Hearing what Zuo Yidao said, Zhou Wu and the others were all furious!
So cruel!
So overbearing!
How can you survive in this crisis-ridden Qilian Mountains by breaking your own arms!
Moreover, Zhou Ling must be kept, and Zhou Wu will never agree.
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
Zhou Wu, Zhou Ling, Shi Hao, Luo Annan, and Ma Biao all drew their weapons and stared angrily at Zuo Yidao.
Zhou Wu looked at Zuo Yidao, and said in a deep voice: "We don't need the blood cloud fruit, but don't bully others too much!"
"How dare you resist!"
Zuo Yidao sneered, and said to the old man behind him: "Old Wu, let them despair!"
"Yes, master!"
The silver-haired old man bowed down and responded respectfully, and walked forward slowly.
The silver-haired old man, who was groveling before, straightened his waist and strengthened his aura every time he took a step.
After taking nine steps, the silver-haired old man stood proudly.
Silver hair fluttering all over her head, her clothes fluttering, and a pair of old eyes are sharp and powerful.
"Late stage of Condensation Realm!"
"He is a strong man in the late stage of the Condensation Realm!"
"It's over!"
Shi Hao, Luo Annan, and Ma Biao exclaimed.
Zhou Wu and Zhou Ling were pale, and their eyes were full of despair.
In terms of realm, there is often a small difference in level, and instant kills can be achieved.
The silver-haired old man entered the late stage of the Yuan Condensation Realm, while Zhou Wu was only an entry into the middle stage of the Yuan Condensation Realm. The gap is not small.
Although they have a large number of people, but in the face of absolute power, the number is a joke.
Shi Hao, Luo Annan, Ma Biao, Zhou Wu, and Zhou Ling were terrified and even more desperate!
Seeing the desperate expressions of the five people, Zuo Yidao sneered disdainfully.
Zhou Ling's complexion was pale, she gritted her silver teeth, stepped forward resolutely, looked at Zuo Yidao and said, "Let them go, I am willing to stay!"
"Sister, no!"
Zhou Wu exclaimed.
"Brother, you have always protected Ling'er!"
Zhou Ling turned her head and smiled on her pale face: "This time, Ling'er will protect you!"
"Sister, ah~!"
Zhou Wu yelled in pain, his eyes were full of hatred!
If Zhou Ling can protect him with a strong force, he will be very happy.
However, this is sacrificing my sister's body!
Zhou Wu hates it so much!
He hated Zuo Yidao for being too arrogant, Xue Jianzong for being too domineering, and himself for being unable to protect his sister.
"Zhou Ling!"
"Sister Zhou Ling!"
The expressions of Shi Hao, Luo Annan, and Ma Biao also changed.
Looking at Zhou Ling, their hearts were stabbed fiercely, and their expressions were even more helpless and hateful.
Chu Chen looked at Zhou Ling deeply, his face was pale from fright, and he was so frightened that he was dying.
But this kind little girl stood up resolutely for her brother and her friend, hoping to sacrifice her body to save her brother's life and her friend's life.
Chu Chen turned his head and looked at Chu Tianyun.
Chu Tianyun understood what Chu Chen meant, and he didn't want to see a kind girl like Zhou Ling being harmed by Zuo Yidao, a scumbag.
Besides, Dragon City and Blood Sword Sect already have enmity.
Chu Tianyun's left hand has already been placed on Qingyun Sword.
When Zuo Yidao heard Zhou Ling's words, the corners of his mouth curled up, his face was full of complacent smiles, and he was also cold.
"Promise now, it's too late!"
Zuo Yidao looked at the silver-haired old man, and shouted coldly: "Old Wu, kill everyone except this little girl!"
"No~!"
Zhou Ling trembled, her delicate body shook, and she collapsed to the ground, her face pale with despair.
Why?
Why did he still want to kill people when he agreed.
Zhou Ling was in despair, her whole kind heart became shattered and icy cold!
Now she wants to use her body to save her brother and friends, but she can't do it.
Zhou Ling looked at Zuo Yidao angrily.
Zuo Yidao's cruelty, cruelty, and domineering made Zhou Ling feel sad and indignant.
"Damn it!"
"Damn Zuo Yidao, damn Blood Sword Sect!"
"You Blood Sword Sect are so overbearing and arrogant."Yes, sir! "
The silver-haired old man stopped talking and looked at Chu Tianyun.
"I think you used to be a strong man, hand over the Qingyun sword, and I will give you a happy time!"
Chu Tianyun held the sword in his left hand, swung the long sword horizontally, and sneered: "If you want it, get it yourself!"
"Looking for death!"
The eyes of the silver-haired old man turned cold, and his figure rushed out at an astonishing speed.
The old man looked at Chu Tianyun with a calm face, with the sword in his chest without fear, and admired Chu Tianyun's courage.
"As expected of the former Tianyun Sword King, this kind of demeanor is really extraordinary!"
"But, that was once!"
The old man's hands vibrated, and the true energy covered his hands, like the sharp claws of a goshawk, he grabbed the Qingyun sword in Chu Tianyun's hand.
"Qingyun Sword, bring it!"
Zhou Wu, Shi Hao, Ma Biao and the others felt the sharp aura of the silver-haired old man and the thick real energy.
Looking at Chu Tianyun again, there is nothing but a sword.
They were instantly desperate.
"It's over!"
However, at this moment, the corners of Chu Chen's mouth turned up, and a sneer appeared on his face: "It's really arrogant to snatch a white blade with empty hands!"
The next moment, the silver-haired old man had already arrived in front of Chu Tianyun.
With a sharp grab, he directly grabbed Qing Yunjian.
And at this time.
Chu Tianyun stepped on the ground, and the terrifying power caused cracks to appear on the hard ground, and the cracks extended.
Chu Tianyun went forward without fear.
The bronze-colored arm, the muscles ligated, is full of strength.
Chu Tianyun let out a low voice: "Across all directions!"
With a wave of his arm, a sword swept out!
"sucker Punch!"
The old man sneered, Eagle Claw ignored the sharpness of Qingyun Sword, and grabbed it directly.
However, can you catch it?
The two of them staggered and passed by in an instant!
The next moment, both figures stopped.
Chu Tianyun appeared behind the silver-haired old man, holding the long sword in his hand, and slowly inserted the Qingyun sword back into the scabbard!
The silver-haired old man stared blankly at his palm, and murmured, "Why didn't you grab it?"
Before the words fell, the old man only felt a pain in his palm.
A thin blood line appeared on the palm, and the blood line was expanding.
The next moment, the old man's hand was cut off neatly along the palm.
The silver-haired old man's eyes were full of horror: "How is it possible?"
He didn't get an answer, because the next moment, bloodlines also appeared on his neck, and his head fell to the ground silently.
At this time, Yuzi stared wide-eyed, looking at his headless body.
"That'smybody!"
One sword pass!
The silver-haired old man was killed with a single sword! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com