Return of the Divine Emperor

Chapter 233: Yanlong Palace!

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After reacting, I was sweating and my hands and feet were cold.

On the stone wall a hundred meters away, the silver spear reflected an icy glow in the sunlight.

Song Ding, a first-class human emperor, was now nailed to the stone wall with a silver spear. His body swayed in the wind, like a rag doll, without any dignity at all.

At this time, everyone felt something and looked at the same place at the same time.

I saw a young figure walking slowly.

When the other party approached, Zhan Hu's eyes suddenly widened with strong surprise.

"gentlemen!"

Chu Xun looked at Zhan Hu, nodded slightly and said, "Long time no see."

After saying that, with a flick of his finger, a beam of purple energy entered Zhan Hu's body.

"Thank you sir!" Zhan Hu quickly thanked him. The purple energy entered his body and was quickly restoring his strength.

Chu Xun chuckled and shook his head.

Yan Chong and others stared at Chu Xun closely, thinking secretly.

Chu Xun waved, and the silver gun flew back. Song Ding's body slipped from the stone wall, staining the stone wall with blood all the way.

With the spear in his hand, it shook slightly and made a buzzing sound. The tip of the spear was pointed at Yan Chong, and then moved towards Zuo Ziqiu.

"You two, come together." Chu Xun said.

"Who is your Excellency?" Yan Chong asked.

Although there was no internal energy fluctuation in Chu Xun's body, the two of them didn't dare to be careless at all? He killed Song Ding with one shot. Although it was a sneak attack, it was undeniable that this man was definitely a ruthless person.

"Are you scared?" After saying that, with a sneer, the silver gun was inserted into the bottom and he took two steps forward. "Is that okay now?"

Lei Bao and Qiao Widow were stunned. They were going to fight Yan Chong and Zuo Ziqiu with their bare hands.

Only Zhan Hu's eyes were hot, and Chu Xun could be seen taking action again. After more than ten years, I wonder where he has reached now

Yan Chong and Zuo Ziqiu looked at each other with ugly expressions. In their opinion, Chu Xun was too arrogant. One person faced off against two Human Emperors, and Yan Chong also had a secret treasure in his hand. No matter how you look at it, it looks like you are courting death.

Uh-huh!

Zuo Ziqiu's sword was cold and pointed at Chu Xun.

Yan Chong also took a step forward, and the Bagua Bronze Mirror in his hand began to emit golden light.

"No matter who you are? Anyone who kills me from the Sifang Sword Sect will die today." Zuo Ziqiu's long sword roared like a bloodthirsty snake.

Chu Xun chuckled and said, "You talk too much."

Zuo Ziqiu swung his long sword, as fast as lightning, the tip of the sword flickered with light, and with one step, the ground exploded and he stabbed towards Chu Xun.

Before the sword arrives, the sword energy reaches his body and his skin becomes cold.

Chu Xun raised his hand, filled with purple energy, and punched lightly.

puff!

The sword light at the tip of the sword was scattered by a punch, extinguished like fireworks. Then, his fist hit the tip of the sword, making a metallic collision sound and sparks flying everywhere.

Zuo Ziqiu's expression suddenly changed. The opponent's fist was as strong as black iron. The sword in his hand was as sharp as iron but could not pierce the opponent's palm. Then, the next moment, a tyrannical force surged down the sword like a tide.

He hurriedly used his energy to counterattack, only to hear a "dong" impact, and ripples of energy visible to the naked eye spread. He groaned and was knocked backwards repeatedly, the ground beneath his feet cracking. He didn't completely let go of the tyrannical force until he had retreated dozens of meters.

Zuo Ziqiu's eyes were full of fear. The opponent's power was so overwhelming that it paralyzed half of his body and made his sword arm tremble.

Seeing Zuo Ziqiu being knocked back by a punch, Yan Chong, who was about to take action, couldn't help but stagnate.

Lei Bao and Qiao Widow looked at Chu Xun dumbfounded. How powerful is it to knock Zuo Ziqiu away with one punch? Moreover, this person was so young that the two of them were filled with shock.

Only Zhan Hu's breathing was rapid and his eyes were hot, and he felt that all this was natural.

"You're too weak." Chu Xun said, without any hint of teasing. Zuo Ziqiu's cultivation was far behind Cui Xingyi of the Sifang Sword Sect whom he killed before.

Zuo Ziqiu's face turned red and his eyes were dark. He is the Human Emperor, how has he ever been so despised

"Arrogant." He shouted angrily.

