Listening to the approaching footsteps, Chu Xiaohui's ears suddenly stood up. Several cold rays of light flashed through his eyes, and the ghostly figure swept to the right side of the dungeon door without leaving a trace, thinking to himself.
"Why are you walking so fast? Anyway, it's impossible for Chu Xiaohui to return. Besides, even if he sneaks into the teacher's gate secretly, we may not catch him. Maybe he has already come back, but when we see him
After Yuan Bing was no longer here, he left quietly."
A Blackwater Palace disciple saw the dungeon door three or four meters away and was walking slowly. Suddenly, a figure appeared beside him. The other person actually smiled at him, which really frightened him, and he said with some dissatisfaction.
"You don't have to say it, but Senior Brother Lin is still unwilling to accept it, and we have something to talk about. Thinking about it, it was really a pity. Yuan Bing has such a good figure,,,tsk tsk."
This guy is obviously not a good guy, he said with a lewd smile with a slightly lustful look in his eyes.
"Damn it, what are you two talking about? Hurry up, you two wretched perverts." Lin Yongdong, who was a few meters away, said slightly angrily when he saw that they were still brooding about what happened after so long.
You must know that if the elders had not specifically explained it, Yuan Bing's body would have been touched by him long ago. Now that they mentioned it, there was a ray of depressed anger burning in his chest.
"Tch, I didn't learn this from you."
The two of them shot back in unison, and suddenly saw the black lines covering the other's forehead. Their hearts froze, and they immediately rushed into the dungeon without stopping at all.
"Well,,,"
Suddenly, a figure sprang out from beside them at great speed, and they felt a purple light in front of their eyes. Suddenly, a heart-breaking pain came from their throats. Although they wanted to shout loudly, they could not make a loud sound at all.
A sword sealed their throats. In this short moment, the Lei Yu Sword in Chu Xiaohui's hand left a deep scar on their throats, and blood continued to emerge from it.
"Yes,,,Chu Xiaohui."
With lightning speed, Chu Xiaohui pierced the abdomens of several Blackwater Palace disciples who were lying on the ground. Immediately, the sword souls in their bodies were shattered and they lost their lives completely.
At this time, a person who reacted quickly, his soul merged with the sword soul without missing a beat, emerged from the body that was rapidly losing vitality, and said inexplicably with a look of horror on his face.
"What's the noise about?"
With a soft drink, Chu Xiaohui immediately chopped the opponent into pieces. In just a few breaths, all the followers Lin Yongdong brought were killed by Chu Xiaohui's Lei Yu Sword.
"Chu Xiaohui,,,it's really you."
Lin Yongdong's face changed slightly, and at the same time, an indescribable look of joy came onto his handsome face. He was not angry at all for the several junior brothers who had been killed. The only thing in his mind now was
The idea was to capture Chu Xiaohui alive and claim credit from the elders.
Through this, even if the elders don't give him any rewards, Lin Yongdong's status in the master's sect will definitely rise a lot. When the time comes, those who once looked down upon him will come to flatter him again.
"call out,,"
Just when he was stunned, he suddenly felt a gust of wind passing by at very high speed. In an instant, he had reached the end of the passage. "Damn it, Chu Xiaohui, you still want to run." How could you let the duck you got hold of go?
The way it flies, with an angry curse, Lin Yongdong immediately flew towards the fleeting figure without sparing any effort.
"Things that don't know whether to live or die."
The moment Chu Xiaohui left the palace, he was obviously stagnant. He looked back at Lin Yongdong who was chasing after him, snorted coldly, and teleported away in an instant.
"Damn, if you run away again, I won't have to mess around." In his haste, Lin Yongdong didn't realize that Chu Xiaohui's cultivation level was no longer comparable to what it was before. Seeing Chu Xiaohui's seemingly provocative behavior just now,
He was even more furious.
"So slow?"
Chu Xiaohui teleported several times in succession, and then quickly flew through the air. After about a moment, he slowed down and looked back. Lin Yongdong was nowhere to be seen.
