Chapter 700 Reunion in two hundred years (1)

The moment when Zheng Linyun's body was completely broken, Chu Xiaohui's hanging heart relaxed a little. If the other party had not attacked his heart for a moment and wanted to completely destroy him with one blow, then the person who fell must have been him.

You should know that Zheng Linyun was integrated with the formation before. Even if Chu Xiaohui used the Seal God Strategy to him, the effect was extremely small. After all, after being fused with the formation, he was already part of the formation. Even if the power of the Seal God Strategy was so terrible, he could not sense the accuracy of his acupoints, and its power would naturally be greatly reduced.

The Seal God Style is undoubtedly the most powerful role for cultivators. As for monsters, their power is much inferior.

All of this is because the greatest function of the Seal God Style is to seal acupoints to achieve the purpose of temporarily imprisoning others. Of course, the energy it contains cannot be underestimated.

"boom,,"

Without Zheng Linyun's eye pillar, the entire blood-sucking light array was shattered with a bang. "Puff,,," almost instantly, five masters of the blood sect, including the bearded man, flew backwards, and the dripping blood sprinkled a rather curved arc in the air.

"Ahem,"

The moment the blood-colored light curtain was broken, Chu Xiaohui's mind tightened, but he didn't move a little. He looked at the bearded man and the others indifferently, "You actually killed Brother Yun." After a while, the bearded man and others calmed down the shocking true energy in their bodies a little, looked at Chu Xiaohui with horror, and said angrily.

At this time, they were severely injured, all of them looked a little listless. In addition to being shocked, there was also an indescribable fear in their eyes. In the formation, Zheng Linyun, who had reached the fourth-level sword sect, died tragically at the hands of Chu Xiaohui, let alone them.

However, if they want to escape like this, they naturally feel a little unwilling. After all, Chu Xiaohui's situation is obviously worse than them. If they work together, they might be able to kill him.

If so, then their merits will definitely be greater than their faults, and after returning to the teachings, their status will inevitably be further improved.

"Yes, he's still alive, so you can't leave here safely." Chu Xiaohui pressed the backlash of heavy injuries in his body, secretly absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth through the cave source sword, glanced at them coldly, and said in a deep voice.

"An Ming, should you retreat or fight."

The masters of the blood sect, such as the bearded man, also knew the importance of timing. They did not communicate with Chu Xiaohui any more, and asked directly at the middle-aged man with a relatively thin figure.

"kill,,"

An Ming's face turned cold and he said with a murderous aura.

"Come on, let you see the power of the earth, how can it be broken and broken." As he endured the intense fatigue from his body, Chu Xiaohui immediately sent out all the skills he had just recovered.

"Rumbling,"

Suddenly, a burst of thunder sounded in the sky. The huge thunder made the blood sect masters and others who were already afraid of him, and they were even more shocked. They didn't expect that Chu Xiaohui had the power to fight back until now.

"Damn it, it's just a mess,"

The huge eyes of the bearded man, as huge as a lantern, suddenly showed an indescribable sense of fear, and exclaimed in surprise. "The Cong of Earth" was such a terrifying move. Whether it was Chu Tian back then or Chu Xiaohui now, the "Cong of Earth" issued by them can definitely make them and the Sword Sects feel scared.

Back then, Chu Xiaohui, who had only a level three sword emperor, instantly destroyed more than a hundred level seven sword emperors after publishing "The Consort of Earth". Although it is now at the Sword Sect's realm, the situation may be different. Moreover, Chu Xiaohui is also severely damaged and his strength should be greatly weakened.

However, neither An Ming nor the bearded man nor others were sure that they could resist the power of destroying the world in "The Consort of Earth".

"Boom,,,"

Just then, an extremely slender crack appeared on the ground. Then, the crack cracked to both sides at a speed that was accessible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, it had already spread into a huge crack that was enough to devour two people at the same time.

"You will definitely die today."

Chu Xiaohui's eyes suddenly shot out an extremely terrifying murderous intent and said coldly.

"An Ming, the remnants of the earth are almost formed. If you don't leave, it's too late. A gentleman will take revenge. Ten years will not be too late. One day, we will make Chu Xiaohui pay the price of bleeding today."

Seeing this, the bearded man was even more frightened and hurriedly urging An Ming, who was hesitant.

"boom,,"

Suddenly, an extremely terrifying purple lightning struck in the air, which made An Ming and other masters of the Blood Sect even more shocked, and an indescribable sense of fear began to fill their bodies.

