A red light suddenly appeared.

Chu Yun's sword was like a lightning, or a dragon possessed it, slashing down with a bang!

The old monk lifted up the broken blade.

In his eyes, there was also a strong murderous intent flash.

He lost his patience.

He was forced to lift his head by Chu Yun with one knife after another!

He was very frustrated and angry.

He has never been so humiliated since his debut.

With his supreme strength, no matter how powerful the opponent is, he should have back and forth.

Instead of being unilaterally controlled by Chu Yun at this moment, he would slap the situation whenever he said he would slap the situation, and would slap the face when he said he would slap the situation!

His martial arts heart was shaken.

Rationality also collapsed step by step.

The eminent monk, Master Ku, wants to have a life with Chu Yun!

The hand hidden in the monk's robe, clench the fist, release it, and clench the fist again. The murderous intention is hidden!

The knife in his hand also holds the palm of his hand tightly.

His tiger's mouth has been torn apart.

Every finger seemed to have been hit by a hammer, and it felt unbearable.

But at this moment, it has reached the most critical moment of this duel.

Stepping over, he slaughtered this arrogant and presumptuous young man with his own hands!

Buzz!

The sword of the deceased sword was raised high, and Master Ku Pu let out a muffled groan that was not in line with his status.

He condensed his energy and his mind, his eyes were like lightning.

As Chu Yun was about to welcome the sword, the hand in the monk's robe seemed to turn into a poisonous giant python.

Open the robe and open your mouth!

"You are not calm, and even the hand holding the knife is not stable."

Chu Yun had no expression on his face.

The hanging left hand overlapped with the right hand holding the knife with a snap.

In an instant, Chu Yun, a knife that had some flaws and flaws in the eyes of Master Ku Bodhisattva, was perfect at this moment! It was impeccable!

Buzz!

The hand rises, the knife falls.

He slashed at Master Ku Bodhisattva cleanly and neatly!

There was a loud bang.

The knife in the hand of Ku Bodhisattva was chopped into pieces!

A long bloody mouth was slashed out on his chest.

Blood flows like a pillar.

But his fist that was out of his robe failed to shatter Chu Yun's heart as expected.

It was suspended in the air that was five centimeters away from Chu Yun's heart.

His face was stunned and his eyes were dull.

He looked down at his chest, which was bleeding constantly.

The heart is filled with unwillingness and despair.

After several battles, he didn't think Chu Yun was stronger than him.

But from beginning to end, he was suppressed by Chu Yun, so he couldn't raise his head and had difficulty breathing.

What's more, just a few days ago, he had a fierce battle with Duan Wuye, a famous man in the capital.

Even if his recovery ability is strong, he will at most have 70% to 80% combat power.

But why, Chu Yun can show such terrifying strength at this moment?

If he was so powerful, Duan Wu should have been killed by him!

The old monk was in a mess, and the severe pain in his chest made him gradually awake.

This knife hurts the internal organs and cuts off several ribs.

He didn't move at all, and didn't dare to move.

It seems that when it moves, the internal organs will break out of the mouth and scatter all over the ground.

Bang!

Chu Yun raised his hand and slapped him again.

He thrust hard on the old monk's face.

But the Bodhisattva Ku cannot move.

The knife edge on the chest seemed to have been enlarged by this knife, and the blood flowed faster.

"Why do you say these words of fighting and killing in front of my wife?"

Chu Yun had a expressionless face and a cold tone.

Bang!

Another slap.

Bang!

Still a slap.

He seemed to hate Master Ku Bodhisattva.

I couldn't stop slapping my hands.

I slapped about a dozen times.

Master Ku Bodhisattva's face was swollen and bloody.

Even the eyes will be closed forever.

"You shouldn't scare her."

Start by hand.

The blade appears.

The knife fell.

Bloody throat sealed.

Ku Bodhisattva, the best master in Jinling City, fell in despair to the authentic Buddhist land.

He resisted and struggled.

But from beginning to end, he failed to take any advantage in front of Chu Yun.

He came from confidence, like a god descending to earth.

But he left in despair and fell into hell.

Crack.

Chu Yun, full of murderous aura, pushed open the door.

There was no one outside the door.

But in the dark, there were more than a dozen shadows guarding them. They blocked all those who were approaching the restaurant.

The power of justice seems to be controlled by some evil, and he refused to appear for a long time.

"tonight."

Chu Yun walked out of the restaurant tiredly.

Under his thin lips, he spit out a biting cold words.

"I want to dye Qinhuai night red."

Stop.

Chu Yun's eyes were cold and his body was full of resentment: "Start from this Buddhist temple."

"yes!"
To be continued...