Chu Xiaohui was not worried that the other party would chase him away, because just now he had been careful to keep the distance between the two of them. With his current cultivation level, if he used it with all his strength, his speed would be absolutely astonishing. Most masters of the seventh-level Sword Emperor would
Not his opponent.
If Lin Yongdong really chased him away, then Chu Xiaohui would be speechless. That kind of situation seems to only happen to fools. You must know that he did not change his flight path just now, it was almost a straight line.
"Chu Xiaohui,,,I,,fuck,,your mother, why are you running so fast? Are you rushing to reincarnate?" The next moment, Lin Yongdong's embarrassed figure appeared in his sight, and he finally rushed
When he went to Chu Xiaohui, Lin Yongdong, who was filled with anger, immediately started to curse.
"Just scold me, you will be able to bear it later."
Hearing this, Chu Xiaohui's eyes suddenly became a bit colder, and a cold and terrifying murderous intention kept emerging from his body. He thought to himself, and then turned around and plundered wildly for a while.
"Damn, run away again."
Seeing this, Lin Yongdong's face suddenly turned livid again. Furious in his heart, he even swung his sword towards Chu Xiaohui's swift figure. In an instant, there was a frightening sword light that slashed straight at Chu Xiaohui.
Xiang Chu Xiaohui.
Sensing the movement behind him, Chu Xiaohui's figure changed slightly and skillfully avoided the sword light. He looked back at Lin Yongdong and said contemptuously: "Lin Yongdong, this is all you have?"
"Ah,,,Chu Xiaohui, you are so crazy."
Lin Yongdong's face was stunned for a while. This was the first time that he encountered a person with low cultivation level who was so dismissive of him, a seventh-level sword emperor. The veins on his forehead suddenly jumped again. In anger, he raised his head to the sky and let out bursts of anger.
A roar of great rage.
"boom,,,"
Suddenly, without any warning, several streaks of purple lightning struck down from the sky. In an instant, they struck Lin Yongdong, who was extremely angry, to his head. "Ouch," Lin Yongdong suddenly trembled all over his body, and he was speechless.
A chill began to spread throughout his body, giving him an inexplicable sense of faint fear.
"How does it feel to be struck by lightning? If you pretend to be cool, you will be struck by lightning. With your strength, you dare to pretend to be cool in front of Chu. Aren't you afraid of being embarrassed and conspicuous?" There was a cold smile hanging on the corner of Chu Xiaohui's mouth.
Yes, he said coldly.
"Why are you so powerful? It's impossible. How did you reach the third level of Sword Emperor?" After being struck by lightning, Lin Yongdong's heated head suddenly sobered up a lot, and he felt the purple lightning that had just hit him.
The terrifying power contained in it made me feel frightened in my heart. I couldn't help but look at the opponent's cultivation level, my mind was shaken, and I lost my voice.
"Why are you surprised? It's not unacceptable to upgrade two levels in two years. For you, it will take decades." Chu Xiaohui seemed to be holding a cat-catching mouse.
With a game mentality, if it weren't for the beast in front of him, Yuan Bing would have been rescued by him that year, and he would not have fallen into the hands of Lan Zong, and his left arm would not have been disabled because of it. Therefore, the hatred in Chu Xiaohui's heart towards Lin Yongdong
It can be said to be the ultimate.
"Damn,,,Chu Xiaohui, what do you mean? Don't use such language to insult my IQ. It only took me seventeen years." Lin Yongdong's face suddenly changed and his voice was hoarse.
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To advance from the first-level Sword Emperor to the third-level Sword Emperor, it would take an ordinary person at least dozens of years. Even a person with great talent would take more than ten years. Lin Yongdong is very talented, but compared with Chu Xiaohui
In comparison, he seemed to pale in comparison, which gave him a feeling of inferiority. In the past, he had always looked down on others from a high position. It was the first time that he felt so aggrieved that he couldn't explain it today.
