Chapter 62: Killing the Twin Sword Bodies, All of Them Lost Their Voices

Chapter 62: Killing the Twin Sword Bodies, All of Them Lost Their Voices

"Why are the big shots so surprised and shocked?"

Some people who didn't understand the situation whispered.

"It seems to be because of the Holy Son."

"They say he is some kind of ancient holy body."

"I've never heard of it."

"Is it a divine body?"

"Master, is Senior Brother the legendary ancient holy body?" Tao Yao was full of doubts.

"Yes, the strongest holy body."

Qi Mengdie looked at the domineering and invincible rebel on the ladder with a complicated look.

"My Senior Brother is amazing."

Tao Yao exclaimed, with a strange light in her beautiful eyes: "It is said that this kind of physique can challenge the emperor after it is fully developed."

"In this era of the emperor's fall."

"Won't Senior Brother be invincible in the world in the future?"

Fairy Master's pretty face was serious but not as optimistic as the little disciple.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Qi Mengdie sighed, "A Saint Body that can grow up is naturally an extremely powerful one, and that's why."

"I'm worried that a powerful demon will sneak into the human territory to kill him."

Tao Yao heard this, and the smile on her face froze; her eyes were full of worry: "What should I do?"

"After today, the news that Senior Brother is an ancient Saint Body will spread to the demon territory."

"The Holy Lord may have an arrangement!"

Just as the major forces were shocked by the appearance of the ancient Saint Body.

On the ladder to heaven, something unexpected happened.

Long Qingfeng took out a small drum treasure and temporarily resisted the pressure of the ancient Saint Body's vision.

Pushed his sister away and stopped Chu Xiu for her.

"Brother... I won't leave."

Long Xueyue's blood dripped down his cheek, and his eyes were full of determination.

"Let's go!"

Long Qingfeng held a small drum and kept beating it with his left hand.

Dongdongdong~

The drum sound was dull.

It contained a kind of Tao rhyme, barely resisting the pressure of Chu Xiu's vision.

"Leave? No one can leave."

Chu Xiu grinned, revealing his white teeth, his pupils glowing with golden light.

With his feet on the Xing character's secret and the Chaos Seed Green Lotus on his head, he arrived in front of Long Qingfeng at lightning speed.

He blasted out with the Human Emperor Fist, dominating with unparalleled power.

Long Qingfeng beat the small drum; the sound and waves spread. Theof his hand cracked, and blood flowed out.

Chu Xiu's fist, which seemed to be made of gold, stopped three inches away from his cheek and could not move forward any further, as if there was an invisible wall between the two that could never be broken.

The attack was blocked again.

Chu Lao Mo's eyes turned cold, and his body moved, leaving a residual image on the spot.

"No~"

"Sister, run away~"

Long Qingfeng screamed; his eyes were bloodshot.

He knew what Chu Xiu wanted to do.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Chu Xiu appeared in front of Long Xueyue, stretched out his big hand, pinched her fair and slender neck, and lifted her up like a chicken.

The fourth sword master finally couldn't sit still. He jumped up and tried to stop Chu Xiu.

A beautiful figure blocked him.

Qi Mengdie held a strangely shaped ice crystal long sword, and her beautiful eyes stared at him coldly.

"Fourth Sword Master, if you don't want to be crushed to death by the Holy Lord's finger like Shangguan Qinghong, I advise you not to act rashly."

The Fourth Sword Master looked grim: "Qi Mengdie, are you really going to do this?"

Qi Mengdie had a cold temperament and a flat tone: "Your disciples keep saying that they want to kill Chu Xiu; how come, in the end, Chu Xiu can't kill them?"

"Are you so domineering in the Endless Sword Domain?"

"You are so arrogant to bully me?"

"Fourth Sword Master, don't worry. Your two disciples will definitely win, but our Holy Son can't." Daoyun Peak Master also flew up and said sarcastically.

Holding grudges is a common problem among women.

Recalling the smug look of the Fourth Sword Master before and then looking at his extremely ugly face now, Daoyun Peak Master was so happy that he almost laughed out loud.

"Don't go too far."

The Fourth Sword Master's tone was low, almost roaring.

"No...sister~"

Long Qingfeng's voice, like an oriole crying blood, spread throughout the Tai Sufeng...

