Although Cheng Qingyun counted the swords and added a few wounds to Su Xingchen's body, he still didn't dare to kill him, but he couldn't stop Su Xingchen's mad demon sword, so he had to retreat again and again.

"Su Xingchen, if you don't retreat, don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword!" Cheng Qingyun shouted.

Su Xingchen didn't say a word, and frantically slashed and slashed.

A burst of murderous aura flashed on Cheng Qingyun's face, and he raised his sword to pry away Su Xingchen's chest, and slapped his right palm over.

"Waste, do you really think that after learning the weird exercises for two days, you can change your life against the sky?" Cheng Qingyun sneered,

Cheng Qingyun's cultivation was comparable to that of a disciple like Lu Taichong who had only entered the fourth level of the Qi Refining Realm? He sneered a few times, and the golden imperial qi condensed into the seal of the five-fingered giant palm, and a few feet in front of his palm, it suddenly enlarged, breaking through the Cangming Imperial Qi defense circle several inches thick in front of Su Xingchen.

Murong Qing cheered: "Beat him hard, beat me hard! I crippled the Imperial Sword Sect to raise it, and it has been raised for eighteen years in vain anyway!"

Su Xingchen's heart suddenly rose with despair and grief, only to feel that this heaven and earth were unkind, everything was dead and silent, and he was overwhelmed by the fate like Taihao Shenyue!

"Could it be that this thousand gods who rule over the Nine Continents really make it difficult for me Su Xingchen to reverse my lowly life? Could it be that I am going to die in the hands of these two sluts after all?" Su Xingchen's chest was about to burst, and the remnants of the Nine Wild True Flames hidden in the depths of his bones and blood seemed to be provoked by anger, rising up, surging straight to his chest, wanting to tear every inch of his skin.

Cheng Qingyun's right palm hit Su Xingchen's chest. Su Xingchen endured the huge pain in his chest as if it had been torn apart, and took a few steps back, blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth. But strangely enough, the remnants of the Nine Void True Fire, which were mixed with the vicissitudes of imperial qi, were like hundreds of millions of fire ants, spreading out from Su Xingchen's chest, instantly enveloping Cheng Qingyun's palm and rushing towards his arm!

Cheng Qingyun was taken aback and retreated. Su Xingchen rose up with his palms, carrying the momentum of thunder, and the flames of his palms were like purple lightning, slamming into Cheng Qingyun's chest, knocking him straight out, falling to the ground, only twitching a few times, and then he didn't move!

The crowd was horrified. Murong Qing was taken aback, and hurriedly ran over to check on Cheng Qingyun, and when he took a breath, he was completely out of breath!

"Su Xingchen!" Murong Qing cried, "You...... You thief, you killed Qingyun...... Qingyun ...... Woo, ...... you wake up" She pushed Cheng Qingyun's body hard, but Cheng Qingyun had no breath at all, lying on the ground, and was already motionless.

Su Xingchen stood on the spot, his chest still aching, and he was stunned.

"This ...... This is called self-inflicted iniquity, and you cannot live. Pity...... It's a pity that you don't understand ......" Su Xingchen coughed up a mouthful of blood violently, and the severe pain calmed his mind down.

After Su Xingchen entered the Star Sect, except for his master, he no longer had any contact with anyone in the Sword Sect. Every time he saw someone from the Edgeworth Sect, he took the initiative to dodge so as not to trouble his body. But even so, Cheng Qingyun and Murong Qing still didn't want to let him go.

Zhu Meng saw that Cheng Qingyun was knocked to the ground, squeezed through the crowd at the moment, and when he snorted at Cheng Qingyun, he really didn't have any breath at all, and touched his chest again, his heartbeat stopped, obviously dead, and he couldn't help but be surprised and happy. What was surprising was that Su Xingchen actually killed Cheng Qingyun, who was the ninth level of the Qi Refining Realm, with only the cultivation of the third level of the Qi Refining Realm, and would never exceed the fourth level! He was recognized as the number one master among the younger generation of the Six Sects of the Divine Dragon!

The joy is that his big rival Cheng Qingyun didn't wait to be promoted to Qi Master, and when he finally fought with him, he died early.

"You...... You devil...... You killed Qingyun......" Murong Qing showed despair, picked up Cheng Qingyun's sword, and stabbed at Su Xingchen fiercely. Su Xingchen raised his sword, and the royal qi was agitated, Murong Qing couldn't hold the sword, and flew away.

