C38

When he came, Ling Jun was worried that there would be no one to train with, so he drew out his sword and shattered the flying stone with a 'pa pa pa' sound. Bam! Bam! Bits of rock flew everywhere. The strong wind blew endlessly. Dust filled the entire cavern, blurring the two people who were battling.

"There's more." When Zhu Yue saw that her attack had missed, she cast another Gale Curse. She was truly happy. She had only learned one cultivation technique, but her ability had doubled. That day is not far away. It was the first time that she had the feeling of being strong.

"Me too!" Ling Jun then retracted his sword and chanted the incantation, releasing a gust of wind that struck Zhu Yue's Gale Curse.

Whoosh, whoosh, the two strange winds collided with each other. The storm raged, blowing Zhu Yue backwards. "You freak, you've gotten stronger again." She gritted her teeth in hatred. Even if someone were to go all out in their cultivation, it would be extremely difficult for them to raise their cultivation. However, the person in front of him seemed to be able to breakthrough as long as he absorbed enough spiritual energy.

Bang! Zhu Yue finally lost her balance and fell to the ground, "You freak, you really don't know how to help me!" "How can you just watch me fall? Are you still human?" Zhu Yue just wanted to curse at him, but her confidence immediately vanished.

"Ling Jun stepped on his spirit sword and flew to Zhu Yue's side, grabbing her." Let's go up, the Free City should be very lively. " Before leaving, he didn't forget to take back the things that had killed the three of them, making Zhu Yue despise him even more.

It was far more than lively. It was simply chaotic. Losing four teachers in a day, how could he not be a mess? First, it was the two Soul Sword Kids that killed the guild leader of the Waves Association in front of everyone's eyes. Then, everyone discovered the corpses of Lu Eleven and his injured body was nowhere to be seen.

Following that, Ximen Jianjian and the Blood Devourer disappeared at the same time, and the two Soul Sword kids also disappeared as well. The Free City was in an uproar. The group was a complete mess, and there were fights between the various leaders. Now that there was no longer a guild leader to fight with, they were split into four factions.

In a battle between one side, the other forces naturally wouldn't be willing to just watch. As such, the battle was chaotic.

In the Free City, there were bloodstains all over the place. There were only a few scavengers walking through the streets. Miserable, cruel, and heartbreaking.

Zhu Yue turned pale with fright. He had never seen such a terrifying scene before. The originally lively street had turned into hell in the blink of an eye, with white walls and red blood flowing everywhere, and the sky turning dark and green. Even the plants and trees withered and withered in one night.

"San-er, I told you not to join any association. You insisted on going, and now you're lying here motionless, letting me know how I'm going to live in the future." In a corner not far away, an old woman collapsed next to a corpse, crying bitterly. The sound of crying shattered the heart.

Zhu Yue trembled, "Let's hurry up and leave, it's too scary."

"He's dead. At least someone else was collecting his corpse." Ling Du felt that this San'er was already very happy. In those days, the horse hide was nowhere to be found. The fallen soldiers were nothing more than wind-driven flesh and blood, buried in the dust. Lonely Death's soul floated through the air and vanished into thin air. Who's to pity the dead on the battlefield? Perhaps it was no longer in her dreams.

With the appearance of the Free City as he had expected, it would be strange if the Iron Blood Alliance didn't take the opportunity to slaughter them. He had found out from Ximen Yijian's storage ring that the Iron Blood Union was going to take the opportunity to take over the union after getting injured. Now, it seemed that the person from Huaishuo Hall mentioned in the communication jade slip had arrived. It was something like the Yun brothers.

The Iron Blood Alliance had been included in the list of enemies by Ling Jun, so he did not plan to leave. "Being targeted by such an assassin's guild is not a good thing." Let's go to the Ranger's Association. The battle is almost over. "

Zhu Yue didn't want to go, "You killed their president, you're courting death."

"Don't forget, there's a group of assassins chasing after us. I want to see who wants our lives." Ling Du said simply, heading straight for the east side of the city.

