A familiar breath came from behind, causing the blood-colored monsters that were originally searching blindly to suddenly stiffen.
Chu Jing's heart skipped a beat.
Of course he knew who was chasing him.
The disciples of the Holy Sword Sect, some of the people he had once been closest to.
Now those disciples were holding the swords of the Holy Sword Sect in their hands and shouting that they wanted to kill him.
Chu Jing knew that he had done many things that were disgraceful to the sect, but he didn't understand why the Holy Sword Sect was so determined to kill him!
Could those fellow disciples, masters, and uncles in the sect who once respected, admired, and loved him really be so heartless?
The feelings of many years are true.
After so many years of fleeing, Chu Jing is no longer the proud, glorious, yet simple senior brother Chu Jing of the Holy Sword Sect.
He felt that there must be other reasons, and it might not be a small matter, which would cause his former fellow disciples and former teachers to issue the highest killing order in the sect against him.
But he doesn't want to die yet!
He can't die either!
He had so much to be unwilling to accept! He finally survived, he didn't want to die!
He wanted to become stronger! How could he let go of those monks who had made him what he was now?
The Holy King Palace that made him the target of public criticism, and those monks who took advantage of his misfortune!
So he could only tell himself over and over again that he must not fall down and must stay alive!
But the fellow disciples from the sect who were chasing him seemed determined not to give up until they killed him.
During this journey, in order to hunt him down...
Chu Jing didn't dare to imagine how many of his fellow disciples had fallen into the hands of the cultivators of the Meteorite Flame Realm, the bloodthirsty clan, and these blood-colored monsters.
I dare not imagine how much the sect had to pay and how much determination it had to make to mobilize all the disciples of the Holy Sword Sect, give up the resources for the competition, and give up the sect's honor...
The more I think about it, the stronger the anger, resentment and unwillingness in my chest become!
At this point, he has no way out!
At this moment, looking at the blood-red monsters rushing towards him, Chu Jing's eyes became more and more blood red.
Looking at the female cultivator who seemed unaware of her own advantages, a fierce light flashed in Chu Jing's eyes.
The half ring in his hand was obtained from her.
Although he doesn't want to recall the process, he needs to become stronger now!
The blood-colored monster charging towards him made him alert, and the weapon in his hand was ready to go.
But the bloody monster that rushed in front of him suddenly paused. Chu Jing did not hesitate and raised his sword.
The bloody monster was cut down by him.
Knowing the weaknesses of these blood-colored monsters, he set a fire and the blood-colored monster was immediately burned.
The other blood-colored monsters stopped and took a few steps back. They looked at the flames on the ground and bared their teeth at Chu Jing.
"Hurry! Chu Jing is right ahead!"
The sound behind me was getting closer.
The bloody monster's target of glaring became the group of people behind him.
The leading monk suddenly stopped.
"Be careful, there's a bloody monster!"
The dozen or so people from the Holy Sword Sect suddenly stopped.
Someone also saw the other figure.
"That's... Fu Yuyao! It's Fu Yuyao!"
The expressions of the disciples of the Holy Sword Sect suddenly became even uglier.
Chu Jing’s betrayal is inseparable from Fu Yuyao’s presence.
Even now they couldn't care less, because the eldest brother of the Holy Sword Sect, who was once the pride of the sect, went further and further astray because of his association with this evil woman.
Therefore, after knowing the reason why the sect must kill Chu Jing, their feelings towards Chu Jing became more complicated.
I have admired it, I have also hated it, but now I feel a little sorry for it.
All I can say is that things are unpredictable.
It was as if no one knew that the Taoist's number one genius would end up like this.
No one knew that the mighty leader of the Holy Sword Sect, the number one sect in Taoism, would do such a selfish thing for his beloved disciple!
But now that things have come to this, they can only follow suit and be strangled.
If Chu Jing is not killed, they, the Holy Sword Sect, and even the Taoist Sect, will not be able to gain a foothold in the Yunze Continent!
From the moment they entered the sect, they knew that if they prospered together, they would all prosper, and if they suffered together, they would all suffer.
The glory of the Holy Sword Sect made them glorious as well.
The defeat of the Holy Sword Sect also dragged them into the abyss.
Perhaps some monks were resentful and dissatisfied, but after receiving the order, the disciples who participated in the strangulation did not hesitate.
But unlike Chu Jing, the entire Holy Sword Sect dislikes Fu Yuyao.
People are all made of flesh and blood, so of course they favor the former eldest brother of the sect.
And what the witch had done in the past, especially in the Yellow Springs Secret Realm, made them even more ashamed.
The bloody monster bared its teeth in excitement.
Chu Jing looked at his former fellow disciples, saw the embarrassment on their faces, saw the injuries on his former brothers' bodies, and his grip on the sword tightened even more.
"roar!"
The blood-colored monster suddenly leaped up, skipped over Fu Yuyao and Chu Jing, and pounced directly on a group of disciples from the Holy Sword Sect.
Chu Jing raised his sword again.
His figure quickly shuttled among several monsters.
More roars were heard in the distance.
Chu Jing's expression changed.
"Let's go!"
The Holy Sword Sect disciple's face turned pale, but he still held the sword tightly in his hand.
"Great... Chu Jing! Even if we die together today, we will definitely kill you!"
Chu Jing closed his eyes in some pain.
"Masters...fellow Daoists, please tell me what mistake Chu Jing made that you must kill him, even at the cost of your own lives!"
Several disciples looked a little reluctant.
When the leading disciple felt the vibration under his feet getting stronger and stronger, he looked at Chu Jing seriously.
"Chu Jing, if you don't die, we, the sect, and even the Dao sect, Yunze Continent will have no foothold!"
Chu Jing was shocked.
The leading disciple gritted his teeth and raised the sword in his hand. Chu Jing did not resist, but stared at him intently, as if he wanted an answer.
"Flower of Origin."
"boom!"
The ground exploded and Shen Qingyi's face turned pale.
The spiritual power in the body is almost exhausted.
Triggering the ultimate move multiple times caused her consciousness to feel some pain.
However, most of the blood-colored monsters on the ground had been killed by the formation, and the remaining ones were crushed by the giant skeleton.
Now only a very small number remain.
Shen Qing pulled hard, and everyone in the sky fell into the ice sculpture with her.
"Qingyi!"
Ning Yunan stepped forward and supported Shen Qingyi.
Qi Ling'er also moved closer nervously.
"Shen Qingyi, I have some pills here."
Shen Qingyi managed to steady himself.
The powerful explosion and the excessive consumption of her physical, mental and spiritual energy made her head buzz.
She felt a little dizzy and couldn't hear what Ning Yunan and Qi Ling'er were saying. She shook her head slightly and took out the pills and spirit wine that she had prepared in advance from her storage bag with trembling hands.
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