Under the abyss, the yin wind gusted, and a wet purple-robed young man stood in the place full of white bones.

The yin wind blows, and the white bones mourn.

Everywhere Chu Yun looked, there were white bone rusty swords.

"What kind of chance is this? Chu Yun shook his head, dead people and white bones, bloody rain and bloody wind He was used to seeing them in the military camp, and there were not hundreds of enemies killed by himself, but there were dozens, thinking of the two years of military life Chu Yun felt a little uncomfortable, the old man at home had to force himself to see all kinds of cruel and bloody pictures, and he would vomit every time, but then he got used to it when he vomited.

I don't think there's anything wrong with killing people, after all, on the battlefield, if you don't kill him, then he will kill you. And the old man always said that he was a big dealer, and he was informal, and he had calluses at the root of his ears when he listened.

Chu Yun wandered aimlessly, and when he saw the corpse, he didn't avoid it, and directly stepped on it, no matter what kind of general, marshal or high-ranking person he was in his lifetime, now they are all dry bones.

At this time, Chu Yun suddenly felt a faint sense, that thing was not far from him, it was somewhere around.

Chu Yun stopped and stood there thinking, "Could this be the chance that Master said?"

A pile of bones not far away was shaking, and a flash of blue light rushed out of the bones, flying towards Chu Yun with lightning speed. Chu Yun felt a killing intent coming from behind him, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he flashed directly to the side.

"Brush!"

That blue light swept across Chu Yun's robe, and the high-grade silk was instantly torn apart by the strong sword qi. Chu Yun broke out in a cold sweat, if he hadn't dodged fast just now, he would have died here.

He looked at the blue light, and the pale cyan light wrapped it was actually a sword, the sword body was about three feet, two fingers wide, and the cold light was cold.

'This sword actually has a spirit!" Chu Yun looked at this sword in surprise, treasures with spirits are rare in the world, and in order for dead things to have spirituality, they must be accumulated over time and tempered over the years.

If he gets this spirit sword, then the competition between the major chief disciples this time is bound to win.

When Chu Yun was thinking, the spirit sword stabbed at him again, and a flash of blue light turned into an extraterrestrial meteor and flew through the air. Chu Yun was very helpless in the face of the roaring sword light, so he had to keep dodging and retreating.

"Hey, don't fight. Can you hear me?" Chu Yun tried to communicate with this spirit sword, but the attack of the spirit sword was still rapid, leaving no gap for Chu Yun.

"You've got to give me a reason, why do you want me to die for no reason?"

"You, step, shatter, me, the Lord, the man, the bones!" A childish boy's voice sounded in Chu Yun's mind, although it was a child's voice, Chu Yun could still feel the anger contained in it. Chu Yun was directly petrified, the corpse that was crushed just now actually had the owner of this spirit sword? Isn't this just going to explode, "It's over, it's over, it's dead, and life has become gray." Chu Yun was in tears, if he didn't have cheap feet, then this spirit sword would not be so aggressive, and it was more likely to be subdued by him and become a big help for him.

One man, one sword, in the sword mound full of bones, people run wildly in front, and swords chase wildly behind.

"Stop, stop, I, I, I can't do it, stop chasing. Chu Yun panted, holding on to the rock wall with one hand, and put on a resolute attitude of not running.

The spirit sword really stopped, and it hung in the air, full of killing intent.

"Let's discuss, okay? I'll help you bury your master, so don't kill me, okay?"

"No!" "Then you would like your master to be buried here like this, to be a lonely ghost?" Chu Yun asked rhetorically, he now has no strength to fight at all, and if he wants to fight, he can't do anything with this spirit sword. Therefore, he could only rely on his three-inch incorruptible tongue to convince this spirit sword.