1430. Nine Swords Blood

"Dharmony King Chu?"

"You...you are not dead?"

"How is that possible?"

Until he saw the figure in front of him clearly, Li Jiacheng immediately recognized Chu Yun.

At this time, Li Jiacheng was almost scared and he couldn't believe his eyes.

However, Chu Yun smiled faintly, walked towards Li Jiacheng step by step, and said slowly: "Do you know why I came?"

"I..." Li Jiacheng was silent. Even though he had an answer in his heart, he was so scared that he couldn't say a word.

Chu Yun is a strong man on the Tianbang. Li Jiacheng knew very well that in front of him, he was just fish on the chopping board and would be slaughtered.

"Demon King Chu, I just wanted those treasures and never wanted to kill your family. What's more, didn't we succeed in the end? Do you want to kill me because of this?" The Li family was so fierce that they tried hard to defend themselves.

Chu Yun's face was expressionless, and his face was still full of chills: "I don't care what you are doing. I only know that because of you, my parents and relatives were in danger, I died tragically with blood."

"Everyone, in order to eliminate future troubles forever, all of you who are going to die that day!"

What?

Li Jiacheng suddenly felt desperate and his pupils shrank.

.........

One minute later.

A young man left the Blue House.

It was snowing heavily and the weather was cold, but the blood in the Blue Tile Terrace was still emitting a steaming heat.

In the winter of 2018, all the powerful people above the Han Kingdom’s martial arts masters were destroyed overnight!

Thirty minutes later.

Chu Yun attacked the Soviet Martial God Palace with the Red Flame Flying Knife, killed one Soviet Martial Arts Master, and destroyed one sixteen powerful people.

Fifty minutes later.

Bale, the only titled master in Canada, was opening the hall to spread martial arts, and nearly a hundred disciples under his sect admired and practiced. However, on the way, a Chinese boy suddenly broke in and killed Bale's nine personal disciples in three or two swords. Then, in front of hundreds of people, he killed Bale with one sword, terrifying the whole country.

After the killing, the young man immediately left without saying a word.

One hour and twenty minutes.

The Chinese boy went south from Canada and went straight to the hinterland of the United States. He broke into the First High-level Drinking Party with one sword. Among the hundreds of people, he took one sword and took one person's head on the head, and blood fountains gushed through the entire dance floor.

There was a chaos in the whole audience!

One hour and forty minutes.

The Chinese boy entered Florida State, USA with a knife. After killing 36 personal bodyguards in a row, he finally cut off the head of the local black boss Adams. As the blood fountain gushed, the three mistresses on Adams' bed were immediately frightened and incontinent.

Two hours.

The young man continued to move south and entered the northern part of Mexico. He destroyed three martial arts powerhouses in the country and together with their own forces, he destroyed them.

Two hours and twenty-five minutes.

The Chinese boy stepped across the Panama Canal and officially entered South America.

Then, within the next few hours.

War suddenly broke out in the eight South American countries.

There was a young man who was like a demon king in the world, lingering in red flames, flying knives circling, as if he had entered a state of no one.

He defeated the territory of eight countries including Venezuela, Colombia, Brazil, and other countries, and killed many powerful people from all countries under heavy protection.

During this period, people block and kill people, Buddha block and kill Buddha.

There were corpses and blood flowing along the way.

The whole America is like falling into the Shura hell.

The young man's brutal killing in the martial arts world even alarmed the military and political circles of many countries. Countless fighter planes took off, the army was on standby, and armored chariots were on the road.

I want to stop the unknown boy!

But thousands of shackles and obstacles were all destroyed by the man's sword.

Cape Horn is the southernmost tip of South America.

At this time, in this size, a young man stood proudly with his hands on his back.

His eyebrows and eyes were full of power and his eyes were full of coldness.

Within seven inches, there were nine flying knives, burning like red flames, spinning around him wildly.

The sea breeze blew up the ends of his forehead.

At his feet, there were rocks.

In front of him, there were terrifying waves!

However, a thousand meters away, there were sieges of troops.

Outside the sky, there were a hundred fighter jets, like hunting eagles, cruising through the air. Inside the cabin, the radar could not send signals, and the pilot inside locked the boy in black below.

Far from the north, three hundred armed tanks rolled south, and steel tracks swelled the land, and all the mountains, rocks, plants and trees were crushed to pieces.

In the West, thousands of artillery soldiers set up artillery barrels, nearly a thousand rocket cars were sailing at lightning, and they advanced eastward quickly. Rocket shells slowly rose, and 100,000 rocket launchers were ready to go.

At this moment, the enemy was besieged from all directions.

And the people surrounded by the troops were just standing at the corner of Heen, the young man looking east.

"Your Excellency, you are already surrounded!"

"Let down your weapons and surrender quickly."

"Otherwise, you will receive the ruthless baptism of thousands of cannon fire!"

The commander of the Argentine Army was riding a fighter plane and looking at the figure of the young man who was already dead at the end of the road below from a distance. At the same time, the cold and loud voice also spread throughout the sea through the loudspeaker.

At this time, the Argentine country was almost unbelievable. It was the young man in front of him who fought from North America to South America overnight.
Chapter completed!