Sky War Soul

When Chu Yun walked out of the great hall, he was in high spirits.    

In these days, his growth rate was really fast.    

Not only did his strength increase by 70%, his physique also became tougher after being hammered day after day.    

Although the current Chu Yun could not be considered to have been reborn, he was not too far off from it.    

When they saw Chu Yun walk out, everyone's eyes instantly widened, as they firmly landed on his body, not moving away at all.    

One month and three days!    

This was too cruel!    

The amount of time you spend alone is equivalent to ten of us!    

When they thought about it, a wave of anger rose up in their hearts, they wanted to take action and teach Chu Yun a lesson.    

In the middle of the crowd, a figure took a step back, as if he didn't want to directly clash with Chu Yun.    

Chu Yun was in a great mood, and naturally did not put the others in his eyes, as he walked outside with a face full of joy.    

The person ranked second was dressed in a black robe, and a black cloak was covering his entire body.    

When he saw Chu Yun coming out, the impatience on his face immediately disappeared as he excitedly walked towards the hall. "It's finally my turn!"    

He had originally thought that it would be his turn soon, but he never expected that he would have to bitterly wait for over a month.    

But now, this stinking brat had finally rolled out. It was his turn now.    

However, before he could push open the door, a voice came from inside, "This prince is too tired. No matter who it is, come back in a week."    

Hearing this, his smile immediately stiffened, then gradually disappeared.    

Life really is ups and downs Luoluo ah    

All of his good mood was instantly destroyed.    

He had originally thought that it was hope, but who knew that it was despair!    

He had waited for one and a half months for this kind of result!    

His lungs were about to explode with rage!    

"Puchi."    

Within the crowd, someone laughed.    

Even though he meant no harm, when it entered his ears, it was like a bolt out of the blue, full of ridicule and mockery.    

"Who is it? Who is he? Who dares to laugh at this old monk?"    

That person was filled with rage. He turned around and roared crazily, and his eyes were completely bloodshot.    

Evidently, he was thoroughly enraged that all his hopes had been dashed, over and over again.    

He reached out to take off the cloak covering his head, revealing a malicious expression as he scanned the crowd with a grin.    

It was actually a monk.    

This monk was covered in golden light, but his expression was extremely ferocious, as if he was a demon beast that was about to devour someone.    

His battle prowess was matchless.    

Just the shock wave it created was enough to send shivers down one's spine.    

Immediately, no one else in the hall said a word.    

After all, none of them were low status and no one wanted to cause trouble.    

Let's win, we will definitely provoke the West Tianfu Mountain.    

Everyone knew what kind of colossus the West Tianfu Mountain was.    

But if he lost to this monk, that would be even more humiliating.    

All in all, even if I win or lose, I can't do it.    

The monk looked around and realized that no one said a word, and immediately vented his anger on Chu Yun who had just left.    

Originally, it should have been Old Na's turn.    

Alright, this old monk can wait.    

Who would've thought that you'd only come out after more than a month after entering?    

Alright, this old monk will endure.    

When the old monk was about to push open the door and enter, the First Prince actually said that his body was exhausted and he would have to wait for another week.    

Dammit, do you really think this old monk is easy to bully!    

This old monk doesn't dare to find trouble with the First Prince, and he doesn't dare find trouble with you?    

Brat, you dare to be so arrogant in front of this old monk, this old monk will skin you alive!    

The killing intent in the monk's eyes intensified. Veins popped out all over his body and he dashed out like a gust of wind.    

The old monk waited with unspeakable bitterness. Why are you so proud?    

If it wasn't for you, this old monk would have forged a spirit weapon long ago!    

"This monk is crazy."    

"Well, what does it matter?"    

"It's said that the monks of the West Tianfu Mountain are cultivated well, looking at them today, I am truly disappointed."    

Everyone present whispered to each other, afraid that the monk would turn back and kill them.    

Seeing the old monk walking towards Chu Yun, one of the people in the training hall hesitated for a moment before following him out.    

As Chu Yun strolled through the Gold Hammer City, it could be said that he was in a very good mood.    

This time, not only did he become friends with Zhao Tiechui, but he also increased a large portion of his strength.    

This was especially true for those Spiritual Pawns that had been strengthened before, all of them were now glowing with a new life force.    

He was even thinking how he could help Zhao Tiechui take back the Thunder Battle Hammer.    

The Thunder Battle Hammer's body was in the Holy Kingdom of Yaochi's treasury, they did not know of its actual usage, so they did not care.    

If he wanted to obtain the Thunder Battlehammer, then he would have to find a way to get into the Holy Kingdom of Yaochi Royal Family's line of sight.    

Really, it's hard.    

If it wasn't difficult, then there wouldn't be such a rich transaction.    

A set of extraordinary spirit weapons and two perfect sets were simply too tempting.    

For himself, for the TaiGan Continent, Chu Yun was willing to take this risk!    

"Kid, this old monk wants to kill you!"    

Just as Chu Yun was in a good mood, the monk's angry roar came from behind him.    

He stepped on the clouds and arrived, his entire body was enveloped in a brilliant golden light, he raised his hand and grabbed towards Chu Yun's head.    

From the looks of it, he was menacing and didn't give any leeway.    

"Hmm?"    

