As the head of the Zhang Family, Zhang Songling hadn't fought with others for a long time. He hoped that Chu Xiu would be sensible, so that he wouldn't have to ask other forces of the Shanyang Prefecture to share the loot with them.
Chu Xiu held the Red Sleeve Blade in his hand and said lightly, "Would you believe me if I said that I didn't take any of your things when I left the Chu Family?"
Zhang Songling sneered, "Do you think I would believe you?"
Chu Xiu shook his head and said, "I guessed that you wouldn't believe it either. However, Patriarch Zhang, what you said just now is very true. Wealth is merely a worldly possession, and only one's life is one's own. Unfortunately, you yourself haven't seen through this point!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a murderous intent swept over in an instant. Chu Xiu's eyes suddenly became red!
Chu Xiu's aura was very sharp. He used a saber, and his own aura was like a saber.
But just now, Chu Xiu was just a blade hidden in the scabbard, and his killing intent was restrained.
Now Chu Xiu was a blade out of the scabbard. Once the blade was out of the scabbard, it would drink blood and kill!
The scarlet blade light flashed. No one knew when the Red Sleeve Blade was out of the scabbard, and its speed was extremely fast.
The Azure Dragon in the Sleeve Blade could not only let Chu Xiu break out the strongest blade at the critical moment, but it could also make Chu Xiu's speed become faster and fiercer.
Zhang Songling didn't expect that Chu Xiu would make the first move at this time. He asked people to block the door because he was afraid that Chu Xiu would escape. But he didn't expect that Chu Xiu didn't want to escape at all. Instead, he took the initiative to kill him.
How could Chu Xiu leave just like that when he hadn't gotten what he wanted?
In a panic, Zhang Songling's figure retreated quickly. The ancient pine pattern sword was simple and heavy. After a few points, the Southern Dipper Star Mark appeared in front of him.
The Southern Dipper was in charge of life, and the Northern Dipper was in charge of death.
Zhang Songling's sword technique had an extraordinary origin. It was also a sword technique that he had obtained from a secret box in his early years, but it was only a remnant of a powerful sword technique.
However, although it was only an incomplete move, it contained the vitality of the Southern Dipper Sword Force. The sword force was continuous and watertight.
However, when Chu Xiu's saber light came into view, Zhang Songling's expression suddenly changed.
He had never seen such a beautiful blade before.
The crimson blade and the transparent blade were like transparent glass inlaid with crimson bone ridges.
The blade was slightly short, and the curved part of the blade was like the slender waist of a peerless beauty. It had a thousand styles and ten thousand kinds of intense beauty.
Twilight Drizzle Red Sleeve Blade!
No matter how beautiful a saber was, it was still a saber. When the saber was unsheathed, it drank blood and killed people.
The crimson color in Chu Xiu's hands had evolved into a strong killing intent. The saber momentum was bleak and strange. The crimson blade tore through everything, and the Southern Dipper Sword Momentum was shattered!
Chu Xiu narrowed his eyes, but the crimson killing intent in his eyes was about to overflow.
With the fusion of the memories of two lives, Chu Xiu had a tyrannical factor in his bones. Chu Xiu had already discovered this when he was in Tongzhou Prefecture.
However, Chu Xiu had never chosen to suppress this. Instead, he allowed it to grow. This caused Chu Xiu's killing intent to surge to an abnormally strong level during the battle.
Of course, Chu Xiu had a limit in his heart. He would not be overwhelmed by the killing intent. On the contrary, this strong killing intent would also appropriately enhance Chu Xiu's own strength.
At this moment, facing Zhang Songling, Chu Xiu only had one feeling — he could not withstand a single blow!
He did not know whether it was because he was too strong now, or because Zhang Songling was used to living like a prince and was too weak. In any case, Chu Xiu did not feel the slightest pressure from Zhang Songling. He was much weaker than Shen Mo, who had died in Chu Xiu's hands.
At this moment, Zhang Songling had no time to be shocked. He hurriedly shouted, "Attack together!"
There was indeed a certain gap between the Xiantian realm and the Blood Condensation realm, but this gap was not to the extent of being like heaven and earth. At least, the attack of the Blood Condensation realm could still cause a certain amount of damage to the Xiantian realm.
Hearing Zhang Songling's words, the Zhang family's warriors outside finally reacted. They hurriedly rushed into the hall and attacked Chu Xiu together with their weapons in hand. Their movements were quite coordinated.
Chu Xiu's figure moved and directly rushed into the crowd. The red sleeve blade in his hand swallowed and spat out a beautiful crimson light. As the blade fell like a pool of autumn water, a head flew into the sky. In an instant, blood splattered everywhere. A Blood Condensation realm warrior was directly beheaded by Chu Xiu's blade!
The more blood the blade was dyed, the more intense the crimson color on the blade became.
Chu Xiu's figure wandered among the Zhang family's warriors. In the dusk drizzle, it was as if he was taking a leisurely stroll. But as long as his blade slashed across, it was bound to take a life, causing blood to bloom!
