Chapter 270 The Chu family, don't be bullied

The Chu family, dare to come!

The six characters are short, with a domineering attitude, and an arrogant tone, there is a kind of meaning of not putting the Chu family in his eyes, as if this so-called agreement, in Song Qi's eyes, is just child's play.

It seems that the descendants of the Chu family will not come, and in the end, it will be Van Gogh who wins!

On the right side of the cliff, on the top platform, there are people from the Ice God Temple and the Heavenly Dao Sect sitting here, after the cultivators of the Ice God Temple heard Song Qi's domineering words, their faces sank, and the woman sitting in the middle wanted to get up and say something, but was stopped by an old woman beside her.

"Miss, now is not the time, the goddess has instructed that you can't reveal your identity until the last resort, Miss." The old woman spoke very calmly, she had experienced more things than this woman, so she did not make waves at the moment, and she was indifferent.

When the woman heard this, she immediately fell silent, but her expression was slightly ugly, and there seemed to be dissatisfaction in her eyes.

The six characters echoed in Van Gogh, and the volume was higher and higher, startling the birds and shaking the cliffs, as if they were about to be soaked into the bone marrow.

From beginning to end, the old man Van Gogh never spoke, his eyes were slightly closed, his face was expressionless, he knew in his heart that the descendants of the Chu family would definitely come, and he was not in a hurry.

Outside Van Gogh, a man who looked to be in his thirties walked forward, carrying a green dragon knife behind his back, the height of the knife was above his head, and the cold glow shimmered.

The man walks with a tiger, a burly body, looks very honest, and makes people feel a little silly when he laughs, and perhaps it is this stupidity that makes him different.

"Chu family, dare to come?" When he walked to the entrance of Van Gogh, the six characters were like rolling boulders, rumbling into his ears.

The six characters were like a flat thunder, making the man's steps forward slightly, but it was only a slight pause, and then he walked towards Van Gogh with a smile on his face.

It's just that the smile on his face looks a little silly, but there is a fierce momentum in this silly and stupid, and the killing is decisive.

"Whoever comes, report the name." Seeing the man coming, the disciples of Van Gogh guarding the mouth of the valley immediately shouted, their eyes were cold, and their momentum was domineering, as long as there was the slightest mistake with the man, they would immediately kill him.

This time, the six major competitions cannot be sloppy, once there is an accident, they can not afford it, and the top management of Van Gogh has issued a strict order that no one is allowed to enter the valley without an invitation.

"Aren't you looking for the descendants of the Chu family, my name is Chu Ping." The man's voice was very majestic, like a surging river, which startled the disciples of Van Gogh who were guarding the valley mouth to retreat again and again, looking at the man with shocked eyes.

Hearing that the other party's surname was Chu, the disciples guarding the valley immediately looked solemn, and one of them hugged his fist at Chu Ping, his tone was no longer harsh, obviously a little more respectful, and said: "Your Excellency, please wait here for a while, and let me wait for the Ming Sect Elder to decide." ”

Chu Ping didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, and continued to take a step forward, as if he hadn't listened to the words of the Shougu disciple.

There are already people in Van Gogh shouting, 'Chu family, dare to come', don't look at his face full of smiles, but his eyes are extremely sharp, and the gaze shot out has a thick evil aura.

"Didn't someone ask before, did the Chu family dare to come, I came, it's not that you let you wait, nor do you let you in, I didn't come here because I dared or not, but to let you know that the Chu family is trustworthy, and there is no ...... Weakling! The voice was not high, but with Chu Ping's steps, like rolling waves, hitting the depths of Van Gogh.

If it was usual, waiting outside the valley for a while, Chu Ping would naturally not refuse, and he would not be as strong as he is now, after all, this is someone's territory.

But this time is not that time, the previous six characters really made him angry, so he decided to be strong to the end, let the world know that the Chu family is still strong even if it is not as good as before.

The Chu family, don't be bullied!

The sound was like rolling waves, hitting the depths of Van Gogh, so that the spirits of the cultivators were lifted, Song Qi narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were like two rounds of golden sun, bursting out with brilliant brilliance.

