1956. Fight! Fight! Fight!

Outside the Xiandu City.

The moonlight is bright and covers the pine forest outside.

White clouds were clustered, revealing a few sparse stars.

However, under this dreamy moonlight, there is the tragic tragedy of blood and fire that continues to happen.

Whoosh swish swish swish ~

In the dark night, the nine flying knives, like the sickle of the god of death, were harvesting life in the crowd.

Those soldiers who were ordered to encircle Chu Yun were harvested like straw under the power of the nine swords.

In just a moment, the defense line in the east was torn apart by Chu Yun.

Blood is soaked, and Nine Knife sings wildly.

The people nearby saw only the bloody boy all over his body, as if he was from the demon from the Shura Abyss. In this way, he stepped on the baptism of blood and fire, and trampled on everyone's hearts.

At this time, hundreds of soldiers around were already frightened by Chu Yun's bloodthirsty and violent attack.

There were so many people present, holding swords, but they looked at each other in fear and did not dare to get close to the boy at all.

They were trembling, they were afraid, and looked at the boy in front of them slowly walking out of their encirclement with panic.

However, after stepping out of the encirclement, the young man in front of him did not escape immediately, but stopped there instead.

He looked up at the sky, his body was covered in red flames like fire, and nine swords flew. The expressionless voice was like frost, and it exploded in this world.

"Come out!"

"You have worked so hard to mobilize so many people to encircle me, isn't it just forcing me to show up?"

Chu Yunsen's cold voice echoed the world, and the soldiers around him were undoubtedly even more frightened and looked up.

But in the place ahead, there were no figures except for the thick darkness and the cold wind?

Everyone was in panic and couldn't help but wonder who Chu Yun was talking to?

However, after Chu Yun's words fell, not long after, suddenly, the wind in this place was strong.

The huge rocks trembled and the grass and trees shook wildly.

Then, there were ten figures, reflecting the darkness and stepping on the void, appearing on Chu Yun’s road ahead.

These ten people are the lords of the nine immortal palaces and the head of the Xia family, the leader of the ten ancient clans.

In order to siege and kill Chu Yun, Xing Jiutian has taken multiple measures.

The first level is the lords of the Immortal Palace led by Ronghua.

At the moment when these ten people appeared, everyone felt that a huge oppression swept across, as if under Mount Tai, these weak soldiers could not hold on for a moment. They were all oppressed and kneeled on the ground, crawling and trembling.

The fearful look was like an ordinary person who saw a true immortal.

"King Yunyang, you finally appeared." Ronghua stood with his hands behind his back, condescending to his head, and drank coldly.

These soldiers were just baits they sent out and their ears were just baits.

Ronghua never thought of relying on them to catch Chu Yun. What he wanted was just to force Chu Yun to appear.

Although Ronghua didn't know what method Chu Yun used to isolate his mental power exploration, these soldiers could not do it.

Therefore, once some of these soldiers were killed and were exploring the glory of this area, they would naturally immediately notice it and then be able to encircle Chu Yun and annihilate it.

Zhulong was wearing a red robe. When he saw Chu Yun appear, he also sneered and shouted angrily: "Chu Yun, you are so ruthless, why don't you be killed by the neck!"

"Die?" Chu Yun laughed, "I think you are the ones who died."

"Hmph, stinky brat, how dare you be so arrogant when you die? I should have killed you last time, but you have lived for so many more days." Zhulong cursed with a dark face.

Last time Chu Yun attracted thunder and struck the Sword Immortal Guard to death, and at that moment it really trembled everyone.

So much so that Ronghua and the others let go of such a good opportunity in vain, but they were so scared that they all retreated to help their lives.

But after calming down, they realized that something was wrong.

Chu Yun's thunder power can probably only be attracted once.

Otherwise, with Chu Yun's ruthless nature, how could he let them go? After killing the Sword Immortal Guard, he would inevitably thunder and strike them again.

But Chu Yun did not.

What does this mean?

This shows that the power of thunder was attracted by Chu Yun’s treasure, and this kind of treasure should be just one-time.

After understanding these things, everyone naturally no longer had any fear of Chu Yun.

After all, no matter how evil Chu Yun is, he is just a realm of turning the Yuan Dynasty. Without the power of thunder, what else can everyone be afraid of him?

"Chu Yun, what's going on, are you still going to resist?"

"Maybe the Lord will give you a lighter blow to you!" Xia Jiang looked at the boy ahead with a cold expression.

The other palace masters also advised Chu Yun to return to the scene of his lost path, give up resistance, and bow down to confess his guilt.

Looking at this scene, Feng Xingzi sighed.

Chu Yun was still in full bloom a few days ago, and many people present went to pay homage to him. But in just a few days, the young man who was shining at the time was so desolate that he had been criticized by countless people. Even the elder of Qin Palace participated in the siege of him, and it turned out that everyone pushed him.

However, Chu Yun ignored the cold words of the people around him and ignored them.

He raised his head and looked somewhere ahead.

There, there is a graceful figure, brilliant.
Chapter completed!