Chapter 327: Become a Useless Person

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Chapter 327: Become a Useless Person

From Wu Jingxue's attack to this moment, there has not been a breath.

Almost the moment he struck, the cold sword light came over, killing it thoroughly, his whole body was covered in blood and blood, making the whole space bloody and hideous.

Lin Tianchong's eyes froze, and then, in front of him, a flaming sword appeared. The fire was like flowing water, covering the void, and the fire burned everything, and the sword pierced through the sky, causing the heaven and the earth to make a rumbling sound.

"break!"

The thunder in the arm roared and swept across, as if a mountain fell from the sky, shaking the flaming sword away.

However, as soon as he made a move, a gust of cold wind swept past behind him.

The next moment——

The cold sword light reappeared, like a fierce ghost with teeth and claws, the sword was so fierce that it cut off Lin Tianchong's Lei Ting's right arm brutally!

Empty, silent.

Lin Tianchong's body fell from mid-air, with his left hand covering his right arm, blood kept flowing out and dripping onto the ground, the outburst of pain almost shocked everyone's minds.

Even Chu Xingyun opened his eyes wide at this moment, watching this scene in disbelief.

The two sword lights hovering in the void slowly descended, and the sword shadows floated like fog, turning into two gloomy figures, which were Chang Chixiao and Qin Qiumo.

"Are you surprised, why did the two of us make a sudden attack and stop you in such a timely manner?" It was Qin Qiumo who spoke, and he took a step forward, looking down at Lin Tianchong in front of him with a look of looking at an idiot.

Lin Tianchong was still clutching his right arm, his eyes moved over, but he was surprised to find that there was a vertical eye growing between Qin Qiumo's eyebrows, the pupils of which were gray and black, revealing a trace of cold light, which was constantly turning. Especially scary.

"My martial spirit, named Phantom Spirit Eye, ranks at the fifth-grade level. Although it has no combat ability, it is extremely sensitive to the spiritual power of the heavens and the earth. Even a wisp of it can be clearly perceived."

Qin Qiumo raised his head, glanced at Chu Xingyun, and said triumphantly: "Just now, you and Wu Jingxue's spiritual power sound transmission was captured by the phantom spirit eyes. Although I don't know what you are discussing, but on second thought Thinking about it, it’s probably related to this son.”

"Therefore, when we regained our senses, without the slightest hesitation, we transformed ourselves into swords and went straight ahead to kill!"

Speaking of this, Qin Qiumo and Chang Chixiao's faces showed ferocious smiles, and the sharp sword light was still suspended above everyone's heads, which made everyone's minds fall to the bottom of the valley, and they felt even more desperate.

"The strength of these two people is far inferior to my father, but in order to save you, they still took a risk. Such a move is so stupid, it opened my eyes." A sneering voice spit out from Chang Mingyang's mouth , he stared at Chu Xingyun, as if he wanted to see some clues from Chu Xingyun.

After a while, he retracted his gaze, with a look of boredom on his face, as if he had lost his patience.

I saw Chang Mingyang raised his right foot, and a dazzling silver light shone on the boots. His sharpness was like a sword, and he kicked Chu Xingyun's lower abdomen with a domineering and fierce posture.

Boom!

The terrifying power was overwhelming, and Chu Xingyun was knocked out.

The body hit the hard mountain wall, and a deep mark was printed, and the falling stones ripped open the blood hole on Chu Xingyun's body. At the same time, the spiritual power lingering around him disappeared like flowing water.

"Chu Xingyun's spiritual sea... broken?" The pupils of the crowd shrank, and for a while, their breathing stopped, and even their hearts stopped beating, falling into absolute silence.

If it is said that the defeat of Wu Jingxue and Lin Tianchong has made the crowd even more desperate, then at this moment, the hearts of the crowd have been occupied by despair, and there is nothing else!

The spiritual sea is the root of cultivation.

No matter how powerful a warrior is, he must rely on the spiritual sea to breathe and absorb the pure spiritual power between heaven and earth.

The spiritual sea is shattered, and the martial artist's lifelong cultivation will be wiped out, unable to perform martial arts and martial arts, let alone activate the martial spirit, and become a complete waste.

At this moment, Chu Xingyun's spiritual sea is broken, which means that all the miracles and feats he created before have become the past. He is no longer a genius, let alone a peerless evildoer with a bright future.

Without Linghai, his existence would not even be as good as that of an ordinary person!

Chu Xingyun fell into a pool of blood, his eyes became hollow, without the self-confidence of the past, the pain enveloped the body and mind, making the whole body tremble crazily.

Chu Xingyun didn't pay attention to the injuries on his body, as long as he was soaked in the blood pool, he would be able to recover within a day.

However, the shattering of the Linghai, the blood pool could not be repaired.

Even the legendary super ninth-level spiritual material is helpless!

"I, Chu Xingyun, lived my whole life again. In just one year, I accumulated countless resources and received help from many strong people, but in the end, I ended up with the broken spiritual sea."

"Could it be that heaven really wants to kill me?"

Rao is Chu Xingyun's perseverance, and he can't help but lament at this time, the last trace of spiritual power in the body dissipates, and the whole person seems to have no soul, looking at the misty sky in despair.

In this world, martial arts are respected, and the strong are supreme.

Without Linghai, Chu Xingyun is equivalent to losing everything.

It was difficult for him to find out the whereabouts of his biological mother.

He can no longer keep the promise he made to Shui Liuxiang back then.

He couldn't even call out the sword of martial spirit.

What is the difference between living and dying in such a life!

The divine light in Chu Xingyun's eyes gradually dissipated, making Chang Mingyang a bit dull. Originally, he wanted to torture Chu Xingyun continuously, and use Chu Xingyun's pain and wailing to vent the hatred in his heart.

Now, Chu Xingyun's mind is in a trance, no matter how tortured, there is no movement at all, it is no different from death.

"I am often famous, but I am a genius disciple of Wanjiange, how can I waste time on a waste." Such a thought popped up in my mind, Chang Mingyang looked at Chu Xingyun's eyes, without the slightest emotion .

Clang!

The cold light silver sword was unsheathed, and a trace of cold killing intent spread from Chang Mingyang's body.

However, he saw that he raised the silver sword, and the dense sword light was tearing apart the void. If it fell on Chu Xingyun, it would definitely cut Chu Xingyun's body apart.

Chu Xingyun also saw this sword light, but his body did not move, and he still stood there, motionless.

Seeing this scene, the hearts of the crowd were filled with lamentation. On their trembling faces, their eyes were closed in pain, and they did not dare to open their eyes to watch this scene happen.

"It's really boring!"

Chang Mingyang snorted coldly, his spiritual power trembled slightly, and condensed the sword light to the extreme, turning into a huge silver sword shadow, printed into Chu Xingyun's pupils, and even enveloped his whole body.

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