Chapter Eight Hundred and Seventy-Fifth: Clean Clothes, Tie Kunwu, Kill with One Step, and the Army Will Be Changed

.. "Okay, now it's time to deal with you."

Kuangren Chu supported his head with his left hand, leaned on the couch, looked at the Zixing powerhouses in front of him, and said with a soft smile.

Although he was a little confused about the situation when he just woke up, he swept across the battlefield with his emperor's mind, and quickly got a general idea of ​​the situation.

"It's impolite to disturb someone's dream."

Madman Chu yawned and said.

Seeing his languid appearance, Zixing and the others looked at each other after being shocked, their eyes were about to burst into flames.

Their army overwhelmed the land, and several heavenly masters came out, but in the eyes of the other party, they were only disturbing people's dreams? !

This guy doesn't seem to take them seriously at all.

"Come on, so what if this person can create his own immortal method, he is just a Taoist master now, he has not yet become an immortal!"

A Daoist gave a cold snort.

His figure flashed, and he flew towards Madman Chu.

"Yes, I haven't become a fairy yet, what are you being arrogant about!"

"Hmph, go to hell with me!"

Several Taoist masters rushed towards Chu Kuangren.

This time, Zixing conquered the madman of Chu, and the order was issued from above. Whoever can kill the madman of Chu will be rewarded generously.

That reward, even the Lord of Heaven will be extremely excited.

Sword light, fist strength, palm energy...

All kinds of energies and mysteries roared towards Madman Chu.

"Heh, you are still too weak to kill me."

Madman Chu received the move while lying on the couch.

I saw him supporting his head with one hand, and gently raising the other hand, imperial energy gushed out from his palm, turning into a purple vortex.

In the vortex, the dao pattern circulates, which is extremely mysterious.

A burst of immortality fluctuations spread out.

It is the invincible method, the vortex of the sky!

And this mystery is now an immortal method! !

Moreover, it is the immortal method that best fits Madman Chu's own way!

The vortex emerged, and the energy such as sword light, fist strength, etc. was swallowed and dissolved, and a few Taoist masters couldn't hurt Chu Kuangren at all.

"how is this possible!"

"Is this the fairy method he created himself?!"

"retreat!"

The pupils of several Taoist masters shrank, and then they wanted to withdraw.

However, he found that he had already been enveloped by a wave of energy.

"Retreat? Where can I retreat?"

Madman Chu moved his palms lightly, and from the vortex, each shot out a sword, light and fist force, which was exactly the move of several Taoist masters attacking him.

In the same way, give back to him!

Not only that.

These moves were blessed by Chu Kuangren's imperial spirit, making them even more terrifying. Several Taoist masters couldn't dodge in time, and were blasted into blood mist on the spot!

With one move, the battlefield is silent.

When the wind blows, roll the bead curtain.

Madman Chu got up slowly and got off the bed.

He raised his hand to fetch the gorgeous white robe on the hanger next to him, and put on his clothes in a leisurely manner in front of countless troops.

Clean up your clothes and tie Kunwu.

Madman Chu stepped forward, and with a flick of his sleeves, the colossal coercion poured out like a torrent, sweeping all directions, making all the monks present palpitate.

"Are you ready? I'm still very angry when I wake up." Kuangren Chu glanced at everyone present and smiled faintly.

With the help of Xiao Ai, the all-knowing spirit, he can tell at a glance which side is here to kill him and who is here to help him.

"Everyone prepare to meet the enemy!"

A Taoist priest said in horror.

But in the next moment.

Madman Chu, who was still in front of everyone, disappeared.

The pupils of the Daoist who shouted to meet the enemy shrank.

"Where are people?!"

"here."

Behind him, a chuckle sounded.

The Taoist master hadn't turned around or fled away, but he felt a sudden chill passing over his neck, and then he felt a whirl of heaven and earth, and then saw a headless corpse.

Isn't that your own body?

The Taoist thought in confusion.

Consciousness is then lost in darkness.

