So cruel!

The children of the Zhong family killed them as soon as they say they were killed. Although the grudge between the Luotian royal family and the Zhong family was about to break out, they had not completely broken up. Chu Mo ignored that trick and directly killed them. This method was really cruel.

Although I have been accustomed to life and death in this trial field, I also have to determine who the target is. Many people sigh in their hearts that no one who can suddenly enter the Heavenly List is easy to mess with.

Throwing Zhong Yun's body to the side, Chu Mo looked at Zheng Xiong with an extremely ugly face and sneered in his heart. How could he not see that there was a collusion between Zhong Yun and Zheng Xiong? But, so what? For the three of them, although Haoyue Sect is still a giant, it is impossible to shake it head-on. But this is a trial ground, not the Tiangang Realm! No matter how strong the Haoyue Sect is, it is beyond reach.

"Second brother, if you want to fight, you can get rid of it quickly. We'll be in a hurry." Chu Mo said.

Liu Yunfeng glanced at Zheng Xiong, sighed, and said, "Senior Brother Zheng, this is also my last time. I call you the word "Senior Brother".

"You are not worthy!" Zheng Xiong directly scolded.

"Okay, then let's fight." Liu Yunfeng's eyes gradually turned cold. Then, he took out the dagger as big as a palm, and wandered around his hand a few times, looking at Zheng Xiong: "Come on!"

Zheng Xiong roared, and the aura on his body burst out completely. His blood and energy were like a dragon, attacking Liu Yunfeng directly.

Liu Yunfeng did not fight hard. As a fellow disciple, the two of them had actually had many competitions over the years. Although Liu Yunfeng was slightly better every time, he won was not easy. However, now Liu Yunfeng has entered the quasi-saint realm and is much stronger than in the past.

So, Zheng Xiong already felt that powerful pressure after taking action.

The Emperor's soldiers in Liu Yunfeng's hand just slashed lightly and wiped a large area of ​​voids, and then a sharp sword aura slashed at Zheng Xiong.

Many people exclaimed and dodged around because Liu Yunfeng's attack was too fierce. Even if it was just a little breath, it made them feel uncomfortable.

Zheng Xiong was shocked. Unexpectedly, after a while, Liu Yunfeng's realm had risen to this level. But he was not panicked and directly sacrificed a magic weapon, which was a small bell, the size of a palm. After the small bell was sacrificed, it made a melodious sound, and the sound was extremely beautiful, making people immersed in it.

The cultivator with a deep cultivation suddenly shouted: "No, this is the death bell of the Zhong family!"

"The holy weapon of the Zhong family!" Another monk shouted loudly and woke up the people around him.

"That's not a holy weapon, but a imitation..." The monk with a higher vision brought out the truth.

But no matter what, there is no doubt that this little Zhong came from the Zhong family. Some cultivators who realized it later understood why Zhong Yun was secretly mocking Chu Mo and others just now. It turned out that he had already colluded with the people of Haoyue Sect.

Although the bell sounded melodious, it contained endless murderous intent. It directly formed a sharp murderous intent in the void and slashed towards Liu Yunfeng.

Liu Yunfeng raised his hand and attacked him. At the same time, a magic weapon and a supreme weapon also flew out from his hand!

This supreme weapon is a small mirror. The moment it was sacrificed, it burst out with dazzling light and directly hit the fierce murderous intent.

Time was directly distorted at this moment!

when!

A bell like thunder erupted instantly from the small bell. The bell actually shattered the power of time here, and then formed a storm, instantly rolling towards Liu Yunfeng.

At the same time, Zheng Xiong's cold voice came: "I don't know that magic weapon is on you. You actually think that you can defeat me with it? Naive!"

"Oh my God, that little clock... is not a fake. It's really the death bell of the Zhong family's holy weapon!" someone exclaimed.

"I didn't expect that the children of the Zhong family actually lent this holy weapon to Zheng Xiong!"

Two cold lights shot out in Liu Yunfeng's eyes. He made an action that no one expected, and directly faced the storm formed by the death bell.

Rumble!

Liu Yunfeng's body was instantly crushed by the storm and was instantly split.

"Ah!" A female monk present couldn't help but exclaim on the spot, and her face was defeated in fear.

"Is he committing suicide?"

"No, that's not the real body!" The cultivator with high cultivation saw the clues.

Sure enough, just as a moment when a victory smile appeared on Zheng Xiong's face, Liu Yunfeng's figure appeared directly in front of Zheng Xiong. He raised his hand, looked at Zheng Xiong's head, and then slapped him.

Zheng Xiong was stunned. The smile of victory froze directly on his face, and an incredible look of horror appeared in his eyes.

The moment Liu Yunfeng slapped his palm, he sighed, and this palm... slapped Zheng Xiong's right shoulder.

Click!

A crisp sound of bone cracks sounded instantly, and Zheng Xiong's body was like a sandbag that had been knocked away, and it was thrown out in a bang.

