In the southern suburbs of Jingzhou City, originally, it was a desolate highland, with mountains and rocks, grass and trees.

But now, it was a sea of fire, and the land was full of messes.

The aftermath of the explosion was still radiating, and the terrifying temperature scorched the sky and trembled violently. Within a radius of several miles, there is almost a scorched earth, and within ten miles, there is no life at all.

The continuous and uninterrupted bombardment for an hour, with the level of firepower covering just now, is enough to annihilate even a division here. And these against a person, just imagine, is it possible for that person to survive?

No way!

I can't help but Wu Qingsong, the entire artillery company is thinking so. They even wondered why they would use rocket artillery to shoot directly at the little broken kid just now, so why use rocket artillery?

It's really a knife to kill chickens.

Many soldiers shook their heads secretly in their hearts, thinking that Wu Qingsong had made a stupid decision.

But if they knew that Chu Yun was still not dead after being bombarded by a cruise missile, the horror would not have thought so.

Wu Qingsong naturally didn't know what these soldiers thought. At this time, Wu Qingsong didn't know whether to cry or laugh, but just looked at the raging fire burning there, shouting out in a gaffe.

"Dead"

"Finally dead. ”

"I, Wu Qingsong, poured everything I had, and finally killed Chu Yun. ”

"Xiao Ming, Xi'er, Zhixuan, your souls in the sky can finally rest in peace"

Wu Qingsong laughed, letting tears flow on the old man's forehead, for some reason, after killing Chu Yun, Wu Qingsong had a sadness slowly rising in his heart.

In order to deal with Chu Yun, he sacrificed too much. Almost all of his reliance was lost in Chu Yun's hands. Until now, Wu Qingsong couldn't help but think, is it worth it for him to pay so much just to kill a Chu Yun?

However, this kind of thought only appeared in Wu Qingsong's heart for a moment, and then he was overwhelmed by the huge sense of accomplishment after killing Chu Yun.

"Chu Yun, you still died in the hands of my Wu Qingsong after all. ”

"Haha"

Wu Qingsong looked up to the sky and laughed, releasing the long-suppressed emotions in his heart.

However, at this moment, behind him was a soldier's shocked shout that rang out wildly.

"Ahh

"Look!"

"What's that?"

"Is that a human or a ghost?"

When Wu Qingsong laughed, the hundreds of soldiers on the high ground saw the lonely black shadow in the firelight, but they were almost crazy, and their eyes widened in shock, as if they had seen a devil.

At this time, Wu Qingsong, after hearing the noise of the soldiers behind him, suddenly trembled in his heart, and then turned around as if he was crazy, staring at the flames in front of him.

I saw that in the flames of the raging sky, there was a thin figure, walking slowly in the flames.

One step, two steps, just walking so rhythmically.

It wasn't until they could leave that everyone saw Chu Yun's delicate face clearly, and there was a faint smile on his forehead.

Behind him was an endless sea of fire, and in front of him were thousands of soldiers.

Under the nine heavens, I saw a beautiful young man, walking alone.

He walked calmly, and he carried the coffin!

Under the sun, Chu Yun's bright smile was like a devil, which made people chill.

The artillerymen on the high ground were simply crazy, and they all stared at each other, and their eyes almost burst.

I'll fuck you off!

You're not dead, are you still human? You're the devil!

"This, this, this"

"How is this possible?"

The moment he saw the handsome young man, the smile on Wu Qingsong's face instantly froze, as if an aviation missile exploded in his heart, and Wu Qingsong's heart set off a stormy wave in an instant.

Shock, fear!

Thousands of emotions emerged on the old man's old face, condensed, sublimated, and finally condensed into full of depression.

With a mouthful of blood, Wu Qingsong spit it out directly.

His body shook, but he leaned against the trees beside him, with a dejected face.

Wu Qingsong just watched like this, watching the handsome young man walk out of the mountain of corpses and fire with the coffin on his back, and watched him walk towards here with a faint smile.

Footsteps landed on the charred earth, and the sound of grass and trees breaking could be faintly heard. The breeze blew the young man's clothes, and on Chu Yun's delicate face, there was a touch of drifting sea floating slowly in the wind.

