"Master, you are..."
But the more this happened, the more Zhao Xun'er could feel that Gujiang Kun's eyes had problems.
"Your master attacked me with contemplation. I was pierced by a pair of fiery eyes. I was backlashed and almost blinded."
Chu Linguang's voice came from behind.
"You...what are you doing?"
Zhao Xun'er was dumbfounded, where did Chu Linguang emerge from?
"Hmph, there is a way to heaven, you don't want to go, there is no way to hell, you just want to break through, Chu Linguang today is your death date."
Gu Jiang Kun was also taken aback for a while, and then burst into a raging murderous intent. He couldn't bear it before, mainly because he cared about his status and wanted to watch Zhao Xun'er conquer Chu Linguang.
But he was frustrated and lost a pair of eyes today. He Gujiang Kun couldn't bear it anymore.
"Chu Linguang, your death date has come."
Upon hearing this, Song Wenbing stepped forward and pointed to Chu Linguang.
"You got it wrong, not my death date, but your death date."
Chu Linguang smiled.
Then with a wave of his back, a sword aura was born, and it directly slashed towards Song Wenbing.
"what!"
Song Wenbing screamed.
I just felt that the white light flashed in front of him, and it instantly submerged on the top of his head. A bloodshot slid down from his forehead, flowed down the bridge of his nose to his chin, and dripped onto the ground.
Before dying.
Song Wenbing tasted the bitterness of the blood on his body.
Then he fell straight, not squinting.
"Song Wenbing!"
Zhao Jin and Zhao Xun'er were unexpected.
"You dare to kill the civilian soldiers. Although they are the children of my Zhao family, they have the blood of the Song family. Chu Linguang, aren't you afraid that the Zhao family and the Song family will destroy you!"
Zhao blamed this time.
Although Song Wenbing was unfavorable and disgusted them, Zhao Jin and Zhao Xun'er both knew how powerful the Song family was.
"I don't even pay attention to Ye Chen, the little one from the Song family and Zhao family, can you help me and?"
Chu Linguang was full of disdain.
"You fanatic, I will kill you first."
Zhao Jin couldn't listen.
Attacked Chu Linguang.
As a great master, he still has his background. A palm shot is like overwhelming, unstoppable. Whether it is the strength of the palm or the profound meaning of martial arts in the palm, it is extraordinary.
It's a pity that the person Zhao Jin met today was not someone else, but Chu Linguang, who had reached the level of the Great Perfection of the Divine Realm.
Ten Zhao Jins added together can't compare to one Chu Linguang.
Seeing Zhao Jin attacked.
Jiang Feng continued to move forward, without dodge or dodge, and then once again waved his sword and chopped down.
This sword swallowed mountains and rivers with anger.
The horror sword spirit is evil.
Regardless of whether you are a great master or a small master, what is the profound meaning of mastering in your mastery.
Under Chu Linguang's sword, Zhao Jin's palms collapsed instantly like a ruin.
"Puff!"
That sword broke through his palm and slashed directly in his chest.
Zhao Jin, who was leaping up to attack, struck the ground with a sword, bleeding from his chest, and a low breath. This sword severely injured him on the spot. The wound was deeply visible, and the blood flowed like a drip, and he couldn't stop it at all.
According to this kind of injury, Zhao Jin could not survive.
This time, Chu Linguang used a killer move as soon as he shot, and what he wanted was a joy!
The Zhao family united with the Ye family and wanted to be an enemy of him, so how could Chu Linguang be soft-hearted.
Now it was him who wanted Zhao Xun'er to surrender, not Zhao Xun'er continuing to think about how to make him surrender.
"uncle!"
Zhao Xun'er screamed, tears coming down instantly.
Naturally, she could see the severity of Zhao Jin's injury at a glance.
"Chu Linguang, you killed Song Wenbing and wounded my uncle like this again. My Zhao family and you are at odds. I will not be merciful to you anymore."
Zhao Xun'er has blood red eyes.
Turning to face Gu Jiang Kun, "Master, kill Chu Linguang!"
"The teacher has long wanted to kill him."
Gujiang Kun's eyes burst out with blood-colored rainbow lights.
His killing intent on Chu Linguang had already reached materialization.
Hidden and tucked away.
When he approached Chu Linguang in an instant, his inner strength exploded from his feet, forming a halo in the air, and kicking Chu Linguang with one kick. This was the peak strength of the powerhouse of the gods, and one kick was enough to severely wound a group of great masters.
Gu Jiang Kun's strength has already entered the Divine Realm of the prefecture level.
Plus it comes from a family.
The martial arts practiced is even more unfathomable.
He thought that Ye Chenning Xuanyuan would also temporarily avoid the edge when he met with this body of cultivation.
He has proud capital.
There is even more power to lay down a dead body for ten miles.
In a small place like Zhangchuan City, Chu Linguang was repeatedly humiliated, which he had never imagined before.
So his shot is a big killer move.
The martial arts and supernatural powers from the ancient family have reached the sky.
This footfall is like the Taishan smashing down, unstoppable, enough to destroy an unknown number of great masters, even those of the same level of the gods, do not dare to resist.
Zhao Xun'er and the dying Zhao Jin watched this scene, and they all knew that Chu Linguang was bound to die, and his previous tactics, under the foot of Gu Jiang Kun, everything looked pale and weak.
However, Chu Linguang, who was covered by this foot, was not afraid at all, with a calm expression on his face, strode out, and blasted his fist towards the sky.
Pour the power of Dzogchen Divine Realm into his fist, and slam his fist on the sole of Gu Jiang Kun's foot.
"boom!"
The whole island seemed to be shaking.
The Gujiang Kun in the air turned around twice in the air and landed on its original position.
Chu Linguang's legs reached the base of his calf and sank into the ground.
With this punch, he simply used his true essence to hardly resist the ancient sauce kun's footsteps, without the blessing of martial arts, and pure true essence resistance, Chu Linguang suffered a dark loss, but it was just that his arm was sore and numb.
As for the ancient sauce Kun, although he calmly fell to the distance, his powerful blow was received by Chu Linguang with a punch, and his face was even more ugly. At the same time, the soles of his feet seemed to burst.
The power of Chu Linguang's punch just now seemed to be able to blast his feet in an instant, and he had to take Chu Linguang seriously.
"this..."
And full of expectation, Zhao Xun'er and Zhao Jin, who thought Chu Linguang would be smashed by Gu Jiang Kun, were unexpectedly shocked and looked back and forth between Chu Linguang and Gu Jiang Kun inexplicably.
"What a powerful family, I think it's nothing more than that."
Chu Linguang wiped his fists.
Withdraw his feet from the pit.
Raise a hand, cut it down with a sword.
"Let me see how strong you are!"
He yelled.
The sword light burst from the fingertips, the pure true essence, gathered into a sword, forming a dazzling sword light, and with a whistle, it went straight to the key point of the ancient sauce.
Still shocked by how could Chu Linguang and He De be able to catch the ancient sauce kun who was on his feet, seeing this scene, the qi was released to form a circular mask, followed by a pointer, and a black spot was formed on the fingertips. .
This is another magical power of the ancient family, a little more spiritual.
The penetrating power is extremely strong, it can break through the body defense of the strong in the gods, and cause terrible damage to the viscera of the strong in the gods.