Sky War Soul

Lord of Heartless Cult was nervous. He was not at the peak of his power, so if there was any trouble, he might not be able to save Chu Yun no matter what.    

The buddhist sect hated the aura of the devils to the bone. Chu Yun did not cultivate the evil devilish energy, but those pedantic monks did not care about that.    

From their point of view, as long as it was not buddhist energy, it was evil.    

Hearing this, Chu Yun resisted the urge to punch out, and slowly dispersed the black Qi around his body.    

As the black mist dispersed, the giant elephants behind him also gradually dimmed and disappeared into thin air.    

Lord of Heartless Cult heaved a sigh of relief and waved his hand to disperse the golden light. His face was full of excitement as he asked, "Master, how do you feel?"    

Chu Yun's mouth revealed a smile: This Thousand Hands Buddha is indeed a powerful offensive skill. "The key point is that it can also coordinate with my Thunder Flood Dragon's secret imprint and promote it together!"    

Lord of Heartless Cult nodded his head: "Thousand Hands Buddha is our Vajra Luohan Institute's profound offensive skill. After activating it, one's attacking speed can even break through the limits of sound, breaking through all restrictions and erupting with peerless lightning energy. As long as your strength is strong enough, you can defeat the speed of sound and easily control thunder. A punch and a palm, both contain the power of lightning, directly shattering the opponent's body and soul, causing them to be eternally unable to reincarnate! "    

"Thousand Hands Buddha, I've long heard of it."    

The Wang Chengying smiled, it was clear that the name of the Thousand Hands Buddha of the buddhist faith was shaking the world.    

"It's the Thousand Hands Devil Buddha."    

Chu Yun emphasized with a smile.    

After cultivating the Thousand Hand Devil Buddha, there was no reason for him to stay here any longer.    

Chu Yun originally wanted to go and find Chaotic Monk and bid his farewells, but he was told that he had already gone off to chase down the traitor.    

Helplessly, Chu Yun and the other two could only bid farewell and leave.    

After leaving the Thousand Blessings Mountain, Lord of Heartless Cult turned his head and looked at them deeply, as if he wanted to remember all of this in his heart.    

After a few breaths of time, he turned around and said to Chu Yun, "Master, please send me back to the Yun Realm."    

"I've already given you your freedom. You don't need to stay in the Cloud Realm forever. It's also good to stay by my side like this."    

Chu Yun, on the other hand, did not care about all this. Lord of Heartless Cult had not moved throughout the hundreds of years in the world, so it would not be good for him to stay within the Cloud Realm.    

Following by his side, if he met with an unstoppable expert, the Lord of Heartless Cult could help.    

"It's already late. If we hurry back now, we might be able to make it in time for the fight for the Tenth Gongzi's slot."    

The Wang Chengying looked up into the sky. It was still covered in snow, and the snow did not show any signs of stopping.    

There was really no other way to deal with this kind of natural disaster. He could only consider himself unlucky.    

"If you didn't say it, I would have forgotten. I still have the identity of Shui Tian Gongzi."    

Chu Yun laughed involuntarily.    

Logically speaking, the Ten Young Masters were famous in the Central Region by virtue of their names, such as Young Master Xing, Young Master Qilin, and Blood Blade.    

But the two words "Chu Yun" were much more well-known than the name of Shui Tian gongzi.    

"After this Tenth Gongzi Entry Competition, your reputation will rise to another level."    

The Wang Chengying seemed to be very familiar with this stuff, moving freely and easily.    

The three of them increased their speed and rushed back to the central region.    

Every time the Tenth Gongzi battle was held in a remote place, there was no other reason. These people did not like to make a ruckus, and even more so, did not like the onlookers' teasing.    

They were more willing to accept the challenge in a quiet environment.    

It could be said that they had a small circle, and all the famous geniuses in the central region were among them.    

These heaven's pride level experts all came from powerful forces, and their statuses were not low. Each of them had their own methods, and after the competition, they would announce the events of the great battle and use them to raise the reputation of the Tenth Gongzi.    

In short, the so-called Tenth Gongzi Entry Competition was just a gathering in a small circle.    

A Heaven's Pride would always prefer to stay together with a Heaven's Pride.    

In the northwest of the central region, deep in the mountains.    

The mountain, which had not been visited by many people for a long time, had become lively in recent days. Many handsome men and women in silk clothing came and left for unknown reasons.    

In the depths of the mountains, there was a huge flat area with several wooden houses erected on it. Smoke continuously rose into the air.    

In front of the wooden house, there was a stone table and a stone bench, placed very casually.    

A woman with an otherworldly appearance was squatting there, constantly fanning herself with a fan in her hand.    

In front of her was a firewood fire. An ancient porcelain teapot was hanging on it.    

Her white clothes were even whiter than snow. She looked like a fairy that had never lived in the mortal world. The half of her arm that was exposed was tender and smooth, like white jade.    

Under her constant fanning, the fire burned brighter and brighter, and the porcelain teapot gradually began to boil.    

"Jiu Lu, the last time you made tea, was it a year ago?"    

A man with a feminine face slowly walked over with a smile on his face. "Tsk, tsk. How nostalgic."    

