Chapter 60: Talismans appear and gold cuts are in the air

The sword light flashed, blood flew, and the Yuan family members fell one after another under Yi Chu's long sword. Yi Chu, who was flickering with the sword light, was like a killing god, galloping across the crowd.

Although Yuan Jianlong's mountain-shaking fist was extraordinary, he, who had only a seventh-level cultivation level, could not resist Yi Chu's attack at all. Looking at his descendants who were lying under Yi Chu's long sword, Yuan Jianlong's head was about to explode!

Fight! At this moment, he had to fight! The moment he closed his palm and retreated, he took out an exquisite ball from his waist. The ball looked like jasper, shining with crystal brilliance.

"Boy, today, I want to make you pay for your blood debt!" As Yuan Jianlong spoke, he smashed the long ball hard on the ground. Yuan Jianlong's ball was not Yi Chu, but the earth.

"Bang", a strange loud noise came from the ball. With this loud noise, the ball that made Yi Chu cautious three points shattered on the ground. Nothing was revealed in the ball at all. Not only Yi Chu, but also the members of the Yuan family were stunned at this time. What surprised them was that their old man could use such a childish thing.

Yi Chu sneered, and the long sword in his hand passed by, and a young man dancing with a giant axe fell to the ground in an instant. Just as he was about to shake the sword and fight again, a powerful force suddenly rushed out of the Yuan family's backyard!

This momentum is like a mountain and a mountain. In just a momentum, the entire Yuan family was shrouded under this momentum. At the moment of this momentum, a smug smile appeared on Yuan Jianlong's face.

"Boy, my elder brother comes out of seclusion, you are dead this time!" As Yuan Jianlong spoke, he waved to the few descendants who were left.

A figure, like a long rainbow, rushed straight from the sky. The moment this figure rushed over, his momentum and his body perfectly merged together! The entire aura seemed to be controlled by him. A huge and majestic aura rushed out of his body.

"Jianlong, what's going on?" The person who came was an old man with a figure that was more powerful than Yuan Jianlong. He looked at the corpses all over the ground and asked at Yuan Jianlong in a deep voice.

"Brother, our family has encountered a strong enemy. This kid has killed most of our descendants. I am incompetent. Please ask me to take action." Yuan Jianlong quickly walked to the man and replied with great pain.

The old man glanced at Yi Chu and said lightly: "Dare to kill my family, die!"

In his guard, Yi Chu was like an ant that could be crushed to death by him. He saw his palm slamming, and a yellow force rushed towards Yi Chu with a scattered momentum!

The eighth-grade strong man had his own divine power. The moment the old man appeared, Yi Chu confirmed the old man's cultivation level. Facing the old man's attack, Yi Chu sneered, and his palm without a sword grabbed the void. The Demon Cloud's great grip of the Demon Cloud Exploding claws drew a red force, and went straight to the old man's palm!

"Bang", the two forces collided in mid-air, and the violent collision force made the entire Yuan family courtyard shock!

"Dingdeng," Yi Chu and the old man took three steps back at the same time.

"Eighth-grade strong man, you are eighth-grade strong man!" The old man looked at Yi Chu with murderous intent and suddenly shouted in a deep voice. At this time, his eyes were full of shock. He did not expect that the young man in front of him was actually an eighth-grade strong man who was no less than him.

The four words "Eighth-grade Strong Man" were spit out from the old man's mouth. Whether it was Yuan Jianlong or the surviving Yuan family's children, they all changed their expressions. When Yi Chu killed the children of their family, they thought Yi Chu was just a seventh-grade peak, but now, this young killer god is actually an eighth-grade strong man.

Unlike the shock of the Yuan family, Li Yinglin and Li Yingqiong's faces were filled with relief. Yi Chu was actually the legendary eighth-grade strongman. With him, he didn't have to worry about his family's grudges and all his worries. In their hearts, eighth-grade strongman was already an invincible god-like existence.

"Are you not the eighth grade?" Yi Chu smiled lightly at the old man and said lightly. He seemed to have no regard for the old man's eighth grade. And Yi Chu's careless attitude made the old man feel even more heartbroken!

If he was an ordinary eighth-grade strongman, although the old man was unwilling to be an enemy, he would not be afraid. However, Yi Chu was so young that he was so young that he was confused. What kind of strength should such a young eighth-grade strongman have behind him? Thinking of those rumors that were heard, a chill rose from his heart.

He looked at the dozen or so corpses lying on the ground again. The old man suddenly seemed to have made up some decision and said word by word: "Your Excellency, what kind of deep hatred does my Yuan family have with you? Is it worth your attack so cruel?"

"The deep hatred, there is no need to talk nonsense anymore." While speaking, Yi Chu sneered. As the sword in his hand twitched, the long swords, with red sword lights, attacking the old man's vital points! The Phantom Strip Sword Technique, instantaneous kung fu, turned Yi Chu into two.

"Break the Yue with one punch!" The white-haired old man looked at Yi Chu's attack and suddenly swayed his fist. The yellowish fist force gathered together instantly and rushed towards the place where Yi Chu's long sword was swinging.

"Bang", the long sword and the fist collided. Yi Chu and the old man in the Yuan family shook for a while, but at this time, the old man in the Yuan family kept dripping bright red blood.

Yi Chu stood proudly in blue clothes, and as the sword in his hand drooped, blood light floated down from the sword. Anyone could see the scene at this moment that the powerful Yuan family who suddenly appeared had already suffered a loss.

"Okay, okay, young man, I didn't expect that you would make me suffer a great loss today. You killed so many descendants of my Yuan family and didn't want to give up. Today, even if I, Yuan Jianmeng, fought for my life, I, still want to keep you here!" As I spoke, a yellow talisman suddenly appeared in my hand by the white-haired old man Yuan Jianmeng.

"Sacrifice", the talisman quickly flew out of Yuan Jianmeng's hand with a low shout. In the endless glow, a pair of golden scissors were ten feet tall, and a surging murderous intent rushed out from the scissors!

At the moment when the scissors flew out, Yi Chu felt that his body seemed to be locked by something, and it became very difficult to move for a while!

"Boy, today I will let you lose your soul under my talisman treasure, so as to avenge my dead descendants!"

While speaking, Yuan Jianmeng pointed at the talisman, and the scissors were cut straight towards Yi Chu!
Chapter completed!