"Young Master, Shui Chongde is not weak, and his cultivation has reached the third level of spiritual gathering. Will you take a little risk when fighting with him?" Chu Hu said with some concern.

Yan Du on the side also nodded repeatedly. He knew that Chu Xingyun had many trump cards, but the other party was in the spirit gathering realm after all, and his cultivation was much higher than Chu Xingyun, so it was difficult to have the power to fight.

"Don't worry, I have my own sense of responsibility." Chu Xingyun looked at Shui Chongde again and said, "How, do you dare to take it?"

Shui Chongde smiled and said, "I thought you were a little capable, but now it seems that you are just an arrogant and stupid person. I, Shui Chongde, take it and detoxify immediately!"

"Okay!" Chu Xingyun threw out a Qingxin Pill and said in a low voice: "After detoxification, I will give you half an hour to rest. When your condition adjusts to the peak, we will fight again."

When Shui Chongde heard this, he immediately felt that he was underestimated. Although he was unhappy, he was more contempt for Chu Xingyun. Not only did he detoxify, he also gave half an hour to recuperate and recuperate.

This is the first time he saw such a stupid guy, which is ridiculous.

Chu Hu and Yan Du also heard Chu Xingyun's words and felt even more inappropriate. They looked at each other and quickly walked forward silently. Once Chu Xingyun was in danger, they could rescue him immediately.

In an instant, the atmosphere of the entire black prison immediately became strange, and everyone's faces changed, except Chu Xingyun, standing quietly, with the old god present, acting calmly.

Half an hour passed, Shui Chongde opened his eyes, and a thick blue light surged out of his body.

"bring it on!"

Shui Chongde shouted angrily and rushed towards Chu Xingyun immediately. He flipped his palm and held a long sword that emitted a scorching breath. In an instant, the entire black prison was illuminated by the fire light, extremely hot.

Yan Du, who was watching the battle not far away, raised his heart to his throat and said in horror: "This Shui Chongde actually has a long sword of treasure level hidden. Master, it is impossible to defeat!"

In his opinion, Shui Chongde itself is the third level of spiritual gathering cultivation, and can easily kill Chu Xingyun. Now there is a long sword at the treasure level, so Chu Xingyun cannot have any chance at all.

"It's just a low-level treasure, what's worth fussing about?" Chu Xingyun retreated instead of advancing, and his body immediately became empty, like a ghost storming the sky, and came to Shui Chongde in an instant: "Just relying on your swordsmanship, I want to kill me, a foolish dream!"

Chu Xingyun's eyes were concentrated, as if he had seen through Shui Chongde's movements at first sight. His right arm stretched out, wrapping towards Shui Chongde's arm like a boneless soft snake.

Shui Chongde was holding a low-level treasure. He was already full of confidence, but suddenly he felt his arms tremble. He felt a strange force coming, which made him unable to hold the sword in his hand tightly.

"Silk wrapping hands!" Chu Xingyun shouted softly, his arm suddenly exerted force, and the power was like a whirlpool, making Shui Chongde unable to defend against it, his whole body stagnated and his palm was loosened, and the sword immediately flew away.

"Damn it!" Shui Chongde was shocked and hurriedly reached out to take back the sword.

However, Chu Xingyun had already taken action and rushed forward like lightning, grabbed the sword in his hand, turned his head to look at Shui Chongde, who was dull and smiled lightly, "Even the sword can't be grasped steadily, have you not had enough rest?"

"Beast, don't be too proud too early!"

Shui Chongde's face was gloomy. He was actually ridiculed by a young man in the body tempering realm. He suddenly became furious and rushed forward with great strides, punching Chu Xingyun hard.

Although the sword was taken away, Shui Chongde was a master of the third level of spirit gathering. With one punch, the hot air spread, which increased the temperature of the entire Black Prison a lot. The crowd around felt unbearable and sweat oozed out of his forehead.

Chu Xingyun glanced at him with disdain, raised the hot sword in his hand high, and slashed it down casually!

call!

The hot fire around dissipated, and disappeared without a trace. A dazzling sword light burst out. The moment he approached Shui Chongde, a rolling flame suddenly burst out, oppressing the past wildly.

A boom!

Shui Chongde's fist was cut off by a sword, his eyes were filled with shock, and he said in a lost voice: "How could you activate the Fire Sword so easily? And, where did you learn this flame sword energy?"

"If you have such a shallow sword energy, do you need to learn?" Chu Xingyun sneered, the long sword swept across, and the rolling flames bloomed again. In terms of power, it was even better than Shui Chongde.

Shui Chongde's face looked extremely ugly. His inner shock was greater than that of the sword energy. Chu Xingyun's cultivation was growing so fast and his strength was extremely terrifying. The sword skills he had just shown were probably above him.

"It seems that all of us underestimated Chu Xingyun. His cultivation level was definitely not obtained by taking pills."

His heart trembled wildly, and he immediately put away his contempt. Even deep in his heart, there was a trace of murderous intent, trying to kill Chu Xingyun in the cradle.

"What? Don't you do it?" Seeing that Shui Chongde was not taking action for a long time, Chu Xingyun laughed and said, "Since that's the case, I'm not polite!"

After the words came, Chu Xingyun took out the sword of the Killing Kong. The sharp aura raged, and the surrounding air was immediately torn apart.

"It forms its own sword force, this sword is a magic weapon!" Shui Chongde was shocked again and said tremblingly: "How is it possible? How can you own a magic weapon?"

"Even a stupid person like you can have treasures, why can't I have magic weapons?" Chu Xingyun continued to sneer, but his body did not stop, running towards Shui Chongxian like a strong wind.

He held the sword in both hands, and an endless aura faintly rose from his body.

In the left hand, the fire sword suddenly burst out with rolling flames, and it was very violent.

With the right hand, the sword of the Killing Kong was as sharp as gold. The faint wind blade condensed into shape, which was the Wind Blade of the Killing Kong.

The two completely different sword auras, one on the left and the other on the right, were both amazingly powerful, but did not conflict with each other. Instead, they were at a wonderful balance point, blending into one, with a shocking momentum and shocking the entire black prison.

"So even if you have two sword weapons, the gap between you and me is impossible..." Shui Chongde looked ahead tightly. Before he finished speaking, he felt a chill coming from his arms the next moment.

Hissing!

His arms were cut off directly by the sword energy. The severe pain came like a tide, making him grin in pain, and cold sweat broke out all over his body, falling from mid-air, and hitting heavily on the ground.

"Win... win?" Yan Du's eyes widened, as if he could not accept the scene in front of him.
Chapter completed!