C215 Juniors you're the one looking for me?

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, it had covered the entire Chu Family. From all directions, large patches of air started to bend and bend, and even space itself seemed to ripple, as if it could not withstand the berserk aura and could break at any time!

"Pu!", "Pu!", "Pu!" …

The hundreds of servants with the lowest cultivation in the Chu residence were the first to collapse from the invincible pressure. They fell to the ground with blood flowing from their orifices, their lives unknown!

Following which, the ordinary seventh heaven guards only lasted two breaths longer than the servants before spitting out blood and falling to the ground!

Five breaths later.

"Yang …" Yang Brothers, is … Big brother has let you down, no … I shouldn't have left you in the Chu Clan … No... Otherwise, you … "You don't know how to …" In the small courtyard for the disciples of the side branch, Chu Xiong's face was completely red, as if he was dyed in blood. His voice was broken and broken, and contained a deep sense of guilt, he had kindly allowed Yang Fan to recuperate in the Chu Palace, but he had never thought that it would be a good deed for Yang Fan, who had been implicated, to suffer together with them. If he had known earlier today, he would not have kept Yang Fan here, but unfortunately, everything was too late.

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Xiong could no longer endure the terrifying pressure. He coughed out a mouthful of blood, and his vision turned black as he fainted.

As for Yang Fan, who had just recovered from his serious injuries, and was a "trash" who had crippled cultivation, not to mention a high level Warrior with a thousand ding of strength, he was much weaker than ordinary people who did not know anything about the way of the martial arts. Under that terrifying imposing manner, he did not feel the slightest bit of discomfort, which was obviously not logical!

At this moment …

Yang Fan waved his hand, like a cool breeze blowing across his face, instantly, the terrifying pressure enveloping Chu Xiong's body disappeared without a trace, but it was a pity that the current Chu Xiong had already fainted, and did not feel it at all!

"Looks like I will have to go back on my words this time …" Yang Fan shook his head slightly, a bitter smile plastered on his face. Regarding Chu Family, he could be considered to be the best of the best, he did not want to bother about their crappy affairs anymore, he was not a babysitter of Chu Family, there was no need for him to do so, nor was there any obligation to protect them. However, looking at the unconscious Chu Xiong on the ground, he could not help but admit that Chu Xiong's last sentence had deeply touched him.

"Forget it!" For the sake of big brother Chu Xiong, I will help them this once... "

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!" …

In less than ten breaths of time, there were less than ten people who could still stand in the huge Chu Palace. At this moment, even the Heaven's Pride, whose fighting strength was comparable to that of a Fourth Empyrean Martial Master, was suppressed to the ground. The only people who could truly stand were the Chu Family Ancestor, Family Lord Chu Yangming, Great Elder Chu Yangchen and a few others!

Most of these people were Fifth Empyrean Martial Masters, and the only person who could barely move a step was Chu Linghe, a seven layered heaven Ancestor!

"Terrifying!" It was too terrifying! This is simply a huge difference in their levels of existence. Heaven And Earth Cloud And Mud, I cannot be its opponent, even if I use a forbidden technique and use the entirety of my Chu Family, it is absolutely impossible for me to be its opponent. Not only I am not an opponent, but with a mere thought, I would be mercilessly killed... " The Chu Family had been passed down for a thousand years, how could it not have a few trump cards? The moment he used them, he would be able to fight against the average Nine Empyrean Martial Master s, and even ten great circle martial masters would not be powerless, but at the moment, he sorrowfully realised, even if he used all of his trump cards, it would be useless. "Ancestor Martial Marquis, the person who has come must be that Ancestor Martial Marquis …"

At this moment …

"Xiu!" "Xiu!" "Xiu!" ….

Dense sword lights pierced through the air!

These sword lights were all dazzling and bright like pillars. Each sword light contained a terrifying concept that could see through everything and destroy everything!

All of a sudden, the dark night brightened up. Multicolored light shone from the east, purple energy flowed from the east, and the mist was dense. Sword qi shot out like rainbows!

Over a hundred swordsmen!" Furthermore, none of them had cultivations below the fourth layer of the sky. Some of them gave off the feeling that they were better than Xiao Leng, who had a tyrannical aura that was as deep as the sea. With just a thought, he could release killing intent that could kill from ten miles away!