The soldiers behind Wu Qingsong were still holding submachine guns and pouring their anger on the young man who was carrying the coffin, and thousands of bullets hit Chu Yun's body fiercely, but they all fell one foot away from Chu Yun's body, like yellow leaves in autumn, falling dashingly, leaving no injuries on the delicate young man's body at all.

Wu Qingsong collapsed there, as if he had lost his soul, and the moment he saw Chu Yun walking in the coffin in the sea of fire, Wu Qingsong knew that everything was over.

Myself, after all, still lost.

He Wu Qingsong, the organs were exhausted, and after all, he was defeated in the hands of a teenager.

Boom!

The coffin of several hundred catties smashed in front of Wu Qingsong. That delicate figure, bathed in the rain of guns, finally appeared unscathed in front of Wu Qingsong.

"Is there still a means?" Chu Yun looked at him condescendingly, his indifferent expression was full of contempt. He chuckled lightly and asked the miserable Wu Qingsong playfully.

Behind Chu Yun, those soldiers had already been frightened, looking at the monster in front of them that couldn't be killed by shells and guns, but they threw away their armor and fled.

Only Wu Qingsong was left, his face full of decadence, where did he collapse,

In the face of Chu Yun's question, Wu Qingsong did not answer, and after a long time, a bitter smile came out of Wu Qingsong's mouth.

"Chu Yun, I really regret it now, I didn't bombard you with missiles from the beginning, and kill your whole family with rockets. ”

Really, Wu Qingsong at this moment is really full of remorse. At the beginning, if he had directly used his hole cards, sent Lin Zhixuan, or directly bombed Chu Yun's residence with cruise missiles, instead of letting Zhang Jiuyang and other small characters confront Chu Yun and leave him such a long time to grow, I am afraid that now he Wu Qingsong is definitely not in such a situation.

More than half a year ago, Chu Yun was only a martial artist who could kill Ye Qinglong's kind of external cultivation, but Wu Qingsong never imagined that it had only been less than a year, and Chu Yun had the ability to resist missiles without dying, and he could also suffer from rocket bombardment without being able to do so.

At this time, Chu Yun is afraid that he is already a grandmaster cultivator.

The growth rate of this teenager is really terrible, terrible and desperate!!

"I lost, I know, with your temperament, I'm afraid that if I move out of my brother Chen Qingquan, I'm afraid that you won't let me go. ”

"But before I die, I beg you to let me go back to Yanjing. ”

"After that, I don't need you to do it, I, Wu Qingsong, will naturally break it myself. ”

"You and me, let's understand this. ”

Wu Qingsong is also worthy of being a hero in the world, in the face of a desperate situation, how many people can do it so angrily?

However, for Wu Qingsong's words, Chu Yun sneered: "Decide it yourself?"

"Don't you think your requirements are a bit too high?"

"You have repeatedly designed to kill me, Nuo Nuo died because of you, the Yunyang Martial Arts Pavilion was completely destroyed by you, and the Lei family, the Lin family, and the Luo family were almost wiped out. ”

"What's more, you dare to touch my parents and relatives. ”

"All this, do you think that I will let you go back to Yanjing, will it be as easy as I will let you die?" Chu Yun's words were very calm, like a pool of ancient wells.

But the surging killing intent contained in the ancient well was surging.

However, in the face of Chu Yun's threat, Wu Qingsong was not afraid at all, and even snorted coldly, and said with a faint smile: "What, do you want to destroy my Wu family?"

"Haha..."

"Chu Yun, this is the gap between you and me. At a time when I am in conflict with you. I was prepared for the worst. ”

"My blood relatives have already been sent out by me. ”

"Now they're scattered all over the world. Even I couldn't find them. ”

"If you want to destroy my Nine Clans, Chu Yun, are you simply delusional?"

Wu Qingsong smiled proudly. Perhaps this was the only thing he had left to be proud of.

Chu Yun values family affection, how can Wu Qingsong not care about his relatives, otherwise he would not have played with Chu Yun for Xiao Ming's death.

So from the very beginning, he arranged a retreat for his people, and even if he lost, it would not affect them.

"Chu Yun, I admit that you are talented and demonic, but in some aspects, you are still too tender compared to me!" Wu Qingsong laughed proudly.

However, in the face of Wu Qingsong's words, Chu Yun shook his head and chuckled: "Wu Qingsong, do you really think that if I Chu Yun kill someone, I must find them in advance?"