Sky War Soul

Chu Yun did understand Sanskrit, but he did not study it deliberately, but learned it by accident, and naturally put it into practice.

Chu Yun is different from those Buddhist monks. He has no faith. He only cultivates his heart.

The appearance of King Kong's fighting body is generally what monks believe in.

Other monks are Buddha statues, but Chu Yun is himself.

It can be seen from this that he is a very proud man. He firmly believes that he can have today's opportunity, which is not given by anyone, but achieved through his own step-by-step efforts.

Therefore, Chu Yun can release his nature freely.

As for Sanskrit, frankly speaking, it has nothing to do with Buddhism, only in such a situation.

After the Sanskrit was put out, Chu Yun was even more unbridled. Every move had the momentum of shooting down the sky.

No one is the enemy of oneness.

Although they are rivals of the same level, even if they join hands, they are not rivals of Chu Yun at all.

The gap between genius and super genius is like the gap between ordinary people and genius.

Although they are geniuses, they are super geniuses. They are not of the same level at all.

"Too strong, too strong, we are not rivals at all!"

Some Taoists began to find that Chu Yunqiang's terror was like death, wantonly reaping life.

No matter how they revolted, how desperately they fought, they could not help chuyun.

First of all, Chu Yun's body method is very mysterious and fast. Without a certain speed or accurate judgment, he can't even touch the corners of his clothes.

Even if we can catch up with Chu Yun's speed, whether we can hurt him or not is another matter.

Chu Yun's physique is his strongest means. Even if the leader of yuhuajing attacked him, he could bear it.

In this way, Chu Yun is rolling in all directions.

"Poof! Puff! Puff! "

One finger protrudes and turns into golden light. The golden light is mixed with the symbol of "Xi", which directly explodes the bodies of the three Taoists.

"What a profound Sanskrit!"

The big monk was shocked again. He couldn't even close his mouth.

Even Buddha has not reached this level!

Chu Yun What is his identity?

At first, there were more than 70 Taoists besieging chuyun. Now, after a lot of killing, there are less than 30 left.

In this state, the spirits of those Taoists are extremely fragile and in a state of impending collapse.

Looking at the continuous fall of the surrounding Taoists, the remaining 20 Taoists were surrounded by endless fear and negative emotions.

"How to fight, how to fight!"

A Taoist breaks down and runs away shouting.

This kind of fight, he really can't persist, and if he doesn't escape, he will be dead.

Chu Yun's eyes were sharp, and he looked at the escaping Taoist. With a smile, he suddenly saw the essence in his eyes and shot it into the Taoist temple.

The figure of the Taoist suddenly froze, and his expression was like crying and laughing.

A few seconds later, he hugged his head and roared loudly.

After a while, he lost his mind and became an idiot.

Chu Yun's mental impact from his eyes directly wiped out the Taoist's consciousness and made him a walking corpse with only body and no consciousness.

Many Taoist saw this scene, and suddenly a panic rose in their heart.

Can't even run away?

It seems that he guessed their thoughts, chuyun said with a grin: "everyone involved in the siege is a dead end. Don't worry, you can't escape. "

"You devil!"

A Taoist priest sacrificed his Dharma sword, which gave birth to sharp sword Qi and stabbed at Chu cloud.

This is a swordsman.

"Teach the family how to make an axe."

Chu Yun shakes his head, bends his fingers and pops out a compressed sword Qi, which just hits the point of the sword.

The tip of the sword was hit by the compressed sword gas, and it began to crack from the top, making a clicking sound.

Then, the whole Dharma sword suddenly disintegrated and turned into dust.

The man's seven orifices were bleeding, and he was stuck in his throat with one breath, which made his face red.

Chu Yun didn't kill red eye. He still smiled, but the smile was like a devil's smile to those Taoists.

It's terrible. It's terrible.

The killing continues.

Many Taoist wanted to escape, but they could not escape Chu Yun's palm.

There is no reason.

In Chu Yun's view, those who participated in the siege were greedy people. Even if they let him go this time, he would stab himself in the back if he had a chance.

Better to cut the grass and root at one time.

Guan Bowen and the big monk stood in the same place in shock, their lips trembling, and they could not speak a word.

They realized later that they were witnessing an unprecedented massacre.

Chu Yun killed hundreds of Taoists without any suspense!

Yang Xinyue's face is pale. Even though she has seen the big scene many times, she is still shocked and can't close her mouth.

The gap is too big.

Chu Yun, too ruthless.

When all the Taoists who took part in the siege of Chu Yun left the last one, Chu Yun still did not stop killing.

Behind him, a sea of blood.

After killing more than 70 Taoists by himself, his mood was still calm without any disturbance.

