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Chapter 682 The Great Escape

How could this happen?! The four of them, Li Cang, Gong Kui, Zhu Qing, and Li Yuehua, looked at Chen Yu who was safe and sound, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Li Cang and Li Yuehua may not have a direct or profound understanding of Tiandao Sect's unique Heavenly Will technique, but as Gong Kui and Zhu Qing who practice this technique, they understand it very well.

Just now, Gongkui Gongkui exerted his divine will skills with all his strength, shattering the majestic and huge mountains, evaporating all the rivers, and leaving an astonishing cactus mark on the earth.

Not to mention the ordinary monks at the late stage of the Golden Core, even those at the peak of the Golden Core were caught off guard and received such a slap. They were either dead or crippled. However, Chen Yu was intact, and even the green clothes on his body were not stained.

Too much dust on it.

In an instant, an unprecedented sense of fear enveloped Gongkui's heart. He made a decisive decision and shouted in a deep voice: "Run!"

Under the night, the four divine rainbows were like meteors falling into the world, piercing the sky with extreme speed.

However, above the broken territory, Chen Yu slowly stretched out his right hand and wiped away some dust on his green clothes. After that, he gently raised his head, looked at the rainbow light that had reached the horizon, and said with a cold face: "Run, poor poor man."

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This was a bloody scene. A very thin and long sword energy cut off Gong Kui's right arm as he was escaping like a wind blade.

Broken arms fell from the sky, and a large amount of blood rained down. The air was filled with a faint smell of blood, making people sick to smell it.

"Elder Gong, the mysterious spiritual world is vast, billions of miles away, but it's a pity that there is no hiding place for you in this world." A cold-blooded voice, carried by the strong wind, floated into Gong Kui's ears like the judgment of a devil.

Gong Kui looked back and saw no trace of Chen Yu at all, which meant that this demonic cultivator was far away from him, slashing a sword energy and saying a word.

Gongkui knew that he could not escape Chen Yu at all. After taking a look at the virgin forest stretching for thousands of miles under his feet, Gongkui gritted his teeth and rushed in.

After landing, Gong Kui looked around. The ancient trees here were towering, and the environment was pitch black. It was really hard to see what was going on. However, a late-stage Jindan boss like Gong Kui could easily see what was around him.

Arriving at the foot of an ancient tree, Gongkui staggered and sat down. He stretched out his left hand and tapped the broken arm of his right hand several times to stop the injury and stop the blood from flowing.

Holding back the bone-chilling pain, Gongkui used a secret skill in the Heavenly Will Skill. Gradually, his breath became ethereal, until it finally disappeared completely. He could not even hear his breathing, and even his heartbeat became fainter.

Half an hour ago, Chen Yu caught up with the four fleeing people. In order to buy time, Li Cang turned back and struggled with Chen Yu.

Gong Kui, Li Yuehua, and Zhu Qing, who continued to escape, have separated, because this way the chance of success will be greater.

At this moment, Gong Kui only hoped that Chen Yu would not waste time searching for him after killing Li Cang, Zhu Qing, and Li Yuehua.

After living for so long, this was the first time that Gongkui was hunted by someone. He had never experienced the thrilling feeling of rapid heartbeat and trembling all over, like a very hungry wolf chasing its prey.



After about a moment of burning incense, Gongkui, who had already become one with the surrounding environment, suddenly noticed something was wrong.

A gust of wind blew from behind, picking up the dead leaves on the ground and messing up his hair.

Gongkui thought of something and turned around suddenly. He saw a golden light from the far horizon, piercing the sky like thunder and lightning, speeding towards him.

That is... Gu Tian Ge, the natal magic weapon belonging to Li Cang, the leader of the Liuhe Sect. At this moment, there is a bloody human head stuck on Gu Tian Ge Ge, like a bright red candied haws. It is Li Cang. He has already

Killed by Chen Yu.

Golden thunder and lightning surged in, aiming at Gongkui's heart!

Gu Tiange was still far away, but the murderous intent breathed out by Ge Jian was like a light of destruction, making Gong Kui's heart sting. His skin seemed to be torn, his bones were about to turn into dust, and his heart was twitching violently.

With.

Gongkui's brain and consciousness reacted and wanted to escape, but his body was frozen in place, unable to move.

With a bang, among the lightning and flint, Gu Tian Ge violently pierced the ancient tree in front of Gong Kui.

The huge ancient tree, which required four strong men to embrace it, was split into two in an instant. As wood chips flew everywhere, the tip of the ancient tree pierced Gongkui's heart, and flew Gongkui's body for a long distance before stopping.

At this moment, Gong Kui was nailed to a huge blue stone by Gu Tiange. The severe pain made the second elder of Tiandao Sect howl miserably. He held Gu Tiange in both hands and used up all the strength in his body. Unfortunately, he couldn't do it at all.

Can't pull it out.

Li Cang's still-grinding head was so close that Gongkui's soul was shattered.

A divine rainbow descended, and the rainbow light faded away, revealing Chen Yu's expressionless face.

"Chen Xianchang, please let me go. After I go back, I, Gongkui, will definitely set up a longevity tablet for you, burn incense and pray for blessings day and night." Gongkui was afraid after all. In his eyes, this casual cultivator was like a ghost in the underworld.

Demonic, cruel, cold-blooded, and violent.

Chen Yu shook his head and said: "I understand best the principle of eradicating the grass and root causes, and I also told you that I, Chen Yu, like to be reasonable when doing things."

"I hope you can understand that you were the first to use force against me, and I was just forced to defend myself."

"Since Elder Gong doesn't like to reason, then I have to obey you."

With a clang, Chen Yu pulled out the Chunjun sword and said, "Headmaster Li left not long ago. Elder Gong, if you work harder, you might be able to catch up. You can have a companion even if you go to hell." yyls

"No, if you kill me, I, the master of Tiandao Sect, will not let you go." Gongkui screamed.

With a bang, the sword light flashed away, and a big head flew into the air. After crossing a beautiful parabola, it hit the ground heavily among the dead leaves.

Looking at Gongkui's headless body, Chen Yu said calmly: "Don't worry, it won't take long, I will make Tiandao Sect become a memory in the Xuanling World."

"Anyone who dares to offend me, whether a monk or a god, only deserves to live in the classics."



More than an hour passed, Zhu Qing held Li Yuehua's hand, and the two of them had flown thousands of miles away, completely away from the previous battle site.

By a small stream, Zhu Qing and Li Yuehua had already used their skills to force out the sword fragments from their bodies.

After swallowing the healing pill, Zhu Qing sat on a piece of bluestone and breathed a sigh of relief, "With such a long distance, that madman shouldn't be able to catch up."

Li Yuehua was dressed in white clothes stained with blood. As the apple of the eye of the leader of the Liuhe Sect and the fiancée of the young master of the Tiandao Sect, everything this woman enjoys is of the best.

Before, no matter who he met, even if it was the other talented disciples from the six major sects, Li Yuehua was used to being aloof.

She was like a proud white swan, looking down at the toads struggling in the rotten mud, but today, Chen Yu taught her a very vivid lesson.

Even people as respected as her, Li Yuehua, including Zhu Qing, would one day be hunted down by a small cultivator until they were as embarrassed as a bereaved dog.


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