Chapter 433 (1/2)

Voice echo, blood dripping, these two voices interweave together, making the void more dead.

At the moment, there is some helplessness in the look of the outer disciples.

They all hope that Chu Xingyun can win the first place and create a new history. The more they think about it, the stronger it becomes, and it has already reached its peak.

But in the end, Chu Xingyun was suppressed by the land penalty. He was unable to resist the attack of land penalty. As soon as he fought, he was injured and even his blood was sucked by the blood curse sword.

This, let their hope to fail, some difficult to accept.

In addition to these outside disciples, the four sword masters on the high platform who passed on their skills also made a sigh.

Van Gogh's eyes were already open, and his eyes were a little dim. Obviously, he was not satisfied with such a result, and he was faintly disappointed.

”I'm just injured, not unable to fight again. Why do you say I lost?” Chu Xingyun's body stood upright without any sense of decay. He raised his head and looked directly at the land penalty in front of him.

”The sword just now has already hurt you. If I can hurt you once, I can hurt you a second time. Even I can take your life!” Lu Xing's voice was very cold and full of confidence.

He held up the blood curse sword, pointed to Chu Xingyun and said: ”two years ago, I stepped into the realm of heaven and became the true disciple of wanjian Pavilion. But it was at that time that I left wanjian Pavilion.”

”In the past two years, I have crossed countless mountains, gone through various dangerous places, and at the same time, I have suffered all kinds of dangers. I have seen the world's cold and warm world. Gradually, killing people has become commonplace for me.”

”The winner lives and the loser dies. If you want to survive, you must take the opponent's life. For this reason, every sword you use is very important. Even if your chest is pierced and there is only one breath left, it is enough to get a unique sword.”

As he spoke, the blood flowed from the wounded arm of land penalty, which also dyed the ground red. However, he did not care about it or even looked at it. He still pointed at Chu Xingyun.

”My sword is a perfect killing sword. From this point of view, you have lost to me. Even if you try again, the result will not change.”

With the last voice falling down, taking the body of land penalty as the center, the blood storm swept away again. The blood color became thicker, and the sword chanted and roared, shaking the void.

”The perfect killing sword?”

Chu Xingyun murmured and shook his head at Lu Xing, saying: ”you ignore everything, just for a sword. This is certainly strong, but it is far from perfect. The real perfection is to take the heaven and earth as the sword, but everywhere in the world is a sword, there is no escape, and there is no way to stop it.”

Lu Xing suddenly frowned and didn't understand what Chu Xingyun said.

He looked at Chu Xingyun, but he found that the breath of Chu Xingyun was climbing, his long black hair was flying and dancing, his clothes were hunting, and the gusts of wind swept over the arena.

Whew!

The sword of Wuling blooms, trembling slightly at the top of the cloud head of Chu. The shadow of the sword is blurred and turns into thousands of light spots, which is integrated into the body of Chu Xingyun and into the residual light at the same time.

At this moment, Chu Xingyun's figure, demon Jun, sharp, he stood there, there was a kind of communication between heaven and earth, as if to get the essence of heaven and earth.

The bloody storm on Lu Xing's body is still the same, but at the moment, his breath is completely suppressed.

”What's going on?”

The crowd sent out bursts of startled voices. Those outside disciples who had been completely disappointed raised the light of hope in their eyes. They clenched their fists and looked at the past.

Sitting on the throne, Brahma seemed to feel something. His body suddenly stood up and his eyes widened, as if he saw something incredible.

”Since you still want to fight, I will fight with you!” Lu Xing snorted coldly, his body, into the bloody storm, shrouded Chu Xingyun, and submerged it again.