Chu Yun turned his head and looked at the old monk with suspicion.    

It was a little strange. How had she offended him?    

Chu Yun had long since passed the age of violence, and was more willing to investigate fundamental when things came to him.    

Plus, he was in a good mood this time, so he didn't fight back with his life on the line.    

It was as if he was stepping on time as he easily dodged the old monk's attack.    

"Baldy donkey, why did you attack me?"    

Chu Yun stared at the old monk with a smile that was not a smile, he was sure that he had never met him before, only that for some reason, the old monk seemed to have a blood feud of killing his father.    

This call of a bald donkey enraged the old monk once again.    

"You little bastard, you're courting death!"    

The old monk roared, he pressed down with his hand and the majestic golden energy wave was like a drop of rain that fell from the sky, spreading towards Chu Yun.    

Chu Yun stood there, he did not move at all, his eyes were cold, allowing the old monk to slap his head.    

The heavens collapsed and the earth shattered, and the stars shattered.    

"Boom!"    

This explosive sound was deafening.    

"Huff!"    

The old monk spat out a mouthful of impure air, his eyes flashing with joy.    

If this brat were to be smacked like this, his brain would definitely shatter and he would die.    

However, Chu Yun still stood there, his voice was slightly cold: "Baldy donkey, have I angered you, to actually be so ruthless."    

Although his temper was much better, it did not mean that others could recklessly kick his nose.    

If he wasn't in a good mood, this old bald donkey would have died a long time ago. How could he continue to stand here arrogantly and arrogantly?    

"How is this possible, this old monk's King Kong Palm Art can even shatter meteoric iron!"    

When the old monk saw this, a look of shock flashed across his face. He did not expect this brat's brain to be so tough.    

It's weird that it's tougher than steel.    

"Of course you didn't offend this old monk, but this old monk doesn't like you. If it wasn't for you, why would this old monk have to wait so long?"    

The old monk suddenly pinched Chu Yun's head. Since I can't break your head, I will break your head.    

"Ka!" "Ka-cha!"    

The sound of cracking bones could be heard.    

Chu Yun was still expressionless as he stood there, but the old monk was holding onto his fingers as he let out a miserable cry, "Ah — —"    

During this period of time, Chu Yun had crushed Chu Yun's head dozens of times, and every time, it had recovered.    

After dozens of cracks, his head had become as hard as steel.    

Although this old monk was a True Lord life and death realm, he was still far from being able to kill me with a single slap.    

Chu Yun was a Peak Manifestation stage, not to mention that this old monk was just an ordinary True Lord life and death realm, even if he was a True Lord [Peak of Life and Death Realm], he would only be courting death.    

"Did it feel so good?"    

Chu Yun's eyes flashed with a cold intent, he reached out his hand and grabbed the old monk's neck with lightning speed.    

"Ugh."    

The old monk was stuck on the neck and lifted up, his expression was full of fear.    

For a moment, he felt weak all over. His arms and legs were numb, and he could not muster any strength.    

This brat, why was he so terrifying?    

In front of him, he didn't even have the slightest thoughts of resisting.    

"Bald ass, since you've joined the buddhist faith, you should always be on alert for the Three Poisons; the Three Poisons have offended the second, why are you still alive? Isn't it better to die early than to reincarnate! "    

A cold intent flashed past Chu Yun's eyes, he was too lazy to waste time talking to the old monk, he pinched his palm and instantly snapped the old monk's neck.    

The old monk's head tilted to the side, completely dying.    

"Hmph."    

Chu Yun flung the old monk's corpse aside and swept his eyes across his surroundings.    

Because of the commotion just now, it had attracted quite a few people to watch the show.    

"How much longer do you want to hide?"    

Chu Yun sneered, his eyes staring at the space in the distance.    

"…"    

The air distorted, and a person walked out. Taking off his cape, he turned out to be a monk as well.    

"Greetings, Uncle-Master."    

The monk had his hands clasped together as he bowed towards Chu Yun. He was the young monk from that day at Han Mountain Temple.    

Although he was called a young monk, he was actually not young at all. It was just that his face was still rather young.    

Monk Qing Lang was Bao Qi's disciple, and had poured tea for him time and time again. Chu Yun did not forget this point.    

"Why is it you?"    

Chu Yun was a little stunned, then he pointed to the monk's corpse: "He was following you?"    

"Responding to Martial Uncle, he is my Martial Nephew, but I never expected to meet him here."    

Monk Qing Lang said helplessly, "I saw that he wanted to come out and disrespect Martial Uncle, so I hurriedly followed him. I just didn't expect Martial Uncle to solve the problem so quickly."    

"This monk's cultivation is not yet at home. I'll send him to see the Buddha."    

Chu Yun pointed to the corpse: "But we're still in the same sect, help him collect the corpse."    

"Yes, Martial Uncle."    

The reason why he didn't want to see Chu Yun was because of the seniority problem.    

Although he looked young, he was actually more than two hundred years old.    

But Chu Yun had called his own master brother, especially his master, who even asked him to call him Junior Master.    

The Monk felt embarrassed, so he decided to avoid meeting her.    

It was just that he did not expect the old monk to suddenly scold and come out to chase after Chu Yun.    

Helpless, he quickly followed her out.