Staring coldly at Murong Zhu's hand, Chu Tian grinned evilly and said, "Is the procedure broken?"

Murong Zhu thought of the pain of continuing to break his hand, his whole body shivered, and a chill came out of his heart, as if he saw his hand fall to the ground and twitched like a conditioned reflex.

The severed hand had already planted a demon seed in Murong Zhu's heart, and between Chu Tian's eyes and evil smile, this demon seed had quietly taken root in the depths of Murong Zhu's heart.

"You ......"

Chu Tian's two eyes pierced into the scar in Murong Zhu's heart like a sharp sword, he shrunk, not daring to look back at Chu Tian's sharp gaze, took two steps back, approached a person who was somewhat similar to Murong Zhu, and whispered: "Brother, it was this kid who cut off my hand." ”

"Hmph, it's just a bigger ant, I'll clean him up in a moment. The people around Murong Zhu glanced at Chu Tian, gritted their teeth, and there was a faint black circle around his eyes, indicating that the nightlife was extremely rich.

But this is really a genius, he has already reached the strength of an elder at a young age, which is the best among the three major families, and he is a cut stronger than Chu Yiming.

Chu Tian is an exception, he was born with yin and yang eyes, and he practiced the mad cow skill taught to him by the old beggar master, as well as the first move of the god-killing sword technique "driving wolves", and his strength has increased greatly, which cannot be described as a genius, he is a demon among geniuses.

Although his strength is less than a bull, he has many hole cards, and various auxiliary functions emerge in an endless stream, and the elder of the Murong family was also cut off by Chu Tian under his carelessness.

Ziyun was unhappy in his heart, his pretty face was cold, and his slender hand clenched the hilt of the sword slightly: "You are an ant, your family is an ant! I will kill your whole family!"

Ziyun's strength is unknown, and he seems to be a weak scholar who can't help but be windy, but judging from that somewhat excited look, it will definitely not be simple, at least there is no problem with self-preservation.

Ziyun is a mystery, I don't know, Chu Tian doesn't know why she clings to herself, he guesses whether it will be because he saved a snake in his previous life and came to repay his kindness in this life, or maybe Ziyun recognized the wrong person.

"Ziyun, don't leave me at a distance, you have to protect yourself for a while! Don't fight!" Chu Tian clenched the hilt of the knife with one hand and scraped Ziyun's nose with the other.

Ziyun nodded slightly, his bright eyes glanced Chu Tian up and down, and there was a warmth of being cared for in his heart.

Chu Bi is the granddaughter of the second elder, she has liked Yiming since she was a child, and her grandfather married her to Chu Yiming.

However, after Ziyun appeared, Yiming fell in love with Ziyun again, but she was like a departure from her, and her heart was extremely unbalanced.

She stood beside Yiming and stared at Ziyun fiercely: "Hmph, fox spirit!"

"Chu Bi, do you say it again, believe it or not, I'll kill your whole family!" Ziyun tightened the sword in his hand and scolded, "You just take care of your fiancé, I already have a man." ”

Chu Bi was also speechless, but no matter what, Ziyun was very likely to snatch his man.

The two women were staring at each other with big eyes, and the smell of gunpowder was getting stronger.

"Both sides prepare, the disciple's life-and-death battle begins, and the battle will be fought until the other party is destroyed, and the elders must not intervene!" Tang Xian's half-closed eyes glared, and he seemed to shoot out a wisp of blackness.

The scuffle immediately began, and Chu Tian and Ziyun walked around the battlefield, like a firefighter, running wherever there was danger.

After Ziyun learned to reach the end of the world, he was like a fish in water, running at will within a radius of ten zhang, and the disciples of the Murong family obviously saw Ziyun walking in front of him, but he couldn't touch the corners of his clothes at all.

With a "ding" sound, Chu Tian helped the Chu family disciple block a sword and saved the disciple's life, "Be careful, it's important to save your life first." ”

"Thank you, Brother Tian!" the man was saved, and bowed down.

Chu Hongyi watched Chu Tian and Ziyun rescue everywhere, smacked his beard, and nodded secretly, although the disciples of the Chu family were also killed, they were negligible compared to the Murong family.

