Sky War Soul

After being pierced through the chest, the monk could not bear it and spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale.    

    

This arrow was several tens of meters long. After piercing through the chest, the taste was extremely unpleasant.    

    

Even with the protection of the Buddhist light, the Diamond Body was still unable to withstand an attack of this degree.    

    

His chest felt as if it had been smashed by a giant hammer.    

    

Song Hui's strength was still strong within the same realm.    

    

Just as the battle was getting more intense, Chu Yun walked out from the distant horizon.    

    

"Eh, it's that Song Hui kid again."    

    

When Chu Yun saw the arrogant face of Song Hui, he could not help but laugh in his heart.    

    

This fellow was truly arrogant and domineering. No matter where he went, his appearance would remain the same no matter where he went.    

    

It looked like he was looking for trouble again.    

    

Of the two people who were attacked, Chu Yun remembered that one was Guan Bowen and the other was a monk from the buddhist faith.    

    

Previously, when they were dealing with the fish monster, the two of them had bravely stepped forward to take the lead.    

    

If it wasn't for them, the fish monster wouldn't have been so easy to deal with.    

    

Towards these two people who had an extremely strong sense of justice, Chu Yun had a pretty good impression of them.    

    

On the other hand, Song Hui was not a good person to begin with.    

    

After the monk was severely injured, he could not help but chant a Buddhist prayer. He activated the King Kong Battle Body behind him and threw out both palms at once, wanting to stop Song Hui even with his severely injured body.    

    

The only sound that could be heard was a huge explosion as the ground sank into the ground for several meters. Song Hui was covered by the shockwave produced by this palm strike, and his eyes flashed with a hint of panic.    

    

He did not expect that even though he was severely injured, the monk still had the strength to fight back.    

    

"Monk, you are quite strong. How about you take one of my moves?"    

    

Just as Song Hui left the stage, a youth beside him who had the same cultivation level as him stood out and punched out while laughing wildly.    

    

The monk's expression was dark as he forcefully raised his hand to withstand the punch.    

    

"Pfft!"    

    

The power of this punch was boundless, and he felt as though he had been struck heavily. His vision turned black, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.    

    

The young man laughed out loud. His identity was extraordinary, and was also the young master of a great family. He was not far from Song Hui.    

    

This was clearly a battle of attrition.    

    

Song Hui consumed a lot of energy and retreated to take a break.    

    

The others, immediately.    

    

The monk was barely able to withstand the onslaught and could not help but clench his teeth and put out a seal, sending the young man flying.    

    

"Buddhist disciples do indeed have some ability, but so what?"    

    

The young man arrogantly shouted: "This is the northern border, not the East Continent. If you dare to meddle here, I will kill you without a doubt!"    

    

The monk finally stopped holding himself back and took the initiative. With a flick of his wrist, he threw the wooden fish towards the young man.    

    

Back then, he had used this wooden fish to smash the fish to death.    

    

The young man was shocked. Taking a deep breath, he punched out with his fists, wanting to push back the wooden fish.    

    

"Crack!"    

    

With a crisp sound, the young man's arm fractured and the bones pierced his skin, shocking him.    

    

The monk took a deep breath. Although he had the upper hand, he did not look complacent.    

    

This itself was a simple matter, but the monk only wanted to stop it and did not want to complicate matters.    

    

"Sir, this matter can end now. How about we each take a step back and stop here?"    

    

The monk frowned and suggested.    

    

It was clear that he had the upper hand, yet he suddenly put his hand down. Victory was not something one should be discouraged for, it was obvious that he did not want to blow the matter up.    

    

The young man gritted his teeth and retreated several hundred meters back. He started circulating the spiritual energy in his body and started recovering.    

    

Another person walked out with a sneer, "Monk, let me see how many of you can be defeated in a row!"    

    

Before the monk could say anything, that person took out a sword and stabbed towards him.    

    

A ten-meter-long crack appeared in the void. It flickered like a waterfall, and was unstoppable.    

    

Faced with this move, the monk did not dare to underestimate it. He immediately channeled all the Buddhist spiritual energy in his body and condensed it into a giant hand. It was extremely tough and blocked the attack in front of him.    

    

"Chi!"    

    

The huge palm was sliced open, and the air produced an unbearable sound. Several palaces were pushed to the ground by the waves of air.    

    

The eyes of the young masters lit up as they began to compare their battle prowess with each other.    

    

"Crazed Killer Sword Qi!"    

    

That youth's strength was extraordinary, he was actually a swordsman.    

    

The sword intent was dense, and it was an unbridled massacre. It was unbridled and indomitable.    

    

In the blink of an eye, he had been struck several times by the swords, and his entire body was covered in blood.    

    

"Pfft!"    

    

The monk could not bear the tremendous force and spat out fresh blood again, his body withered.    

    

The energy of the entire void was in disarray, and the vortex emitted a 'chi chi chi' sound, and cracks constantly streaked across the sky like lightning.    

    

"The revolving battle is really shameless."    

    

"The Buddhist monk is a good person, but …"    

    

"Ai!"    

    

Many Taoist dared not say anything.    

    

Seeing that the monk was no longer able to fight back, and the wooden fish had lost control of its body due to the loss of the Buddhism energy, Song Hui who had been resting suddenly stood out, nocked, and shot out a wind Qi.    

    

Clearly, he wanted to personally kill this monk.    

    

"Song Hui, you are really arrogant."    

    

Chu Yun smiled as he walked forward, he stepped on the air and moved forward, one step at a time.    

    

The entire space became distorted with each step he took, emitting 'chi chi chi' sounds.    

    

Hearing that, Song Hui's entire body shivered, he looked up in disbelief.    

    

The moment he saw Chu Yun, he could not help but roar: "It's you! It's actually you! "    

    

"That's right, it's me."    

    

Chu Yun's lips raised into a curve, Song Hui was not a good person, he was also full of hatred towards him.    

    

If there was a chance, it was best to get rid of it as soon as possible.    

    

Seeing Chu Yun approaching, Song Hui shivered, then suddenly remembered what he had done.    

    

To be able to kill an existence at the first level of Ascension Realm while only at the seventh level of the Divine Abilities Realm, it was truly impossible to use common sense to guess that.    

    

Who would have thought that she would meet him here?    

    

Boundless fear slowly engulfed Song Hui. His expression was deathly pale, as if he had met the King of Hell who had taken his life.    

    

"Brother Song, who is this kid?"    

    

A few young men at the side stared at Chu Yun in displeasure. Before the meddling monk could be settled, another one popped out.    

    

Song Hui's lips trembled, he did not bother to reply them and shouted before turning around to flee.    

    

"Where else can you run to in this underground city?"    

    

Chu Yun casually stretched out his palm and pulled fiercely in the air.    

    

Song Hui's body suddenly flew crazily as though he was being pulled in.    

    

Chu Yun's eyes lit up, he extended a finger, and with a pfft, it pierced through Song Hui's heart.    

    

Song Hui's body froze, his expression was filled with endless fear, he never thought that the other party would be so decisive, and immediately gave up.    

    

"Die early and care for the children early."    

    

Chu Yun's eyes were indifferent, he did not say much and only left behind a few words.    

    

Song Hui's body went limp and fell to the ground.    

    

"Hua!"    

    

All the onlookers went pale with fright.    

    

In the distance, Yang Xinyue just happened to arrive.    

    

When she saw that Chu Yun had a grudge with her and was about to speak up to persuade her, she did not expect the next scene to cause her pupils to contract and turn pale from fright.    

    

Song Hui was actually stabbed to death with a finger.