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the middle-aged sword cultivator in the lead. He looks to be in his forties, dressed in a golden robe, of indescribable nobility, as if he is an emperor descended to the world. He is extremely proud, and when he looks around, he is like a lonely swordsman standing at the pinnacle of the world." Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the middle-aged sword cultivator in the lead, about forty years old, dressed in a golden robe, of indescribable nobility, like a king descended to the world.

Nan Gong Qingfeng — — Windy Sword Sect Creation Ancestor, was a rare genius in the way of the sword, but because of the limitations of resources, the progress of his cultivation was slow. However, with the support of Iron Sword Sect, Nan Gong Qingfeng leapt to the sky like a carp and in less than a hundred years, by using his Third Empyrean, he broke through seven great realms consecutively. He was able to open his acupoints and step into the Martial Marquis realm, and after ten years of bitter cultivation, his cultivation had improved by a lot, and he was only one step away from the Martial Marquis Realm!

Chu Bingxin's reaction was extremely fast, not long after she died, she had already ordered the entire convoy to be sealed from leaking the information about that day, but there was still a wall of secrets in this world, and once a third person found out about it, it would no longer be a secret, and furthermore, there would be more than a thousand witnesses! Very quickly, the news of Xiao Leng's death reached the Windy Sword Sect!

After all, other than the s and the nine great Sect, the scattered cultivator Martial Marquis s could be counted on one's fingers. If there were really Ancestor Martial Marquis in charge of every single clan, then how could they be considered a first-rate clan, which had long surpassed all the top clans, and become a super great clan that was only second to the nine great Sect and Great Tang Royal Family. Not to mention, if there were ten thousand of them, they would need to be careful, because the six elders were not weak people, and if he wanted to kill the tenth level martial artist, it would take some effort.

With the Ancestor Sect in charge, even if the Chu Family was really overseen by the Martial Marquis, it would not be able to create much of a commotion!

"Youngster, tell me, where is that person?" Nan Gong Qingfeng looked down at Chu Linghe from above, like a divine being looking down at the common people, his voice was indescribably cold!

Furthermore, Xiao Leng's potential was not low, and among all the elders in the Windy Sword Sect, he could be ranked as one of the top three. It might be difficult for him to reach the Martial Marquis Realm in the future, but it was still possible for a Half-step Martial Lord to die just like that, so it was definitely a great loss to their Windy Sword Sect.

This hatred could only be washed away by Blood Fang!

"Senior, this junior will not … "I don't know!" Chu Linghe trembled as he braced himself and said this. He was facing the Martial Marquis alone, and the pressure within almost made him collapse.

"Youngster, you're just refusing a toast and refusing a forfeit, hmph!" The cold Cold Shine flashed in Nangong Qingfeng's eyes.

In the next moment …

"Wa pu …"

Chu Linghe felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his aura instantly weakened. The difference between a Martial Marquis and a Martial Master was like a chasm. This was the difference between life and death.

"It's too late …" This junior really … "I really don't know …"

"Are you not going to tell me!?" I hope your bones can be as tough as your mouth! "

"Rumble!"

An extremely terrifying imposing aura instantly enveloped Chu Linghe's body, and like a huge mountain, it pressed down!

"Kacha …", "Kacha …", "Kacha …"

The sound of bones rubbing against each other continuously came from Chu Linghe's body, it was the sound of bones shattering.

"Younger generation, should we say it or not?"

The Spiritual Strength in Chu Linghe's entire body surged crazily, supporting with difficulty, swaying unsteadily as he cursed in his heart. Mother, f * ck, you're a snake! If I knew the whereabouts of the Ancestor Sect, I would have invited them to teach you a lesson. I wouldn't have let you be so arrogant!

"Good!" Good! Good! I want to see just how long you can hold out for! " With a cold laugh, the imposing aura that was crushing down on Chu Linghe increased yet again.

"Bam!"

The sound of bones breaking was as distinct as fried beans. He closed his eyes in despair, and quietly waited for death to come, for him to encounter such a mental illness, what else could he say!

At this moment …

An old and hoarse voice came from all directions, engulfing the entire Chu Residence.

"Junior, are you looking for me?"