Reborn invincible in the city

Chapter 111 Yanyang Kill
"roll!"

With a cold snort, Chu Qiu's body was billowed with violent wind and rain.

Even a mere grandmaster dares to challenge him, so be too confident!

He didn't bother to argue with such a grandmaster, he was just an ant, why bother talking nonsense with such an ant.

The sudden wave of air rushed towards Cao Long. Seeing this, Cao Long hurriedly put his hands on his chest. A burst of purple light appeared in front of him. The purple light formed an iron wall of defense in the blink of an eye, like a big bell. All covered in it.

Click!

A crisp sound came from the top of the big clock, and the fine lines of cracks were densely covered on the big clock. In an instant, the defense that was comparable to a copper wall and iron wall was shattered, and even the Cao Long people flew towards the rear.

A mouthful of old blood was spilled in the air, and he didn't even understand it, so he was blown out like this?
Innately strong, is it really so terrifying?
The group of people who had been thrown into the air before Chu Qiu came in all got up now, and their eyes focused on Cao Long who flew out backwards.

Is the gap so big?

They all knew very well that Cao Long was in charge of the punishment hall of their Cao family. He was a three-turn master and possessed great strength.

Looking at their Cao family, Cao Long's strength is also one of the few, except for those a few high-ranking elders, Cao Long is definitely one of the few strong people in their Cao family who often enter the world.

At that moment, the way the members of the Cao family looked at Chu Qiu changed.

Instilled by Cao Long's ideas before, they all thought that Chu Qiu was a congenital powerhouse who did not deserve the name, and they must have used insidious means to win the battle against Mo Wencang.

Seeing it with their own eyes at this moment, they realized how stupid they were before. Just by humming slightly, Cao Long, a master of great masters, could vomit blood and fly backwards, showing his true strength. powerful.

Putting Wang Zitao down, Chu Qiu walked towards Cao Long.

When everyone saw Chu Qiu walking towards Cao Long, they all dispersed, not daring to stay by Cao Long's side.

Chu Qiu's strength was obvious to all of them, and they were still blocking Chu Qiu at this time, so it wasn't that the old birthday star hanged himself—wasn't he impatient to live.

Cao Long was lying on the ground in a state of anger, his eyes were full of horror, seeing Chu Qiu who was walking towards him step by step, his body trembled.

Innate, genuine innate!

Before seeing Chu Qiu, a hundred thousand people in his heart did not believe that such a brat would be an innate strongman, even if he started to practice in the womb, he would not be able to make such progress.

Now that he really saw Chu Qiu, he realized that the world is so big and there are so many strange things in the world, and it is not something a frog in a well like him can comment on.

The inability of one person to become an innate at such an age does not mean that others cannot. Others can do it, but oneself cannot. It only proves that one's talent is still dull and not hard enough.

"You said you were from the Cao family?"

Chu Qiu raised his brows lightly, his cold and heartless pupils fell on Cao Long, and asked indifferently.

His words were full of evil spirit, like the cold of winter made everyone present shudder.

A lot of evil energy mainly fell on Cao Long. He writhed and struggled on the ground, trying to get up but finally unable to do anything.

Feeling the coldness in Chu Qiu's words, Cao Long woke up suddenly, as if he had offended a great god who could not be offended!
Facing Chu Qiu's question, his confidence just now was gone, and he couldn't even muster up the courage to answer a sentence, which shocked all the Cao family around him.

Grandmaster and strong man, he was so frightened that he lost his courage and lost the courage to answer.

"Forget it, since you don't want to answer, I'll come to the door to ask for an explanation in the future!"

Chu Qiu let out a long sigh, looking very desolate and lonely.

All of a sudden, he stepped on Cao Long's body with a sudden force. The floor under Cao Long's body was shaken apart with great force, and Cao Long's whole body was embedded in the floor.

Cao Long's flesh and blood was torn apart a lot by the floor, and blood sprayed up from under the floor, accompanied by some faint groans of pain.

"However, the matter of hurting my disciple can't be left alone."

Chu Qiu changed the topic, and in an instant, he was like a demon god returning from Jiuyou, with an ominous aura around him, and it seemed that there were a hundred thousand demon gods dancing wildly around him.

"I once said that if I hurt someone around me, I will destroy his family. Your Cao family will come down to accompany you in the future. You are the chief culprit, so I will use you today!"

Chu Qiu clasped his palms together, and the robe on his body would move automatically without wind.

A dense light emerged from his closed palms, the light was not very strong, and there was even some soft light.

Judging by the naked eye alone, this dense and soft light seems powerless, just like the softness of an incandescent lamp.

However, no one can really feel the majesty and chill behind this softness.

Yanyang kills!

The name behind the ambiguity in Chu Qiu's hand at this time, this technique is also one of the few techniques he created when he was at the peak of his previous life.

In his last life, he collected the scriptures of all races, and he has absorbed enough experience from the scriptures of all races, thus deriving the Supreme Sutra.

Yanyang killing is a technique that can be used by the Supreme Sutra in the stage of cultivating the mind. It takes the essence of the scorching sun, absorbs the soul of the starry sky, gathers the coldness of the nine secluded worlds, and becomes the final killing of Yanyang.

From the meaning, this move is a very domineering move, but in fact, from the specific effect, this technique exists for the purpose of torturing people.

This kind of technique combines the essence of the scorching sun, the soul of the starry sky, and the cold darkness of the Nine Nethers, so that people who are haunted by these kinds of techniques can feel the integration of these three all the time, and it will not really kill people. Let that person personally experience what is a harsher punishment than Ling Chi.

Just one of them is enough to make many real immortals unbearable. At this time, the three are integrated together, and Cao Long is an ordinary person, and it is even more impossible to bear it.

Now that he hasn't concentrated his mind, he can't condense his spiritual thoughts. Forcibly using such a technique will put a huge burden on his body.

However, someone offended his ancient supreme majesty, and this matter cannot be let go.

The dense and soft light became enough, and Chu Qiu suddenly spread his hands away again, and tapped dozens of times with his fingertips in the light, and every time he tapped, a mark was imprinted in the light.

When Cao Long saw the scene in front of him, he was so frightened that he almost lost his wits. He had a feeling somewhere that something very unbearable would happen next.

"Chu Qiu, as a congenitally strong person, if you want to kill me, you will do whatever you want. Do you still want to use such means to humiliate me?"

Cao Long shouted loudly, he was stuck on the floor and couldn't even flinch.

"You are not qualified to humiliate me!"

Chu Qiu smiled contemptuously, spread his hands completely, and the soft light covered Cao Long.

At the same time, Chu Qiu's cold voice sounded beside Cao Long's ears.

"In my name, the order of the supreme, the essence of Chiyang, kill!"

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