Old Third Ma's heart was as cold as ice!
The young man in front of him could actually detect that he was being followed, and deliberately lured him here. He was also waiting for him to walk into the trap!
It was obvious that he had a well-thought-out plan!
How could he be a cripple? How could his cultivation be crippled?
The other party's eyes were as sharp as swords. He stood there like an emperor in the clouds. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back. His eyes were indifferent and ruthless. He was making a merciless judgment on his life in this world!
His eyes were as sharp as swords, and his eyes were thunderous!
This was clearly the cultivation of at least a Sword Emperor! At least … he was a Sword Emperor! Furthermore, he was a high-level Sword Emperor!
The most terrifying thing was that he couldn't see through his cultivation even though he was a third stage Martial Monarch!
Old Third Ma's heart sank, and an incredible thought suddenly emerged in his mind: Could it be … this is a trap that Chu Feilong deliberately set up? Is it to kill me?
He was about to speak, but Chu Yang had already spoken first. The latest chapter of the Holy Hall.
"I'm Chu Yang. You must know me, right? "Chu Yang retracted the sword aura in his eyes, and his eyes became as warm as spring water.
"Yes. I'm here to kill you! "Old Third Ma didn't want to say this, but somehow, he mustered up the courage to say this.
After saying this, he wanted to slap himself in the face in frustration: How could I say this?
"I know you're coming." Chu Yang nodded and said naturally, "You're just in time! I need someone to spar with me with the sword! Your cultivation is not bad. It's not high nor low. You're very suitable for this task. "
You're just in time to practice with me!? …
What … is this?
He knew I was coming? How did he know I was coming?
At this moment, Old Third Ma's heart became inexplicably weak, and he had an impulse to run away.
The next moment, his heart sank even more. ("Net")
This was because the young man in front of him, whose cultivation was unpredictable, was suddenly emitting sword aura everywhere!
The sword aura rushed to the Big Dipper!
Chu Yang's entire person was standing in the midst of the sword energy.
The long sword on Old Third Ma's waist suddenly popped out of the scabbard with a loud "clang" without warning! It swayed gently as if it was making a pilgrimage.
Old Third Ma was shocked!
His opponent did not even draw his sword. Just the vibration of his aura had created the effect of ten thousand swords entangling his body. His aura had even created the presence of 'I am the king of ten thousand swords', causing the lifeless and spiritless sword that belonged to his enemy to assume the posture of worshiping the sovereign of its peers!
He took three steps back. Then, he pressed down on the sword hilt, and forced the sword back. Then, he looked at Chu Yang with a serious expression in his eyes. He asked in an extremely serious manner, "Who are you?"
The moment the opponent unsheathed his sword, Chu Yang saw the shape of the sword clearly. The sword's body was slender and long. There was a small blood groove in the middle, but it emitted the color of the night. Three inches from the hilt of the sword was engraved with a flamboyant character: Ye!
Chu Yang's heart skipped a beat: People from the Ye clan!
Then, he suddenly thought of the people who had besieged Chu Feiling three days ago and what Chu Feiling had said. Then, he thought of Chu Feilong.
"Who am I?" Chu Yang smiled, "Didn't my second uncle tell you?"
Old Third Ma took another step back. His eyes had become certain, "Chu Feilong?!"
"People from the Ye clan … seem to have died … Erm, the last time was in the Three Days. What's your name again? Ye Ranmo? "Chu Yang frowned and relaxed his brows," This time, it's you! "
Old Third Ma felt cold all over!
Of course, he knew that Ye Ranmo had led his brothers to besiege Chu Feiling. Ye Wubo had even ordered him to arrange it himself!
Since Ye Ranmo and the others had left, this matter had become a mystery.
He didn't expect that the truth would be revealed here!
It was indeed Chu Feilong's conspiracy!
"The Ye clan is a very scary clan!" Chu Yang smiled slightly and said meaningfully. The latest chapter of the Holy Hall.
Old Third Ma was thinking about the meaning of this sentence. Suddenly, a sword light flashed in front of him. Chu Yang had already unsheathed his sword. The man and the sword became one. The sword aura in the sky surged, and the wind and thunder rumbled!
The sword light was like a meteor, and it had already reached his throat!
This sword seemed to have brought along the blood of the Dead Sea. The monstrous waves of the blood of the sea surged over, mixed with the howls and screams of hundreds of millions of aggrieved souls!
The blood of the sea under the sword!
Since Chu Yang had created these four sword moves, he had only truly exerted the peak power of these sword moves today!
Old Third Ma shouted. His thoughts were in a mess. He moved his body horizontally, and at the same time, unsheathed his sword. Poke, push, stab, cut, and flick! …
After a series of clanking sounds, Old Third Ma roared. Blood suddenly splashed out from his shoulder like a fountain. But he didn't dare to treat his wound at this moment. He didn't even dare to take a look at it.
Old Third Ma tried his best to stabilize his breathing rhythm as he stared at the terrifying young opponent opposite him. Cold sweat dripped down from his forehead and into his eyes!
