I Confessed My Love At The Age Of Nine And Invited Yue Lianxing To Inherit The Ten Thousand Swords A

Huhu——

The wind and snow filled the night.

The scarlet blood melted the snow on the ground and dyed it into plum blossoms.

A great war has just ended.

Although just now Jiang Feng was at the end of his strength.

But people can always burst out with unexpected power at the last moment.

Although in the battle just now, Jiang Feng did not kill any opponents.

But it still hit everyone including Pang Wen hard.

But Jiang Feng himself is definitely not having a good time now.

He stood in the wind and snow, his face pale, and his heart felt peaceful. It was the unique tranquility before the end.

He is dying.

Whoosh——

Whoosh——

The sound of breathing heavily echoed in the snowy night.

Pang Wen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a step forward with the knife, and said coldly: "Jiang Feng, can you still fight now?"

"Although we are all injured, you are now... haha, even a sixth-grade martial artist can kill you, right?"

Jiang Feng laughed miserably, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

What Pang Wen said was absolutely correct, he had no extra strength.

Pang Wen slowly raised the knife in his hand, pointing the blade at Jiang Feng: "Tonight, you will definitely die."

The cold blade reflects the cold light.

"Hmph! How shameless a group of people bully one person!" Suddenly, a crisp voice came, making everyone in the room stunned.

Pang Wen looked around and said coldly: "Where did this kid come from? Get out!"

"I'm not right here!" Chu Yun sat on the ten-foot-high boulder and looked at the people below with a smile.

The strong wind blew by, and the fox fur cloak fluttered behind him.

An overwhelming aristocratic aura made the boulder under his butt look like a throne.

"Which family are you from?" Pang Wen asked with a slight frown.

His intuition told him that Chu Yun was not simple.

Moreover, this area is also the boundary of Yihua Palace.

If you can walk around the world without making enemies, it's better not to make enemies.

Chu Yun smiled innocently and said, "I'm not from any house, I'm just passing by."

"Hahaha..." Pang Wen couldn't help laughing out loud: "It turns out to be a wild doll!"

"Hahaha..." The men behind Pang Wen also laughed loudly.

It seems that this is a rare pleasure after killing.

Someone scolded: "Get out of here, you have nothing to do here!"

Facing the ridicule of Chu Yun from everyone, Chu Yun remained unmoved at all.

He jumped up and landed smoothly from the big rock.

"Oh?" Pang Wen raised his eyebrows slightly: "You doll, you have something!"

Chu Yun walked towards Pang Wen calmly and said with a sweet smile: "I still have a lot of things!"

"Little brother." Jiang Feng reminded in a low voice: "Go quickly, what happens here has nothing to do with you."

Chu Yun glanced at Jiang Feng lightly and said nothing.

He came to Pang Wen without any scruples and said, "There are many things you have never seen before!"

Although, Chu Yun has now stepped into the ranks of first-class masters.

However, he has no actual combat experience at all, and his control of Wanjian Guizong is not stable yet.

If it were normal times, he would never be the opponent of Pang Wen and others.

So just now, he has been secretly waiting for the opportunity.

Now, Pang Wen and others had just experienced a big battle. Not only were they exhausted, they also suffered heavy losses.

Plus no one would be too wary of a nine-year-old.

Therefore, the ending is already determined.

How could these people be his opponents?

"Oh? What's something I've never seen before?" Pang Wen looked at Chu Yun with interest.

In fact, he was also taking this opportunity to regain some strength so that he could kill Jiang Feng as safely as possible.

"Of course..." Chu Yun slowly raised his head and grabbed Pang Wen's hand: "Of course it is this!"

With a thought in Chu Yun's mind, he immediately activated the power of Ten Thousand Swords Guizong in his body.

A huge whirlpool circulated in his Dantian in an instant.

"Ah!" Pang Wen suddenly screamed in pain. He felt that his power was losing crazily!

In just a moment, his eyes looking at Chu Yun were full of fear!

That innocent smile was very close, but to Pang Wen, it seemed like a nightmare.

He tried hard to pull his hand away, but found that his hand seemed to be stuck.

"Quick! Pull him away!" Pang Wen shouted at the top of his lungs.

Immediately, a man rushed towards Chu Yun.

Chu Yun pointed his sword together and swung it with all his strength, intending to behead him.

However, after all, he is not yet proficient in controlling the sword's power accurately, and his sword's energy is slightly off.

brush!

A flash of sword light cut off the man's left arm forcefully.

Screams filled the sky.

What! ?

Everyone present was stunned!

This, this eight or nine-year-old baby is so amazing? !

"Quick, pull me away!" Pang Wen roared loudly: "This little devil is evil!"

More than a dozen men ran over at the same time, trying to pull Pang Wen away.

"You've come just in time!" Chu Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly. The gathering of more than a dozen people gave him a chance!

With a thought in Chu Yun's mind, he instantly brought Wanjian back to Zongcui to its peak!

call!

A huge whirlwind suddenly appeared next to him, raising snow all over the ground.

The strong attraction made the skin on Pang Wen's face ripple, making him miserable.

"Young hero, spare your life! Young hero, spare your life!" The situation was not good. Pang Wen begged again and again.

The dozen or so people behind him also said: "Young hero, spare your life!"

"I was so ignorant that I bumped into the young hero!"

face?

Life is the most important thing!

Feeling the continuous flow of inner strength and skill into his body, Chu Yun looked at them expressionlessly, without a trace of pity.

The skills of a dozen people and the remaining internal energy turned into a violent flow and were absorbed by his body.

"Young hero... spare your life... young..."

The voice begging for mercy gradually became quieter.

Chu Yun slowly released his hand holding Pang Wen's wrist.

In an instant, more than a dozen people fell to the ground like puppets with their strings cut off, without a breath.

call--

A gust of wind picked up snowflakes and fell on them like a thin layer of burial clothes.

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