The long sword was filled with coldness, and countless sword flowers appeared on its face. The tip of the sword was flying in the air, as if it was piercing the water, and the air was violently stirred.

Uh-huh!

Dense sword shadows appeared all over the sky, thousands of swords roared together, and the sword energy soared into the sky, which was spectacular and terrifying.

"Wanying Sword, kill!"

Following Zuo Ziqiu's loud shout, the sword shadows all over the sky moved, the sword light flickered, and the chill was biting, roaring towards Chu Xun.

Chu Xun chuckled. He had been taught the Ten Thousand Shadows Sword more than once. It seemed that the sword skills of the Sifang Sword Sect were very lacking.

Chu Xun raised his hand and wrote in the air, with a comfortable posture and a simple iron painting and silver hook.

Boom!

As the last stroke fell, there was a roar in the void, cold murderous intent swept across, and a purple word "kill" appeared in the sky.

The secret of killing.

Chu Xun stretched out his finger.

The word "kill" roared, and the evil spirit filled the air. The word that was originally the size of a fist swelled in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it became the size of a dining table, and flew out with a chilling murderous intention that made people's hearts tremble.

Bang bang...!

When the sword shadow hit the word "kill", it suddenly exploded like fireworks all over the sky, deafening and deafening, and a terrifying storm shook.

The huge purple light with the word "kill" flashed, and every sword energy was shattered when it hit it. It was simply unstoppable, and the murderous intent was overwhelming. Crushed all the way and pushed sideways, all the sword energy was scattered and extinguished.

Zuo Ziqiu's face became panicked and he hurriedly retreated. The word "kill" came like lightning and hit the place where he was standing before.

boom!

A terrifying big explosion, earth-shattering, the earth exploded and covered the sky, and terrifying cracks spread on the ground.

Zuo Ziqiu was fast, but he was still blown away by the storm and opened his mouth to vomit blood.

At the same time, there were bursts of dragon roars, and eight golden dragons attacked Chu Xun.

Yan Chong repeated his old tricks and wanted to sneak attack Chu Xun.

Chu Xun stretched out his arms, making a crackling sound like exploding beans. The bones in his body resonated, and the golden light was blazing. It was mixed with the Hongmeng purple energy and seeped out along the pores, dressing him in a purple-gold battle suit.

The next moment, Chu Xunren had already rushed high into the sky, making fist seals with his hands, and bursts of dragon roars came from his body, which was very strange.

With a punch, the purple energy rolled and roared into the air.

Bang!

A golden dragon shadow exploded, and the sky was filled with gold stars, which were quickly extinguished.

Bang bang...!

The punches were like a gust of wind and rain, seven punches in a row, and the remaining seven golden dragons exploded in response.

Chu Xun refracted in the air and punched Yan Chong, and a purple fist print burst out.

boom!

Yan Chong's body-protecting Qi was defeated, and the purple fist mark hit his chest, sending him flying. The Bagua Bronze Mirror in his hand was also knocked out of his hand.

Chu Xun stretched out his hand and the bronze mirror flew up and landed in his hand.

Both Lei Bao and Qiao Widow were dumbfounded. It was so terrifying and so powerful.

"Return the secret treasure to me." Yan Chong fell to the ground, his energy and blood surged, and he almost spurted blood. Seeing that the secret treasure that he had finally obtained was in Chu Xun's hands, he rushed over to take it back.

Buzz!

The golden glow of the Bagua Bronze Mirror skyrocketed to a frightening level, and the surrounding area was covered in gold for hundreds of meters.

The eight dragon chants resounded throughout the heaven and earth, shocking the hearts and souls. Immediately afterwards, eight golden dragons crossed the sky, and the terrifying dragon power spread. Even Thunderstorm and Qiao Widow felt as if a huge stone was pressing on their chests, making it difficult to breathe. Yan Chong, who was the first to bear the brunt, felt as if he was stuck in a swamp, his forehead was dripping with sweat and his movements were slow.

Chu Xun raised his hand and pressed down in the air.

Eight golden dragons swooped down with fierce power, and the oppressive ground exploded.

Yan Chong's eyes were about to burst, his whole body was stiff, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

The eight dragon shadows soared into the sky with golden light, and fell with overwhelming power.

Boom boom...!

Eight consecutive earth-shattering explosions made the entire Maple Forest Mountain Canyon tremble violently, and the smoke rolled like waves, covering the sky and the sun.

After a long time, the smoke and dust dissipated, and everyone stared at it with different expressions on their faces.