His eyes were stung by his tears, but he didn't even dare to blink.
In the face of such a terrifying opponent, Old Third Ma knew that he only needed to blink once. Perhaps after this blink, he wouldn't need to blink again in his life.
Chu Yang's robe fluttered elegantly. He somersaulted in the air, and then stood in the air. His eyes suddenly became indifferent and ruthless.
The sword in his hand shone with a bloody light, with a cruelty and indifference that could devour the world.
Then, the sword light whizzed up, as if a sword light path had suddenly spread out in the air!
The Mortal World was the Ruthless Dao!
Old Third Ma's pupils suddenly widened. At this moment, he had completely lost his desire to win. His only thought was to escape! If he couldn't escape, he was afraid that the thirteenth master and the others would be completely annihilated under Chu Feilong's successive schemes …
He screamed and floated up like a feather. He stabbed his sword madly. He resisted and retreated at the same time!
The ruthless sword light of the Mortal World was like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky. It persevered and rushed over fiercely.
Old Third Ma fell to the ground from floating in the air. He retreated continuously, causing dust to fill the air. Two deep gullies were plowed out.
The bloody light flashed again, and Old Third Ma's shoulder was stabbed again.
Two consecutive stabs were on his left shoulder, at the same position! As the blood gushed out, horrifying white bones jumped out of the skin on Third Ma's shoulder. The two severed veins did not shrink back but exposed the severed head to the air as if it was cooked.
His shoulder bones were broken, and his veins were broken!
Old Third Ma's left shoulder was crippled!
Old Third Ma's eyes were filled with pain. He looked around anxiously for a way to escape.
His heart and guts were already cold.
If he continued to stay here, he was afraid that he would really die here!
Dust flew up from the opposite side. An extremely fierce murderous intent, which was several times stronger than the previous two moves, rushed towards him. He only heard an indifferent and ruthless voice reciting, "Don't retract your blade after killing the entire world!"
The opponent's killing move was only used at this moment!
Old Third Ma was terrified!
He screamed desperately and waved his sword madly. Instantly, a huge white lotus flower formed by sword light bloomed, and then he pushed it out fiercely!
The lotus flower of sword light bloomed suddenly!
The horrifying sword aura from the opposite side rushed towards him. In this gloomy and desolate land of dust, Old Third Ma miraculously saw the opponent's indifferent, ruthless, and cruel eyes, which flashed with a determined cold light.
The sword light rushed through like crushing dry weeds, and the lotus flower formed by Old Third Ma's sword light suddenly exploded!
Old Third Ma was scared out of his wits. He howled from his throat. Circles of sword light bloomed with defensive sword light. His body retreated rapidly at a speed faster than the speed of flowing light!
But the sword light on the other side was like a huge mountain pressing down on him, crushing his rings of sword light into smithereens!
The long sword shone, and the sword light on the tip of the sword was crisscrossing!
The tip of the sword was pointing at his throat!
It was unstoppable!
Old Third Ma's heart was filled with sorrow and despair. He had no choice but to urge all his potential. In an instant, he bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. He squeezed out all his vitality and injected it into the long sword in his hand. He swung it like a whirlwind. The long sword hummed and brought up a light curtain that connected the heaven and the earth. Then, Old Third Ma turned the long sword into a sword light and threw it out!
Then, without hesitation, he retreated desperately and turned around. He used the fastest speed he could do to escape desperately without thinking about anything!
Before he could turn around, he felt a chill on his forehead!
Then, he turned around and felt a chill on his left hand and right shoulder.
After he ran for three hundred feet, he felt a cool and pleasant feeling on his back, followed by a warm and comfortable feeling!
Then, with a long howl, he disappeared from the mountain path and entered the small forest from where he came. Only when he was out of the small forest did he feel pain in his back, chest, shoulders, and forehead!
The vitality in his body was dissipating rapidly.
A feeling called death rushed into his heart.
At the last moment, Chu Yang's sword energy pierced through his forehead, creating a bloody hole in his forehead! After he turned around, two streams of sword energy chopped off both his arms. When he had rushed out three hundred feet, he felt a warm and comfortable feeling after the pleasant coldness. However, Chu Yang's sword light had pierced through his heart from the back. His front and back were unobstructed.
The blood in his body poured into the five internal organs, which was a temporary warm and comfortable feeling. This was perhaps the last enjoyment that the God of Death gave to humans!
Old Third Ma's eyes were blurred. He was in despair. He knew that he was going to die.
Even if all the Supreme Martial Artists in the world channeled all their cultivation into his body at the same time, there was absolutely no hope for him to survive!
But he was not reconciled! He was not reconciled to die under the scheme of Chu Feilong, this despicable person. Moreover, there was the Thirteenth Master and his brothers over there!
They were all in danger!
Even if he died, he had to bring the news back!
Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought that the '18-year-old youth' he was facing this time, whose cultivation was completely crippled, would actually be such a terrifying character!
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