Sky War Soul

"Pat!"

With a crisp sound, situ binghe was slapped on the cheek.

The young man standing in front of him stared at situ binghe's eyes with a smile and said: "I heard that you are Chu Yun's most loyal dog leg. Unfortunately, you fell into our hands. Don't worry, I'll make your life worse than death! "

Situ binghe was held by the two men and was covered with blood. He was not an adult. When he heard the words of the youth, he looked up hard and said one by one: "master Xuedao, Xiao Chi, the young master of the Xiao family, dare not go to Chu Yun for trouble, only dare to vent his anger on me. It's sad!"

Even in a desperate situation, situ binghe didn't give in.

When he joined Chu Yun, he was still very worried. He didn't know whether Chu Yun could save his life under many forces or whether he was worth Chu Yun's protection.

However, without any hesitation, Chu Yun accepted himself.

He gave pills and various skills for cultivation, even brought himself into the Chu family, and became a member of the Chu family, making himself feel the warmth of the family again.

Because of this, situ binghe was extremely respectful to Chu Yun.

This young man is Xiao Chi, the son of bloody sword.

After hearing the words of situ binghe, Xiao Chi became angry and angry. In his pupil, he shot out the murderous air, and pulled out his backhand in the belly of situ binghe.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, situ binghe spewed out a mouthful of blood, only feeling that his abdomen was about to blow up.

"I dare not trouble Chu Yun, but I want to kill you easily."

Xiao Chi gave a cold drink. Though what situ binghe said was harsh, it was true.

"I'm not afraid of death. I will never frown when you kill me. But remember, Chu Yun will avenge me! "

Situ binghe grinned and his face was covered with blood, which made people scared.

Xiao Chi shuddered violently. He knew that situ binghe was telling the truth. Chu Yun was a very short guard. If he knew that he killed situ binghe, he would find a way to get revenge.

Chu Yun, that guy, is just a madman. There is nothing he can't do.

"How dare you threaten me?"

After the reaction, Xiao Chi was full of murderous Qi. He was called the son of the bloody sword. Wu Hun was a bloody sword.

He is also a very famous swordsman in the central region.

However, in front of Chu Yun, he couldn't even lift his breath.

"Don't worry, master Chi. If Chu Yun really dares to revenge with me here, there is only one way to die!"

After Xiao Chi, a middle-aged man smiled quietly, with confidence between his eyebrows.

His name is Xiao Ming. He is the escort who escorts many disciples of the Xiao family to come to the front line for training. Although his position is not high in the family, his combat power is very outstanding. He was given the surname Xiao by the Xiao family.

Xiao Ming is a Taoist who has two levels of divine power. He is not afraid of Chu Yun because he has the advantage of crushing the state.

Xiao Chi thought carefully. It is true. No matter how strong Chu cloud is, it's just Xuanwu.

However, the gap between Xuanwu and Shentong can't be estimated. If Chu Yunzhen dares to come to revenge, he will never live.

"Then what if the Tang family does it?"

Xiao Chi is still worried.

"The Tang family has a personal feud with us, but we will never fight against us because we killed a few disciples of the Chu family. It is the Chu family that depends on the Tang family, not the Tang family that depends on the Chu family."

Xiao Ming talks like he sees through everything.

After a pause, he added: "if Chu Yun really comes, I will defeat him and leave a last breath for you to execute."

When Xiao Chi heard the words, he could not help nodding: "very well, Xiao Ming, if it is true, I will recommend you to be the elder."

Xiao Ming was overjoyed and immediately bowed to him: "so, thank you very much, master Chi."

He has worked hard for decades and devoted himself to the Xiao family. He was named Xiao. If he could become an elder, he would rise to the sky step by step.

Xiao Chi looked up at the many children who were fighting with monsters and beasts in the mountains and said with emotion, "if Chu Yun died in my hand, my reputation will be resounded throughout the Middle Kingdom. At that time, no one will remember Chu Yun, no one will remember Shuitian childe. All you know is that I'm the strongest childe among the ten CHILDES! "

"Ha ha."

Situ binghe sneered, shook his head and said: "it's ridiculous. It's ridiculous. Chu Yun has never regarded you as an opponent, only you can never forget... "

"Shut up!"

Xiao Chi became angry with anger and grabbed situ binghe's neck with his backhand. His expression was ferocious and full of murders: "one more word, I will send you to the West!"

Situ binghe was not afraid at all. He was still struggling with his hoarse voice and said off and on: "in your eyes, there is only Chu Yun, and Chu Yun's eyes are the whole world! With this alone, you will never catch up with him, forever! "

"Nonsense, die for me!"

Xiao Chi's hand suddenly started to work, trying to break situ's neck.

At this time, the sky suddenly out of infinite black gas, is constantly boiling.

