Chapter 60 Sixty years of closed sheaths, a sword slashes the spirit wheel

Just thinking about it, Jin Kun's state was even more terrifying, and he didn't seem to absorb the fun, he grabbed a monk of the Jin family, pinched his head, hung him in the air, and pierced his long nails into his head bones, and then forced, in an instant, the person's brain explodes, and the blood mixed with white pulp burst onto Jin Kun's body, he didn't even have the slightest pity, he sucked in his mouth, and the corpse immediately dried up, and he himself was a little younger.

Now not only the Chu family is shocked, but even the people of the Jin family are a little frightened. Jin Kun's methods are too cruel and ruthless, and with such a family master, he always has a feeling of dancing with wolves, and he may die in his hands the next moment.

Seeing that Jin Qiujiu's momentum continued to rise, and there was blood-colored smoke around him, he kept attacking and killing one of his fellow clansmen one after another, but there was a terrible laugh in his mouth, like crazy.

Chu Lan struggled to sit up, three golden dragons appeared on his body at the same time, surrounding him, he saw Jin Qiujiu's strange state, knew that this old guy was going to fight hard, and anxiously shouted at Chu Daiyan and the others

"Dad, uncle, and all the elders and uncles, hurry up and stop him, if he waits for his evil achievements, everything will be too late, at least give me time to buy a stick of incense, I have a way to kill him"

Hearing his voice, a few people changed their minds from the shock, and they thought so, but after thinking about it, he said that he was sure to kill this old monster who had already surpassed the peak of the spirit wheel?

A few people thought to themselves, "What opportunity did this kid get during this time?"

Don't think about it anymore, now it seems that there is no other way than to believe in Chu Lan.

Chu Lan stepped up the recovery of his body, took out all the other Alien Fruit Divine Trees obtained from the small world, and swallowed them in a big gulp, although it was a bit radical, but now the situation was very urgent, if Jin Kun could not be stopped in time, even if everyone in the Chu family rushed up, they would only be killed.

Since opening up the second vein of Rendu in the Dragon Pool, his Origin Spiritual Recipe has been completed, and now there are nine spiritual power vortices to provide spiritual power, and the speed has increased several times, and at the same time, his musculoskeletal body is also ringing, and it is slowly connecting together, Chu Lan's spirit is highly concentrated, carefully pulling the broken bones, because once the bones are misplaced, it means that they need to be broken and reconnected, that kind of sour feeling, under normal circumstances, Chu Lan is not willing to try.

Several elders and the three brothers of Chu Daiyan launched an attack on Jin Kun together, but Shen Yuteng didn't want them to get their wish, gritted his teeth, jumped forward and desperately blocked everyone.

Shen Yuteng, like Huo Qingyun, came to help the old ghost of the Jin family, because his interests outweighed friendship, but he didn't expect this guy to embark on an evil path, and now several of them are grasshoppers tied to a rope, if they really lose this battle, even if they are lucky not to die, they will end up being wanted by the whole world.

He can be involved in three or two people, and the three brothers of the Chu family have already rushed to Jin Kun.

Chu Daishan's thousand catties of divine power, the giant axe slashed forward, with great power to open the mountain, Jin Kun's body was full of blood, and the breath was terrifying, and it was vaguely seen that there were blood vessels similar to small snakes swimming under the skin that had become more and more white. Chu Daishan's big axe stopped an inch in front of him, and it was difficult to move forward anymore, and it was firmly locked by the blood-colored mist.

Chu Daiyan and Chu Dairui saw this, and they all stabbed out more than a dozen swords, but they also did not hurt the other party, and they were in a hurry at the moment.

Jin Kun's laughter was like a ghost crying, and he suddenly poked out his fingers with long nails, flicked the axe, and Chu Daishan even hit the ground with an axe like a kite with a broken string, and the power of this blow was visible.

Chu Dairui made a "flower under the leaf" from the bottom up, and the sword body trembled, wanting to pick through the blood-colored fog on the surface of Jin Kun's body, in fact, he did it.

Jin Kun's body surface blood qi was thrown away, Chu Dairui stabbed straight with his sword, and received a move "swallowing clouds and spitting mist" sword qi sprayed out nearly half a meter long, and the two moves were coherent, elegant and smooth, and they also achieved results.

