"If it were me, I'd probably be dead by now."

"I really didn't expect that Chu Yun could persist for so long. It seems that we underestimated him before."

Mo Wushang's face was extremely gloomy. He was known as the God of Killing, but now he could not defeat a young boy in the late stage of foundation building for a long time. This was an insult to him!

"Chu Yun, you succeeded in irritating me! With your current cultivation level, you can force me to use 70% of my strength. You are proud of yourself." Mo Wushang said coldly.

Wow——

Everyone was shocked and looked at Mo Wushang with shock on his face.

Such a powerful attack just now was less than 70% of the power, so how terrifying would it be for him to attack with all his strength?

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, Mo Wushang shot towards Chu Yun's figure. His fist was wrapped with strong energy and came straight towards Chu Yun's face!

Suddenly, Chu Yun heard the roar of a lion.

"It turned out to be Mo Wushang's famous stunt, the roar of a wild lion!" Huangfu Sheng exclaimed and looked at Chu Yun in disbelief.

Being able to let Mo Wushang use his famous stunt shows that Chu Yun's strength is stronger than he expected.

Chu Yun did not dare to be careless. A flash of light flashed in his hand, and the King of Chu Sword appeared in his hand. He held the sword tightly with an imposing aura.

"Kill the sky!"

In an instant, hundreds of light points gathered together, with a terrifying killing intent, and then flew towards Mo Wushang.

The moves collided together, loud noises reverberated, and the ground shook continuously.

The people around him were blown far away by the vibrating energy and fell to the ground.

Chu Yun and Mo Wushang also took several steps back at the same time.

Mo Wushang's face was full of gloom, and he was shocked by Chu Yun once again.

Chu Yun began to sweat lightly on his forehead. This was the first time he used the eighth move of Lingxu Sword Technique.

In Lingxu Sword Technique, the consumption of the eighth move is extremely huge. The blow just now has used up 80% of his true energy.

He gasped for breath, then took out two pills and drank them.

Seeing this scene, Mo Wushang concluded that it was impossible for Chu Yun to use such a move again.

He said coldly: "I want to see how long you can last!"

After saying that, he merged his palms together, and the zhenqi in his body surged crazily. Then, the zhenqi turned into a red zhenqi sword and stood in the sky above him.

"cut!"

With a cold shout, the broadsword slashed towards Chu Yun instantly!

Chu Yun's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly blocked the attack with his sword.

boom!

There was a loud noise, deafening!

At this moment, Chu Yun only felt that his arm was numb, as if the bones in his arm were about to break.

The corner of Mo Wushang's mouth raised, and under his control, the zhenqi sword flew up and slashed at Chu Yun again.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen blows had been made. Chu Yun was forced to retreat, and finally half-knelt down under the blows of the broadsword.

Only a click was heard, and Chu Yun's kneecap made a crisp sound.

The severe pain made Chu Yun's face distorted.

"It seems that this is your limit. It seems that you, a little bastard, are no good!" Mo Wushang sneered.

Hearing the little bastard, Chu Yun's eyes were as angry as lightning and he stared at Mo Wushang with gritted teeth.

Why does this man call me a little bastard?

Could it be related to my life experience?

Mo Wushang looked confident of winning, as if he had already seen the scene where he would be rewarded after returning to the ancient Chu family.

Over the years, he has been searching for the whereabouts of that man's descendants.

As long as he can bring Chu Yun back, he can become the elder of the family's inner sect and get inexhaustible cultivation resources.

He exerted force violently, and ten of his power exploded instantly, causing the entire ground to sink, creating a deep pit several meters wide.

Chu Yun spurted out a mouthful of blood. At this moment, he had reached his limit and fell directly to the ground.

Seeing this scene, He Lianxiong's face turned pale and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

The old man Helian in the inner courtyard also looked desperate.

It’s over!

The Helian family is doomed!

But Helian was unwilling to give up his ambition. He stood up hard and shouted to Mo Wushang:

"Senior, I know you are very strong, but if you kill him, you may not be able to afford the price."

