Chapter Twenty-Six: I Will Not Run

Chen Shihao laughed proudly, thinking that Chen Haoyu and Chen Yunyu were already pigs and sheep on the chopping board and could be slaughtered at any time.

The contrast in strength is too obvious, where do they still have a chance to turn over?

A sword light suddenly flashed, and the laughter suddenly stopped, turning into a panicked and frightened sound.

Chen Shihao never expected Chen Haoyu to be able to deliver such a sharp blow, and he panicked all of a sudden, and his face turned blue with fright.

was careless, put himself in danger, and almost killed himself.

At the same time, Chen Yunyu raised the long flute in his hand, and the sharp light between the flutes sprayed thin, pointing at Chen Shihao's chest.

Chen Shihao was attacked by the two brothers at the same time for a while, and he was so frightened that he was dripping with cold sweat, and he only hated that he was not a turtle and couldn't shrink his head into his neck.

In an emergency, Chen Shihao hurriedly rubbed his body to dodge.

Chen Shihao was very embarrassed to dodge this time, and a corner of his clothes was chopped off, which was very dangerous.

At this time, the four follower monks, including Chen Shimiao, reacted, and they all opened their mouths to scold, and at the same time pulled out the long sword at their waists.

Chen Shihao roared angrily and retreated, he was already out of anger. Being forced so embarrassed by a five-year-old child that he was in danger of dying, what kind of face did Chen Shihao, who was a middle-level monk of Jindan, have.

It's like a tiger being bullied by a dog, Chen Shihao is really ashamed and angry. His cheeks were as red as tomatoes.

With only one face, Chen Shihao was defeated by Chen Haoyu, who was only five years old, and he was completely defeated in momentum.

"Hahaha clam, our prince is really the pride of the sky, and the middle level of Jindan is not an opponent, so he is embarrassed to dodge!" said the big black cat happily.

"Of course, needless to say, our prince is an existence that can be killed by Jindan monks. The silver-haired mouse said happily.

Chen Yunyu forced the enemy back with one blow, and immediately shouted: "Run!"

The cloud patterns on the cloud shadow beast's body immediately emitted thick cloud smoke, and at the same time, it carried the little monkey and Huan'er, and quickly escaped.

Qingqiu Laosuo's hands quickly pinched the seal, and muttered the law in his mouth.

There was a strange aura all around, and the space was full of phantom light, which was very beautiful. The phantom light of the space is beautiful, but it is easy to give people optical illusions.

After Qingqiu Laosuo arranged the illusion world, he immediately turned around and fled.

Chen Haoyu watched his partners run away, he shook his head, but refused to escape.

There are five monks on the other side, if he escapes, his brother will fight against five people alone. Chen Haoyu was worried that his brother would not be defeated, so he would not run.

It is said that from Chen Yunyu shouting 'escape' to Qingqiu Laosu and others fleeing almost at the same time, the time is only a snap of a finger.

Chen Shimiao and the other four pulled out their swords, still watching in a daze.

"Waste, kill them!" Chen Shihao waved his arms and roared loudly.

Only then did Chen Shimiao and the others come back to their senses, and they all shouted and cursed, and the chaotic sword light slashed out.

Although the cultivation of these followers is not low, they are all disciples of the family who have been cultivating in the courtyard wall for a long time, and they have never seen the stunned young people in the world. If Chen Shihao, who took the lead, didn't say anything, they would be stunned and let Qingqiu Laosuo and the others run away.

At this time, the four Jindan monks issued a sharp sword move at the same time, and Chen Haoyu and the others were immediately in danger.

Although there is phantom light, the space is not distorted.

Chen Haoyu's body was slashed by swords, even if his footwork was very exquisite, the attackers were all Jindan monks.

Moreover, these few brought by Chen Shihao are all his cousins, and they have a feud with Chen Haoyu's lineage, and they have hatred in their hearts, so most of the sword light is directed at Xiao Haoyu.

Just because Chen Haoyu brought them tired and was dragged by Chen Shihao to the Southern Wilderness to endure hardships, these Jindan children hated Xiao Haoyu so much that they couldn't wait to pick off his skin.

Chen Haoyu's body was surrounded by sword light, his hair and the corners of his clothes were shaved off, and his body would be injured at any time, and his life would be in danger at any time.

Chen Haoyu stepped on Ling Xu, and a strange space distortion force was generated around his body, which made him save the day several times.

On this side, Qingqiu Lao Suo ran frantically with his long skinny legs, and the fish scales and sword light around his body slashed from time to time, making the old guy scream in horror.

"The old man is resting, his life is resting!"

Qingqiu Lao Suo shouted loudly and tastelessly, completely forgetting that he himself was once a strong man on the mainland.

The Cloud Shadow Beast was surrounded by clouds and mist, like a ghost, shuttling through the phantom light. The sword light flashed around him, but he was not surprised at all.

The four animal spirits all got into the water and swam away in both directions, escaping faster than the rabbits.

Suddenly, the space around them was filled with ghostly howls, terrifying.

As soon as Chen Shihao and the other five Jindan monks heard the ghost crying monster howl, they felt that there were ghosts and monsters rushing towards them in all directions, and they were immediately terrified.

They were so frightened that their bones were numb, and the attack against Chen Haoyu and the others suddenly weakened by seven or eight points.

At the same time as Chen Haoyu launched a ghost howl spell to scare the enemy, Chen Yunyu quickly brought the bamboo flute to his lips and played a high-pitched sound.

Chen Shihao, who bore the brunt of the attack, felt as if his two ears had been pierced by needles, and he screamed in pain.

Chen Shihao was frightened by the howl of the ghost, and he panicked for a while, so he caught Chen Yunyu's way. In the end, he was put on the spot again by the little guy Chen Haoyu.

If he knew that he was being calculated by the five-year-old Chen Haoyu again this time, Chen Shihao would definitely not be able to cry.

Chen Shimiao and the other four Jindan junior monks were also shocked by the sound played by Chen Yunyu, and their eardrums hurt, and they wailed and retreated.

The attack on Qingqiu Laosu and the others completely stopped, and in the blink of an eye, they fled far away.

At the end of a sharp sound, Chen Shihao stopped retreating, and stared at the two Chen Yunyu brothers opposite.

Chen Yunyu didn't have a single hair on his body, and he looked at the other party lightly. Chen Haoyu was also uninjured.

Chen Shihao felt that his brain was about to be shaken into a pulp by the sound waves, and his eyes were full of anger.

The red plasma flowed down Chen Shihao's earlobes on both sides, and drop by drop fell on the surface of the lake, like the sound of falling rain.

Although Chen Shimiao and the other four were not attacked head-on by Li Yin, the attack area of the sound wave was very wide, and they were not lightly injured.

They all felt a fog in their heads, a sharp pain in their eardrums, and a viscous fluid oozing out of their ears.

Chen Haoyu stood behind Chen Yunyu, he didn't go first, he refused to go first.

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