"Haha,, you dare to show off after seventeen years, don't you think you are mentally retarded? In seventeen years, Chu seems to be able to reach the seventh-level sword emperor realm." Chu Xiaohui said in a very mocking tone.
, the harm Lin Yongdong brought to him was not only a wound on his body that could not be healed for the time being, but also a serious injury on his mind. Today, Chu Xiaohui naturally wanted to vent all the hatred and anger accumulated in the past two years to
other side.
"I will fight with you today to transform into a soul,,,"
With a roar, Lin Yongdong's limbs turned into extremely thick tree roots first. Suddenly, they extended outward for tens of meters, and his tall body turned into a huge tree trunk more than ten feet high.
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Suddenly, every part of his body turned into a small part of the towering tree. The roots spreading from his body were purple, and in this short period of time, extremely lush branches and leaves grew.
, its leaves are thin and pointed, and the sharp top is like a sharp spear head, and a layer of faint purple light surrounds it, giving people a rather illusory feeling.
Under the huge tree trunk are countless huge tree roots. These tree roots rustle in the wind, waving a dazzling purple light, and the cold breath spreads like wildfire.
"Illusion Heart Tree, Soul Transformation,,, it's really a dog jumping over the wall in a hurry, but your dog's jumping ability is not strong. If you want to jump over my city wall, don't even think about it." Seeing this, Chu Xiaohui's mind suddenly thought.
Scenes of his battle with Meng Wei began to flash before his eyes, and a somewhat cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Chu Xiaohui, even if I die today, I will use you as my backer."
A stern face suddenly appeared in the center of the huge torso of the Fantasy Heart Tree. He was Lin Yongdong. At this time, he had already used Soul Transformation and suddenly felt that his strength had increased significantly. Of course, his waist was
He straightened up a little, and the fear in his heart towards Chu Xiaohui weakened a little, and he immediately said coldly.
If it weren't for Chu Xiaohui's powerful strength, Lin Yongdong would really not have been able to use Soul Transformation so early. Once he used Soul Transformation, the damage he would suffer would definitely be incalculable, especially for someone like him who has already...
The impact on cultivators who are at the bottleneck of the seventh-level Sword Emperor realm is even more profound.
"With you, even if you don't use Soul Transformation, Chu can still pull out your branches one by one." A slight sneer appeared on Chu Xiaohui's handsome face. Not to mention him, he was the one who chased him in the first place.
Jian Yuyan, who had almost nowhere to escape, could not threaten him. Of course, the prerequisite was that the opponent's cultivation level was still at the level of the seventh-level Sword Emperor.
"Ah,,,so arrogant."
In the past two years in the Blackwater Palace, Lin Yongdong, who had not been taken seriously, had already suppressed a ball of anger in his stomach. Now he was being ridiculed by the other party one after another. The anger accumulated in his chest was even more powerful.
With an angry roar, those thick tree roots flying in the air, like streaks of purple light, instantly hit Chu Xiaohui, who was suspended a hundred meters away.
"Without shadow, without wind, without trace,"
Chu Xiaohui's eyes shrank slightly, with a look of shock in his eyes. He was not intimidated by the opponent's stormy offensive. His tall body suddenly drifted a few meters to the left, and then took a few steps forward. Suddenly,
, then turned sideways and swept a few meters parallel to the left,,,
A series of incredible dance steps were displayed vividly on Chu Xiaohui's body in an instant. Lin Yongdong was horrified in his heart, but the offensive in his hands also became more fierce.
"The shadow of a gun covers the sky."
No matter how horrifying the speed of the tree roots controlled by Lin Yongdong was, they were unable to hurt the opponent in the slightest. This made him even more furious. He roared angrily, and the sharp tips of these thick tree roots were like purple spears.
, bursting out numerous dazzling and eye-piercing lights, and then countless thick tree roots were all aimed at Chu Xiaohui, who was dozens of meters away.
In an instant, their sharp tips, like purple spears, shot towards Chu Xiaohui, turning into streaks of purple light in the air, but the light they shone was extremely sharp.