"presumptuous!"

At this moment, Chu Lingyun stepped in front of He Lianxiong and kicked him away, vomiting blood on the spot.

He was worried that he had no place to vent his previous frustration, and now it was all on this one foot.

Chu Lingyun stepped on Chu Lingyun's face and said fiercely: "Is this worthy of your words?"

At this time, Mo Wushang said: "Let him say it, but I want to hear it and see what price I can't bear."

After Chu Lingyun let go of his feet, He Lianxiong gritted his teeth and said, "He is the master of the Temple of Heaven, and his master is Chu Batian."

boom--

As soon as he said this, everyone in the audience was shocked.

"What, he is actually the master of the Temple of Heaven, no wonder he is so arrogant."

"No wonder he is such a monster at such a young age. I didn't expect that he was the apprentice of that madman."

"The power of the Heavenly Temple can destroy a country. Chu Batian even destroyed a sect with one person. I wonder what Mo Wushang plans to do?"

However, upon hearing the news, Mo Wushang looked up to the sky and laughed.

As long as Chu Yun can be brought back to the ancient Chu family, he will be protected by the ancient Chu family.

No matter how strong Chu Batian is, it doesn't matter. There are many masters in the ancient family, and their hands and eyes can reach the sky. How can they be afraid of Chu Batian?

Mo Wushang smiled and said: "What's wrong with the Celestial Temple? After all, they are just mortals. How can an ancient family be afraid of a Celestial Temple with thousands of years of foundation?"

"Even if his master is Chu Batian, so what? If he were here, I might be afraid of him, but it's a pity that he is not here."

"It seems that Chu Yun is dead today!" Huangfu Sheng thought to himself, feeling very sorry for the treasures on Chu Yun's body.

The heads of the three major families, the Wang family, the Wu family, and the Xiao family, were feeling uneasy at the moment, not knowing whether to be happy or worried.

Since Chu Yun died, there was no need to apologize, but when they thought of Chu Yun's master, they were afraid that they would be angered.

In the deep pit, Chu Yun pushed hard on the ground and tried to get up, but at this moment his whole body seemed to be falling apart and he couldn't use any strength at all.

"Am I destined to die here today?"

Even the crisis of seizing the body can be resolved, but now he has to die here, and he is not willing to do so!

Thinking of Lin Qingwan's hair turning gray overnight for him, Chu Yun felt extremely regretful.

If I hadn't been too confident and too reckless, I would never have ended up like this.

At this time, Mo Wushang looked at Chu Yun and sneered: "Don't worry, I won't kill you, I will use you to collect the reward!"

Just when he was about to take Chu Yun away, a gust of wind suddenly blew over the Helian family, and countless petals suddenly fell from the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful shadow fell from the sky.

The woman was wearing a purple dress, with a delicate face, flaming red lips, and a red diamond-shaped mark on her forehead. She looked like a fairy descending to earth.

The moment they saw this woman, all the men present were stunned.

"Such a strong aura, I'm afraid this person's strength is even higher than Mo Wushang's." Cold sweat broke out on Huangfu Sheng's forehead.

He found that he couldn't see through this woman's strength at all.

"Qin Yuenan? Why is she here?" After Mo Wushang recognized the person, his face instantly turned pale.

Because this person is none other than the Pavilion Master of Baihua Pavilion—Qin Yuenan.

There are many large and small sects in this world, but there are only a few truly powerful sects.

Baihua Pavilion is one of the top sects, only inferior to the ancient family master, and Qin Yuenan's strength is unfathomable.

Chu Yun raised his head with difficulty and looked at this beautiful woman. For some reason, he always felt that this person was very kind.

After Qin Yuenan fell, she felt a pain in her heart when she saw Chu Yun who was covered in injuries.

"Yun'er!"

Qin Yuenan shouted and appeared next to Chu Yun. She never thought that when she saw Chu Yun again, it would be like this.

Her eyes turned cold, a surge of anger instantly surged from the bottom of her heart, and an aura of terror instantly enveloped the entire place.
Chapter completed!