Chapter 1037 (2/2)
In a flash, Fu Xiaochen's heart trembled fiercely. Suddenly, a cold air rushed to the forehead at the tail spine, and his voice trembled: ”Brahma, Gu Fanxing, Lin Yuanli, and Gu Xuanfeng, how can it be you? Are you all dead?”
Fu Xiaochen stepped back several times, and his face became pale as paper.
He can be sure that these four people have died and died in the hands of Chu Xingyun. There are countless people who can testify. But why, the dead people, will appear here and become Chu Xingyun's helper?
”Luo Yun said just now that he is the only one who comes here tonight. Are they not people but ghosts?”
Fu Xiaochen's head is in a mess. He looks at the four Nirvana sword slaves and Chu Xingyun. He feels that the heaven and the earth are spinning, which is extremely uncomfortable.
”As a dying man, even if you know everything, it doesn't make any sense, but you can rest assured that when you die, you will become one of them.” At this time, the voice of Chu Xingyun suddenly sounded behind Fu Xiaochen, as if from the abyss of death. Every word and every sound made Fu Xiaochen feel numb on his scalp.
He suddenly turned back, and what he saw was a dark Epee surrounded by the light of a terrible sword. The sword light was oppressed, without a blade, but extremely heavy. It was like an eternal mountain, and his body and soul began to tremble.”Tianlong Guqin!” Fu Xiaochen gritted his teeth and wanted to use the Tianlong Guqin to resist the black hole epee. However, the Tianlong Guqin in the void had been bound by four Nirvana sword slaves, and the sword light was heavily imprisoned. However, Fu Xiaochen could not make any movement as he urged him.
”Die.” Chu Xingyun uttered his words again, like a cold and heartless declaration of death.
The sound of roaring sounds, the black hole Epee is pressed down, and the space is cracked with fine marks. The dark sword light touches the ground, and the earth trembles. The terrifying sword power sweeps away, destroying the whole courtyard and turning it into a ruin.
Chu Xingyun's figure flashed, lightly suspended under the sky of the night. Behind him, four Nirvana sword slaves stood, silent, motionless, still blowing black robes by the night wind.
”The last hidden danger has been cleared, and tomorrow is the final day of decisive battle.” Chu Xingyun palms over, and brings Fu Xiaochen's body into the inner space. However, his eyes have been staring at the Jiuhan peak in the distance, and constantly flash past Sha Nian and Yi mang.
After a long time, he turned away and disappeared in the thick night. However, his thoughts of killing and perseverance did not disappear for a long time.
When the East is white, a touch of thin morning light down, tearing the deep night, but also lighting up the humble snow city, highlighting the arrival of a new day.
Inside and outside the snow city, countless figures have already gathered. Everyone is looking up at a line of people in the void, and their faces are full of hope.
Chu Xingyun stood at the head of the crowd. He gazed at the rising sun, glanced at Lu Qingyao behind him and said, ”how are things handled?”
”All the traitors in the Seven Star Valley have been killed according to the master's command. The whole process is very hidden, and no one has found it. Even if someone investigates, the final result will point to Jiuhan palace.” Lu Qingyao responded in a cold voice, the voice was subtle and only two people could hear it.
After hearing this, Chu Xingyun nodded with satisfaction, his eyes slowly moved away, and he looked again at the warm sun on the sky. In his deep eyes, the red color bloomed one after another. The whole person seemed to be turned into a sword, extremely sharp, and was waiting to rise up from the sky.
”It's time. Let's go.” Chu Xingyun takes a deep breath. Behind him, Wu Jingxue, Lin Tianchong and Mo Wanggong are three people. Their bodies are one shock, and their bodies are also blooming.
Four people, eight eyes, distant looking ahead of the nine cold peak.
At this moment, the war will break out completely!