The sound of drawing swords came in unison.
Yue Izuyun turned a blind eye to the sword in the hands of the Chaoyang Sect disciple in front of him, looking down at Zhou Chuheng with a joking look.
"I proposed the life-and-death battle, and this girl should have agreed to it.
However, since Uncle Zhou has said that he will accept the life-and-death battle, as a junior, he should naturally agree.
The life-and-death battle is not over yet, but you all want to set the rules of the world.
I don't care about forcibly interfering with the life and death battle, maybe I want to bully the few with the majority."
Yue Izuyun said it lightly, but his eyes still stayed on Zhou Chuheng.
A hint of unwillingness flashed in Zhou Chuheng's eyes, and he broke away from the support of his junior brother beside him, and reluctantly sat up and looked at Yue Izuyun.
"Junior brothers, step back."
The Chaoyang Sect disciples all looked at Zhou Chuheng in astonishment, until he finally couldn't help but scolded everyone to retreat, and then slowly put away his sword and returned behind Zhou Chuheng.
Seeing this, Yue Izuyun nodded and praised: "Sure enough, no fool can enter the Chaoyang Sect.
The rules of the world mean that anyone who dares to intervene in a life-and-death battle will deserve to die."
"You're going too far" Feng Mengyao, who had been hiding behind others, finally couldn't help but yelled at Yue Chuyun: "You have obviously injured senior brother, why do you want to kill him?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, girl, are you mistaken?
This is not a sparring match.
It shouldn't be him who was standing here fighting a life-and-death battle with me, but you.
So even if you die in my hands, I shouldn't be the culprit. , but you."
"Why did one party in the life-and-death battle become another person?
Is it your cowardice and timidity, girl, or your fear of death that led you to choose to let others replace you in a life-and-death battle with me?
The person I want to kill is you, girl, but in the end The one who was injured in my hands became him.
Why don’t you ask yourself, girl, who wanted to kill him, or who asked him to put his life in my hands?"
Feng Mengyao was stunned, and even the sword in his hand could not help but tremble.
Seeing this, the smile on Yue Izumo's face became more obvious, and he immediately asked: "The life-and-death battle is not over yet.
If the girl continues to interfere, I will kill you, and I don't need to bear any responsibility."
In fact, Yue Izuyun, who said this, still hopes that Feng Mengyao can stand in front of Zhou Chuheng.
However, it is a pity that this once unscrupulous young lady can only be like a lost child looking around blankly when facing the choice between life and death.
Heaven and Earth hugged each other and cried, then turned and ran away.
The disdainful sneer deeply hurt Feng Mengyao's heart, and then she heard Yue Chuyun's voice that sounded like she was talking to herself.
"Trash is trash.
He is arrogant when he hides behind others and slanders others.
However, in fact, no matter how powerful he is, he is just a trash.
He has the ability to slander others but does not have the courage to take responsibility.
He is really a disciple of a famous and upright family.
Girl, yours Your incompetence surprises me, and even makes me disdain your apology, because I know that even if you apologize to Fengming Pavilion, it is not because you are sincere, but because you are afraid of death. " After Yue Izuyun said this, he shifted his gaze from Feng Mengyao to Zhou Chuheng in front of him.
The great disciple of the Chaoyang Sect finally struggled to stand up, and gently raised his sword to block all the Chaoyang Sect disciples behind him.
"Why bother?
You no longer have the strength to display your Dao realm strength.
Even if you try desperately, you will just die by my sword."
A smile appeared on Zhou Chuheng's lips.
Although the pain in his chest made him feel dizzy from time to time, he still chose to stand in front of Yue Izuyun.
"Apologise, if you choose to apologize to Fengming Pavilion for what your junior brother said, I can unilaterally choose to end the life-and-death battle and let you live."
Yue Izuyun said with squinted eyes, smiling like a fox.
Zhou Chuheng shook his head and said nothing.
The next second, an afterimage appeared in front of Zhou Chuheng's eyes.
When the afterimage dissipated, it became real again.
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In just the blink of an eye, Yue Chuheng appeared in front of Zhou Chuheng.
