and then dimmed away.
The other palm hit Chu Yun's chest.
The ribs were broken, and blood mixed with fragments of internal organs spat out. And Chu Yun's body was also like a ball of air leaking, and it was immediately smashed and flew out, bringing a poignant arc under the moonlight, and finally fell to the ground with a bang, after smashing nearly a hundred big trees.
His body trembled again, but a mouthful of blood spat out again.
"Is this the power of the Tribulation?"
"It's terrible!"
Seeing that Chu Yun was seriously injured by Ronghua's several palms, and even his sword was dropped, Xia Jiang and the others suddenly sighed, and they were even more in awe of the strong man in their hearts.
"It's still a great honor!"
"With those palms just now, even if this stinky boy didn't die, he would have to lose half his life. ”
"The farce is finally over. ”
Many people let out long sighs of relief and chuckled softly.
In their opinion, Chu Yun's sword was all knocked down, and there was nothing to fear.
"A sword immortal, without a sword, is equivalent to a tiger without minions. There is only the share of the neck to die. Xia Jiang laughed.
"After so many days of tossing, I can finally go back and give an account to the lord of the country. The others echoed and laughed.
Feng Xingzi couldn't laugh at all, looking at the young man who was lying in a pool of blood, he just shook his head and sighed.
The elder of the Qin Palace also sighed in his heart, and he couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
Mu Guyan's heart tingled, but he was quickly suppressed.
However, just when Xia Jiang and the others were all rejoicing at Chu Yun's defeat, the solemnity on Ronghua's old face did not dissipate for a long time.
"Prime Minister, what's wrong, why can't you go over and slaughter that bastard boy?" Xia Jiang asked.
Ronghua still didn't answer, and a pair of old eyes always looked ahead.
I saw that there, the rocks suddenly loosened. Several boulders rolled down from the rubble.
The next moment, a young man covered in blood, stubbornly, stood up from the ruins again.
At this time, Chu Yun's clothes were torn and his black hair was scattered.
On the delicate face, there was a little blood on it, and it was so embarrassed.
However, the young man's eyebrows were still deep.
What kind of anger and majesty are contained under those deep pupils.
Just looking at it makes people shudder.
"Huh?"
"Bastard boy, are you still unwilling?
"I really don't know whether to live or die!" Xia Jiang sneered.
Feng Xingzi also couldn't bear it: "Chu Yun, why bother? You were defeated when you had a sword in your hand, not to mention that you have no sword in your hand now?"
"Give up, don't resist. ”
"If you cooperate, maybe the lord of the country will be able to spare your life. ”
"Yes, Chu Yun. Stop, you are only one person, how can you fight the entire empire?"
Feng Xinyan, Huo Hongzhi and the others watched from a distance and did not speak, but in their eyes when they looked at Chu Yun, there was sympathy, pity, and schadenfreude.
Life is really unpredictable.
A few days ago, it was beautiful, but now it is at the end of the road.
However, in the face of everyone's sarcasm, Chu Yun smiled.
"Do you really think that without a sword, the deity can't fight you?"
"Actually, you don't know that the deity has been cultivating for the longest time, and it's definitely not swordsmanship. ”
"Rather, the Heavenly Thirteen Style!"
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