"Walk,,"

When the break was cut, An Ming hurriedly took away the remaining four masters of the Blood Sect, "Where to run?" Chu Xiaohui shouted angrily. Suddenly, another scary purple lightning fell from the air, almost scaring their minds.

"Wow, puff."

Until the blood sect masters completely disappeared into Chu Xiaohui's eyes, the blood that was pressing against his throat suddenly spurted out, and his whole body became even more depressed.

"I finally scared you away," Chu Xiaohui couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart after successfully scaring away the masters of the Blood Cult. At this time, the dizziness that had been swallowed by his consciousness several times hit him again. He bit his lips and tongue hard. In an instant, a salty feeling was swallowed into his throat, and the consciousness that was almost unconscious was restored to a certain degree of awakening again.

Chu Xiaohui knew that he couldn't last long, and he had to leave here now, so he rushed to the east, with a very slow speed, probably not much different from the sword emperor's level.

Although he successfully scared away the masters of the Blood Cult, who can guarantee that the other party will not make a comeback? At that time, Chu Xiaohui, who does not have a trace of true energy, will be slaughtered by others?

"boom,,,"

After about hundreds of kilometers, the only remaining true energy in his body was finally consumed. Without the support of the true energy, Chu Xiaohui's shaking body suddenly fell from the air like a meteorite.

"call out,,"

With a loud bang, at this time, his consciousness was already in confusion, how could he feel the severe pain from his head? The moment he landed, Qing Shang and Lei Yujian both flew out of his body and quietly suspended above his head.

A terrifying and shocking pressure immediately covered the surrounding area within a radius of about dozens of kilometers. "Roar,," a low growl came from a distant place.

Under the treatment of the power of Qingshang, the heavy injuries in Chu Xiaohui's body began to gradually recover, and the acupoint source sword provided a steady stream of sufficient true energy for Chu Xiaohui's body to recover.

In a flash, five years have passed. In these five years, Chu Xiaohui's serious injury that almost destroyed him slowly recovered. In the past, Chu Xiaohui could only recover with the terrifying healing ability of the power of Qingshang at most for several months.

The heavy injury this time was definitely not comparable to that before. The trauma suffered by his two sword souls this time almost broke them. In addition, under the burden, he was forced to release "The Consolidation of the Earth". With all kinds of unfavorable situations, it would have been a miracle that he could live. If he hadn't been firm enough, his soul would probably not be able to withstand the pain that almost completely submerged him.

"call,,"

After a deep breath, Chu Xiaohui woke up slowly. A sensation of blood came from the air, his face suddenly changed, and an extremely vigilant light shot out from his eyes.

"It turned out to be sent from my clothes."

Soon, Chu Xiaohui discovered that this was just a false alarm. There were figures around him, let alone the figures of the Blood Cult master. The reason why there was a stimulating and bloody smell in the air was all emitted from the clothes that had been completely dyed red on his body.

"call out,,"

Suddenly, the storage ring on his hand flashed, and suddenly a blue shirt appeared on his right hand. With a slightly bitter smile, Chu Xiaohui quickly changed out of the blood-colored clothes full of holes on his body.

As soon as the blue shirt was put on him, the aura emitted by him suddenly became much softer, and the upright figure looked even more perfect against the blue shirt.

"It seems that I will have to prepare a few more sets of clothes in the future." The bitter smile on the corner of my mouth became more and more intense. Chu Xiaohui thought to himself, there are so many enemies, and they are all extraordinary.

From the Hei Shui Palace, Linqing Sect, Ouyang Family, Lanhe Jumei Sect, and now the Blood Sect, each one is stronger than the other. As for the other small forces, it is no longer under his consideration.

No matter which side of these forces, they are not something that the Sword Sect can fight against. And he, a cultivator who has just reached the Sword Sect's realm, has to face the pursuit of these forces. If it were others, he would probably have been hiding somewhere in the heaven and never dared to show up again.

Chu Xiaohui had no such plan. Besides, reality did not give him such a chance. He still had Yuanbing trapped in Lanzong, but he had not been rescued, so how could he choose to retreat?

"I don't know how long it took to come out of the tower now." Looking up at the not-so-clear sky, a dark cloud was floating past his head at this moment. Chu Xiaohui's face suddenly hesitated for a moment and said silently.

