"One sword to slaughter the gods!"

Chu Xingyu seemed to have turned into a completely emotionless killing machine, his hand waving faster and faster, as if he was forever tired.

At this moment, his lips squirmed slightly, exuding a low roar, and then, with a terrifying burst of death and evil aura, the sword in his hand instantly swept towards Elder Hu like a stormy wave!

This sword doesn't have so many bells and whistles, and it doesn't even have so many smooth fluctuations in mana, and all that can be felt is an ordinary breath that can't be more ordinary, but those fox clan people who feel this breath can't help but take two steps back.

Their eyes revealed a kind of fear, and they all felt their weakness in this breath, as if they were like a few ants in the stormy waves, as long as these stormy waves fell on their bodies, they would immediately die without a whole body!

Now they finally understood the realm of themselves and Chu Xingyu, but at the same time, they were puzzled that Chu Xingyu had not been away for a long time, and his cultivation was far from being so terrifying, why had he not seen him for a few months, and he had actually become something that people had to look up to!

Feeling that this sword was overwhelmingly blocking every direction of his retreat, a touch of solemnity finally appeared on Elder Hu's face, and his heart was shocked and angry.

At this time, he also shouted suddenly, and suddenly three tails stretched out behind him, these are three fox tails, not snow-white, but brown-red.

There were also traces of the moon carved on it, and it was obvious that this fire elder was a member of the Moon Clan.

"Moon Shield!"

Elder Fire was also bearded, and in an instant, a layer of pure white light directly enveloped his body, putting some of his retreats together in a silky defense, and the overwhelming sword qi hit this layer of white shield.

I only heard a crackling sound, and when everyone looked again, they found that the white light and the black light had collided together, and the two layers of light were constantly expanding and expanding, making it difficult to see.

Huge waves of sound spread out towards the outside, as if the sea level set off ripples layer by layer.

"Chu Xingyu lost, go catch him!" Nie Fan said lightly at this time, what he said was naturally said to the magic power on the side.

Hearing this, a sneer appeared on his face, obviously he didn't intend to listen to what Nie Fan said, so he did it, but at this time, the loser boy on Nie Fan's shoulder quickly flew behind Chu Xingyu and smashed it on the head of Magic Power with a hard slap!

The magic of this slap was dizzy, and his eyes were full of stars, and he glanced at the loser angrily and angrily, but he really dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, there was no way, who made this little thing's strength stronger than himself.

He could only take a deep breath, and glanced at Nie Fan fiercely with a murderous gaze, it's this damn Nie Fan again, wait, don't let him find a chance, otherwise he will definitely let Nie Fan never turn over!

Magic reluctantly stood in the direction that Nie Fan said, but as soon as he fell, he felt a black shadow quickly rushing towards him.

He reacted and wanted to resist, but he had no choice but to have his own strength sealed, and he didn't have such a strong strength at all, and he was heavily smashed down by this black shadow.

At that moment, the magic only felt as if his entire internal organs were turned upside down, making him feel the urge to vomit blood.

Fortunately, his demon body was already strong, and he was not seriously injured by this direct impact, but his face was still a little ugly, and his body fell into the ground on the side, and there was something that pressed on his body.

The magic power opened his eyes and looked, but found that it was Chu Xingyu who was full of embarrassment, and now the long sword in Chu Xingyu's hand fell to the side, and his body was all covered with dense wounds, and his breath seemed a little weak.

As expected, Chu Xingyu still lost in the end, and the magic power wanted to push Chu Xingyu away like a piece of stinky shit, but at this time, Chu Xingyu directly turned over and stood upright.

He spat out a mouthful of blood as he stood up, just as a gust of wind blew and blew backwards, spilling onto the mana's face.

“......”

Yes!!!

Immediately after that, there was a roar that pierced the sky, and the owner of this roar was naturally magic, and the magic power also crawled up from that hole.

He kept wiping the blood on his face with the clothes on his body, and kept banging on the ground, smashing the ground out, one by one fist prints.

He glared at Chu Xingyu viciously, his gaze seemed to be about to break Chu Xingyu's body into pieces, but in the end, he had to take his eyes back again, but his cheeks were tightly bulging, and he didn't stop relaxing for a moment.

His fists loosened and tightened and loosened, and finally watched the loser boy staring at him, but he still pressed down the kind of eagerness to do it.

Xiao Tianji glanced at Nie Fan with a rather complicated gaze, why did Nie Fan let the magic power go to that place to stand, could it be that he knew where Chu Xingyu would fly out from?

The magic power is really eight lifetimes of blood mold, it's not good to provoke anyone, but I want to recruit Nie Fan, recruit Nie Fan, if I am killed directly, it will be fine, but I was also arrested, I am afraid that he will suffer next!

Dark Night Ji exhaled on the side, and only felt that she was extremely lucky in her heart, although the situation between her and the magic force seemed to be similar so far, but fortunately, she didn't offend Nie Fan too much after all.

But the magic is different, if she is spit on her face by that mouthful of dirty blood, I am afraid that she will even have the mind to retreat the whole face.

Chu Xingyu beckoned lightly, and the long sword that fell on the side instantly returned to his hand, but soon, the long sword disappeared without a trace, and it had already reached his storage ring.

Chu Xingyu slowly came to Nie Fan's face, bent down, hung his head, and there was an indescribable shame in his eyes.

"Young master, I'm really sorry, I'm not his opponent yet!"

"It's okay, you're not his opponent, it's because your strength is still weak, let the magic help this time, I think the magic should be able to defeat this elder,

Magic, haven't you always been a warmonger, and now let you go and sharpen yourself with an elder in front of you, and if you can win him, how about I let you go?"