Changming City.

Luo Xing's whole body was stained with blood, and there were several killers of the acquired realm behind him, closely chasing and killing, he fought and retreated all the way, until dawn, and finally approached the Tang family's mansion.

Along the way, he killed six mid-day killers, and even fought for his life to kill two late-stage masters.

This kind of record is undoubtedly amazing for a mid-day Luo Xing, and it also makes him have a faint trace of pride in his heart, and he has been gritting his teeth and persevering.

The early sun gradually rose, and for some reason, the killer behind gave up the pursuit and suddenly disappeared.

A palm that seemed to be bathed in blood slowly lifted up, and was about to put it on the gate of the Tang family's mansion, but the gate suddenly opened from the inside.

The door was opened by two Tang family guards, and when they saw a bloody man standing outside the gate of the Tang family, he was about to pull out the saber at his waist, but he was stopped by a brocade-clothed young man behind him.

Tang Lin was excited all night, and as soon as it was dawn, he carried a large bag of delicious food, and was about to go to Fengtianlou to see Chu Yun, but he didn't expect that as soon as he opened the door, he saw a bloody man.

And a trace of dark purple can be faintly seen in the clothes on this bloody man, which is the unified long dress of the Tang family.

Looking at his bloodstained face carefully, although it was a little blurry, Tang Lin still recognized him, it was a dark horse from the middle family in the family martial arts competition...... Luo Xing.

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In a quiet courtyard, Luo Xing was lying on the bed, his pupils slightly dilated, and his breath was sluggish.

Tang Lin, who was standing on the side, had a stiff face, horror in his eyes, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"General Beiwei's Mansion, how could it be?"

Luo Xing moved slightly, with a hint of essence in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Hehe, that little cub in Xiao Fang was killed by Brother Chu!"

"Xiao Fang? Yes...... It was Brother Chu who killed him!"

Tang Lin was stunned, and suddenly said loudly: "That...... Then how could the general's mansion let him go, no...... I'm going to save Brother Chu, come ...... Come, gather all the guards and elders, ...... Hurry up ......"

"Don't ...... Brother Chu doesn't want to do this!" Luo Xing raised his hand.

"Don't do anything, Chu Yun is my only friend, no one can touch him, my Tang family is now the first family, I ...... There are also people in my clan who are officials in the court, so I'll go and save Chu Yun now......"

Tang Lin panicked, his eyes were covered with a layer of fog, and as he spoke, he staggered towards the door.

But he suddenly bumped into a sturdy figure, touched his head, and didn't look at the figure, so he was ready to spare him and run towards the door.

That figure was none other than Tang Yunqi, the head of the Tang family, who grabbed the panicked Tang Lin, followed by a white-bearded old man, but he was carrying a medicine box and leading a few attendants to deal with Luo Xing's injuries.

Tang Lin raised his head and suddenly shouted, "Ah...... Father, ...... Gather the people, I'll ...... I'm going to save Brother Chu......"

Tang Yunqi sighed slightly, he had just heard all the conversations, and after lowering his eyes and muttering for a moment, he said:

"Chu Yun is right, you are his friend, he doesn't want you to be involved, General Beiwei's current power in the court is unimaginable, if you go like this, you will just be sent to death!"

Tang Lin was stunned, as if he had lost his soul, and his gaze became dull.

Tang Yunqi took a deep breath, his face suddenly became solemn again, and continued: "But...... Chu Yun is also your friend, and his only friend, if he dies at the hands of the General's Mansion, you must know what you should do in this life!"

Tang Lin lowered his head and was silent for a long time, the words that his father had just said kept echoing in his head, like a morning drum and twilight bell, deafening and deafening, making his breathing more and more rapid.

Suddenly, he raised his head suddenly, his body slowly stood upright, his eyes were as firm as he had never been, as if he had suddenly changed into a person, and the cowardly aura on his body was slowly dissipating, replaced by a sharp edge.

He walked slowly to the table, which was full of pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and a painting he had just finished the previous night, and he paused for a moment past the table, and then continued to walk to a sword stand.

On the sword rack, there was a sword, it was the Starfall Sword he was going to give to Chu Yun, he reached out and picked up the long sword, pulled out half of it with a bang, and the cold light flickered, his eyes were like a tiger's eyes.

Luo Xing's wound was also carefully treated by the white-bearded old man, and he was temporarily bandaged, he stood up tremblingly, and walked straight towards the door.

Tang Yunqi's eyes flashed slightly, and he said continuously: "Where are you going, and take care of your injuries here, don't worry, the people from the General's Mansion don't dare to blatantly break into my Tang family!"

Luo Xing didn't stop at his feet, and said firmly: "No, I'd better go back to Fengtianlou, I still have to enter the sect, the general's mansion, one day, I want to make their blood higher than the sky!"

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Near the valley, a slender figure stood on a bluestone in a daze, her gaze looking ahead, looking a little distracted.

The egret was stunned, looking at the military armor in the mountains and wilderness in the distance, and the figure of the young man who was surrounded in the middle, his beautiful eyes were full of disbelief.

At this moment, it was no longer the military armor that was besieging Chu Yun, but Chu Yun...... In the slaughter!

Among the ten thousand armies, Chu Yun's figure was erratic, his steps were light and leisurely, spinning and jumping, without stopping, and the long knife in his hand was wielded at will, without any rules at all.

But this made the surrounding military armor, as well as those brocade-clothed men in the early and middle stages of the congenital stage, feel a little frightened, no matter how they attacked, Chu Yun was able to simply dodge it, and even simply swing a knife.

And with this sword, someone will die.

His body was full of arrows, like a hedgehog, but it seemed to be completely unaffected, and those arrows were only shallow piercing the epidermis, and with Chu Yun's movements, they were still crackling down.

"This ...... How is that possible!"

Not far away, those old men in the late congenital stage couldn't believe it, watching Chu Yun wander leisurely among the ten thousand armies, while the large swaths of military armor fell one after another, and their faces couldn't help but tremble.

"Is this ...... The realm of selflessness!"

One of the white-robed old men, after thinking to himself for a moment, suddenly trembled, and his eyes showed horror.

"Wu is born from the heart, power starts from the heart, the heart moves, and there is no self and no form!"

The other thin old man nodded in the same way, muttering to himself.

"This is an artistic conception, it is the most mysterious existence in martial arts, it has nothing to do with its own cultivation, even some martial arts masters, can not peep into its mystery, and there are only some martial arts geniuses with strong understanding, in the continuous breakthrough of perception, there will be a very small possibility to touch this artistic conception!"

"But as long as you grasp this artistic conception, the focus is no longer on a move, but on a heart; everything is done at will, no matter where you attack, he will easily dodge the attack with the simplest action, and even immediately counterattack, as soon as he strikes, he will take people's lives!"

Chu Yun lightly slashed off the head of a congenital early stage, and when blood spurted, he suddenly turned his head to look at several old men, a light smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he said leisurely: "A group of old people are not ashamed, hiding over there and praising people, I heard it!"