The two Murong Zhu brothers chased after Chu Tian, but they couldn't help Chu Tian, and they were so angry that they shouted: "Hmph, you can only run away, dare to stop and fight with me?"

"Wang Ba climbs slowly, you can catch up with me. Chu Tian took Ziyun without the slightest intention of stopping, and continued to save the dead and help the wounded.

As time passed, the Murong family had twice as many disciples as the Chu family, and the balance of victory slowly tilted in favor of the Chu family.

"Haha, old ghost Murong, there are fewer and fewer of your disciples!" Chu Hongyi watched Murong Kun's face get darker and darker, and took the opportunity to fall into the well, and his heart was happy.

"Hmph, your Chu family won't be able to talk for long, and you'll know who wins and who loses in a while. "Although Murong Kun hurts his own disciples, there is no way to do it, not to mention that with two disciples in charge, victory is a matter of time.

Chu Yiming and Chu Bi intercepted a genius disciple of the Murong family to fight, because the two joined forces, they could barely support it, but they were already gradually at a disadvantage, and it was only a matter of time before they failed.

A quarter of an hour later, thirteen disciples of the Chu family died, and only two geniuses and three Murong Zhu were left in the Murong family.

"Stop! Let's fight again after they finish fighting!" Chu Tian pointed to Chu Yiming and Chu Bi, who were desperately resisting, falling into a situation of being beaten.

The two Murong Zhu brothers did not object, it was only a matter of time before the outstanding disciple of the Murong family won, and when the time comes, the two of them will join forces, and the final victory in this life-and-death battle will definitely belong to the Murong family.

Chu Hongyi saw that Chu Yiming and Chu Bi were gradually falling into disadvantage, but Chu Tian was holding his sword and watching, without the slightest intention of rescue, he shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Beforehand, Chu Yiming said that he would not save Chutian, and Chutian also said that he would not save Yiming at the foot of the wall. It's no wonder that Chu Tian compares his heart to his heart, and he is a person who will not come to the rescue and pry his own wall.

But if Chu Yiming and Chu Bi are defeated, Chu Tian will face the two genius disciples, and the Chu family's round of battle will be in danger.

"Okay! Old Ghost Chu, you also have today, haha......"

Murong Kun saw the Chu family's disciples fighting among themselves, and a smile appeared on his face, which was originally as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Hmph! Whoever has the last laugh is not certain. Although Chu Hongyi was unforgiving in his mouth, he was beating the drum in his heart.

"Hey, unjust!" The second elder was anxious, seeing that his granddaughter was about to die in Huangquan, but he was embarrassed to beg Ziyun and Chutian to come to his rescue, and he was in a dilemma.

"Boom!"

Chu Yiming and Chu Bi were each slapped in the shoulder, fell to the ground, blood spurted wildly, and they couldn't hold on for long and died in Huangquan.

When the god of death came, the two of them had dim eyes, but they stared at Chu Tian and Ziyun with resentment.

Chu Tian and Ziyun stood outside the battle circle, their expressions calm, while the other Chu family disciples were not strong enough, and they could only be sent to death.

"Hey!" the second elder sighed, then raised his hand again and swore again, "Chu Tian, Ziyun, if you save Chu Bi, Bi'er and I will always be your servants, if you break your promise, there will be thunder and thunder!"

Glancing at the second elder, and then at Chu Hongyi, Chu Tian also sighed helplessly, although he said that he was uncomfortable in his heart, but to watch a woman like a flower and jade die in front of him, he would also leave a shadow in his heart, and his heart would not be accessible.

"Yun'er, Tian'er, if you save Yiming, I will always support Brother Feng in this room!" the uncle also cried out for help, and he didn't want his son to die in front of him.

There is no saddest thing in the world than sending a black-headed man in vain.

He meant to give up the position of the head of the next generation of the family, and the implication was to give up the position of the head of the next generation to Chu Haofeng.

The words were already like this, it would be too impersonal if he didn't save them, he took a deep breath: "Hey, Ziyun, be careful, go and save those two guys, I'll stop the two Murong Zhu brothers." ”

"No problem, they can't die, be careful yourself!" Ziyun shook the sword slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the sword pierced the air like a bolt of lightning and shot towards the throat of the disciple of the Murong family.