1650. Kneel down

After the words came, Chu Yun immediately punched him.

Bang!

It was a low and dull sound, like a thunder thunder.

A severe pain like a tide swept across Li Luo's entire body in an instant.

The ribs were broken, the chest was sunken, and blood mixed with the internal organs immediately vomited all over the floor.

Chu Yun punched Li Luo and was seriously injured. He was covered in blood and lay on the ground.

With just one punch, Li Luo, who was still showing off his might just now, no longer had the power to fight again.

The whole audience was dead silent.

All this happened too quickly, and even there was worry on Yang Qian's pretty face, but the next moment, Li Luo had already vomited blood and fell to the ground.

However, Chu Yun did not seem to have any intention of letting go. At this time, the young man raised his foot and walked slowly towards Li Luo who was seriously injured again.

The low and depressing footsteps, like the devil's roar, made Li Luo extremely frightened.

At this time, Li Luo was full of horror. He stretched out his bloody hand and crawled towards Fang Can, Lin Dong and others little by little: "Save...Save...Save...Save...Save...Save..."

The hoarse voice kept echoing across the entire martial arts field.

What kind of horror is contained in the call for help?

That was the fear of death, that was the horror of the demon.

Yes, at this moment, Li Luo actually smelled the breath of death.

He wants to kill him!

Thorny ~

Li Luo did not climb in front of Fang Can and others after all. After only a few steps, he heard the sound of bones breaking.

Chu Yun had already walked behind him at some point.

He raised his feet and landed on Li Luo's head.

The fear of death instantly strangled Li Luo's heart, and he trembled from his soul: "Please...please...please, please...please...please..."

Thorny ~

Chu Yun's face was expressionless and fell down.

The next moment, Li Luo's head exploded in full view of everyone, like a watermelon falling to the ground.

Blood mixed with brain matter and burst all over the floor.

"This~This~"

The whole audience was dead silent.

Everyone's bodies trembled unconsciously.

The cold wind whistled, as if the devil was smiling, or as if the devil was whispering.

Such a bloody scene trembled everyone.

But Chu Yun's expression was still as usual, and he raised his foot and continued to walk forward.

Wherever he passed along the way, the disciples of the Sword Forging Hall immediately dispersed like a tide, giving way to Chu Yun.

And Chu Yun slowly walked to Yang Qian like this.

At this time, Yang Qian was standing there blankly, with panic spreading above her pretty face.

Chu Yun looked at her and smiled softly: "Senior sister, I'm back."

"Leave the rest to me."

"What they owe you and what they owe to the Sword Forging Hall, I will ask them to pay back twice as much!"

Chu Yun's sad laughter made Fang Can, Lin Dong and others in the distance change their faces. At this time, Chu Yun's eyes had already fallen on them.

"You...you...what do you want to do?" Chu Yun's aura after killing someone was too terrible. He was stared at by him, as if he was being watched by a devil. Fang Can was almost instinctively trembling.

"What are you doing, don't you know?" Chu Yun smiled faintly, then raised his foot again and walked towards Fang Can and Lin Dong.

"You bullied me, beat my junior brother of the sword, and insulted my senior sister of the sword."

"You are so arrogant during this time when I'm not here."

Chu Yun walked step by step, and a faint laughter slowly rang, but his calm tone and anger that could not be heard seemed to be telling a story. However, the chill deep in the words made everyone despair.

"Chu Yun, I warn you. This is the Sword Immortal Palace, not the place where you are randomly involved."

"What's more, it's natural for us to injure our disciples in the Sword Casting Hall to injure our Sword Casting Hall."

"On the contrary, you are the one who harms your fellow disciples and stabs them to death as a sword! "

Lin Dong stood up at this time, blocked Fang Can, and shouted at Chu Yun.

"Oh? The person who injured you, then I dare to ask who was injured, let me see." Chu Yun still smiled.

"It's me. Your sword-making disciples ordered Qingshu to kill me regardless of the friendship between the classmates. The sword-making hall is protected by him. Now that your sword-making hall is targeted by both halls, it is also his own fault!" At this time, a young man in gray robe walked out, but said righteously.

Chu Yun looked at him and smiled: "I'm really sorry."

"Hmph, just know..."

Bang!

Before the man finished speaking, a gust of wind came. Who would have thought that Chu Yun, who was standing indifferently, suddenly burst out with a leg, and with a bang, he directly put it on the man's forehead.

The face was broken, half of the face was concave, blood overflowed, and instantly it became unrecognizable. Then, like a useless dog, smashed the rocks in the distance, and buried it in the ruins, without knowing life and death.

"Bastard, how dare you hurt the people in my sword hall!"

"I'll kill..."

Bang!

Chu Yun ran out with one leg, and the man in front of him was kicked a hundred meters away by Chu Yun again, landed on the ground, screamed, vomited blood, and finally lost his life and death.

"Is there anyone else?"

"Who else was injured by my sword casting hall? Come forward."

Chu Yun looked around everyone and asked in a mixed voice.

In an instant, the whole audience was silent and no one dared to speak out.
Chapter completed!