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Chu Yun's knife, like a thunder and lightning, was smashed down like a dragon possessing his body!

The old monk raised the broken blade.

In the eyes, there is also a flash of murderous intent.

He lost his patience.

Being oppressed by Chu Yun one after another, he couldn't raise his head!

He was aggrieved and angry.

He has never been so humiliated since his debut.

With his incredible strength, no matter how tyrannical the opponent is, there should be back and forth.

Rather than being controlled by Chu Yun unilaterally like this moment, he would smash when he said that he was smashed, and slap his face when he said that he was slapped!

His martial arts heart was shaken.

Reason also fell apart step by step.

Master Kupu, the eminent monk, wants to fight Chu Yun!

With the hand hidden in the monk's robe, make a fist, release it, and then make a fist. Murder hidden!

The knife in his hand also held the palm tightly.

His tiger's mouth has been torn apart.

Every finger seemed to have been beaten with a hammer. The pain is unbearable.

But at this moment, it has reached the most critical moment of this duel.

Stepping over, he will personally slaughter this arrogant young man!

Hum!

With the sword raised high, Master Kupu let out a muffled grunt that was not in line with his status.

He concentrates his energy, his eyes are like electricity.

When he was about to meet Chu Yun's sword, the hand in the monk's robe seemed to turn into a poisonous python.

Open your robe and open your mouth recklessly!

"Your heart is not at peace, even the hand holding the knife is unstable."

Chu Yun's face was expressionless.

With a slap, the floating left hand overlapped with the right hand holding the knife.

In an instant, Chu Yun saw some shortcomings and flaws in Master Kupu's eyes. It was perfect at this moment! Impeccable!

Hum!

Hands up, the knife falls.

Cleanly hacked to Master Kupu!

There was a loud noise.

The knife in Kupu's hand was chopped into pieces!

On the chest, a long blood mouth was cut.

The blood gurgled like a pillar.

But his robe fist failed to crush Chu Yun's heart as expected.

Suspended in the air a full five centimeters away from Chu Yun's heart.

His face was stunned and his eyes were dull.

He lowered his head and glanced at the bleeding chest.

Inwardly, full of unwillingness and despair.

After several fights, he didn't feel that Chu Yun was stronger than himself.

From beginning to end, he was suppressed by Chu Yun, so he could not lift his head and had difficulty breathing.

What's more, just a few days ago, he had a fierce battle with Wu Ye Duan.

No matter how strong his recovery ability is, he still has 70% to 80% combat power.

But why can Chu Yun show such terrifying strength at this moment?

If he is so powerful, Duan Wuye should have been beheaded by him!

The old monk's thoughts were confused, and the sharp pain in his chest gradually made him sober.

This knife wounded the internal organs and chopped off several ribs.

He didn't move, nor dared to move.

As if moved, the internal organs would burst out and scattered all over the place.

Snapped!

Chu Yun raised his hand and slapped again.

Slammed on the old monk's face severely.

But Kupu could not move.

The incision on the chest also seemed to be enlarged by this knife. The blood flowed faster.

"Why do you say all these things in front of my wife?"

Chu Yun's face was expressionless, and his tone was cold.

Snapped!

It was another slap.

Snapped!

Still slapped.

He seemed to hate Master Kupu.

I couldn't stop the slap.

Slapped almost a dozen slaps.

Master Kupu's face was swollen and bloody.

Even the eyes will be closed forever.

"You shouldn't scare her."

Hands up.

Blade is now.

The knife fell.

See blood seal throat.

Ku Bo, the number one master of Jinling City, fell desperately to the authentic place of Buddhism.

He resisted and struggled.

But from beginning to end, he failed to take advantage of Chu Yun.

He came confidently. Like a **** descending to earth.

But he left in despair and fell into hell.

Creak.

Murderous Chu Yun opened the door.

Outside, there was no one.

But in the dark, there are more than ten shadow guards. They blocked everyone who approached the restaurant.

The power of justice seems to have been manipulated by a certain evil and has been reluctant to appear on the stage for a long time.

"tonight."

Chu Yun walked out of the restaurant tiredly.

Under his thin lips, he uttered a bit of icy words.

"I want to dye the red Qinhuai night."

Stop.

Chu Yun's eyes were cold, and his whole body was hostile: "Start from this Buddhist temple."

"Yes!"

Shadow leads his life. Disperse separately.

Chu Yun turned around, slowly closing the door of the restaurant. His gaze fell on Master Kupu in a pool of blood: "One thing you said is correct. What they are good at is never protection."

"It's killing."

...

Cang Dang!

Zhou's living room.

The teacup in Father Zhou's hand was let go.

Zhou Long has been in the Jinling City for decades, and he has been dubbed the Dragon King on his head.

He has experienced the storms of all ages. But it still stands tall. Standing on the dragon veins.

No one doubts the strength of the old lady of Jinling Zhou.

I don't even believe that in this ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, there will be something that can shake his huge rock-like heart.

But at this moment, he was moved.

The tea cup in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

He looked at Zhou Yanzhi incredulously. The depths of the eyes are filled with shock and incomprehension.

"Ku Bo is dead?"

He opened his mouth. The old face was pale.

"Yeah." Zhou Yanzhi furrowed his brows and pursed his lips. "Different parts of the body. Including his apprentice and Master Kusa, all died in Qixia Temple."

"I remember you said. Chu Yun fought a fierce battle with the fifth member of the Beijing Duan. He was already injured at that time." Zhou Long said in a deep voice.

"Not only injured. It is also very serious." Zhou Yanzhi said slowly. "This news is absolutely nothing false."

"Then why can he kill Ku Bo?" Zhou Long asked inexplicably. "Based on my understanding of Ku Bo, his strength is definitely not under Duan Laowu!"

"Perhaps. He concealed his strength." Zhou Yanzhi's expression was calm, even more calm than Old Man Zhou. "Or maybe, Ku Bo is careless."

Zhou Long fell silent upon hearing this.

main idea?

Zhou Long didn't believe it.

He even watched Ku Bo grow up, and step by step towards the path of the strong.

Ku Bo is very proud in his heart, but he is definitely not an arrogant person.

It will not take his own life to make jokes.

He has no Buddha in his heart, nor does he believe in reincarnation.

All he wants is the glory of this life.

Old man Zhou ordered a cigarette, and the confusion between his eyebrows was hard to eliminate.

"Where is Chu Yun?" Zhou Long spit out a thick smoke and asked without raising his head.

"Disappeared." Zhou Yanzhi poured a cup of tea for the old man again. Then he personally brought it to ~www.wuxiahere.com~ but Zhou Long didn't answer it, just waved his hand and asked him to put it on the coffee table.

"Did you leave. Or are you hiding?" Zhou Long asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know." Zhou Yanzhi shook his head.

Calm and clear eyes, quietly staring at Zhou Long sitting on the sofa.

"This thing ends here." Zhou Long swallowed cigarettes, categorically cutting the railroad. "Send the second child away for a while."

"Are you worried that Chu Yun already knew that we were behind it?" Zhou Yanzhi asked casually.

In his eyes, a touch of coldness passed without a trace.

"Ku Bo can't say anything." Zhou Long said calmly.

"Then why is the second child leaving?" Zhou Yanzhi asked in return.

He raised his leg and approached Zhou Long: "It's not me?"