Chapter Beheading

Chu Xingyun took a deep breath, and his whole body was filled with a sense of power. The sword of the martial spirit tightly clasped in his palm was even surrounded by a faint purple-red flame, and his aura was violent.

"What method is this that can change a person's temperament?" There are many powerful masters in the stands. At this moment, they were amazed at the changes of Chu Xingyun, and they could not see through what method this method was.

"I really find it hard to understand what you have to say every time you make a move in this battle, or insult me ​​by being stupid or proclaiming my death."

Chu Xingyun looked at Li Yi, his voice calmly as an ancient well, and said, "Have you never thought that when I defeat you with the cultivation level of the third level of the Spirit Gathering Heaven, would it seem like what you just said be ridiculous?"

The words fell abruptly, Chu Xingyun's body moved, and he stepped out, and a strong wind blew across the entire space, causing countless gazes to fall on Chu Xingyun's body.

He stabbed out with a sword, and the spiritual sea suddenly boiled. The power contained in the sixteen small fires of thousands of beasts gathered wildly towards his arms along the meridians, turning into heavy scorching sword lights.

Chu Xingyun's momentum was still rising wildly, becoming more and more hot and violent, as if there was no end.

"You can't scare me with such tricks!" Li Yiqiang breathed a sigh of relief and his body moved. Although he said that, a seed of fear had been planted deep in his heart.

Chu Xingyun's aura became stronger and stronger, and the seed of fear began to sprout, causing Li Yi's aura to fade. The palms that tightly grasped the Han Scale Sword were trembling slightly.

"Slay!" Chu Xingyun raised his wrist, and the body of the spiritual sword was instantly covered by the fire of thousands of beasts.

The wind and thunder sword light contains a trace of hot fire, one thunder, one wind, one fire, and three forces perfectly merge, making the sword's power extremely terrifying, as if it was about to destroy everything.

"Cold Light!" Li Yi also roared repeatedly, and the cold light condensed into a sword and collided with the spirit sword. A terrifying shock force exploded, shocking his body. A drop of red blood slid from the corner of his mouth and dripped onto the ground.

"I was actually injured?" Li Yi looked at the red bloody flowers on the ground, and his facial features became extremely distorted. Although this was just a minor injury, it was a great humiliation for Li Yi to come!

He, the dignified Li family's pride, has both talent and cultivation, and is also a core disciple of Lingxiao Martial Arts Mansion. Facing a useless person like Chu Xingyun, he was actually injured!

"I want you to die without a place to bury!" Li Yi was in a state of rage. The Han Scale Sword was so powerful that the murderous thoughts increased several times in an instant. A series of cold lights and sword shadows were suspended around his body. Each one had the breath of the Han Scale Sword. The latest and fastest update, free of charge

"The martial spirit talent is destroyed by the Juehan Sword!"

Li Yi suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. The moment he waved his palm, cold lights and sword shadows came out and rushed towards Chu Xingyun. The cold air was so strong that it felt like he was in the late winter of the twelfth lunar month.

"Junior Brother Chu, retreat quickly!" Ye Huan was anxious and immediately shouted loudly.

But Chu Xingyun ignored it and swung the spirit sword in his hand again. This time, the spirit sword shattered and turned into a thousand sword lights.

The crowd opened their eyes wide and saw the thousands of sword lights gathering, centered on Chu Xingyun, forming a storm. In the storm, there were sword roars and the sound of wind and thunder, but more of them were the violent beast roars.

A rumbling roar came, and the sword energy storm swept across the martial arts arena. The cold cold sword shadows had no effect at the moment of contact, and they broke into a fog, dissipating without a trace.

When Li Yi saw this scene, his eyes were so shocked that he raised his eyes. The next moment, he felt a terrifying force attacking. Before his body could move, he was shocked and vomited blood and fell on the ring.

The whole space is silent.

Many people reached out to wipe their eyes and looked at them again. After confirming that this was not a dream, they made hissings and finally accepted the result of the battle in front of them.

"Is this Chu Xingyun really a human being? How could he have such terrifying strength?" The crowd was shocked. It was so cunning. Chu Xingyun, who was in the third level of the spiritual gathering, jumped five levels in a row and defeated Li Yi in one fell swoop, making him vomit three liters of blood.

More importantly, Chu Xingyun's Wu Ling was far inferior to Li Yi. His battle could be said to have subverted everyone's common sense and slapped them hard in the face.

"Li Yi, how do you feel now?" Chu Xingyun's aura was still violent, but his tone became very calm. The gaze of Gu Jing Wubo was like an invisible sword, which penetrated Li Yi's heart deeply.

Li Yi gritted his teeth tightly. As soon as he spoke, he recalled the arrogant words he had just said. Every sentence was so clear and still in his ears, making him feel deeply ashamed and unbearable.

"He has become stronger again, and it is so powerful." Shui Qianyue stared at Chu Xingyun's unrestrained figure blankly, and there was a strong sense of powerlessness in her heart.

Gu Qingsong and Xiao Ting were also stunned and looked at Chu Xingyun as if he was distracted. Until now, they were a little unbelievable that Chu Xingyun actually defeated Li Yi and had a great victory.

Although Xue Qingwu was very confident in Chu Xingyun, she took a breath when she saw the scene in front of her. She came to her senses and saw Chu Xingyun walking towards Li Yi step by step, and still holding the Blood-Stained Spirit Sword in her hand.

"Chu Xingyun, what do you mean?" Xiao Ting also noticed this scene and shouted loudly, which made everyone stunned. Li Yi was completely defeated and lost his combat ability. What else does Chu Xingyun have to do?

"My battle with Li Yi is a battle of life and death. What do you think I want to do?" Chu Xingyun looked up at Xiao Ting, and the smile on his lips was as gentle as a boy next door, but for some reason, in Xiao Ting's heart, this smile was the eternal cold wind, which made him shivering all over his body.

Chu Xingyun slowly raised the spirit sword, and the endless sword light reflected on Li Yi's face, with regret and fear, as if facing the sickle of the God of Death, full of helplessness.

"Beast, stop!" Xiao Ting roared angrily, his body flashed, and he flew onto the ring, trying to stop Chu Xingyun.

But no matter how fast he is, how could he be faster than Chu Xingyun's sword?

A sharp sword light descended and flew past Li Yi's terrified eyes.

The next moment, a dull sound rang out.

Li Yi's head flew out and rolled down in front of Xiao Ting. When he was dying, his eyes could not close, and he just widened, as if he was full of regret for what he had done in his lifetime.
Chapter completed!