Yan Chong was seen frozen like a stone sculpture, unscathed. A few dozen meters behind him, a large pit with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared on the ground.

Plop!

Yan Chong's legs weakened and he collapsed to the ground. He really thought he was dead just now. When the Human Emperor faced death, he was no different from ordinary people.

When the eight golden dragons roared past his body, he definitely felt the destructive power. If it really fell on him, he wouldn't be able to hold even two of them and he would be blasted to pieces.

Chu Xun chuckled, slightly mockingly.

"Who are you?" Zuo Ziqiu's clothes were stained with blood and he held his sword to the ground.

"Chu Xun."

Chu Xun said.

"Demon King Chu."

"Chu ruthless people."

Thunderstorm and Pretty Widow exclaimed in unison.

The news that Chu Xunlian killed the Human Emperor has spread throughout the martial arts world, and it is difficult for them not to know about the shadow of the famous tree.

Yan Chong took a breath of cold air and felt horrified.

Zuo Ziqiu's eyes widened in shock, no wonder it was so scary.

Chu Xun put away the Bagua Bronze Mirror in his hand, glanced at Yan Chong, and said, "This belongs to my friend."

Yan Chong was shocked and almost cried, secretly thinking that he was unlucky.

"I'm here to take over Yanlong Palace." Chu Xun expressed his intention.

Thunderstorm and Pretty Widow looked at each other.

Yan Chong and Zuo Ziqiu didn't even dare to raise their heads and remained silent.

"If you guys have any opinions, feel free to put them forward." Chu Xun said indifferently.

"I have no objection. The Purple Phoenix Group firmly supports you in controlling Yanlong Palace." The happiest person was Zhan Hu, who responded hurriedly.

The pretty widow's beautiful eyes flashed, she smiled and said: "Chu Mo... God is in charge of Yanlong Palace, and I, the Fire Fox Team, have no objection."

The pretty widow is very smart. No one can stop Chu Xun from taking charge of Yanlong Palace today.

Chu Xun nodded slightly at her. Then with a flick of her finger, a streak of purple energy penetrated into her eyebrows.

The pretty widow's face suddenly changed, and then she was filled with surprise, "Thank you!"

Lei Bao's expression kept changing, and he subconsciously looked at Pretty Widow. When he saw her winking at him, he understood immediately, clasped his fists and said, "I, the Fenglei Team, are also willing to support Chu Shen in taking charge of Yanlong Palace."

Chu Xun nodded, and the same purple energy shot into his body to help treat his injuries.

"I am also willing to follow God Chu." Yan Chong said hurriedly, and after speaking, he looked at Chu Xun anxiously.

Lei Bao and Qiao Widow also looked at Chu Xun nervously, because Chu Xun's reputation was rumored to be not very good.

Seeing that Chu Xun remained silent, Yan Chong became more and more nervous, and his heart almost jumped into his throat.

Everyone present knew that Chu Xun was not a soft-hearted master.

Yan Chong had sweat on his forehead and his whole body was shaking nervously, like a prisoner waiting for execution.

"I accept your following." Chu Xun suddenly said.

Yan Chong was startled, then his face became ecstatic, and he exhaled heavily. If Chu Xun didn't say anything, he would collapse. Chu Xun's coercion enveloped him, like Mount Tai pressing down on top, it was so terrifying.

Qiao Widow and Lei Bao glanced at each other, and both saw the shock in the other's eyes, and they were also a little sad. They were so dignified, but they were so suppressed that they didn't dare to resist. It was really sad.

"Take a drop of your blood." Chu Xun said.

Yan Chong was puzzled, but he quickly forced out a drop of blood from his fingertips.

Chu Xun waved, and the blood floated over. He quickly formed a seal, and the red glow of the drop of blood surged, becoming more and more blazing.

After a moment, he flicked his finger and the blood fell into Yan Chong's brow.

Yan Chong's body trembled, and he felt like there was something more in his mind? There is a chilly feeling on my back.

"Come here." Chu Xun said to Zuo Ziqiu.

Zuo Ziqiu was helpless, he was seriously injured, and he knew that there was no hope of escaping in front of Chu Xun, so he could only come over reluctantly.

Chu Xun also took a drop of his blood, formed a seal, and then punched it between his eyebrows.

"What did you do to me?" Zuo Ziqiu felt hairs on his back. He felt the same as Yan Chong. His back was cold, as if there was a knife pressed against the back of his head, as if he was about to end his life at any time.