Asuru God Soul

Wu'an, who covered his throat, gradually dispersed the color of despair in his pupils, and finally turned into a cold body.

"Xueer, let's go!"

Chu Xingyu pulls zixueer to leave.

"Stop!"

Behind Chu Xingyu, Fan Jian's shrill roar sounded.

"What's up?"

Chu Xingyu turned around and gave Fan Jian a cold look.

Looking at the latter's expression, it seems that he is very unhappy with himself.

It's ok if you don't find Fan Jian to embarrass yourself at the auction house. Fan Jian still dares to stop himself. I really don't know the greatness of heaven and earth!

"Do you think the Revenge of my brother's death can be ended only by killing Wu'an?"

"I Fan Jian will kill you and the little girl today!"

On Fan Jian's blade, the cold light flashes and is extremely fierce.

"Didn't you see the scene in the Tongshen crystal clearly?"

Chu Xingyu's eyes were cold, and the cold voice said, "fan Ming's death has nothing to do with us!"

When he was in Yugu mountains, Chu Xingyu didn't kill fan Ming in order to avoid provoking the governor behind him.

But let ya beast kill himself, fan Ming.

Therefore, fan Ming's death has nothing to do with them.

As soon as Chu Xingyu's voice fell, he left with zixue'er. He was not ready to entangle too much with Fan Jian.

"Where to go!"

Shua!

After a gust of wind, Fan Jian was blocked in front of Chu Xingyu again.

He held a wide sword with a cold tip and pointed to Chu Xingyu coldly.

"Don't let me go?"

Chu Xingyu was slightly stunned. Looking at fan Ming in front of him, he said:

"I'm leaving. Can you stop me?"

The strength of the martial arts in the fire dance imperial city is indeed much stronger than that in other places.

But Chu Xingyu's strength is not weak.

In entering the Imperial City, only the woman riding a white mammoth posed a great threat to herself.

Chu Xingyu is not afraid of other martial artists.

Fan Jian, the eight fold warrior in Zhanwu territory, can't stop himself at all.

"Hum, why did you go together? My brother is dead and you are still alive."

"Although my brother's death has nothing to do with you, you should bury my brother!"

Fan Jian said ferociously.

"What are you talking about?"

Chu Xingyu's eyes were cold and asked word by word.

Because fan Ming's death requires two people who have nothing to do with him to be buried with him. What's the reason.

"I said, neither of you can leave today. You should go down together and bury my brother!"

Fan Jian's momentum roared at this moment.

The majestic pressure locked the Chu star rain.

Facing Fan Jian, who was almost a rogue, Chu Xingyu smiled coldly.

"I don't want to go now!"

I just didn't want to cause too much trouble in the imperial city. By the way, I spared fan Jianyi's life.

At this time, he had no intention of leaving.

Since Fan Jian doesn't know what's good or bad, then... He's going to leave again, which is a sign of weakness to his opponent.

"When I first entered the Imperial City, I didn't want to kill."

"Since you are unkind and aggressive, your life, Chu Xingyu has decided to... Accept it!"

Chu Xingyu gently pushed zixueer aside.

"Xueer, wait for me here, just a minute!"

Chu Xingyu patted zixueer's little head,

"Yes!"

Zixue'er nodded.

Then Chu Xingyu faced Fan Jian again, and his momentum was released at this moment.

"Chu Xingyu, don't do anything stupid. He is the commander in charge of a quarter of the public security of the imperial city."

Seeing that Chu Xingyu is going to fight with Fan Jian, Huang Ya is very anxious.

As an auctioneer, her strength is not strong enough to stop the two from fighting.

At this time, she can only stand anxiously and dissuade.

However, in front of Chu Xingyu, whose heart has been out, her persuasion is powerless.

"Ah... It's a pity that the boy in white!"

"The young man in white is the first person to resist the governor's martial arts, but today, he has to pay the price of his life."

"A reckless teenager can bear this price with his life."

The crowd of onlookers shook their heads.

As the commander of the governor's Department, Fan Jian's cultivation reached the middle of the eighth level of war and martial arts.

Although his strength is not the top in the Imperial City, it belongs to the strong.

The young man in white can seriously hurt Wu'an with a sword, but it doesn't mean that the young man's sword can hurt Fan Jian.

Today, the boy will die!

"Bury my brother!"

With a loud cry, Fan Jian jumped out of his feet a little. He was so fast that he almost turned into a golden lightning.

Before the crowd could react, Fan Jian was less than three meters away from Chu Xingyu.

The back of the broad sword in his hand was shining brightly in the sun.

At this moment, his right arm burst into blue tendons, his muscles burst, and he rowed hard.

A three meter high light mass instantly shocked everyone's eyes.

The floor under his feet was crazily broken when the sword Qi rolled. Fan Jian wanted to cut Chu Xingyu's waist with this powerful knife.

"Die!"

Fan Jian's big drink shocked the sky.

"With so little skill, you deserve to kill me!"

Chu Xingyu's eyes were calm.

As he stood with the sword, when Fan Jian came crazy, the energy around the Li fire sword in his hand suddenly trembled.

Even the surrounding energy was absorbed by Li fire sword at this moment.

WOW!

Immediately, a red awn suddenly burst.

Whew!

Before the crowd reacted, Chu Xingyu's Li fire sword and Fan Jian's wide sword collided fiercely.

Boom!

The powerful energy roared in the rosefinch street.

Everyone's eyes shrunk slightly.

The red light on the young Li fire sword instantly smashed Fan Jian's wide sword and hit him on the chest.

Fan Jian's body seemed uncontrollable. He stepped back fiercely and hit the floor.

The marble floor on rosefinch Street burst open one after another under the energy.

Fan Jian's body didn't stop until it slid hundreds of meters away.

At this time, a ravine deeply torn by Fan Jian appeared in front of everyone on Zhuque street.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

The strength of the young man in white is so terrible!

There was a deep fear on everyone's face.

"If you don't have strength, don't be too rampant."

Chu Xingyu is still standing in place, holding Li fire sword. His own temperament is even more heroic under the irradiation of light.

Fan Jian stood up and his inner armor was broken to powder at this moment.

How strong!

Fan Jian's face showed a touch of fear.

The young man was just a sword, so he let his wide sword be broken.

If you didn't have inner armor, maybe you would have died!

"Chu Xingyu, my brother's death has nothing to do with you. Go!"

Fan Jian shouted.

At this time, he dared not trouble Chu Xingyu again.

"Go?"

Chu Xingyu's eyes flashed a funny smile:

"I wanted to leave just now, but you forced me to keep it."

The young man in White said this in a cold tone:

"Now, if I don't kill you, I won't go!"