"If you're here, why are you leaving?" Chu Yuan's voice faintly entered Jian Xingyu's ears, although the voice was flat, but listening to Jian Xingyu's ears, there was a strong killing intent, his heart seemed to have fallen into the cold ice of a thousand years, this voice made his body tremble, and he felt a strong sense of crisis, this feeling made his heart tremble.

As if he had seen an evil ghost, he breathed faster. In an instant, he left towards the mountains.

However, before he could run out of this mountain range, a figure covered in flames appeared in front of his eyes in an instant. His heart chuckled, his face was full of horror, he looked at Chu Yuan, and said in a lost voice: "You. . . What do you want. ”

"What?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Chu Yuan's mouth, and seeing that he was still pretending to be confused, he said sharply: "What are you talking about, aren't you trying to kill me, Chu is right in front of you, why don't you dare to do it." ”

Jian Xingyu's legs trembled violently like chaff, looking at Chu Yuan, the fear in his heart was even stronger, and his face changed greatly: "You. . . You don't want to make an inch, provoke me, and no one should think about it. ”

"Really? Chu wanted to see how you made me feel bad. Chu Yuan's eyes were murderous, and his gaze stopped coldly on Jian Xingyu's body.

"You. . . I don't think the old man is afraid that you won't succeed, and the old man will fight with you today. Seeing that Chu Yuan did not let go of himself at all, Jian Xingyu forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and raised his confidence and shouted. But there is still some lack of air in the tone.

Jian Xingyu slapped the storage bag, and more than a hundred flying swords flew out again, and between the pinching of the trick in his hand, the flying swords were dense like locusts, passing through the air and roaring towards Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan's eyes flashed, and the flame fist condensed in his hand, and slammed down towards the hundred and ten flying swords.

"Boom!"

The waves of fire were monstrous, the arrogance was rolling, and the flames in the sky exploded in the air like fireworks, which were incomparably gorgeous and colorful.

Under Chu Yuan's bombardment, the flying sword directly collapsed at that moment, turning into crystals and scattering away.

Chu Yuan's flaming fist dilated in Sword Xingyu's pupils.

Jian Xingyu saw the terrifying fist slamming towards his chest, his eyes were red, and he roared violently. His hand pinched, and his body suddenly shook at this moment, and a majestic black aura surged out from his body. A blood-red armor with extremely tight defense was formed on the surface of the body, enveloping the entire body.

"Boom!"

Chu Yuan's fist slammed directly into Jian Xingyu's chest, and the armor that looked extremely strong made a small clicking sound under Jian Xingyu's horror.

The next moment, shocking cracks appeared in the blood-red armor. Jian Xingyu's face changed greatly.

"No" in his loud shout. The blood-red armor he was proud of exploded and scattered, and the red light crystals turned into fireflies dancing in the sky.

His eyes were wide open, his face was bloodless with a look of resentment and unwillingness, and his fist had pierced his chest all the way through his chest.

"Boom!"

In the next moment, Jian Xingyu's body collapsed directly, turning into minced flesh and blood water sprinkled in the sky, and the sky seemed to rain blood.

The storage bag on Jian Xingyu's body was suddenly grabbed by Chu Yuan in his hand.

An illusory figure in the rain of blood, with fear on his face, wanted to escape under the cover of this rain of blood.

However, before his body could escape, Chu Yuan's sleeve robe waved, and the ball was like a wind sweeping away leaves, and it scattered in all directions, and a shrunken transparent figure was revealed. 、

"Ah, damn it" Jian Xingyu's Yuan Shen saw that he was discovered by Chu Yuan, and flew towards the sky desperately.

But Chu Yuan's hand was faster, and he copied towards Jian Xingyu. A handful of his primordial spirit in his hand.

"You. . . You're going to let me go. Sword Xingyu's primordial spirit shouted miserably, and his body continued to struggle.

"Let go of you" Chu Yuan snorted coldly, his hand tightened, and said, "Dream"

Seeing that his face was full of murderous aura, Jian Xingyu struggled to break free.

"Ahh The next moment, Sword Xingyu's illusory primordial spirit let out a sharp and piercing sound, and his primordial spirit was directly crushed by Chu Yuansheng.

It turned into a point of light and dissipated, disappearing forever.

Chu Yuan's eyes condensed slightly, and on the platform, Jin Mei, Jin Lan, Jin Wenrui, and Jin Ju were fighting with the patriarch of the Sang clan at the moment, and they had exerted their respective cultivation to the extreme. The roar was monstrous, and the magic weapon aura roared out one after another.

At the same time, after seeing that the strong men of the Sang Clan and the Heavenly Sword Sect had been killed, the monks of the Golden Saint Clan were greatly boosted, and they were like fierce tigers, with red eyes and murderous spirits.

Sang Chao, the patriarch of the Sang clan, retreated again and again, covered in bloodstains, his face was full of hideousness, and one of his arms had exploded under the siege of the four, and the injury was not light.

"My lord, aren't you going to make a move? Can you bear to watch my San tribe go extinct, I'm unwilling, I'm unwilling. Sang Chao let out a terrible scream as he watched his people die, and his heart felt an indescribable pain, and suddenly his eyes looked at the sky, like a crazy roar.

When Chu Yuan heard his terrible roar, he couldn't help but be startled, his eyes looked at the sky, the wind was slow, except for the terrible scream and the collision of the magic weapon sword, there was no change.