In a short while, Chu Xiu had consecutively killed more than ten people. The entire hall was completely dyed red with blood.
Zhang Songling's eyes revealed a ruthless look. He could not let Chu Xiu continue killing like this. Otherwise, the Zhang family's vitality would definitely be greatly damaged!
Zhang Songling's Southern Dipper Sword was good at defending and not good at attacking. Just like his character, he was more willing to stand his ground under other people's attacks until the other party lost their temper.
In Shanyang Prefecture, Zhang Songling had always done this, until he met Chu Xiu, an existence that he could not even block.
Since he could not block, then he could only attack!
Although Zhang Songling was not good at attacking, it was impossible for him to only practice such a sword technique. While Chu Xiu was massacring the members of the Zhang family, Zhang Songling immediately took the initiative to attack. The Pine Vein Ancient Sword in his hand emitted an extremely resplendent sharp light. Countless sword shadows rained down. This was not the sword light of a Level 5 Imperial Qi expert, but the shadows created by the sword being too fast!
Hainan Chaotic Wind Splitting Sword Technique!
The Chaotic Wind Splitting Sword Technique was created by a sword sect that had already been destroyed, Hainan Sword Sect, so it was also known as the Hainan Chaotic Wind Splitting Sword Technique. It was quite widespread in Jianghu, but its grade was not low, it was at the third rank.
The sword shadows fell like a heavy downpour. Although it looked very messy and uneven, the essence of the Chaotic Wind Splitting Sword Technique lay in the word "messy", making people unable to figure out the sword momentum within it.
In the depths of the sword shadows, Chu Xiu's blade momentum changed. In the midst of the chaotic sword momentum, he slashed horizontally, aiming at Zhang Songling's chest.
The sword shadows stopped, and Zhang Songling's Chaotic Wind Splitting Sword Technique could not mess up Chu Xiu. Facing this terrifying blade, he could only put away his sword to defend, displaying the Southern Dipper Sword Momentum. However, he was sent flying by Chu Xiu's blade. The powerful force even caused his purlicue to bleed, and the hand holding the sword was trembling!
However, at this moment, Han Wei, who had been hiding in the crowd and had not made a move, took this opportunity to form a claw with his left hand. Like a ferocious tiger descending the mountain, he launched a sneak attack on Chu Xiu's back with a sharp force!
Chu Xiu did not even turn his head. With a movement of his left hand, he displayed the Great Sacrificial Grappling Hand. His five fingers were like five steel nails, directly pressing down on Han Wei's palm and squeezing along his arm. Only the crisp sound of bones cracking could be heard, along with Han Wei's miserable howl. His entire arm was crushed by Chu Xiu's Great Sacrificial Grappling Hand!
"I gave you a chance, but unfortunately, you did not cherish it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Xiu's hand gently moved on Han Wei's head, and a terrifying thing happened.
Han Wei's head was like a ball, spinning in a big circle before flying out. In an instant, blood gushed out like a fountain.
After being held in the Great Sacrificial Grappling Hand, one's body no longer belonged to oneself!
This scene was incomparably terrifying, and everyone present was stunned.
The Zhang family's hangers-on and servants could be considered to be somewhat knowledgeable. Killing someone was nothing strange, but a scene as horrifying as Chu Xiu, who forcibly plucked off a person's head with a single move of his hand, had already scared them silly.
The first to lose control was none other than Zhang Baichen.
Zhang Baichen was a good-for-nothing playboy. In the Zhang family, he was a little too well protected.
The Zhang family was supported by Zhang Songling, the family head. Outside, his elder brother, Zhang Baitao, was also supporting the facade. He himself was also the kind of person with no great ambitions. He had never thought of competing with his elder brother for the position of the family head. Therefore, the relationship between the two brothers could be considered harmonious. Since young, when had he ever seen such a cruel scene?
Therefore, at this moment, Zhang Baichen completely broke down and ran out as if he had lost his mind.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Songling's expression suddenly changed. He hurriedly shouted, "Don't go! Come back! "
A sneer appeared at the corner of Chu Xiu's mouth. He took a step forward, and the Red Sleeve Blade in his hand danced. He took off the heads of two Zhang family warriors who were blocking in front of him, and directly grabbed Zhang Baichen in his hand.
Feeling the cold blade swaying in front of him, Zhang Baichen's body trembled.
Zhang Songling looked at Chu Xiu with a trace of regret in his eyes.
He did not regret making a move on Chu Xiu, but he regretted that he did not consider it thoroughly.
He felt that he had considered the matter of making a move on Chu Xiu. Chu Xiu had no background and was just a stray dog being hunted. It was not a big deal to make a move on him.
However, he had missed one point, and that was Chu Xiu's strength!
He had never expected that even though they were all at the Innate Realm, he and the warriors of the Zhang Clan would not be able to take down Chu Xiu. Now, Chu Xiu had even captured his own son.
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