He has a big heart, no less than the existence of Buddha's heart, which can never be affected by killing.

The air is filled with a strong smell of blood, making people nauseous.

Chu Yun was bloodstained, just like a murderer who had just stepped down from the battlefield. He was full of evil spirit.

"No Please don't kill me! "

The last Taoist is the Middle Kingdom man who recognized Chu Yun's identity.

His spirit is fragile like a string, which can be easily broken.

Chu Yun's face is expressionless, and he quickly approaches.

Without any hesitation, the Taoist knelt on the ground, his face despairing and kowtowing heavily.

"Let me go, let me go!"

"Chu Yun, I will never be against you again."

"I'm wrong. I know I'm wrong."

Chu Yun smiled quietly, raised his hand and cut off the head of the Taoist with his palm.

The headless body of the Taoist fell to the ground, and the blood came out of his neck.

"Under the avalanche, no snowflake is innocent."

Chu Yun shakes the blood on his hand, his tone is indifferent.

In a previous life, there was a saying like this: "if an apology is useful, what do you want the police to do?"

When you participate in the encirclement of me, you should think that there will be today.

"Chu Chu Yun... "

Guan Bowen was trembling, and he began to rejoice that he was not against each other, or he would die.

"Some of the guys who escaped earlier should be called for help. I advise you to leave here early and not be affected by me."

Chu Yun was still in that tone, as if he had only done a trivial thing before, which did not affect his mood at all.

But Guan Bowen knew that he had just killed more than 70 Taoists of the same realm.

"Little princess, please take them out. They are innocent."

Chu Yun raised his head and looked at Yang Xinyue not far away: "the cost of killing Song Hui will be borne by me alone."

"But..."

Yang Xinyue said what he wanted to say, but after thinking about it, he sighed.

Zhao Jiahao, the city leader of the border wasteland City, was once the former subordinate of Song Hui's father, the king of mountains. He will come down to the underground imperial city immediately after learning about Song Hui's death.

In terms of time, it's almost fast.

"I, I can try and take you out..."

Yang Xinyue opens her mouth. In fact, she is not sure whether her face can hold back the king.

Chu Yun shook his head and said with a smile, "thank you for your kindness. Just take them out. I don't need them."

Seeing that Chu Yun is so stubborn, Yang Xinyue has no choice but to nod his head and say, "if you can leave alive, I want to see your piano sound next time I meet you."

In the girl's heart, they all admire heroes.

Although Chu Yun is not a hero, his love and hatred are clear, which makes a deep impression on Yang Xinyue. Even the girl's heart is stirred.

"No problem."

Chu Yun nodded.

Yang Xinyue, with Guan Bowen and the great monk, galloped towards the outside, leaving Chu Yun alone, standing in the sea of blood, as if thinking about something.

On the other side, Zhao Jiahao, with a number of powerful people in yuhuajing, killed them quickly.

After they walked out of the passage, they sniffed the bloody breath and came all the way to explore the depth of the imperial city.

"Well?"

Zhao Jiahao is sensitive and suddenly realizes that someone is passing in front of him. He can't help rushing forward and blocking the way.

"Little princess?"

After seeing Yang Xinyue and the two people beside her, Zhao Jiahao was surprised: "can the little princess tell Weichen what happened in it? And Chu Yun, where is it? "

"Go find it yourself."

Yang Xinyue doesn't want to talk nonsense with Zhao Jiahao and goes away by mistake.

"The little princess's attitude is a little strange."

Zhao Jiahao is thoughtful.

"Back to the city Lord, the two people who followed the little princess were not Chu Yun."

Several strong men made a contrast with the picture and shook their heads.

"It's still in there. Let's go."

Zhao Jiahao waved and hurried to the deep of the bloody imperial city.

The closer he got to it, the more shocked he was.

There are not so many people in it. Why did you come all the way without seeing anyone?

And the smell of blood is too strong.

"I will check it carefully later. That guy is likely to make up easily. Don't let anyone go easily!"

Zhao Jiahao looked at the huge underground imperial city and was surprised.

Unexpectedly, the imperial city is so vast that it's not easy to find people in it.

Thanks to his mental strength, he can do carpet search.

"Yes."

The strong nodded at once.

Just then.

"PATA."

A slight step sounded.

Zhao Jiahao looked forward at once.

In the distance, on the ground, a young man with blood all over his body was walking slowly.

Where I passed, I left a series of bloody footprints.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth. There was even a trace of disdain in his eyes, which exuded a sharp and awe inspiring atmosphere.

Behind him, all kinds of broken limbs and arms were scattered on the ground, like a sea of blood, disgusting.