Spirit Sword Sovereign

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Chapter 220

"Master Shaobao, run away!"

The middle-aged man shouted loudly, and a thick roar came out. His body began to grow thick black hair, his body rushed forward, and turned into a tall black bear. The pressure was amazing.

At the same time, Lin Ruhu finally woke up from a state of absent-mindedness. His entire face was so pale that there was no trace of blood. Without a word, he ran wildly towards the distance.

"Can you escape?"

A trace of coldness flashed in Chu Xingyun's eyes, the palm of the sky shot out, and the endless beast fire roared into a stream of fire, locking Lin Ruhu's body.

"Zhangzhen Mountains and Rivers!"

At that moment, the middle-aged man rushed in front of Chu Xingyun, and with a scream of anger, his arms burst into a **** ray of light, crashing down from the top to the bottom, dispersing the fire of all beasts.

Boom!

The fire light completely spread out, like a rain of fire, shot towards the middle-aged man, and as soon as they came into contact with the shady air, the two began to collide frantically, bursting into a muffled sound, endlessly.

"What kind of flame is this, so horrible, that even the evil spirit can't suppress it." The astonishment in the middle-aged man's heart couldn't be more complex, his body kept receding, glancing at his hands, and found that the hair above it had been burned, Bare piece.

Just now, if it wasn't for him to pull back in time, I'm afraid that he has been completely shrouded in fire by thousands of beasts and caught in a dilemma.

"This son is still shallow, and it is impossible to control this flame for a long time. As long as I continue to delay the time and behead it, it should not be a problem." The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly and he had a plan in his heart.

But at this time, the middle-aged man seemed to feel the crisis, and his body shook violently.

A chill came suddenly, freezing his body, and then, with a fierce sword light, he approached him in a blink of an eye, and penetrated into his heart under his terrified gaze.

"Do not!"

A terrified voice came out of the middle-aged man's mouth. His eyes were full of incredible colors. It seems that until this moment, it is hard to believe that he will die in the hands of a young man who gathers in the seventh heaven.

Today, they secretly followed Chu Xingyun, and they were waiting for the perfect opportunity, wanting to beheaded without knowing it, and then taking away the powerful sword.

But in the end, it was their group and died in the hands of Chu Xingyun.

The most ridiculous thing was that not long ago, they saw Chu Xingyun suddenly appearing in front of them, overjoyed, and felt that Chu Xingyun was here to die. Everyone was taunting, acting extremely proud and arrogant.

Now, those taunting words are still ringing in my ears.

Every word, every word, is a great irony, which makes the middle-aged man feel extremely uncomfortable, the wailing sounds more and more sad, and finally, in the endless pain, he lost his last vitality and became a cold Corpse.

From Chu Xingyun's release of thousands of beasts of fire to the death of a middle-aged man, only a moment passed.

At this time, Lin Ruhu had not gone far.

He heard the mournful cry of a middle-aged man, his eyes were split, his pupils were stained with blood red, and he roared up in the sky: "Beast, you killed me three times and five times. ! "

The sound is mixed with spiritual power, echoing in the space very clearly, waking the sleeping warrior.

"Who is so bold, actually dare to shoot at Huhutang?"

"This sound seems to come from Lin Ruhu, what the **** is going on?"

The crowd ran towards the source of the sound, and when it was about to arrive, there was no sign. There was a figure in the woods in front of it, which was falling fast.

Puff!

The figure fell to the ground, startled a burst of smoke.

When seeing the face of this figure, everyone present felt a roar in his mind and his heart stopped beating.

This man is actually Lin Ruhu!

All of a sudden, a deep chill spread deep inside the crowd.

Not long ago, they heard Lin Ruhu's voice, with a terrible tone and endless cold killing intentions.

Now, Lin Ruhu is dead, and he is dying in front of everyone.

This is too fast, so suddenly, so that the crowd did not have a little psychological preparation, wiped their eyes one by one, felt that they had hallucinations, and could not believe it.

call out!

A thin figure cut out from the woods.

The figure's face is as handsome as a demon, and the sword is stained with a few traces of blood, not deep, but under the reflection of the moonlight, it shows a bit of killing.

The fuchsia beast fire circled around Chu Xingyun's body, and the cold eyes slowly glanced over, and a gentle smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth, but it shocked the crowd's mind.

When the crowd recovered from the shock, there was no Chu Xingyun in sight.

But on the ground, Lin Ruhu's body was still there, and Yin Hong blood was flowing, as if telling the real scene just now.

The rumbling sound rang, and the ground began to tremble violently. The crowd turned back and found that in the far distance, there was a blaze of fire, running at a very fast speed.

Soon after, a line of frantic figures appeared. There were more than sixty people, all of whom were riding fierce spirit beasts. The momentum was overbearing, which made the weak martial arts directly paralyzed and difficult to stand.

"It's the Split Tiger Hall!"

The crowd immediately turned away and looked forward. The headed person was a middle-aged man in black leather armor. His eyes were dull and his entire face was somber.

Especially those eyes, actually showing the blood-thirsty scarlet color, irritating.

This person is the well-known host of Split Tiger Hall, Lin Sheng.

The master of Split Tiger Hall surrounded the whole area. Lin Sheng glanced at Lin Ruhu ’s body. Immediately, his eyes swept across the crowd and said coldly: "Whose hands?"

There was a little trembling in this voice!

Anyone can clearly feel that Lin Sheng is already on the verge of an outbreak. The bloodthirsty meaning of the killing is simply more terrifying than the crazy beast.

"It was a young man dressed in black. He killed Lord Lin Shaobao in front of all of us and walked away."

Among the crowd, many people could not bear the horrible coercion, and immediately answered aloud, and elaborated on Chu Xingyun's appearance, body shape, beast fire and slashing sword.

They knew that Lin Ruhu was Lin Sheng's only son.

But at this moment, Lin Ruhu was dead. For Lin Sheng, it was like a dead sword. It was like a sword that cut off the incense of the Lin family and cut off the front road of Split Tiger Hall.

"Master Qi Yun, we followed the trail of the thief and followed Luoxia Valley all the way. If there were no accidents, the two should have entered the Luoxia Valley." Lin Shenghui reported.

"Luoxia Valley?"

Lin Sheng clenched his fists tightly, his feet suddenly exerted force, and swept to the crown of a towering ancient tree.

I saw him sullen Linghai, suddenly burst out a very thick roar, said: "Cracking Tiger Hall orders, all members immediately entered the Luoxia Valley, but anyone who meets the block, kill no amnesty!"