Cheng Qingyun forcibly snatched his junior sister, and he was his enemy everywhere, he was innocent of death, when Su Xingchen fought against him, he already had a murderous intention in his heart, but when he calmed down this time, he felt that he had already broken into a monstrous disaster!

Cheng Qingyun is the number one master among the young disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect, and has always been regarded as Murong Longyuan's successor, and he is deeply respected by Murong Longyuan, and his master has always been good to him. This time he killed him, even if he was protected by his master, how could he resist the monstrous anger of the Sword Sect?

How did the little Xingzhu Sect, the defenseless Xinghui old man, and the father who could only make a living from carpentry, keep his surname?

Zhu Meng pulled him and quickly left Tianyuan Square and headed towards the beach.

"Su Xingchen, if you still want to live, then leave Flame Sky Island!" Zhu Meng laughed a few times.

Su Xingchen forced himself to calm down and sighed: "It seems that the Imperial Sword Sect will chase me with all its might, I am on Flame Sky Island, and there is no room for survival." ”

"Everything that the Imperial Sword Sect wants to do, we in the Fire Cloud Sect have to do it. They want to kill you, but I, Zhu Meng, want to save you!" Zhu Meng pulled him to the seaside pier. The pier juts out into the shallow sea, up to half a mile away. Dozens of huge merchant ships, sailing quietly on the seashore. Dock workers are transporting boxes of goods off the ship.

Zhu Meng pointed to a huge sea ship at the dock and said, "The Izumo of the Fire Cloud Sect will leave the port tomorrow and go to the Qinling Continent. You will hide in the ship today and leave the port tomorrow. Seeing the hesitant look on Su Xingchen's face, he continued, "Don't worry, your father, my Fire Cloud Sect will naturally take care of it." Besides, your master treats you well, you killed Cheng Qingyun, not your father. The Edgeworth Sect is not yet capable of dealing with an old man. ”

Su Xingchen said that he did not have a deep relationship with Zhu Meng, but he also knew that he was a person, and this person could be regarded as the only disciple of the Huoyun Sect who was worthy of contact. Even though he came to help him with the mentality of being an enemy of the Imperial Sword Sect, Su Xingchen still felt grateful.

"Brother Zhu, there is still one thing, the Chenjia food shop on East Street has a lot of disagreements with your second junior brother Lu Taichong. I know that you Zhu Meng is not a ** person, let alone a bully, if you can take care of the Dongjiechen family, Su Xingchen will have no worries. Su Xingchen said.

Zhu Meng laughed and said, "Su Xingchen, it seems that I underestimated your Qi Control Technique and underestimated your mouth! I will naturally restrain Senior Brother Lu and will not disturb the Chen family anymore." ”

Zhu Meng took Su Xingchen and got on the Izumo, and asked the captain to find him a secret room and settle down, without even bringing his usual washing clothes.

After Zhu Meng left, Su Xingchen sat quietly in the secret room, looking at the giant sea gull outside the cabin, and a sense of sadness suddenly appeared in his heart.

Su Xingchen's eyes moistened. Before the age of ten, Dad used his calloused hands to create a source of income for the family, and also supported his broken dream of imperial qi. I can't let my dad live a good life, but I let my dad fall into danger first!

There is also a teacher...... Su Xingchen's eyes appeared in front of his eyes, and his beautiful face was pure and peerless, gentle and gentle, and he came to ...... In this life, he will never see her? As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help himself, and tears rolled down!

There is also a newly recognized sister Xiaoxi, who has not had time to give her the magic trick. He had firmly told her that she would be extraordinary in her life. But if she can't cultivate the Cangming Divine Technique, how can she change her lowly fate when she grows up?

Su Xingchen felt a strong unwillingness, and he couldn't imagine that his counterattack life had just begun, and he would be strangled in the wind and rain immediately!

Su Xingchen's whole body was about to be torn apart, the pain was unbearable, and he was extremely tired. The battle with Cheng Qingyun just now can be described as extremely dangerous, and he exhausted all his strength. Now that I am alone in a quiet place, I realize that my whole body is like a bone split!

As the night drew up, Su Xingchen stood up and pushed open the hatch of the secret room. The sea breeze rushed in, Su Xingchen shivered, picked up a robe prepared for him by the captain, bent his head out of the hatch, and resolutely jumped off the ship that was about to go to sea with the dark night on his head!

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