The woman raised her head and smiled, "Flaming Snake, your life is pretty good. A few forces were chasing after you, but they were unable to take your life."    

Young Master Jiu Lu's name was Fu Xueyi, and he was the only woman amongst the Ten Young Masters.    

Her strength was not ordinary, and she had been famous for a long time.    

She was the one who organized every time Tenth Gongzi gathered.    

The man with the soft face was none other than the yellow snake gongzi.    

"You're still too tender to take my life."    

The Young Master of the Flowing Snake walked to the side of Fu Xueyi and sat down. With a fake smile, he said, "Give me a cup of tea. Let me savor this taste."    

Fu Xueyi stretched out her slender, jade-like hands and grabbed the porcelain teapot. She conjured up a teacup and filled it with tea.    

"Young Master Yao is dead. He was killed by someone. That person should be here in place of his young master."    

Fu Xueyi passed the teacup to the yellow snake young master. There was no expression on her pretty face.    

The young master did not accept it. Instead, he placed two fingers on the other side of the teacup. A dense amount of spiritual energy rushed into the cup and collided with Fu Xueyi's spiritual energy.    

"Pfft!"    

With a light sound, the tea in the teacup turned into a column of water and shot out. The two of them maintained their calm positions, but their sleeves suddenly billowed as if they were being torn apart by a fierce wind.    

"Boom!"    

The shock wave spread in all directions and the deep mountain rumbled. Countless trees were directly turned into wood shavings, and even the ground was lifted up into the air.    

The force of the collision between the two of them exploded hundreds of times before finally calming down.    

"Swish."    

The tea in the cup seemed to have suddenly lost all of its power. It suddenly dispersed and dropped drop by drop into the cup.    

Fu Xueyi used two fingers to hold the teacup, and his hand was like a fluttering white butterfly as it caught all the water droplets that fell from the sky without spilling a single drop.    

The amount of tea in the tea cup was still the same. Not one more, not a few more. It was still steaming hot.    

The young master's expressionless face suddenly paled, and he let out a muffled groan. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his wrists began to tremble uncontrollably.    

"You're still stronger than me!"    

He was somewhat unwilling.    

"Hahahahaha, Flaming Snake, you just arrived and your tail is already flying high in the sky."    

In the distant wooden house, a tall man had a face full of mockery, "Luckily Jiu Lu gave you some face just now, otherwise your ending wouldn't be any better than this tree."    

After saying that, the man shattered a tree in front of him with a single strike. His eyes were filled with provocation.    

The young master of the Flowing Snake said coldly, "Kirin, if you have any objections to me, we can fight first."    

That tall man was Young Master Qilin. Even after he was provoked, he didn't get angry and continued to laugh: "I won't fight with you. Your martial spirit is too sinister, not like a man."    

The young master was furious and was about to flare up.    

"Have some tea."    

Fu Xueyi passed over the teacup without saying anything unnecessary.    

Huang She took a deep breath, raised her head to drink the tea and wiped her mouth, "Young Master Yao is dead. I know, but I never thought that someone would dare to kill him at Tang Dynasty."    

Soon after, his expression returned to normal. His expression became serious, and he said word by word, "Moreover, it's even in the competition."    

The relationship between the Huang She Young Master and Tang Yaozhi had always been good, which was why Fu Xueyi would say this in front of him.    

"If the person who killed him comes, I will avenge Brother Yao."    

The yellow snake master's eyes were cold and filled with killing intent.    

Fu Xueyi found it funny.    

Others might not know it, but she knew it all too well.    

That brat called Chu Yun had killed Tang Yaozhi in the Family Competition, so it didn't count as much.    

He could fight four against one, and even kill Tang Yaozhi. With this strength, even he may not be an opponent.    

He actually still wanted to take revenge for Tang Yaozhi.    

However, Fu Xueyi did not say it out loud. She did not have much of a relationship with the young master of the Flowing Snake and she did not have any obligation to remind him of this.    

Very quickly, the men and women arrived one after another. After they arrived, they first greeted Fu Xueyi, then sat on the stone bench in front of the wooden house.    

"Everyone is here very early."    

A youth with starry eyes smiled as he walked over. He wore a silver robe, and his aura was as profound as the milky way.    

"Young master Xingtian."    

When the people sitting on the stone bench saw this, they hurriedly stood up and greeted him.    

"Hehe, I'm not late, am I?"    

A thin and weak young man whose body emitted a bloody aura walked over with a grin, as if he had just walked out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. His entire body was reeking of the stench of blood.    

Even from far away, it was enough to make people frown, making them feel uncomfortable.    

"Blood Blade Young Master."    

With the arrival of one Young Master after another, the Tenth Young Master, who had the largest amount of Qi in his domain, came to nine.    

Fu Xueyi also stopped making tea. She picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for each of the other eight young masters. With her beautiful eyes narrowed, she said, "It's still that group of people.    

Immediately afterwards, Fu Xueyi changed the topic, "Of course, Young Master Yao is an exception."    

The other young masters glanced at each other. Including Fu Xueyi, there were only nine people present.    

The reason Tang Yaozhi wasn't there was because he had been killed.    

Then, why didn't the person who killed him come?