"Uncle Zhou, what is one thousand minus seven?"
"Don't hurt my senior brother" An almost cruel smile flashed across Yue Izuyun's lips.
If an opponent like Zhou Chuheng was seriously injured, Yue Izuyun couldn't guarantee that he could kill him with one sword.
But if you are just a miscellaneous fish who doesn't even understand the Tao realm, what's the difficulty in taking your life with one sword?
Weiyu unsheathed the sword, and the dark shadow of the sword appeared in Zhou Chuheng's eyes.
"bite"
There was a clear sound of metal collision, and Yue Izuyun immediately sheathed his sword.
The dark shadow of the sword passed across the throat of the person who made the move.
Naturally, there was no need to continue with this sword strike.
"Uncle Zhou, please apologize to Fengming Pavilion."
Yue Izumo's voice was still so respectful, and no one around him took action against Yue Izumo, so he naturally had a lot of time.
"Impossible" Zhou Chuheng choked out three words.
The blood mist floating in front of his eyes made his eyes split open.
Unfortunately, anger could not give him the power to kill Yue Izuyun, but instead made his internal injuries worse.
The teasing look in Yue Chuyun's eyes became even more intense.
He stepped forward with a slight step and landed on Zhou Chuheng's sword with a backhand sword.
The force of the upward move was enough to make the long sword in Zhou Chuheng's hand come out.
However, Zhou Chuheng still did not choose to give up the sword in his hand, so he could only let this force make him fly into the air with the sword body.
The shadow of the sword flashed past, and Yue Izuyun's right hand circled around.
Unexpectedly, it fell into the backhand position without saying a word.
The sword did not move, only the person moved.
The sound of the sword tearing clothes could be heard.
After all, only a line of blood was left in the air.
The sword's edge actually pulled a deep line from top to bottom on Zhou Chuheng's right arm.
Bone openings are visible.
Everyone around him couldn't bear it, but Dao Wuhen, who had been watching Yue Chuyun's movements, already knew what was going to happen next.
His right leg slightly bent, his right foot immediately touched the ground and flew into the air.
The long sword returned to his forehand and appeared behind Zhou Chuheng at a ghostly speed.
He flipped upside down and jumped over Zhou Chuheng's head while gently pulling the sword from Zhou Chuheng's left back to his right shoulder.
"Uncle Zhou, please apologize."
With a backhand slash of the sword, Zhou Chuheng once again had a bloody streak from his left chest to his right abdomen.
"ah" Many of the female disciples present screamed out because of fright.
No one expected that Yue Izumo, who had always maintained a gentle smile, would be so cruel.
Zhou Chuheng, a well-known master of the martial arts world, is now forced to be a mermaid.
No one can avoid sighing.
At the same time, Yue Chuyun's gentle voice came again: "Tell me, what is one thousand minus seven?"
Another sword slashed across Zhou Chuheng's left leg.
Yue Chuyun's sword was very light, so light that it only made people feel pain, but it did not cut off the arteries in the leg.
Screams finally came from the people in white clothes in mid-air.
Blood stains penetrated the white clothes, and the clothes that were originally unstained were finally stained red by blood.
"Uncle Zhou, please don't pass out.
You still have an apology that you haven't said yet.
Remember the question I asked just now, one thousand minus seven, keep subtracting it, keep counting, so that you can stay awake."
After Yue Izumo finished speaking, he turned around and landed on the ground, letting the person in front of him fall from mid-air.
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"sorry" A roaring sound came from the crowd.
Yue Izuyun looked at the Chaoyang Sect disciples aside in surprise, with an undisguised look of ridicule on his face.
However, Yue Izuyun also knew what he should do at this moment.
Feeling the increasingly approaching breaths, Yue Izuyun smiled, and finally sheathed his hands without saying anything.
With his legs together, Yue Izuyun turned to the Chaoyang Sect and lowered his head without hesitation.
Standard ninety degree bow "sorry."
The same apology came from Yue Izuyun's mouth, and those powerful auras also appeared in front of Yue Izuyun at the same time
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