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Chu Yun murdered in public and beat the young monk to death.

What was shocked was not only the people in Ye Gongguan, but also Jiuying the ascetic monk.

Isn't he injured?

And the injury should not be minor.

How could such a terrifying energy suddenly burst out, almost crushing the little monk to death?

This is beyond everyone's understanding.

Especially ascetic monks who know little apprentices very well. He frowned slightly and looked at Chu Yun in confusion.

"Are you fought with iron?"

The ascetic monk opened his thin lips slightly and asked a question that sounded like a joke.

"I'm asking you." Chu Yun stepped forward and approached the old monk. "How do you want to die?"

The ascetic monk shook his head: "Even if you were beaten with iron. I will beat you into scrap."

He just stood at the gate of Ye Mansion.

Instead, his eyes fell on Professor Ye's beautiful face: "Then take her away."

He was angering Chu Yun.

Use the simplest and rude way.

Tonight, Professor Ye is Chu Yun's biggest inverse scale.

The ascetic knows this very well.

But why should he anger Chu Yun?

Because he hoped that Chu Yun could stimulate his full potential. Come to welcome your own crush!

He hasn't shot for many years!

In the eyes of many people, ascetic monks are almost incomprehensible legendary powerhouses!

He already had the heart to kill Chu Yun tonight.

It's just that he didn't think about making it personally!

Since the little apprentice didn't fight, and Chu Yun challenged him recklessly.

Then, he doesn't mind breaking Chu Yun into a pile of scrap iron!

"Too much talk."

Buzz!

Chu Yun drew his sword!

The cold light suddenly appeared, and the red light suddenly rose!

He was never stingy when it was time to use a knife.

Every time Chu Yun fought, it was not for discussion or exchange.

He does not pursue the realm of martial arts, nor does he understand the mind of martial arts.

He drew his sword just to kill!

The blade is sharp. Shrouded the Ye Mansion in a murderous atmosphere.

Ye Lao frowned slightly and murmured, "This kid---will fight Jiuying to the death."

"But he was seriously injured." Professor Ye's beautiful eyes were hazy. Biting her red lips tightly.

"I said. No one can persuade him." Ye Lao let out a foul breath. "The duel between the strong is about life and death. But life and death are only the result, no one cares."

"They only care about the outcome."

Professor Ye was in a mess.

No matter how calm her mind is, she is a woman after all.

Knowing that Chu Yun was injured, he went to challenge the invincible demon monk. Professor Ye was confused and pale.

"I don't care if Chu Yun can beat him or not." Professor Ye took out his mobile phone and said coldly. "Tonight, I'm going to smash this old thing into pieces!"

Toot.

The call was quickly connected.

"Sister, what's the matter?" Ye Xuanjun's hearty voice came over the phone.

"Hurry back to the Ye Mansion immediately. Bring your soldiers. As many as you can bring." Professor Ye cut the railroad firmly. "I can't come back. I don't have your brother!"

"understand."

Click.

Ye Xuanjun hung up the phone and took the soldiers home.

Ye Lao glanced at his granddaughter calmly, but didn't object.

Chu Yun's battle was for Professor Ye and for Ye Mansion. No matter what extreme behavior the granddaughter performs, it is in the acceptable category.

"I don't know why." Ye Lao slowly raised his teacup. Take a sip.

His internal organs are overwhelmed, and his breath is extremely disturbed. But his expression was extremely firm: "I don't think Chu Yun will lose."

He looked at the two of Chu Yun who were not far away.

At this moment, these two powerhouses have been calm and sharp.

One is the **** of war who suddenly appeared. No one can stop the gods and kill the gods.

One, a legendary monk with a reputation. Even Ye Lao's level of business tycoons are in awe of him. Don't dare to offend easily.

Their battle will surely shock the world!

Keng!

Chu Yun drew his sword and took a step forward with his right foot. There was a loud hum. The blade is wrapped in thunder, unstoppable!

"The sword is fast. Like a **** descending to the world. The younger generation, you can be regarded as the best."

The ascetic monk stood still. Thin lips opened slightly and said: "It's a pity that you have injuries on your body."

The voice just fell.

The ascetic monk tilted his head to avoid Chu Yun's violent stab.

The right hand in the robe suddenly stuck out.

boom!

A fist hit Chu Yun's chest, making a dull sound.

"Retreat."

The fist was violent, and the ascetic monk punched out. In the thin lips, spit out a word coldly.

In an instant, Chu Yun's whole body seemed to be raged by a violent wind. His legs retreated backwards unwillingly.

Otherwise, the terrifying power of this punch of the ascetic monk. Will destroy Chu Yun's internal organs!

Thump.

Two steps back. Chu Yun sank, as if biting the floor. The trend of retreat suddenly came to a halt.

The blade in the hand, red light reappeared.

"Come again."

Thin lips spit out the word. Chu Yun drew his sword forward.

This knife is more powerful.

Above the blade, a wave of wind surrounds it. With the force of destroying the decay and decay, slashed out brazenly!

The dervishes still stand by and wait for the rabbit.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and said indifferently: "I said. Even if you are beaten with iron. I can beat you into scrap."

Keng!

The ascetic gave a sword.

A short ring knife was taken out casually, seemingly effortless, and it blocked Chu Yun's thunder stab. Such as four or two dial a thousand catties, with a small bodily.

Whoosh!

Block the knife. The ascetic monk suddenly turned the sword in his hand and cut Chu Yun's wrist straight. Want to cut his hand and the knife together!

At this scene, everyone in Ye Mansion was frightened.

Even if they don't understand martial arts anymore, everyone can see that Chu Yun is not an ascetic opponent at all!

He slashed with two swords in succession, but the ascetic monk downplayed and resolved it. With a knife casually, it was dangerous, and he forced Chu Yun into the corner of the wall and ruined his way!

As the ascetic monk said, Chu Yun had injuries on his body, and it was difficult to resist the strong and invincible old monk!

"Use a knife as a metaphor."

Chu Yun stared at the ascetic monk with a blank expression: "You are too short."

Talk about it.

He made an extremely strange move.

He raised his left hand.

With strong winds, he stretched out his hand to grab the sword in the hands of the ascetic monk!

Not only was he unstoppable, he also wanted to capture this seemingly innocuous, but murderous knife!

This move, don't say Ye Mansion. Even the ascetic monk frowned.

But his killing intent has been decided, and his mind has been tempered even more. But in a moment of astonishment, he calmly killed himself and shouted in a deep voice: "Looking for a dead end!"

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Flop!

After all, the knife was held by Chu Yun's left hand.

His rough hands have been tempered, and his calluses are too thick to cut through. But at the moment Chu Yun held the knife, bones were deeply visible in the wound. The blood gurgled out, and flowed down the ring knife to the palm of the ascetic monk.

"So short. What can you do?"

Chu Yun's expression remained unchanged.

In the dark eyes, the cold light was shining.

Roar!

Chu Yun raised the blade.

On the edge of the knife, the red light is blazing.

Like a blood-red dragon descending from the sky, breathing out the breath of the dragon, turning the clouds and raining, covering the sky and the sun!