Before the battle had even ended, the battlefield was already in the plaza outside of the Ranger Association. Hundreds of people were divided into four factions. Everyone was covered in blood. Clearly, this was the result of a blood-soaked battle.

"Mo Qingyang, don't think that you can become the president just because you have the qualifications. Today is the day you die. " A blood-covered Spirit Sword Sect Spirit Sword Sect cultivator from the southern camp pointed towards the black robed elder from the eastern camp.

Mo Qingyang raised his eyebrows and glared as he stood straight with his sword held horizontally in front of him. No matter if it is in terms of qualifications or strength, I am stronger than you. Even if I have to sacrifice everything today, I won't let a thief like you succeed in your schemes. " There were only around thirty people behind him, and fighting them would indeed cost him a lot of effort.

"Haha, an old ghost and a little thief. It's time for the Rogue Guild to change their surname. "Let's see the true form of the sword with less nonsense." "A young man jumped out from the northern camp and stood straight in the middle of the crowd, looking down on everyone." We brothers are innocent, we've already lost enough blood, let's have a big battle and see who has the qualifications to be the president. "

"Oh, Chairman Bai is someone who has been invincible throughout the ages." The northern camp immediately began to shout. They've changed their language. This caused the masses to be furious. "The western camp immediately refused to accept this." Ingrate, do you think you're invincible just because you've secretly learned a few moves of the Wind Thunder Palm? "

As the sword light flashed, a young man came out from the other side's camp. Despite not even being thirty years old, his sword arts were extremely profound and exquisite. His cultivation had also reached the eleventh level.

"Alright, I'll destroy you first, Dongfang Mu!" The ingrate raised his palms into the wind to meet the enemy and fight him.

The two started fighting. The old geezer and the little thief shot a look at each other before pouncing towards Dongfang Mu. One less person and one less opponent. The current situation depended on who could laugh at the end.

No matter how strong the pitiful Dongfang Mu was, he could not defend against three sword cultivators with similar cultivations that risked their lives to attack him. Especially that ingrate, with his invincible palm and the domineering might of the Wind Thunder Palm. When he used it, his arms felt like they were made of iron. Blades and spears combined to emit a golden sound.

"Die!" Mo Qingyang shouted as his long sword pierced towards Dongfang Mu's waist. The sword was like a shooting star with unstoppable force.

"Give me your life." The little thief pierced towards Dongfang Mu's throat, a cold light flashing as his sword tried to seal his throat.

"Die for me." The ingrate unleashed a circle of power, and there was a faint sound of thunder.

Dong Fang Mu San's face revealed a sneer when he was being attacked. He suddenly bent down and returned the sword to Mo Qingyang's left chest.

Pfft, pfft. The sound of two swords piercing through flesh. Everyone was stunned. The ones that died wasn't Dongfang Mu, but Mo Qingyang and the little thief.

Mo Qingyang had Dongfang Mu's sword stabbed into his chest, his eyes were like slits as they stared at the elder Dongfang Mu, "You, you …" Boom! He finally didn't say his last words as he fell to the ground.

"The little thief held onto his throat, but could not hold back the blood spewing out." You, you know how to use the sword? " He asked his last question. He could no longer hear the ingrate's reply. "Only an idiot would not know how to use a sword."

"President Dongfang's godly skills are unbeatable."

"President Bai, your iron arms are like mountains."

The cheers of the crowd heralded the final battle between Dongfang Mu and the ingrate.

"They did not disappoint the crowd's expectations and turned to face each other." [I didn't expect that Brother Bai would become one of the swordsmen. That's really something.] Dong Fang Mu said with a sense of shame.

The ingrate said with a sigh, "It's just a coincidence. I'm not as hypocritical as Brother Dongfang, who has been hiding his power all this time." He lowered his eyebrows and brandished his sword as he looked at Dongfang Mu from the corner of his eyes.

"Same here, same here. You and I will fight to determine the right man." It was obvious that Dongfang Mu wanted to kill him.