The cold wind whistled. The night wind that was about to enter the depths of winter did not lack a trace of coldness. It unscrupulously swept through the mountain range that had been destroyed by the sword qi!
The two people who were stopped by Chang Wuyuan did not move at all. They knew that this young man was not joking, and at the same time, he never had the habit of joking!
Chu Li was confused. She did not know why he would do such an abnormal thing. She had heard of this genius killer named Chang Wuyuan before. When he was on a mission, he would never retract his sword without seeing blood!
However, he was acting so abnormally today. She could not help but ask herself: "What's wrong with him? Shouldn't I be dead?"
Chang Wuyuan's actions caused the nearby Chang Xie Manor and Chang Lingwei to be greatly shocked. They did not know why this young King of Assassins, who was known as the cold-faced Asura, would abandon his sword in such an abnormal manner.
Seeing this scene, Chang Lingwei took a step forward and shouted angrily,""How dare you, Chang Wuyuan. Do you know the consequences of doing this? Have you forgotten the Clan Leader's orders?"
Before Chang Wuyuan could reply, Chang Xie Fu nodded his head slightly.""Fourth brother, although we are not biological brothers, as the eldest brother, I hope you can calm down. Don't forget the basic qualities of being an assassin. Moreover, the patriarch also thinks highly of you.”
Chang Wuyuan's expression did not change. He still held his injured left shoulder tightly and said indifferently,""Wuyuan seemed to have said just now that I would bear a bramble and apologize to the patriarch, so I'll have to trouble Big Brother and Second Brother not to worry about me. However, Wuyuan still has to thank Big Brother for his concern!”
"Humph! To put it nicely, since you don't want them, it doesn't mean that the two of us won't accept them. Therefore, they won't be able to live past tonight!”As he spoke, Chang Lingwei released the pressure of his third stage Sword Saint. Although it was not as strong as the eighth stage Chang Wuyuan, it was not something that ordinary people could resist. Any Sword Saint was absolutely terrifying!
Just look at the pained expressions of the two followers of the Sword Emperor!
The pressure of the Changlingwei Swordmaster made the injured Chu Li spit out a mouthful of blood. Her already pale face turned even paler!
Looking at Chu Li's paler face, Chang Wuyuan suddenly felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. It was as if he was watching the other party suffer, and he was also there!
Before he could figure out why this was the case, Chang Wuyuan's expression changed and his cold eyes that contained intense killing intent locked onto Chang Lingwei."I want to see who dares to touch her today. If you think you can survive my sword, then do it!”After saying that, he took off his right hand that was originally tightly covering his left shoulder, which was dyed red with blood. He quietly stood there, and there was not the slightest surge of sword qi around his body.
Chang Lingwei was so angry that his mouth turned black. He pointed at the man standing quietly in front of him and said with a trembling voice,""You…I think you are becoming more and more arrogant!”Immediately after, he turned to look at the Eternity Evil Manor."Big brother, this kid is actually so foppish. It seems like it's time to teach him a good lesson!”After saying that, he drew out his Spiritual Sword and dashed toward Chang Wuyuan without thinking!
Seeing Chang Lingwei's actions, Chang Xie Fu grew anxious and blurted out,""Second brother, don't be rash!" He knew that although Chang Wuyuan was seriously injured, he was definitely not someone Chang Lingwei could deal with. Even if the two of them joined forces, it would still be difficult for them to deal with him. The title of Young Assassin King was definitely not a child's play!
However, he was still unable to stop the furious Chang Lingwei. At this moment, the latter had definitely reached a certain level of understanding of the concept of anger. Looking at Chang Lingwei, who was wielding his sword, Chang Xie Fu could only shake his head helplessly."Chang Wuyuan, oh Chang Wuyuan! I didn't expect you to be so smart that you're confused for a moment! The young assassin king of our Endless Strange Realm actually made such a low-level and fatal mistake. If the Strange Ancestor knew about this, his expression would definitely be extremely interesting!”After saying that, he stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the scene that was about to unfold in front of him with a mocking expression.
Seeing Chang Lingwei coming at him with his sword, Chang Wuyuan suddenly turned his head. In an instant, the strength of a Stage Eight Sword Saint was fully revealed. The black sword Qi around his body surged. With a wave of his sleeve, the dried leaves and wood chips on the ground shot towards Chang Lingwei like a swarm of locusts.
Chang Lingwei's expression changed drastically when he saw this move. He wisely chose to retreat. At the same time, he drew out exquisite sword flowers one after another with his sword in an attempt to block these seemingly ordinary attacks. However, when the dried leaves and wood fragments reached his side and collided with the sword, a rapid and violent collision sound erupted.
A short sound was accompanied by dazzling sparks. Although it was beautiful, it was this infinitely beautiful scene that hid endless killing intent.
Almost every time he hit, there would be a violent impact from his wrist. He felt the heart-wrenching pain. He did not doubt that if he was half a step slower, he would probably become a human sieve with artistic charm.
"Damn it! He did not expect that the kid's combat strength was still so strong. He thought that after the battle with Chu Jiannan, his combat strength would drop sharply. He did not expect him to be so abnormal!”Every time he thought of this, Chang Lingwei couldn't help but wonder, because this was under the circumstances where the other party's shoulder was injured and he didn't use a weapon. If the other party took out his spirit sword, what kind of scene would he be in?
In a moment of absent-mindedness, a withered leaf, driven by the sharp sword aura, cut open his right wrist that was holding the sword!
Clang...
The spiritual sword in his hand fell to the ground.
Chang Lingwei, who was about to be hit by the next countless attacks, almost forgot to dodge. His eyes were listless as he watched the withered leaves approaching inch by inch.
Seeing this scene, the nearby Eternity Evil Manor bellowed,"Fourth brother, please show mercy!" Seeing that Chang Wuyuan had no intention of stopping, he had no choice but to step forward. He quickly drew his sword and slashed forward without thinking!
Boom...
The violent collision added a hint of extraordinariness to the originally ordinary mountain range.
At the same time, his figure also arrived beside Chang Lingwei. Almost reflexively, he dragged the latter and retreated rapidly.
Due to the quick reflexes of the Eternity Evil Manor, the bloody scene that was about to unfold was resolved. After that, the two of them looked at the young man with his arms hanging low not far away with lingering fear.
Chang Wuyuan slowly turned his head and looked at the two people's lingering fear. His eyes were still cold and fierce."I told you that you can't touch them!”His indifferent words revealed his dominance.
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