234. Oh, by the way, they like to call me Mr. Chu

"Cut! Cut! Cut!"

Under the nine heavens, Chu Yun held thunder in his hand, like a god.

The lightning surging, and this world was as bright as daylight!

Branch lightning teared the night and crossed the sky. With the momentum of thunder, it slashed hard at the black vortex above the old man's head.

In an instant, thousands of ghosts screamed, and the shrill screams suddenly echoed throughout the sky.

It was as if the remaining snow encountered boiling oil, the black gas quickly dissipated under the lightning. The original huge black vortex was instantly torn and split under the power of the lightning.

The white bone stick that originally pointed to the sky in the old man's hand did not escape the power of thunder. A ray of lightning winded like a small snake and slashed directly along the bone stick. With a bang, the black dissipated, and the white bone stick of the heel bone was instantly broken, turning into countless pieces, scattered all over the ground.

Finally, after a while, everything disappeared. The lightning stopped, the black disappeared, and the countless evil spirits disappeared completely.

Thunder is the power of heaven, and it is dedicated to breaking evil spirits and evil spirits. Chu Yun's Thunder Spirit Jade can be said to be specialized in defeating the Ghost Witch Sect.

Lei Lingyu is the most treasure. When Chu Yun was still weak, he used this magic weapon to shock Lei Laowu and the others. However, the attack he used at that time completely exhausted the thunder power in Lei Lingyu. Later, when Chu Yun practiced the Great Sun Thunder God Body on the top of Jingzhou Mountain, Lei Lingyu absorbed a part of the thunder power, which Chu Yun never used. Today it happened to be useful.

After the thunder dissipated, the heaven and earth returned to darkness, and the ground was covered with chaos.

The old man's clothes were torn, and his white hair was still flowing with lightning, as if it had exploded, and his white hair stood up, as if it was needles.

Da... Da...

Blood slowly flowed down his forehead.

Chu Yun called out the sky thunder with a word. Before the old man's attack was brewing, it was already scattered by thunder. The old man's most cowardly life was just here. Before a blow was fired, he was hit by five thunders, and his body and spirit were damaged. All his body and body were tragic after the thunder struck.

The old man tried hard to support his body without falling down, his eyes full of blood looked ahead. There was a pretty figure, but there was a faint place. The cold wind at night blew the corner of his clothes, and the ends of the boy's hair on his forehead were also slowly floating in the breeze.

"Tell me...you...your name..." The old man's body had already shaken, his vitality gradually dissipated, and even his eyes became dissipated.

"Jingzhou, Chu Yun." Chu Yun stood with his hands behind his back, and a faint chuckle slowly rang, "Oh, by the way, they like to call me, Mr. Chu."

After Chu Yun's words fell, the old man's body shook violently and his pupils frowned. He tried hard to raise his fingers, pointed at Chu Yun with fear and trembling all over his body. A hoarse voice came out: "You...you...you...is Mr. Chu."

"Jiang...jiang...jiangdong, Chu...Mr. Chu."

The old man's withered body trembled violently, and his expression was full of regret and fear.

It was not until the last moment of his life that the old man knew what kind of person he was offended.

Mr. Chu from Jiangdong, even in other provinces, someone knows the name of Mr. Chu.

The old man finally fell down. He hit the ground with a bang, but it shook a piece of dust.

After a night of fierce battle, this world finally returned to silence.

Everyone fell down, only Chu Yun stood proudly. Her beautiful figure was so tall and mighty under the night. Chu Xi stared at the boy who was independent in the world in front of him. His beautiful eyes were already dull. A tide of the vast sea was stirred up in his heart.

What kind of height can a person reach to call thunder in one word?

"Chu Yun, are you still the Chu Yun I know?" The girl sighed in a daze, but her whispering sound drifted away with the wind.

However, as the last person in the Ghost Witch Sect fell, Chu Yun's expression did not relax at all. His eyes were deep and distant, and he looked over through a night sky. His indifferent eyes seemed to have traveled thousands of miles of time and space.

In Miaojiang, thousands of miles away from Jiangdong, there are several old men sitting around a huge mirror in an ancient tribe. These old men are the same as the old man who died under Chu Yun. They look, height, and even the bone staff in their hands. They are exactly the same as those made from the same mold.

In the mysterious room, there are several people at the door, and the room is fully furnished. It is now deep winter. There is a gorgeous animal blanket on the ground and a huge ghost word hanging in the living room. If Cui Ze does not die, he will definitely know that this is the headquarters of their Ghost Witch Sect. And these old people in the room are the elders of the Ghost Witch Sect.

When the Ghost Witch Sect was destroyed, these elders were scattered across China and guarded one area. They were lucky enough to escape. But if they were talking about it, if the five elders of the Ghost Witch Sect had all gathered at the headquarters, perhaps the battle between the Ghost Witch Sect and the four characteristic troops back then would be another result.
Chapter completed!