He pleaded with hemoptysis in mid-air, and his entire right arm was almost completely ruined.

Liu Yunfeng's face was a little pale, but the person looked fine. He looked back at Chu Mo, Zi Daolin Xiu and others, and whispered: "Let's go."

Chu Mo nodded, and together, he entered the entrance to the Luotian Immortal Realm.

From beginning to end, Liu Yunfeng did not look back at Zheng Xiong. It was already considered to be the end of his benevolence and righteousness before he killed this former senior brother. From now on, he would go his own way and forget each other in the world.

But Liu Yunfeng would never let some of the people in the Haoyue Sect go. One day, he will kill himself and kill those who killed his master and his fellow disciples!

As soon as these people left, a large number of monks behind them all flocked to the entrance to the Luotian Immortal Realm.

Everyone's face was filled with excitement, because they could witness another real battle next!

No one paid attention to Zheng Xiong. Even the death bell of the Zhong family's holy weapon was hanging in the void, and no one wanted to make any decisions. Although many people jealous of the holy weapon, the Zhong family was not so easy to mess with. It was almost impossible for them to take the Zhong family's things and still be safe.

Zheng Xiong stood there with a dull look on his face, and even the pain on his body became numb and he almost felt nothing.

In his heart, only the scene of Liu Yunfeng's last blow was left.

"That palm was originally intended to be slapped on my head. Even a monk at the supreme realm would definitely not be able to stop his attack..." Zheng Xiong murmured. He was actually very clear about what happened to the sect before. But he was destined to stand opposite Liu Yunfeng. There was no grudge. The two of them even admired each other and were also praised as a good story within the sect. So, this is just a matter of position.

"Maybe, Master and the others... really did something wrong." Zheng Xiong sighed, and finally glanced at the holy weapon hanging in the void. He recited a mantra, and the holy weapon broke through the air in an instant and returned to the Zhong family.

Then, Zheng Xiong turned around with a lonely face and walked towards the direction away from the entrance to the Luotian Immortal Realm. Some of his fellow brothers and sisters and followers looked at each other in the distance, and finally remained silent.

Zheng Xiong, holding the powerful holy weapon of the Zhong family, is still no match for Liu Yunfeng. Liu Yunfeng has also entered the quasi-saint field. From now on, the gap between them will only grow bigger and bigger.

At the same time, in a more distant place, a young man stood there silently looking at the direction of the entrance to the Luotian Fairyland in the distance. He thought to himself: So, teacher, you are Chu Mo, I am really stupid. How could Mr. Chu have such friends who have lived in this trial field so quickly? Of course, now he already has that kind of friend. Mr. Chu, thank you... for bringing me into this road! No matter when, you are my teacher! And I... Feng Xingzhe, will never lose your face!

The Wind Walker looked silently at the direction over there, then turned around, walked firmly towards an ancient city.

After passing through this teleportation array-like channel, Chu Mo and his group finally stepped onto the territory of Luotian Immortal Realm.

As soon as Chu Mo came out, he saw Ye Qing's face full of surprise. Then, he saw Jiang Caiyue and the group of young monks with great stellarity behind Jiang Caiyue. Those people were all young geniuses from Jiang Caiyue's Internet over the years.

At this moment, the group of people looked at Chu Mo with curiosity and a little jealousy, but more of it was a kind of hot light.

This legend comes from the young genius who was sealed in the Yanhuang Great Realm. They know very little about his past, even today. But after entering the trial field, he had conquered too many people in not long time!

Yiyue rushed to the Heavenly List, became sworn brothers with Zidao, the number one in the Heavenly List, and the top ten regulars on the Heavenly List. They were appreciated by Jiang Caiyue. The three brothers entered the Tiangang Realm alone and faced a huge sect with a saint who was in charge and had an extremely profound foundation... After the identity was exposed, they were filled with countless mysterious halos. The most dazzling link was that he was actually the bloodline of the Luotian royal family!

Although the royal family has declined now, it is undeniable that it is still the most sacred race in the minds of countless young geniuses!

When Ye Qing saw Chu Mo, he looked happy: "Young Master!" She only recently learned about Chu Mo's true identity. It turned out that the young master actually came from the legendary desolate land of the Yanhuang Realm. In Ye Qing's mind, the Yanhuang Realm suddenly became sacred because it was the young master's hometown.

Chu Mo nodded slightly at Ye Qing, then looked at Jiang Caiyue, feeling some powerful auras that were faintly visible around him. He knew that those should be masters of the Jiang family. He was very moved. He clasped his fists at Jiang Caiyue: "It makes you worry."

Jiang Caiyue smiled slightly: "It's nothing. After hearing some of your deeds, I admire you very much. Especially your view on combat, I agree with it. Fighting, you must fight uprightly, use conspiracies and tricks, and do everything you can. That's war."

After Jiang Caiyue said this, an unnatural look suddenly appeared on the faces of many people around her.
Chapter completed!