Jin Kun's chest was pierced, Chu Dairui put away his sword, but showed a solemn look, when he stabbed Jin Kun just now, it felt like cutting tofu, and the sword body stabbed straight in, without the slightest sense of stagnation, which really made him feel untouchable, with his heart, he naturally would not be naïve to think that his swordsmanship had such attainments.

However, when the sword body was withdrawn, there was not a drop of blood left on Jin Kun's body, and as Chu Dairui's sword body was withdrawn, his wound was also healing rapidly, and he was unharmed just now, and he was smiling insolently, his facial expression had not changed from beginning to end, as if he had lost his sense of pain, Chu Dairui had just pulled out the sword, and was about to retreat, but he found that the blood mist that had retreated to both sides suddenly surged up again, making it difficult for him to move.

Jin Kun stretched out a palm, extremely white, without blood, just approaching the sword body little by little, but the long sword did not pierce into his body like just now, but was broken inch by inch, this is a spirit-level weapon, the other party is already strong enough to shatter the spirit-level weapon with his bare hands?

Everything happened very quickly, Chu Daiyan saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly swung out a snow-white sword qi on his head, like a flowing cloud falling into snow, but it was extremely powerful, Jin Kun finally let go of Chu Dairui's sword, and waved a palm at Chu Daiyan's side, and suddenly a blood-colored big hand was launched in the void, similar to Jin Qiujiu's blow, which also made the blood cang's demon hand, but the power increased by several grades.

The sword qi was instantly defeated, and the handprint slammed into Chu Daiyan's body, and Chu Daiyan fell to the ground, causing him to cough up blood again.

"What realm is this old guy in now, looking at it this way, let alone a stick of incense, even half a stick of incense is difficult to hold?" Chu Daiyan just got up from the ground, thinking in his heart, anxious for a while, his true qi ran wrong, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

And not far from them, there was a figure holding an iron sword who was fighting fiercely with a Taoist who was holding a dust.

Zhao Cheng's realm is now a lot more stable, and the long sword in his hand continues to swing out one exquisite sword move after another, just like a dragon flicking its tail, a red bird sparse feathers, and the swordsmanship can be described as wonderful, and he has gradually found the feeling of killing the Quartet with a sword in the past.

"Hongchen has been practicing for sixty years, cultivating the Tao and cultivating the heart, Chu old ghost, now my swordsmanship is afraid that you can't do it."

He smiled heartily, very bright, without half of the decadence that an old man should have.

The long sword in his hand held six or seven sword flowers, which was dazzling, and suddenly stabbed out like a poisonous snake, wanting to take Huo Qingyun's eyes.

Huo Qingyun stepped on broken steps, kicked backwards dozens of steps, and drew a circle with dust in his hand, which unloaded the force of this blow.

Zhao Cheng slashed one sword after another, not giving him a chance to breathe, and Huo Qingyun risked falling into a comprehensive passivity.

Until there was no way to retreat, the spiritual power in Huo Qingyun's hand was instilled above the dust, and he counterattacked Zhao Cheng's throat, Zhao Cheng's wrist pressed, the sword was fingered, and at the same time moved away from the body, avoiding the dust, and then the wrist was raised, and the sword body continuously hit the back of Huo Qingyun's hand, Huo Qingyun couldn't hold it anymore, and the dust in his hand flew out.

Zhao Cheng took advantage of the victory to chase and made a "Feng Laiyi"

The sword qi was a thousand illusions, and there were seventy or eighty changes under this blow, which immediately left many traces on Huo Qingyun's body.

Huo Qingyun lost his immortal appearance, and now his clothes were pierced, and his arms were cut out of a long gap, he forcibly lifted a mouthful of essence blood, and covered his chest and retreated. found that Zhao Cheng was ghostly, like a shadow, no matter how he changed direction, the distance between the two was never more than three meters.

Huo Qingyun was shocked, knowing that he was afraid that he would be in a catastrophe today, and when he was disheartened, Zhao Cheng's figure was stunned, and his speed was much slower, and the two of them instantly distanced themselves, and it seemed that Steward Zhao had fallen again.

