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The ascetic monk looked cold and unmoved.

He didn't raise his hand unhurriedly until the blade fell.

It's exactly the same as Chu Yun!

In this way, he grasped the blade with his hands.

The palm is like a fresh wind, and the skin is like copper and iron bones. Accurately grasped Chu Yun's thunder stab.

Keng!

The blade cleaved in the palm, and blood was flowing. But the wound was obviously not as deep as Chu Yun.

This shows that the palm of the ascetic monk is stronger as a rock than Chu Yun! Indestructible!

"What are you crazy about?"

The ascetic monk did not change his face, letting blood drip from his palm. Thin lips opened slightly and said: "Just you?"

boom!

The ascetic monk raised his leg and kicked Chu Yun's chest.

The latter shook his body and almost got kicked.

But he tightened his arms, holding the blade with one hand, and holding the blade with the other!

The blood flows faster.

The sharp blade seemed to rub against the finger bones. There was a sharp, piercing sound.

"I told you. Even if you were beaten with iron. I can beat you into a piece of scrap!"

Ascetic monk said, kicked a second kick.

Flop!

Chu Yun spurted blood, his face was as pale as paper.

But his body still stands stubbornly.

Perhaps one day, Chu Yun will be killed in public by a peerless powerhouse. But it is impossible to be defeated in public!

Even if it is as powerful as an ascetic monk, it won't work!

"How about you?"

Resisting his feet, Chu Yun made a strange color across his pale face: "I was beaten into scrap. What are you doing?"

boom!

Chu Yun raised his leg. The wind blew up suddenly!

That right leg, like an iron whip, turned into a dragon, rushing towards the ascetic monk's chest!

Flutter.

The old monk's expression changed slightly, and blood overflowed from the corners of his lips.

He still has such explosive power?

He is more than iron fight? Simply made of steel!

boom!

The ascetic monk refused to admit defeat.

Since he was humiliated as a demon monk in public, he has forged the heart of the rock. In the past eight years, he has been ascetic, tenacious and indestructible!

He wants to defeat Chu Yun alive!

He does not allow anyone to be presumptuous in front of him!

boom!

"Women play too much?" Chu Yun lifted his leg and kicked. The corners of the mouth were filled with hideous colors. "Legs?"

The ascetic snorted.

Chu Yun abruptly took a blow.

The foot is wrong, and there is a popping sound.

boom!

A heart-to-heart, if there is a mighty force, it suddenly kicked Chu Yun's chest.

Chu Yun's face suddenly changed from pale to flushed after suffering this kick. The demon is very different. Such as the back light!

"Grandpa. He will kick Chu Yun alive." Professor Ye couldn't sit still.

"He might also be kicked to death by Chu Yun." Ye Lao let out a sigh of foul breath. Stand up.

Jin Xifeng, who was still sitting on the sofa, squinted his eyes and glanced at Chu Yun blankly.

The ascetic monk was once a nobleman of the Jin family.

Experts guide the way, prosper the family.

Now, the Jin family is already a celebrity in Beijing. Ascetic monks are indispensable.

Of course he hoped that the ascetic monk would kick Chu Yun alive. In public and private, he and Chu Yun are incompatible!

The situation was not in a moment, and the ascetic kicked a few kicks in succession. Breathing gradually became quicker.

His expression changed.

The look in Chu Yun's eyes again became weird.

boom!

The ascetic raised his leg. But obviously not as strong as before.

The heart of martial arts that has been tempered for decades is slightly shaken.

He had never seen such a desperate style of play like Chu Yun. No reason, no routine. I'll kill you when I come up. Smashed with you.

The ascetic monk began to retreat.

He didn't need to fight Chu Yun like this.

He has enough means to defeat Chu Yun, and his box-pressing skills have not been displayed at all.

He didn't have any reason to fight Chu Yun like this.

He found that he was brought into a rhythm that Chu Yun was good at, but he was not good at it.

He is a demon monk.

The demon monk will not save others and the world by himself.

He wants to taste the joys of the world and be a happy Buddha who has been pierced with wine and meat. Rather than the down-and-out monk who has suffered through devastation.

He released the knife in Chu Yun's hand.

This hand has been cut so that its flesh is blurred.

Although he can bear this bitterness. But he also knew that it would take a long period of conditioning to recover.

The woman has two soft objects, and he can only taste them with one hand during the recovery period. This greatly reduces the quality of life of ascetics.

"That's it?"

Chu Yun smiled.

A hideous and arrogant sneer appeared on his plain face: "I thought you would be stronger."

Chu Yun squinted.

He held the hand of the sword, but did not let go.

Instead, he raised his foot again.

But this time, he didn't choose to kick. It's kicking.

Not kicking the chest and abdomen.

It's kicking the crotch! Kick his lifeblood!

The ascetic realized it.

His expression changed abruptly, struggling to pull out the knife in Chu Yun's hand.

But Chu Yun's palm, like an iron hoop, seemed to blend with the ascetic monk's ring knife, and it was difficult to separate.

"release!"

The ascetic snorted coldly.

The whole body suddenly exploded.

But Chu Yun's feet kicked the ascetic monk in the crotch without hesitation!

Time stands still at this moment.

The ascetic monk grinned at the violent pain.

He trembled suddenly and his expression was strange, as if he was crying and laughing.

"Chu Yun!"

The ascetic monk's eyes were bloodshot, after suppressing the sharp pain in his legs. He roared in a low voice: "I will crush you to ashes!"

The voice just fell.

He threw down the sword and dashed out of the Ye Mansion. Escape into the night.

Even running away was so embarrassed and imposing.

Cang Dang.

Chu Yun threw down the knife and froze in place as if being tapped.

"How are you?" Professor Ye stepped forward. Hold on to Chu Yun who looks very calm.

But his body was actually cold: "I will take you to the hospital."

"Wait a minute."

Chu Yun shook his head and slowly turned around. A cold look fell on Jin Xifeng's face: "If you want to kill me now, you can do it."

"Mansion Ye will not interfere."

Chu Yun took two steps towards Jin Xifeng: "Think about it. This is your only chance."

Jin Xifeng felt the breath of death emanating from Chu Yun.

His face was pale, but he dared not answer.

He even guessed that as long as he dared to do it, as long as he failed to kill Chu Yun.

He will be killed by Chu Yun on the spot!

This guy is a desperate lunatic!

"Don't dare?"

Chu Yun glanced at Jin Xifeng blankly.

Jin Xifeng said in a deep voice, "I'm just coming with Master Jiuying~www.wuxiahere.com~ I personally killed your brother." Chu Yun said lightly. "You think I should die."

"Tonight, I will sell Chu Shaohua's face. Let you go." Chu Yun slowly stepped forward, only one meter away from Jin Xifeng. "Next time. You'd better kill me with your shot. Otherwise, I'll chop you into pieces."

Jin Xifeng was stiff, and his hatred was completely defeated by fear at this moment.

The combat power that Chu Yun showed was simply non-human!

"Still sitting here waiting for supper?" Chu Yun asked, squinting.

Jin Xifeng got up, didn't even say hello, and left the Ye Mansion.

And at the moment Jin Xifeng walked out of the door.

Standing upright, Chu Yun vomited blood with a big mouth, as if his limbs were torn apart, and fell into the arms of Professor Ye who was quick-eyed and quick-handed.