After the madman Chu chopped off the head of a Taoist master with a sword, the Kunwu sword in his hand was filled with extremely sharp and cold sword energy.

"kill!!"

A roar.

The cultivators of Zixing frantically charged towards the Chu madman.

"Come on, let's kill each other!"

Madman Chu did not retreat or evade, and went up to meet the monks.

He waved Kunwu in his hand, and the sword light flickered. The monks either had their heads cut off by his sword energy, or were torn in half.

"Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu hook is bright with frost and snow."

suddenly.

On the battlefield, a burst of poetry resounded.

Everyone looked at the Chu madman who was killing with a sword, and their hearts trembled.

"It's him, he's reciting poems!"

"It's the Poetry Sword Immortal, it's the Poetry Sword Immortal Chu Madman!"

Outside Shenyue City, the onlookers were stunned.

Fighting and reciting poems at the same time? !

I rely on!

Is this the Poetry Sword Immortal? !

Awesome!

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like shooting stars."

The figure of Chu Kuangren changed. Although he did not use the space transfer technique to move, his speed was still extremely fast.

stature like a shooting star

, the long sword swung, and the sword light reflected the sky and the earth.

"Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles will not stay."

Zixing's cultivators couldn't hurt Madman Chu at all. In terms of defense, Madman Chu was almost impeccable.

The vortex of the sky, the weapon of heaven, the immortal body of stars, the body of immortality and other means allowed him to shuttle through the thousands of armies without any damage.

On the other hand, every time he swung his long sword, countless lives would be reaped.

One step, one kill!

Wanjun Piyi!

"Flick off your clothes when it's over, and hide your achievements and fame."

Madman Chu swung his sword horizontally.

The sword energy is restrained.

The power of thoughts circulated around the body, and circles of light waves spread, but all the monks who approached were vomited blood by the light waves and flew backwards.

For a moment, there was no one around Madman Chu to stand on!

He stood with a sword in his hand, and his white clothes were like snow, like a sword fairy.

Surrounded by corpses and the howls of enemies.

Cultivator Purple Star was shocked by his methods, and looked at the other party in great horror, hesitating, and no one dared to act rashly.

Seeing this, Madman Chu chuckled lightly.

He took out an altar of Fengyue Boundless and took a sip.

He did not write any more poetry.

Because, later on, he has forgotten.

But just these few words are enough to dazzle the surrounding spectators, looking at Madman Chu with yearning in their eyes.

"This is the Poetry Sword Immortal!"

"While talking and laughing, it is a famous story through the ages. With a raised hand, a powerful enemy is wiped out in ashes. The poet and sword are both peerless poets and swordsmen. The reputation is well-deserved!!"

"Too strong."

"Killing a person in ten steps, you won't stay behind for thousands of miles! Such a heroic, murderous poem, it complements this situation and the scene."

"Madman Chu... so flirtatious!"

The spectators were all amazed.

Some female cultivators even showed obsession and yearning in their eyes.

"What a madman from Chu, what a poet and sword fairy!"

Even a heavenly master like Zixing Tianhu couldn't help showing amazement in his eyes, but then there was an extremely strong killing intent!

The more glamorous and talented Chu Kuangren is, the greater the threat he poses to Zi Xing, and the more he cannot be left alive!

If this person can't be killed today, Zixing will have no peace! !

"kill!"

Zixing Tianhu wants to deal with Chu Kuangren.

But unfortunately, he was stopped by Taoist Shenyue!

Not only Zixing Tianhu, but also several other heavenly masters were blocked by Yang Xiao, the Lord of the Moon Palace and the unknown old man.

"Haha, Purple Star Guardian, did you see it? This is the person you want to kill, can you kill it?!"

Taoist Shenyue laughed out loud.

Not far away, Yang Xiao was also amazed, "I finally know why Senior Chentian gave him the Chentian Jade Token. It turns out that he is such a magnificent figure! Immortal of Poetry and Swords, well-deserved reputation!"