Chapter Twenty-Three: Kill, Kill, Kill!
Rumble!
Between heaven and earth, the wind was surging and the air flow was trembling. Those three energy balls that seemed to be able to penetrate everything, under the power of Chu Yi's palm, were like eggs smashed on stones, and they all shattered and collapsed in an instant.
Seeing this, the three purple ghost wolves suddenly lost their previous fierceness and coldness. Their hearts are filled with incredulity, but more than that, endless fear!
Before hunting the Fire Ugin Flame Lion, they suffered heavy losses and ended in failure, but they still did not give up, but looked for a chance to kill them again. However, this time, in the face of this human being, who was obviously inferior to them before, these three purple ghost wolves, only the idea of escaping was left in their minds, and they were unwilling to face this opponent who seemed to be a bloodthirsty demon god again!
"Brute... Death to me!"
The sound like an ancient bell, low and majestic, rolled and reverberated through the forest, making the hearts of the three purple ghost wolves tremble.
Chu Yi's axe-like cold face exuded the majesty of an emperor. The eyes burning with strong blood, indifferently staring at the three purple wolves whose bodies trembled, like a god who came into the world!
Above the fists, blood surged. Chu Yi roared angrily, and the whole person turned into a blood-red blazing streamer, and blasted towards the three purple ghost wolves.
The idea of slaughter and destruction filled every corner of Chu Yi's mind. At this moment, he had even lost his mind and consciousness for a short time. The whole body was full of blood, as if bathed in blood, and the whole person was like a spear made of blood, traversing the sky and shaking the heavens and the earth.
The majestic fist like a mountain, like a mountain and a sea, is mighty and crushed. Those three purple ghost wolves only felt as if a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood were rushing towards them, and they were going to drown them all!
The outright fear suddenly exploded in the hearts of the three purple wolves. They could feel it all too clearly that they would surely die if they had taken this blow!
The spiritual power in their bodies surged wildly desperately, and their limbs erupted with amazing power, jumping out with all their strength in all directions, all trying to dodge Chen Tianmo's incomparably terrifying attack.
However, it was still too late!
Click-
A loud and clear sound, accompanied by a wail of pain, suddenly sounded. The purple ghost wolf in the middle couldn't dodge, and he didn't have time to make any reaction, and he punched Chu Yi right in the middle of the door!
Suddenly, its head exploded like a watermelon that had fallen heavily to the ground, and it was instantly torn apart and shattered. Thick blood, mixed with *, suddenly gushed out. The body was even more under the tremendous force of Chu Yi's eruption, like a kite with a broken string, and was directly blown away, and he couldn't die anymore.
And the other two purple ghost wolves, although they were lucky enough to dodge some in time, they were still affected by the rolling power that burst out and flew out.
Before they had time to stabilize their figures, Chu Yi, who was like a ghost, had already turned into a blood-colored ethereal phantom again, swept out!
"Whew-"
Two bitter and long wails sounded one after another, echoing for a long time in the forest shrouded in night. Chu Yi threw two punches one after another, giving the two purple ghost wolves a fatal blow.
The back of a purple ghost wolf was sunken in large areas, and the bones all over its body were broken for an unknown number of years. The abdomen of the other one was directly hit by Chu Yi's terrifying punch, and a terrifying blood hole was directly blasted out. Large strands of blood, mixed with fragments of internal organs, gushed out uncontrollably.
They all fell to the ground weakly, twitching from time to time, and their mouths let out bursts of wails like gossamers. After a while, the two purple ghost wolves were lifeless.
Four first-order seventh-level purple ghost wolves were all wiped out by Chu Yi's hands!
After killing all the Purple Nether Wolves with the momentum of the wind and clouds, Chu Yi stood there quietly, covered in blood, except for a few of his own, most of them were the blood of the Purple Nether Wolves.
In the hideous blood pupils, the dark red light gradually faded. The surging blood that was bathed in his body gradually died out. After a while, Chu Yi finally changed back to his usual appearance, as if all his strength had been drained, and he fell down weakly.
Although the strength of the Shura clan was extremely strong and domineering, causing him to torture and kill three first-order seventh-level purple ghost wolves alone, this burst of combat power also made Chu Yi bear a huge load and consumption. It's just that under the domination of hatred, anger, the desire to survive, and the murderous intent in his blood, he fell into a state of madness, forgetting the burden of his body for a while.
Now, Chu Yi has finally eliminated all the enemies, and the feeling of overdraft that he had been forced to press before finally emerged. His eyes went black and he lost consciousness.
Chu Yi, who was still exuding an endless bloody aura just now, was a living demon god who was in charge of life and death, but now he was just a blood-stained young man, lying there quietly, looking weak.
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In the early morning, the bright but not dazzling spring light, the crisp and pleasant fragrance of birds and flowers, and the fresh air in the forest gently surrounded Chu Yi.
Consciousness slowly returned, and he gradually came to his senses. Just about to think about what happened before, I suddenly had a splitting headache. It took him a moment before he pieced together the scattered fragments of his memory.
"The power of the Shura clan is really extremely domineering... Originally, I was chased and killed by those three purple wolves, but when the power of Shura in my body woke up, I killed them all. This kind of combat power is several times stronger than my normal state!"
Recalling that at that time, there seemed to be hot magma flowing in the meridians, and his mind was filled with endless cold killing intent, Chu Yi couldn't help but shudder, and a cold shiver broke in the depths of his soul.
If he used the power of Shura buried in his body, he might be able to fight with a Tianjiao powerhouse like Chu Hengyuan now. However, it was categorically impossible for Chu Yi to do so. Not only because of his rejection and hatred for the Shura clan, but also because once this matter is exposed, his fate is unimaginable!
Therefore, Chu Yi secretly made up his mind. In the future, if he can not use the power of the Shura clan in the depths of his bloodline, he will never use it! He must let this matter become a secret that only he knows forever!
Thinking of his contradictory identity, Chu Yi sighed heavily.
No matter why the ball of light that has been buried in his dantian will contain the power of the Shura clan, no matter how he faces himself in the future as a non-human, non-demon, nondescript monster, Chu Yi must hide this shocking secret of himself, and then live!
Survival is his only and necessary choice!