The evil spirit that attracts people's soul greatly changes the faces of many children of the Xiao family.

"Well What a horrible spirit! "

"Is there any demon coming?"

"Is it a line of monsters in the sky?"

Countless children of the Xiao family were pale. All of them stopped and looked in all directions to find the source of magic Qi.

Xiao Ming's expression was somber, and he said in a high voice: "this evil spirit is very horrible, but it's not like a living thing. It should be something like a spirit soldier. It may be that which elder happened to pass by here. Please shut up, young master. Don't talk about it, so as not to offend the elder who is on the way! "

Hearing Xiao Ming's words, many disciples shut up immediately.

They can come here to experience. Naturally, they are all elite disciples of the Xiao family, all of whom come from extraordinary origins.

Xiao Chi is the highest among them, so many disciples respect him.

At present, he frowned and thought, and the other disciples shut up one after another.

"You're done..."

There was a flash of light in the tired eyes of situ binghe. He knew that the source of the evil spirit was the Sanskrit magic tripod!

Chu Yun's best spirit soldier!

Fanyin magic tripod appears here, which proves that Chu Yun is here.

"Brush!"

A tripod with numerous Sanskrit chants flies out of the black fog. It's carved with gorgeous patterns. It's complicated and complicated. It's easy to see that the soul will be removed.

Countless monks are singing in Sanskrit, which should have been a solemn thing, but the magic tripod of Sanskrit sounds evil and frightening.

Fanyin magic tripod floats in the air and stops straight.

Xiao Ming's heart was thumping. If he had such a smart soldier, his status would not be lower. Maybe he was a strong man at the level of the leader.

Thinking of this, he quickly arched his hand and said: "we are all disciples of the Xiao family. We have come here for a long time to practice. What can I do for you

"Kill my Chu family disciple. You are very dignified!"

Chu Yun's cold voice sounded, and immediately he walked out of the magic tripod of Sanskrit sound, with extreme murderous Qi in his pupils. The whole sky was shaking under murderous Qi.

"Chu Yun?"

Xiao Chi was shocked and instinctively stepped back. Then he grinned, "you dare to kill for revenge. It's not fatal!"

All Xiao's disciples were shocked, and then looked at Xiao Ming.

Xiao Ming is a Taoist of divine realm. If he can deal with Chu Yun, there is nothing terrible.

When he saw that it was Chu Yun, Xiao Ming's eyes were filled with ecstasy. Although Chu Yun was famous, he didn't think that a Xuanwu realm could turn over any waves.

Even if how evil, in their own hands, also absolutely can not support three moves!

In Xiao Ming's view, Chu Yun is the key to his promotion to the position of elder.

It's just a boy in Xuanwu. What can he do even if he is sharp? As long as he kills him, everything is not a problem.

Chu Yun put up the magic tripod of Sanskrit sound, and his eyes swept across the field at will.

There are about 20 disciples of the Xiao family. Apart from the miraculous state Taoist in front of them, who can bring some troubles to themselves, none of them can pose a threat to themselves, including Xiao Chi, the son of the bloody sword.

"A mob."

Chu Yun shook his head, and the color of disappointment was all over his words.

Apart from Xiao Chi, he did not know any of the other disciples. Obviously, he was not an important person.

And Xiao Chi's status is just a little higher than Xiao Tianchen who he once killed.

It really didn't interest him.

"Talk big!"

Xiao Ming's pupils are cold, and he suddenly releases his own spirit. There are ten ground level spirit snow wings.

Only two wings were born behind him, flickering in the air, sending out endless ferocity. It seems that he could kill at will, which could kill people's vitality.

Xiao Chi offered the blood weeping sword of Wu soul, and the whole body burst out scarlet light. The murderous spirit was so fierce that even the void was distorted.

His eyes were bloodstained, his sword was full of meaning and filled the sky.

Xiao Chi is also a well-known swordsman in the central region. A bloody knife has killed thousands of people, which is frightening to hear.

Today, in the face of Chu Yun, he did not hesitate to cut.

"Chu Yun, let me have a taste of your sword!"

Xiao Chi's pupils burst with fierce blood light. He raised his hand and cut it with a knife. It seemed that the whole sky had been torn up. The blood light surrounded countless mountains.

This is the blood gas from the fierce to the extreme. Only those who are really strong in the blood of the dead will have it.

Chu Yun's face was expressionless, and his voice was cold: "you, too, deserve the name of the swordsman?"

After the words fall, Chu Yun urges the method of sweeping the sky and body, and the figure twinkles out. The Dongtian sword appears in the palm silently, with the mysterious waves of ancient times, forming a pure black practice. A knife is waved out, facing the blood light.

"Let me teach you, what is the real meaning of Dao!"