"It's not him." Feeling the sound wave, the old man Van Gogh opened his eyes for the first time, but not for a moment, after saying the three words, he closed his eyes again and did not speak again.

The voice was very small, only the three elders of Van Gogh could hear it, especially Song Qi, his brows furrowed quietly, he had always been puzzled, why the old man Van Gogh cared so much about him.

And who he is made Song Qi have a lot of speculations.

Hearing that the Chu family was coming, all the cultivators were interested and interested, and they also wanted to see what the so-called Chu family was admirable, and what qualifications made Van Gogh pay so much attention.

The tense faces of the cultivators of the Ice Temple quietly relaxed, and the woman sitting in the middle narrowed her eyes, as if she could see what was happening at the entrance of Van Gogh.

At the entrance of Van Gogh, the disciples of the valley guarding the valley saw that Chu Ping was so arrogant, even if they knew that he was a descendant of the Chu family, they couldn't help but show displeasure, and said: "If Your Excellency doesn't listen to persuasion, don't blame me for being indifferent and ruthless, and when the time comes, I will lose face, I'm afraid Your Excellency will not be able to explain to the monks of the world." ”

In the words, even the previous little respect disappeared, and was replaced by cold, red. Naked threats.

"Confess? I don't need to explain anything to them, and I want to see what your indifference and ruthlessness really are, more like seeing who will lose face. "It can be said that Chu Ping is very crazy now, and he has a sense of looking down on the heroes of the world, the eldest of heaven, and he is the second.

During the conversation, Chu Ping had already stepped into the valley, making the faces of the disciples of Van Gogh uncertain, and in the end, one disciple took the lead and wanted to take Chu Ping, and the rest were afraid that the same sect would suffer, so they also took action.

It's just that their attack was in vain, Chu Ping raised his hand and waved his sleeves, and immediately blew gusts of wind, if an ancient fierce beast was roaring angrily, blowing the disciples of Van Gogh so that they couldn't open their eyes, their bodies were stinging, and their bodies smashed on the cliff wall in the distance, spurting blood from their mouths, but they were not fatal.

The disciples of Shougu are all Yuanying cultivators, but they can't even catch Chu Ping with a slight wave of his sleeves, which shows that the two are not the same level.

Continuing to walk towards Van Gogh, Chu Ping did not take anyone's life, after all, this is Van Gogh, he can hurt people, but he can't kill people.

Liwei, it's enough to hurt people!

There are tens of thousands of Van Gogh disciples, not all disciples can personally participate in the Six Sects Competition, and those who can go to the depths of Van Gogh to watch are none other than the young generation of Van Gogh.

There were many caves on the cliffs on both sides, and the passage was full of Van Gogh disciples at the moment, and they looked down indifferently, looking at Chu Ping's burly body.

As Chu Ping walked in, the more Van Gogh disciples appeared on the cliff passage, and they were not kind and hostile.

"Fight!"

I don't know who took the lead, completely igniting the anger in the hearts of all the disciples, each with their own position, Chu Ping came for the honor of the Chu family, but they fought for the glory of Van Gogh.

There is no right or wrong, there are only different positions, different beliefs to be adhered to, and different things to be guarded.

In an instant, all kinds of runes filled the sky, and the weapons were like meteor showers, shocking and gorgeous, and countless magical powers drowned Chu Ping like raindrops, in the hearts of Van Gogh's disciples, Van Gogh's rules were not allowed to be blasphemed, so as soon as they made a move, they were suppressed by Ling Yan.

"Haha, come on, come on!" Chu Ping's laughter was like thunder, as if it was about to cut through people's ear bones, penetrate flesh and blood, piercing at the same time, as if even the soul trembled.

The laughter sounded very honest, there was a sense of alternativeness, Chu Ping raised his arms as he walked, grabbed and pulled at the cliffs on both sides, and saw many Van Gogh disciples flying out of the passage and smashing to the ground.

There are Van Gogh disciples in the cliff passage, and there are also Van Gogh disciples in front of Chu Ping, their shots are very sharp, tens of thousands of terrifying Dao patterns appear, there are Vermilion Birds in the sky, Xuanwu is dormant, and the ancient giant beast is opening its bloody mouth, rolling up the monstrous power towards Chu Ping.