At this moment, a little sadness appeared in his eyes, and the inexplicable sense of urgency in his heart became stronger and stronger. It had been so many years since he and Yuanbing agreed, but he had not been able to rush to Lanzong. The guilt and the silence of pain in his heart could not be explained in just a few words.

"This time, no mistake should be allowed."

Suddenly, a little firmness appeared on Chu Xiaohui's handsome face. He was captured last time and was extremely scared. If it weren't for the mysterious strong man who saved him, he would have died under the butcher knife of Lan Zong back then.

This time, no one will help him, he can only rely on himself. In this way, if he is not prepared well, it is no different from seeking death. All he can do now is to consolidate his current cultivation. If he can go further, it would be even better.

Thinking of this, Chu Xiaohui let go of the distracting thoughts in his heart and devoted himself to the state of cultivation. "Swish,,," the acupoint sword in his body was still continuously surging out with surging true energy.

In the blink of an eye, three years passed by. In these three years, Chu Xiaohui finally raised his mental power to the peak of the level one sword sect realm, and even his strength reached the critical point of the level one sword sect and the level two sword sect, as if he was about to break through at any time.

"It's been so long, why can't I break through?" Time flies, and quietly slipped through the tip of my fingers for six years. During these six years, no matter how hard Chu Xiaohui tried, he could not break through the thin bottleneck like a window paper between the first-level sword sect and the second-level sword sect.

With a secret angrily voice, Chu Xiaohui once again put his mind completely in the cultivation of improving the realm. Whenever he almost broke through, a white beautiful figure would appear in front of him. This white beautiful figure would be Yuanbing.

When he saw her, Chu Xiaohui could not calm down. A kind of indescribable guilt and heartache would always linger in his heart at this time. This was exactly what made him unable to truly calm down.

In this entangled state, Chu Xiaohui had passed more than a year. Seeing that he could not break through to the level 2 Sword Sect, he was stubborn and did not choose to persist because he understood that with his slightly impetuous mind, he could not calm down at all.

Back then, he had a cultivation level of only the Sword Emperor realm, and he was still quite far from the Sword Sect realm. Therefore, he could hide deeper after his longing for Yuanbing. As his cultivation level entered the Sword Sect realm, he was closer to the goal of saving Yuanbing. As long as he was willing, he could save Yuanbing from the Lan Sect.

In this situation, no one can keep his mind calm. Unless he doesn't care about the other person, the invisible sense of urging will make him do this.

"Lan Zong,."

He slowly opened his eyes, and a cold and indescribable light passed by quickly. Chu Xiaohui looked up at the sky and said word by word, revealing a cold and harsh murderous intent between the lines.

"Slaying God,"

Lei Yu Jian was in his hand, and his eyes suddenly burst into murderous intent, and he slashed forward violently. "Boom,,," In an instant, the terrifying suction power of the purple sword light absorbed the giant tree distributed hundreds of meters long under him, and before it could reach the highest point, it was shattered by the terrifying energy contained in the purple light.

"boom,,"

All these thousands of giant trees were destroyed by the purple light, and the rest of the power slashed fiercely on the ground, causing a deep mark as wide as half a meter on the ground.

"Boom," suddenly, under the control of his mind, countless terrifying purple lightnings like giant dragons fell from the air, swallowing all the forest within a radius of one or two kilometers under him.

Not long after, the forest, which was originally full of vitality, left a wide ruin. After a while of venting, the hatred that had been held in Chu Xiaohui's chest for nearly two hundred years also vented one or two points. Although it had not been completely vented, it also weakened the heavy pressure on his shoulders a lot.

"call out,,"

After taking a deep look at the forest that was tortured into a miserable state by himself, a trace of sadness appeared between Chu Xiaohui's eyebrows, and then, his figure flashed and disappeared into the sky.

A few months later, Sima's mansion.

Sima Yiqian stood alone in the yard for a long time, allowing the soft moonlight to shine on her stunning face. She never made a sound for a long time. A faint fragrance in the air floated into her nose from time to time, but it failed to reduce the trace of sorrow between her eyebrows.

“Sasha,”

Suddenly, a slight footsteps sounded rhythmically, which made Sima Yiqian, who was deeply trapped in reminiscence, and her originally dull eyes returned to a little glitter.

"Xin'er, how many years have passed since today."

Sima Yiqian still didn't look back, but just asked softly, then buried her head in the corner of her clothes and stared at it for a moment, a little gentleness slowly appeared.

"Miss, one hundred and twenty-nine years have passed."
To be continued...