The Fourth Sword Master, Qi Mengdie, and Daoyun Peak Master all looked back.

Chu Xiu, expressionless, threw the defenseless and pitiful Long Xueyue into the air.

As her delicate body fell freely. He pinched the Dao Jue with his left hand and clenched his right fist to accumulate power. The divine light of the sea of ​​chakra below her navel shone brightly. The true energy gathered with the holy blood as if it was free and compressed...

The phantom of the Human Emperor, wearing the Emperor's crown and the Emperor's robe, was more solid than ever before.

The Human Emperor Fist, one punch, breaks all laws, and it is fully activated.

Roar~

The angry dragon roared, and the fist carried the momentum of destroying everything and punched Long Xueyue's delicate body.

Bang~Pop~

Long Xueyue bloomed like fireworks, turned into blood mist, and drifted away. Only a piece of clothing fluttered out, swaying and floating at the feet of Long Qingfeng, who had just rushed over.

Long Qingfeng's eyes lost their brilliance in an instant, and he knelt on the ground, trembling and holding up the bloodstained piece of clothing.

"Sister..."

"No...don't!"

Blood and tears slid down Long Qingfeng's cheeks and dripped on the ground.

His voice was hoarse:

"No, sister. You will be fine. Brother will protect you!" The sister's appearance, smile, and words kept echoing in his mind.

They lost their parents when they were young, depended on each other, and lived in the world. Fortunately, they were met by the master, so they joined the Endless Sword Domain.

Later, they met the Saintess Feng Yaoxi and the Saint Son Feng Qingyang, and they followed the siblings in practicing together.

They are as close as brothers...

One day, the bad news came.

The Saint Son and the Saint Daughter died at the hands of a demon named Chu Xiu.

They vowed to avenge the Saint Son and the Saint Daughter.

However, Chu Xiu was surrounded and killed on the top of Guihun Cliff.

The seeds of hatred did not disappear. After learning that the Holy Son of Taisu was also called Chu Xiu, they decided to follow their master and kill this Chu Xiu... to eliminate the traces of Taoism.

They never thought that the Holy Son of Taisu was so powerful that they could not defeat him even with their strange visions.

In the end, the sister was killed by a punch... 

Long Qingfeng lowered his head, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and his nails almost dug into his palms.

"Brother shouldn't have brought you out..."

"Xueyue, brother, shouldn't have brought you out!"

"Long Qingfeng, you have to survive to avenge your sister." The fourth sword master's low roar came.

"Master~"

Long Qingfeng raised his head; his eyes were red, two lines of blood and tears slid down the corners of his mouth, and the salty smell filled his mouth. He was awakened by the voice of the fourth sword master.

"Yes, I want to survive and avenge Xueyue..."

He held the remaining fragments of his sister's clothes, and his body exploded backward, activating the Seven Star Step at the cost of burning his blood.

After images filled the sky.

As long as he rushed down the ladder, his cultivation suppression would disappear, and he would instantly reach the other shore realm. At that time, he would be able to kill Chu Xiu and avenge his sister.

He was extremely fast and almost instantly reached the tenth step.

"You and your sister have a deep bond. I am kindhearted and have decided to send you down to reunite with her."

Chu Xiu's voice was icy cold, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and he reached the tenth step almost at the same time as him.

"You..."

Long Qingfeng was shocked, and his pupils shrank.

"Your character is much worse than that of an old friend of mine. Even before I shot that old friend to death, the arrogance and arrogance in his eyes had never faded a bit."

"Goodbye~!"

Chu Xiu's holy blood rushed into the sky, his hair danced wildly, and his right leg kicked through the air, creating ripples. He kicked Long Qingfeng in the waist, breaking his bones and almost breaking his body in two.

Bang!

Long Qingfeng's whole body was bent into a C shape, and he flew back thousands of feet, hitting the stone wall of the twelfth step, and exploded... On the white stone wall, blood outlined a human figure, leaving only a bloody robe and half a blood-soaked corner of the clothes on the ground... He killed Long Xueyue with one punch and Long Qingfeng with one kick.

Chu Xiu's brutal posture like a god or demon made millions of people speechless...

His throat was dry.