Qian Wantong, Wu Jiang and others felt cold all over and their hearts were filled with fear!
He shouted, turned around and ran away.
Faced with such a monster, who dares to fight head-on? That is simply something that can only be done by a brainless person... It is really unlucky. The core of the ninth-level spirit beast is about to be obtained, but it is stolen again;
When he was about to get it, a guy appeared out of nowhere, killed fifteen of his people, and escaped... This time, he was about to get it again... but it was a deadly trap!
Run away!
While running away, I wanted to cry in my heart: You said that you are such an unprecedented master, why are you showing weakness by playing with us? Damn, everyone is in high spirits, how about you?
If I had known you were such a master, we would have chased you after eating lard, and we would not have dared to provoke you, the god of death...
"Want to leave?" Chu Yang raised his eyebrows and said with a serious air, "Can you leave?" He took a step forward, and the sword fell down without any order!
With this step, he suddenly crossed the void, covering a distance of fifty feet, and was already in front of Qian Wantong, looking at him coldly.
His eyes were cold, and his sword fell like lightning!
Qian Wantong howled in despair and tried his best to hold up the throne area, using up all his life's energy to block it!
But this sword ignored its territory, ignored its block, and struck down directly. The sword broke, and the body was split into two halves! Before the body hit the ground, there were two more brushing sounds, and the two thrones cracked out of thin air ten feet away.
Split in half! Dripping with blood!
The remaining people were even more distraught and tried their best to escape.
Chu Yang strode forward to catch up, pointed his long sword, and a stream of sword energy flew out from the tip of the sword, piercing Wu Jiang's chest, which was already a hundred feet away, and punched a blood hole the size of a bowl mouth, with the front and back being transparent.
The sword energy penetrated Wu Jiang's chest and blasted a big hole out of the mountain in front of him.
Then Chu Yang turned around in the air, and a streak of sword light was emitted. The nine fleeing thrones on the left were neatly divided into two parts from the waist. The upper body flew up, and the *** was still running desperately.
It went out for another few dozen feet...
All the nearby vegetation, mountains and rocks were neatly cut off! All the trees were destroyed!
The moment the sword light flew out, Chu Yang's body flashed, disappeared from the place out of thin air, and had reached the south; one sword at a time, killing the five fleeing thrones; a long roar, filled with blood and murderous intent.
Soaring into the sky, flying through hundreds of feet of space, like a murderous madman, chasing the remaining seven Dark Demon Thrones in the half-cloud and half-mist!
brush!
A throne man fell on his back in disbelief, and a faint light of blood appeared between his eyebrows. Then there was a bang, and blood rushed out. Then blood spurted out from his forehead to his crotch, and his body slowly separated. It was like a watermelon.
, cut in half from the middle.
Just when the two pieces of his body separated and fell to the ground, Chu Yang was already like a stream of light, passing through the endless wilderness and killing the remaining seven people one by one with his sword.
No mercy, clean and tidy!
"The smell of blood always fascinates me like this." Sword Spirit sighed: "It's a pity that I can't stay outside all the time... In this moment, my soul power has been consumed a lot."
In a flash, he left the place, and in another flash, he was already in front of Meng Chaoran. Then, with a violent tremor, Chu Yang's body fell softly.
He clenched his teeth and fell unconscious.
Meng Chaoran was still in extreme shock at this moment! He never imagined that his apprentice could use such earth-shattering and terrifying methods!
In an instant, he slaughtered all the thirty masters of the black devil in front of him! Killed them all!
I saw swords flying like dragons, heads rolling, and blood splashing everywhere. In an instant, the battle was over!
While he was stunned, he saw Chu Yang flying over. Just as he was about to go up to him and ask what was going on, he saw his good apprentice fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, convulsed and passed out...
When he turned around, he saw that his other disciple Tan Tan was also frothing at the mouth, convulsing and unconscious...
Meng Chaoran was helpless.
"I'm sorry, I'm just a nanny for you two!" Meng Chaoran sighed loudly. First, he collected the loot scattered on the ground; with Master Meng's careful mind, he would never let it go.
Such an opportunity...
Then he stacked the two apprentices together and carried them like sacks. They carried them hummingly for a while. Finally they found a cave and threw the two brothers into it. Then they sat down and wanted to take a breath.
.
Only when I sat down did I realize that...the serious injuries caused by my running at the extreme limit of my vitality had actually healed?!
alright?
Meng Chaoran was really puzzled. How could it get better?
Immediately, he remembered the medicine that Chu Yang had stuffed into his mouth before taking action. Could it be the reason for that medicine? But...how could there be such a magical medicine in the world?
Meng Chaoran felt that he was full of energy, as if he could fight even an imperial master. He couldn't help but be stunned.
The most outrageous thing is... He found that not only was he not injured, but the Yuanli trapped in the eighth level of the throne seemed to have loosened its bottleneck. He tried to use his luck, and suddenly a powerful force surged from his Dantian.
