Under the wind and snow, Chu Yun confronted Yao Lao.

The strength of Lao Yao is visible to Chu Yun’s naked eyes.

Compared to Wuming's strength, the feeling that Lao Lao gave him is even more unfathomable.

He knew very well that if he had a hard power alone, he might be able to get along with Yao Lao Sanqi at most. This was still at his peak.

As for now—

Chu Yun has only 10% chance of winning at most.

This is still the premise that he fought for his life.

But Chu Yun’s biggest advantage is never based on the so-called invincible strength. It is the courage to fight and fight.

Even when facing a stronger man who is stronger than him, he never retreats and does not know how to retreat.

Chu Yun doesn't believe in fate. The only thing he believes in is himself.

He didn't think that a stronger person than him would be able to defeat him.

If this is true, then what else can I fight? Is there a word miracle in this world?

Chu Yun carried the blade and slowly walked towards Lao Yao who was still in the wind and snow.

The breath that was filled with him was not intense, or even gentle.

But it brought Chu Yun a great sense of oppression.

The moment his unfathomable eyes glanced at Chu Yun, he felt as if he was electrocuted. An inexplicable burden arose in his heart.

This is the pressure brought to people by the peak powerhouses.

Nearly terrifying oppression!

As a bystander, Lin Youmiao felt the aura suddenly released by the two powerful men on the battlefield. Her heart beat faster and her eyes shone: "Boss Chu. I have a very strong premonition."

"Hmm?" Chu Zhongtang frowned slightly.

When Chu Yun faced General Lu, he did not have much burden.

Even witnessed that confrontation with appreciation.

He had never witnessed Chu Yun's hard power in his own eyes. Although he knew Chu Yun very well, he also asked to know where he was.

But until today, he truly realized Chu Yun's strength.

This kid's strength is indeed very powerful.

It also has a bit of his father's style.

"If Chu Yun can even defeat Lao Yao-" Lin Youmiao said, and felt that this was illogical and too unrigorous. "I mean, if Chu Yun defeated Lao Yao by chance."

"Then this battle is very likely to help him reach the peak."

Lin Youmiao's eyes shining and said, "Enter a brand new field and realm."

When Chu Zhongtang heard this, he did not give any comments.

Because in his opinion, what Lin Youmiao said was basically nonsense.

What is Yao Lao's strength? He has reached the peak of the broken mirror many years ago.

It can even be said that at the peak of the Breaking Mirror, Mr. Yao has reached the limit and has basically no opponent.

If Chu Yun's ability to defeat Yao Lao is defeated by his own hands.

Then it will be natural to break through the peak and enter a brand new field and realm!

But dreams are always beautiful.

But reality is cruel.

Why did Chu Yun defeat the top Yao Lao?

Why can we defeat the top powerhouses of the Gods in such a embarrassed state?

Although he is a subordinate of Lin Youmiao's father, his status in the organization is also quite high due to his strong strength.

Now that he is willing to take action, on the one hand, Lin Youmiao's father ordered it. On the other hand, he is also very curious about this young man named Chu Yun.

In the past two years, he has caused a bloody storm in the martial arts world. Many strong people have paid attention to him. Yao Lao is no exception.

Today, he finally saw Chu Yun's strength.

Very surprised, very surprised.

But also - that's all.

Although Wuming is strong, he has not reached the point where he can take a look at Lao Gao.

Although in realm, they are all just the peak of the broken mirror.

There is a difference between the breaking mirrors.

What about the peaks of the broken mirror?

Chu Yun drew his sword.

The whole body of qi and blood gathered in the chest.

He gathered all his strength on the blade and raised his power.

In the wind and snow, a solemn aura filled the air.

A cold light appeared in Chu Yun's dark eyes, and the murderous intent was awe-inspiring.

During one breath, it was like a mountain torrent broke out, and the power of heaven and earth was above the blade.

Buzz!

Chu Yun took out his sword.

I have learned all my life and I have a slash!

Wherever the blade reaches, it is invincible!

This sword only causes the world to change its color, and even the white snow will be overshadowed!

“A beautiful knife.”

Mr. Yao stood with his hands behind his back.

I admire Chu Yun's sword leisurely and contentedly.

The sword light burned his eyes, as if he was about to blind people's eyes.

Lao Yao's eyes were dull and seemed to not take Chu Yun's sword seriously.

"You can see that you have tried your best." Old Yao's thin lips slightly opened, and a faint aura was lingering in his body.

It is like a layer of air flow surrounding its entire body.

“But it’s not enough.”

Lao Yao shook his head and slowly raised one hand.

He is over 50 years old and has an aura of an elder on his body.

But his hands were still well maintained. At least they were not as calluses as Chu Yun and were covered in scars.

Let him and Chu Yun change hands, perhaps it is more suitable for the age of the two.

The blade, wrapped in wind and thunder, fell down with a bang.

It directly slashed towards Lao Yao's head.

But Lao Yao just raised his hand slightly and slapped Chu Yun at the speed seen by his naked eyes.

Slap Chu Yun's chest.

There was a dull bang.

Before the blade in Chu Yun's hand fell, his body flew backwards like a kite with broken strings and smashed hard into the snow.

Puchi!

Blood squirted wildly.

Chu Yun couldn't even stand firmly. Blood gushed from the corner of his mouth. It was like a faucet with a gate turned on, and he couldn't close it.

This attack seemed to be about to shoot Chu Yun's soul out of his body.

This attack seemed to kill Chu Yun's aura.

It was obviously just a random blow.

But the trauma brought to Chu Yun is unparalleled and unimaginable.

"Um--"

Chu Yun's chest was suffocated.

He supported the ground with both hands, trying to keep his breathing smooth and smooth.
To be continued...