Huo Qingyun's eyes flashed, and he immediately took out the big black bow again, and the arrows were like beads, shooting nine arrows one after another.

Zhao Cheng stabilized his body, knowing that this bow and arrow was powerful, he didn't dare to block it head-on, chased it to the ground, and the long sword in his hand slashed four swords on the ground in a row, forming a square, and then kicked out, and a large piece of ground was pulled up, mixed with gravel and gravel, and met the nine arrow feathers.

These nine arrows were extremely powerful, only two or three swords penetrated it, the turf was shattered, debris flew all over the sky, and the rest of the arrows instantly pierced the earth, and the arrow feathers trembled, but there was no one in the position just now.

The expression on Huo Qingyun's originally smiling face instantly froze, and he swept around for a week, but he didn't find Zhao Cheng's figure. Now that I am in mid-air, it is said that there should be no blind spots in my vision, and I am extremely anxious for a while.

After Zhao Cheng kicked out, he flew close to the ground, he knew the Chu family too well, and he knew the location of the eaves buildings everywhere, and he hibernated before Huo Qingyun discovered the abnormality.

A house with only half of its walls left moved, and the dusty scabbard that had hung on the wall for an unknown number of years hummed.

Huo Qingyun's forehead was oozing with sweat, this feeling of being stared at by others all the time was really bad, in fact, not long had passed, but he became extremely anxious.

Suddenly, a black shadow rushed out from below, holding the sword in both hands, and in an instant, Huo Qingyun shook his spirit, and was frightened by the figure that suddenly rushed out, and the movements in his hand couldn't help but slow down, but it was only a momentary hesitation, Zhao Cheng's deadwood sword trick was used, this time it was not an ordinary iron knife, but a sword as clear as autumn water.

The sword intent is as vast as a thousand miles of sorrow, and the sword light seems to be about to cut through the void.

Zhao Cheng swung this sword, and then rushed to the battle circle below, running towards Shen Yuteng.

He muttered, "Shut up the sword and cultivate qi for sixty years, kill you a monk of the Spirit Wheel Realm, you will not die unjustly"

Behind him, Huo Qingyun's body rushed out of a line of blood, and his vitality was exhausted.

A monk at the peak realm of the Spirit Wheel was killed like this, and the power of this sword was terrifying.

Jin Kun's aura became more and more terrifying, as if he was about to tear through the barrier of the Spirit Wheel to the Dawn Realm, and was about to rush into the Dawn Realm.

The blood on the surface of the body is like a big wave, wave after wave, and the blades of several people continue to shoot out divine light, but they have no achievements, and now they can only do it in a hurry.

Zhao Cheng arrived, entangled Shen Yuteng, and asked several elders to get out of their bodies to attack Jin Kun, several elders looked at Zhao Cheng, who was as imposing as a rainbow, but his face was like gold paper, sighed, and then flew towards Jin Kun.

Shen Yuteng and Zhao Cheng's current state is not good, Zhao Cheng crossed three or four realms in a row day and night, and then fought repeatedly, the spiritual power in the body was a little lacking, both of them made swords, and the two of them made dozens of moves in ping-pong, after all, Shen Yuteng is a real master of the peak realm of the Spirit Wheel, but Zhao Cheng has been raising swords for sixty years, and his sword qi is unparalleled, and he has fought to one hundred and thirty moves, Zhao Cheng's realm has declined again, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood in a row, but the sword moves in his hand are not slow at all.

Jin Kun had already stepped into the dawn realm with one foot, his eyes had completely turned red, and the red mist outside his body was close to materializing.

Chu Daiyan used a "chasing clouds and chasing the moon" long sword in his hand to stab seven seven or forty-nine times one after another, only dispersing some of the fog, and did not cause substantial damage to Jin Kun.

There seemed to be the terrible wails of countless demons and ghosts in the red mist, followed by a piercing laughter.

It was as if the eighteenth layer of purgatory had opened a corner, and the ghost pawns released were surrounding Jin Kun.

"All of you Chu family have to die!"

Everyone in the Chu family was shocked, Jin Kun's magic work was completed?!