But the more nothing changed, Chu Yuan had a faint bad premonition in his heart, and when his eyes looked at Sang Chao, he saw that his face was pale, his blood was gushing all over his body, and his image was hideous.

When Jin Ju and the others heard Sang Chao suddenly look up to the sky and roar, they also paused slightly, but when they saw that there was nothing unusual, the four of them killed Sang Chao with a murderous aura on their faces.

"My lord, isn't the blood shed by our San clan enough, why haven't you made a move, what are you waiting for? I want my blood to be sprinkled all over the Golden Sacred Mountain, and let my blood awaken you, my lord. Sang Chao had a miserable smile in his eyes, and his whole person was like duckweed swaying in the wind, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

His face was hideous, bitter, and more helpless.

"Alas, the old man shouldn't have interfered in the affairs of the Southern Regions, why are you bothered?" A soft sigh came from nothingness.

With the vicissitudes of life, with a fierce aura, at this moment, a strong wind blew in the sky, forming a storm, the wind and clouds rolled upside down, the sky was discolored, and the whole sky trembled violently.

The four Jin Ju who besieged the Sang Dynasty spurted blood in this sigh. They were shocked and flew upside down. With a shocked face, Jin Ju looked at the sky, and his face changed greatly: "Who are you?" ”

There was silence in the void, the wind raging, and the sky was dark.

"Your Excellency, you're finally here." When Sang Chao heard this soft sigh, his pale face showed a touch of joy, and his face was a little excited.

Chu Yuan's eyes flashed murderously, and he snorted coldly: "Pretending to be a ghost"

As soon as the words fell, his entire body flew towards Sang Chao.

The flaming fist slammed towards Sang Chao.

Seeing Chu Yuan's lightning coming, Sang Chao showed a sneer on his face, and he didn't make any moves. His eyes were full of disdain and contempt.

"Looking for Death"

Chu Yuan's murderous aura erupted again, and in the next moment, his fist slammed up, and it looked like it was about to hit Sang Chao's chest.

"Bang!"

Chu Yuan's fist slammed down, but after a while, his face changed greatly, there was an invisible light screen on the surface of the Sang Dynasty, Chu Yuan's fist just hit the light screen, under the stunned gaze of Jin Wenrui and others, the light screen did not move at all, glowing with a strange light, bizarre and very strange.

"Poof" Chu Yuan's body shook, his eyes were incredible, he felt as if his hand had hit an iron plate, and a counter-shock force immediately shook out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and flew out.

"Poof" Chu Yuan directly shook out dozens of steps, before he stood up, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again, and his internal organs turned over the mountains and seas, which was very uncomfortable.

"I don't know whether I live or die, in front of the old man, how can I tolerate your presumptuousness." A cold snort came from the void, although it was only a sound, but it was buzzing in Jin Wenrui's ears, and several people were not breathing, and they spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

Chu Yuan's face also changed drastically, and the voice was buzzing in his head, and blood was spurting from his mouth.

The voice came out again, and the monks of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the Sang Clan, or the Golden Saint Clan all stopped fighting. Looking at the sky in amazement.

There was silence all around, without a trace of sound, and it seemed that the sky was strangely unusual, but behind the weirdness was a palpitational and deathly feeling.

"Please use your magic power to kill this group of blockers." Sang Chao looked at the sky with reverence and said excitedly.

Jin Wenrui, Hong Fang, Hua Xiang and others all changed their faces when they heard this, revealing a look of horror.

The person in the void did not appear, just a light snort, and he injured himself, if this person did it, I am afraid that so many people would be slaughtered in an instant.

"Tsk, at such a young age, he actually cultivated to the tenth layer of condensation qi that only ancient monks can cultivate, and it is really interesting." A faint voice came from nothingness.

Chu Yuan's eyes froze, he didn't expect this person to directly say his cultivation.

"This son is stubborn, killed many of my Sang clansmen, and asked the adults to kill this person." Sang Chao had red eyes and looked at Chu Yuan with a fierce face, if it weren't for Chu Yuan, their Sang Clan and the Heavenly Sword Sect would have already killed the Golden Saint Clan, pushing its source, Chu Yuan was the culprit here, how could he not be angry.

"Really?" A soft voice came from nothingness, with a monstrous coercion.

The wind was howling, the wind was dancing, the sky and the earth were changing, and the sky was fluctuating violently.

In the void of the sky, suddenly you diffuse a trace of red aura, the red aura is very declarative, redder than blood, revealing a touch of weirdness.

Quickly gathered in the air, and suddenly more and more blood-colored aura seeped out of the void, and the sky turned red, with a demonic spirit.

The blood was monstrous, the wind and clouds were upside down, and the blood-colored aura rolled in the air, forming a blood-colored vortex, roaring loudly.

Chu Yuan looked at the blood-colored vortex with a dead gaze, and was startled.

Suddenly, he saw a withered hand stretched out from the blood-colored whirlpool, which seemed to have lost its moisture, like the bark of a dead tree.

As soon as the withered hand appeared, the sky was cloudy and red.

Chu Yuandeng's scalp was numb, and he felt a strong life-and-death crisis, and the next moment, his body suddenly fled into the distance.

"Hehe, don't want to escape from the palm of the old man's hand." The sound of vicissitudes came from nothingness. With a hint of chill.