"Do it, damn it!" Chu Jie was hit by the tall Chu Tietu and staggered backwards. He could no longer stand firm. The blue light waves lingering on him shattered, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

A thousand people from the Chu family threw down their weapons and hugged Chu Jie.

Thousands of Chu private troops rushed up, surrounded by the ten thousand generals and escorted Chu Jie to the gate of Qishan Academy.

Chu Tietu stood there motionless, looking at the old man in black who was placing lightning light on his hands. His left shoulder armor shattered, and a large piece of flesh and blood on his shoulder was burned by the bursting lightning. A large piece of flesh turned into ash, revealing the gray-green bones below.

"The person who comes is a common name!" Chu Tietu pointed at the old man in black with a long sword in hand, as if he could not feel the severe pain of the wound on his shoulder, and grinned: "I, Chu Tietu, Chu, will not kill the unknown person!"

"Daqin, the secret pavilion of the Lutian Pavilion, the master of the Lei tribe Pavilion, Shang Yun!" The old man in black was covered with black air, and countless extremely thin lightning flashed rapidly in the black air. He stared at Chu Tietu and shouted sternly: "All people from the Chu family, damn it!"

Chu Tietu chuckled, he raised the long knife in his hand, stretched out his tongue and licked the blade, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

Countless figures from all directions shot up their hands, and the crossbow arrows in the sky continued to cover the Chu private army with a terrifying sonic sound. In the dense sword shadows, more than a dozen Chu Tietu's figures appeared in almost the same square at the same time.

The long sword was like light, cracking the void. In the flash of the sword, dozens of figures holding dragon-killing crossbows rolled up and flew up. Their bodies exploded into pieces in the air, but no blood splashed down.

The long sword in Chu Tietu's hand turned into a strange blood color, and the sword light was like blood, sucking away all the essence and blood in these people's bodies. The terrible cold air freezes their flesh and blood, and the scattered corpses fell to the ground and made a muffled sound, blowing them into ice chips all over the ground.

Killing dozens of people with one sword, the wound on Chu Tietu quickly squirmed, reborn and healing at a terrible speed. The blood light of the long sword in his hand dimmed a little, and the wound on his shoulder healed a little. This strange long sword can actually grab the essence and blood of others and feedback the sword master.

Chu Tietu was hoarse and cold laughter covered the entire Qishan Academy Square: "Da Qin? The Secret Pavilion of the Lutian? Are these old antiques from many years ago? In this world, does anyone remember that there was a country called Da Qin?"

Shang Yun's eyes were covered with a layer of blurred lightning, and the lightning rushed like water, making Shang Yun's eyes look less like humans, but rather like a demon god. He stared at Chu Tietu who was killing in the square, and whispered to himself: "How come no one remembers Daqin? Daqin has always been in our hearts!"

The black crystal ball in his hand flew slowly, and Shang Yun shouted softly, spitting out a blood column from his mouth and sprayed it onto the crystal ball.

There was a loud "crack" sound, like dozens of dry thunders exploded above the head at the same time. Hundreds of lightning lights spewed out of the black crystal ball, rushing towards the Chu private army that was retreating rapidly like a tide.

Chu Tietu and several thousands of Chu generals rebuked each other at the same time. Their bodies flashed and turned into dozens of afterimages to block the lightning that surged like a tide. The sword and sword shadows formed a thick iron wall, blocking most of the lightning.

A small half of the electric light broke into the Chu private army. The electric light fell on the thick armor. The electric light pulled away the thin and long currents. Countless currents formed a huge power grid, covering more than 300 Chu private soldiers.

The bodies of these soldiers were trembling violently, and the terrible electric current was shuttled through their bodies. Their skin became charred in a very short time. The huge pain made these private soldiers hissing and people kept falling to the ground.

The Chu private army's dense defensive formation was broken, and crossbow arrows roaring from all directions happily penetrated into their team.

The terrifying crossbow arrow pierced through the thick armor, and the harsh metal explosion made people's eardrums hurt. Even the loud thunder from the black crystal ball could not cover up the sound of the armor's collapse.

Large pieces of human bodies were knocked away by powerful crossbow arrows, and blood splattered. These flying human bodies were constantly hit by waves of crossbow arrows in the air. Their bodies were trembling violently and trembled wildly. The armor was penetrated and their bodies were penetrated. The crossbow arrows as thick as thumbs brought out transparent holes after transparent holes on them.

In the blink of an eye, the Chu family's private army was killed by a crossbow formation, protecting Chu Jie's ten thousand people running towards the gate of the academy were exposed to countless crossbowmen.

Chu Tietu's hissing sounded, and he pulled out a long gray mist. The cold mist wrapped around Chu Tietu's body and quickly circled around several tens of thousands of people who protected Chu Jie. With the sound of "crack", a gray ice wall of about three meters in diameter condensed out of thin air. The ice wall as thick as three feet shone with cold light, protecting Chu Jie and several tens of thousands of people in the middle.

Countless crossbow arrows hit like heavy rain, and the dense collision sounds were connected into a circle, and the "ding" sounds were endless. Countless crossbow arrows hit the ice wall, instantly chiseling thousands of holes the size of fists on the ice wall.

Large pieces of ice chips splashed, Chu Tietu's hissings roared, and then he circled around the ice wall again. The cold mist behind him condensed a thicker ice wall again.

Chu Tietu was only concerned about protecting Chu Jie. Shang Yun, who was spying on the side, smiled and waved his sleeves. Two small scimitars that were only the length of a middle finger flew out from his sleeve with dazzling lightning lightning, drawing two extremely turbulent arcs, and attacking Chu Tietu silently.

Several Chu family members who were resisting the lightning from the black crystal ball, saw the two scimitars. They opened their mouths to remind Chu Tietu, but the scimitars flew too fast, so fast that their voices could not catch up.

With a muffled groan, Chu Tietu, who was running wildly, was hit by two scimitars. The scimitar hit him from the back of his heart and broke out from his chest. The rapidly rotating scimitar carried the terrifying thunder force, almost scalding his lungs.

The two transparent wounds on Chu Tietu's chest were the size of a fist, but not much blood flew out. The blood in his chest was evaporated by lightning. Only two white steam visible to the naked eye was sprayed out with the high temperature.

Chu Tietu turned around without saying a word and looked at Shang Yun, grinned and smiled mysteriously, blocking a wave of crossbow arrows falling towards Chu Jie with his body.

The gate of the Yishan Academy was violently blasted open, and the fragments of the door flew in in a rush. A large group of Chu private troops in heavy armor carried heavy "mountain signs" that would only be used during city defense warfare, and rushed into the Yishan Academy like a black tide.

The "Shanpai" is 1 twelve feet high, 6 twelve feet wide and 2 twelve feet thick, like a hill, and is made of metal all over the body, making it a city defense weapon.

Dozens of "mountain signs" were formed into two rows, easily blocking the crossbow arrows that were attacking from all directions.
Chapter completed!