It comes out, fills the meridians, and then pours into the Dantian. After three weeks...
Meng Chaoran was shocked to find that he had broken through the ninth level of the king level so easily! Moreover, the energy still increased unabated, making him feel uncomfortable all over, so he simply continued to exercise his power and absorbed it all into his Dantian...
When he finished the exercise and stood up, Meng Chaoran's expression was very strange, as if he wanted to cry or laugh; sometimes he frowned, sometimes he stared...
He discovered that he had actually made a breakthrough!
First-grade throne! And the current skill is stuck at the peak of the first-grade throne. As long as an opportunity arises, he can break through to the second-grade throne anytime and anywhere!
This is really dizzy!
This used to be my lifelong wish. Now, in such a confusing situation... I have achieved a breakthrough?
Moreover, I shouldn’t have broken through in the first place! Why did I break through?
Meng Chaoran was so shocked by this result that he couldn't breathe for a long time...
Then he remembered: Damn, why did he put Chu Yang and Tan Tan together? Damn, don't bake Chu Yang now...
He hurriedly ran in, separated the two of them, and touched, eh? Chu Yang is okay? Is this great disciple so resistant to heat?
Touching Tan Tan again, Meng Chaoran's eyes suddenly widened: Why is it not burning?
He touched it again, both front and back. Master Meng was dumbfounded.
This series of things can be said to be dizzying. No matter how strong Master Meng's psychological endurance is, he encounters such unexplainable things one after another, and they happen so intensively...
Really helpless.
Meng Chaoran pinched his thigh hard and grinned in pain: It was not a dream! He couldn't help but froze there.
For a long time, until Chu Yang screamed and got up limply, Meng Chaoran was still immersed in these things and couldn't extricate himself.
"Master, are you okay?" Chu Yang stroked his forehead. His head hurt. It seemed like there were thousands of steel needles stabbing his head. He felt a complete sense of weakness all over his body, and every joint felt like it was breaking.
.It is a feeling of weakness that comes from the soul.
The aftereffects of the sword spirit entering the body really gave Chu Yang a strong sense of fear. Even with Chu Yang's tenacity, he didn't want to try this uncomfortable feeling a second time.
The sword spirit in his mind was also in a weak state; it had already penetrated into the formation of Xuanyin Jade and Xuanyang Jade and recovered with all its strength.
Even though he recovered a lot during this period, the consumption this time was really not small.
"Chu Yang..." Meng Chaoran's voice was heavy: "You seem to have too many secrets in your body."
"Yes, Master." Chu Yang chuckled lightly.
"Well, since it's a secret, there's no need to tell me." Meng Chaoran warned: "It's best not to tell anyone and let it rot in your heart."
He sighed and said: "Such a secret is too powerful... If it is leaked, I'm afraid..." There was a deep look of worry on his face, and he looked at his proud disciple solemnly: "The most powerful person in this world
I don’t know how many there are. The so-called thrones and thrones are just passing clouds. A more powerful existence or even an unknown existence may not be impossible... If there is an emergency, then no one can protect you..."
Meng Chaoran looked deeply into Chu Yang's eyes: "Do you understand?"
"Disciple understands!" Chu Yang said seriously.
Although he already knew Meng Chaoran's character, he still felt deeply impressed that Meng Chaoran could resist asking questions after going through so many things today!
As strong as Mr. Wei, he still has to ask.
But Meng Chaoran didn't care whether he was alive or dead! He would rather his disciples kept the secret secret, and would rather not know about it all his life and be bored all his life, in order to keep his disciples safe.
"Master, my disciples never realized before that your concentration is so strong, Master," Chu Yang said sincerely.
"Haha... We are human beings. We all have families, parents, wives and children... You and I, master and apprentice, have the same affection as father and son. Naturally, we can say anything; but if a master meets someone... he cannot keep a secret, and everyone has
I am such an intimate person who cannot keep secrets in front of him, so once the secret enters the ears of the second person, it will no longer be a secret!"
Meng Chaoran said: "So, although you want to tell me, I don't want to listen."
"Yes, Master." Chu Yang said respectfully, and then asked: "Master... there is one thing that I still don't understand."
Meng Chaoran asked: "What's the matter?"
Chu Yang thought for a while and said: "Even though the master's concentration cannot be said to be the best in the world, the disciple has not found anyone who can compare with the master. Ordinarily... the master's cultivation level should be... why...
…”
He paused.
Meng Chaoran laughed and said: "It's very simple...because something happened to me back then, and I was beaten with a pulse-transforming hand because of your master's wife."
"Pulse Transformation Hand?" Chu Yang was shocked, with a sharp gleam in his eyes: "The unique secret skill of the Ye family, the number one master of the Nine Heavens? If it can't be solved within three days, the meridians all over the body will disappear, and from then on it will become