Chen Xiu looked at him coldly and said word by word: "Struggle to death."

"Puff puff puff puff puff--"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        �

Wu Shanchang's body-protecting true energy with the cultivation level of the innate realm, but under the attack of four flying swords, his body still stumbled slightly! Chen Xiu took the opportunity to dance the two swords, and a blue light flashed.

"Puff, puff!"

Wu Shan's arms were broken side by side, and blood splashed out like a fountain! Most people experienced such a broken arm pain that they had died of prematurely. Wu Shan was indeed tough enough. The pain made his face so ferocious that his expression had been deformed. He still shouted loudly: "I'll fight with you!"

The whole person rushed towards Chen Xiu like a crazy bison.

Chen Xiu couldn't help but say admiration: "He is a tough guy! Since that's the case, I'll give you some fun!"

Chen Xiu stepped out like a ghost, and waved the Chang Geng Sword in his hand.

"puff!"

Wu Shan's head rolled directly from his neck to the ground, and rolled to Duan Junjian's face, who was unable to move on the ground. His eyes widened and he looked at Duan Junjian, and he was dying with his eyes open.

"ah!"

Duan Junjian suddenly saw that Wu Shan's head was less than ten centimeters away from his face, and he was so frightened that he screamed and suddenly built the night sky.

Chen Xiu inserted the Ziwei sword back to his waist and looked at the Changgeng sword in his hand. However, seeing that the killing was bleeding and not sticking, he even praised in his heart: "If such a magic weapon was not for Feng Xinglie's recovery as soon as possible, he would be reluctant to take it to 'feed' the soul-devouring gun."

Duan Junjian, who screamed miserably, had tears and snot flowing out of his nose and begged: "Chen Xiu, let me leave, I can give you everything I have!"

Seeing Wu Shan's head right in front of him, he was really scared this time! Chen Xiu was definitely the kind of ruthless character who could completely ignore his identity and kill immediately if he wanted to kill, and was uneasy to play cards.

Chen Xiu sneered.

If you can't beat it, beg for mercy?

There is such a cheap thing in the world.

Let’s talk about it.

He had already killed a teacher from Tianwu Academy and two martial artists. This had already formed a blood feud. If he didn't deal with it completely, he would be afraid that there would be endless trouble.

"Mr. Duan, if you don't fire any signal flares for help, I still want to do business. Just arrest you and go back to the six doors. Now you force me to kill the people from Tianwu Academy. If you don't die, I will not be able to live in peace in the future.

So, Mr. Duan, don’t be a rich third generation next time you are reincarnated.”

Seeing Chen Xiujian slowly walking towards him, Duan Junjian hurriedly shouted: "No... don't kill me, I promise I won't say anything, Tianwu Academy will never seek revenge from you!"

Chen Xiu shook his head and said, "There is a saying in my hometown that is called a man's mouth, a lie to others.

I only believe in the promise of the dead!”

"Mr. Duan, I will make you die happily!"

Chen Xiu raised the Changgeng Sword and was about to stab it. Suddenly, a strange chirping sound came from the void. The next moment, a black hand stretched out from the sky, pressing down like a mountain.

A voice full of majesty came from the air: "A mere second-level captain, dare to kill the three masters of Tianwu Academy.

The six doors are bullying me, Tianwu Academy, everyone will succeed!”

Hearing this voice, Duan Junjian, who was already desperate, suddenly showed his joy and shouted loudly: "Uncle Bai, save me!"

Chen Xiu looked up at the black hand pressing down in the sky, his eyes trembled. I am afraid that Shui Qingfeng would not be able to say anything about such momentum.

"Fight!"

The Qinglian true energy in Chen Xiu's body reached its extreme and he hit it with one sword.

The true energy of the Qinglian in this sword was rolling, and even the fire-attributed true energy was carried like a volcano eruption. At the same time, it also carried the true energy of the wind and the thunder attribute. It was extremely fierce. Even those of Shui Qingfeng dared not take it in a head-on manner! But! Such a fierce sword hit the black palm, and it was like a muddy bull entering the sea, and all the power disappeared without a trace.

This is something that Chen Xiu had never encountered before in the fight with others, and he was shocked: "The person who came is unfathomable, I am afraid he is already a master in the middle stage of the innate realm! Even if I use the flying sword, I will not kill his opponent! If I don't leave, I will never be able to leave again!"

Chen Xiu's body suddenly retreated, and the Qinglian's true energy poured into his legs, stepped into the air and ate vinegar. His body was like lightning, and he was about to rush out of the other courtyard.

"Junior, you can't escape from my palm!"

The man's ghostly voice came from the air again. The next moment, a huge hand, three meters in size, suddenly grabbed Chen Xiu.

Chen Xiu immediately felt an evil and strange aura that locked him tightly, and his heart was filled with shock and his hair was standing up all over his body.

Crisis moment.

Chen Xiu destroyed the true energy of the Qinglian in his body regardless of everything, and said thunderously: “The sky thunder rolls!”

A blue lightning flashed out of thin air and slashed towards the giant black hand.

"boom!"

The lightning exploded, and the black giant hand stumbled slightly.

The man in the void couldn't help but exclaim: "What a brilliant sound wave attack!"

"puff!"

Chen Xiu used the power of the demon thunder sound to the extreme, which was no longer something he could bear in his current realm. Thunder sound counterattacked directly, damaging his lung meridians and spurting out a mouthful of blood.

But Chen Xiu did not dare to stop. Taking advantage of the disappearance of the opponent's ghost hand, Chen Xiu took a breath and rushed towards the high wall of the yard like an arrow.

"Junior, hand over your sonic secret technique, I will save your life!"

The giant black hand appeared out of thin air, snatched forward, and slapped heavily on the high wall on the ground.

"boom!"

After a loud bang, the wall more than seven meters high collapsed and dust and smoke rose everywhere! Chen Xiu came out of the dust and smoke. If the other party hadn't been greedy for his devil's Thunder Spirit technique, he would have died without this move! He could not beat him, and he could not escape.

Since the other party did not kill him just now, I believe that the other party is determined to win his demon thunder sound, and I guess he will not be able to die for the moment.

Chen Xiu was very bachelor in the Chang Geng sword and sat cross-legged on the ground.

The voice in the void said in surprise: "Why don't you run away!"

"I can't run away, I won't run away!"

"Haha... you guys are a little interesting. If you hadn't killed a coach and two martial artists in Tianwu Academy, I would have intended to accept you as my disciple!"

A man walked out of the darkness, and a long sword was inserted diagonally on his back. The sword handle was covered with yellow silk and flew left and right in the wind. Under the moonlight, he felt righteous and extremely arrogant. Compared with the ghost hands he used to deal with Chen Xiu before, it was really different.

Duan Junjian, who could not move on the ground, couldn't help but shout, "Uncle Baihuitang, save me!"

"puff!"
Chapter completed!