In the hall, the atmosphere was extremely depressed.

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

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

Wasn't he injured?

And the injury should be quite serious.

Why did such a terrifying energy suddenly explode and kill the little monk almost crushedly?

This is almost everyone's understanding.

Especially the ascetic monk who knew his little disciple very well. He frowned slightly and looked at Chu Yun with confusion.

"Are you iron-clad?"

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

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

The ascetic shook his head: "Even if you are made of iron, I will beat you into scrap iron."

He just stood at the door of Ye Mansion like this.

His eyes fell on Professor Ye’s beautiful face: “Then take her away.”

He was angering Chu Yun.

In the simplest and most rude way.

Tonight, Professor Ye is Chu Yun’s biggest reverse scale.

The ascetics knew this very well.

But why did he anger Chu Yun?

Because he hopes Chu Yun can stimulate all his potential to welcome his crush!

He hasn't taken action for many years!

In the eyes of many people, the ascetic monk is a legendary powerful man with almost no solution!

He had the intention to kill Chu Yun tonight.

But he never thought of taking action himself!

Since the little apprentice was not fighting, Chu Yun challenged him very recklessly.

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

“Too much talk.”

A buzzing sound!

Chu Yun drew his sword!

A cold light suddenly appeared and a red light suddenly rose!

He never stings when it comes to using a knife.

Every time Chu Yun fights, he does not make friends or exchanges.

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

He drew his sword just to kill people!

The blade was sharp and enveloped Ye Mansion in a murderous atmosphere.

Old Ye frowned slightly and murmured: "This kid - he wants to fight Jiuying to the death."

"But he was seriously injured." Professor Ye's beautiful eyes were hazy and he bit his red lips tightly.

"I said it. No one could persuade him." Old Ye exhaled a breath of turbid air. "The duel of the strong is related to the honor of life and death. Life and death are just the result, and no one cares."

"The only thing they care about is the winner."

Professor Ye is in a mess.

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

Professor Ye was confused and pale in his face even though he knew Chu Yun was injured.

"I don't care whether Chu Yun can beat him or not." Professor Ye took out his cell phone and said coldly. "Tonight, I will tear this old thing to pieces!"

Doudou.

The phone was connected soon.

"Little sister, what's wrong?" Ye Xuanjun's cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Run back to Ye Mansion immediately. Bring your troops with you. Take as many soldiers as you can." Professor Ye made a decisive move. "If you can't come back, I don't have you, brother!"

"clear."

Click.

Ye Xuanjun hung up the phone directly and led his troops home.

Old Ye looked at his granddaughter calmly, without objection.

Chu Yun fought for Professor Ye and Ye Mansion. No matter how extreme the granddaughter acted, it was within the acceptable range.

"I don't know why." Old Ye slowly picked up the teacup and took a sip.

His internal organs were overturned and his breath was extremely disordered. But his expression was particularly firm: "I don't think Chu Yun will lose."

He looked at Chu Yun and the others not far away.

At this moment, these two powerful men were calm and showed their sharpness.

One is the Pearl War God who suddenly emerged. When he met the god of killing, no one could stop him from killing him.

A legendary demon monk with a reputation. Even a business tycoon of the level of Old Ye is very respectful of him and dare not offend him easily.

Their battle will surely be shocking!

Clam!

Chu Yun drew his sword and took a step forward with his right foot. There was a loud bang. The blade was wrapped in the momentum of thunder, and it was unstoppable!

"The sword is very fast. It is like a god descending to earth. You are the best in the younger generation."

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

Just finished speaking.

The ascetic monk turned his head to avoid Chu Yun's powerful and powerful sword.

His right hand suddenly poked out in the robe.

Bang!

A punch hit Chu Yun’s chest, making a dull sound.

"retreat."

The fist was filled with great force, and the ascetic monk punched it out. A word was spit out coldly from his thin lips.

In an instant, Chu Yun's whole body felt like he was raging by the wind. His legs were retreating back without hesitation.

Otherwise, the terrifying power of the ascetic punch will destroy Chu Yun’s internal organs!

Thumb.

Two steps backwards. Chu Yun's feet sank, as if he bites the floor. The momentum of retreat suddenly stopped.

The blade in the hand reappears.

"Come again."

The thin lips spit out the words. Chu Yun drew his sword and walked forward.

This sword is more powerful.

Above the blade, a series of strong winds surrounded it, and it was slashed out with the momentum of destroying and rotting!

The ascetic monk is still waiting for the rabbit.

His eyes narrowed slightly and said indifferently: "I said it. Even if you are made of iron, I can beat you into scrap iron."

Clam!

The ascetic monk took out his sword.

A short ring knife was taken out casually, and it seemed to be effortless to block Chu Yun's thunder knife. It was like a slight effort to make a big difference with a small force.

Whoosh!

Blocking this knife, the ascetic monk suddenly turned the sword in his hand and cut Chu Yun's wrist. He wanted to cut his hand and the knife down together!

This scene made everyone in Ye Mansion frightened.

Even if he doesn't understand martial arts, everyone can see that Chu Yun is no match for the ascetic monk at all!
To be continued...