In front of him was Zao Wou-Ki, a heaven-level clone, and below him were the people of Hongmen who mocked and sneered.

Qin Yun looked up, Zao Wou-Ki laughed wantonly, Xue Zhao anxiously persuaded her, and Ling Yiwei was full of worry.

The so-called world is more than this, right?

However, for Chu Yun, even if the people in the world bully him, laugh at him, insult him, despise him, belittle him, hate him, scold him, free him, avoid him, endure him, and then, cut him with a sword!

This is Yunyang Immortal Venerable, smiling lightly, swordsmandy!

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, I saw the top of the Nine Heavens, Chu Yun stood proudly, wielding his qi into a sword, surging might, all bursting down.

"Heavenly Thirteen Styles"

"The first style, stepping on the stars!"

On the top of the starry sky, Chu Yun stepped into the sky, surging like a dragon. Between the three thousand thunderbolts surging wildly, Chu Yun stepped on the sky and slashed Zhao Wuji's clone.

Boom!

There was an earth-shattering explosion, and Zao Wou-Ki's clone only moved slightly, but Chu Yun's blow didn't even make him retreat.

The people of Hongmen immediately burst into laughter, and they all laughed at Chu Yun's inadequacy.

Qin Yun, Xue Zhao and the others couldn't help but shake their heads, the gap between the heavenly level and the earth level could not be crossed after all.

Zao Wou-Ki's ontology was sneering proudly at this time.

"Haha.."

"As I said, my doppelganger, killing you is like slaughtering a chicken and killing a dog. ”

"Chu Yun, you are fighting the trapped beasts here, and you are just humiliating yourself. ”

"I'm just asking me to stand there and let you fight, even if you do, you can't even hurt him at all!"

Zao Wou-Ki smiled wantonly, and his words were full of confidence in winning the game, as well as the strong playing with the weak.

However, in the midst of everyone's ridicule, between the heavens and the sky, I saw that the young man's movements were like the wind, and his power was undiminished. In the blink of an eye, Chu Yun's next blow had already been brewed and suddenly appeared.

"Second Form: Regret the Earthquake!"

In the depths of the galaxy, the moon is dotted and the stars are shining. It is as if there are sharks on the shore, leaving pearls on the moon. And in the midst of such a bright star, there is a young man who turns his hands over and covers the sky. It is surging and majestic, but it is like the sea and the abyss.

Immediately afterwards, a palm that covered the sky slowly took shape at the top of the Nine Heavens. Then, with the momentum of lightning and stone fire, it pierced the sky, and suddenly fell on top of Zao Wouji's clone.

Boom!

There was another bang, like thunder and rage, shaking in all directions.

However, everyone in Hongmen still shook their heads with a smile, and Zao Wou-Ki also sneered with a sneer on his face: "It's useless, it's too weak, you're too weak." ”

"Don't say it's two moves, even if it's ten moves, a hundred moves, or a thousand moves, in the face of the huge realm gap, you are still vulnerable. ”

The sound of mockery and sneer still echoed in the mountains.

And Chu Yun's sky-covering palm had already been smashed down.

The storm swept through, and everyone only saw that the clone of Zao Wou-Ki, who had been motionless like a mountain, trembled a little, and then took a few steps back.

"It's... This..."

Seeing such a situation, many people's faces suddenly froze, even Zao Wou-ki, in that smile, was a little more surprised.

But that's all, Chu Yun has done this step, it is estimated that it is already the limit.

However, no one expected that after the two moves were released in succession, Chu Yun's third move was condensed and formed again in front of everyone. An even more violent force was revealed between heaven and earth in an instant.

"The third type, the Eight Poles Collapse!"

In the midst of the angry shouts, Chu Yun's figure suddenly crossed the void and stepped forward in the blink of an eye. Then he clenched his palms into a fist, and his entire body was bent into a bow shape almost instantly, and when he put the powerful bow full of strength, a pair of iron fists suddenly blasted out, and the sound exploded, almost opening the void. No one thought that Chu Yun's thin body would burst out at this moment, as if it were the power of the entire universe.

Chu Yun's punch, just like this, with unparalleled might, slammed into the chest of Zhao Wouji's clone.

Boom!

At the sound of a fist, Zao Wou-Ki's clone took a step back.

Boom!

The second fist exploded, and it took three steps back.

Boom!

With a third sound, the clone burst back ten steps.

Bang bang!

It wasn't until later that the remaining five fists, like bombs, burst and exploded one after another within that clone. The five fists burst out almost at the same time, and the strong wind swept between, and in the trembling eyes of everyone, everyone saw that Zao Wouji's doppelganger was like a cannonball, and it was shocked and flew out, smashed through the mountains, rocks, grass and trees, and shook the mountains, rivers and earth.

At this time, Zao Wou-Ki's clone, although he did not vomit blood, he had completely lost his initial peace of mind.

Everyone was stunned, all the ridicule had disappeared, and everyone's gaze at the hustle and bustle ahead was a little less contemptuous and a little more dignified.

"Actually... I even repelled it!"

"It's... How is this possible?"

When everyone was shocked, Chu Yun's fourth move had already been brewed again, and then it fell with a bang.

"Fourth type, thunder change!"

It was as if the heavens and the earth were cracked, and there was a thunderbolt running through the sky.

In the solemn gaze of everyone, I saw Chu Yun's long arm swipe, and the electric light thunder snake exploded in the sky, and a thunder snake formed by the convergence of blue light slashed horizontally towards Zhao Wuji's clone.

Sting!

There was a thunderstorm, the rocks cracked, and the plants and trees flew. The entire Wuji Mountain, almost under Chu Yun's surging might, trembled violently. The cracks the thickness of a bucket radiated in all directions from the center of the storm like a spider's web.

And the clone of Zhao Wouji, who bore the brunt of the blow, couldn't hold it anymore under Chu Yun's blow, and between the explosion of his body, the red blood was already unbearable, and he spit it out directly.

"It's... This..."

"How is this possible?"

Seeing that Zao Wou-Ki's doppelganger vomited blood and was injured, the entire Hongmen people were stunned.

Qin Yun's beautiful eyes trembled, and in her pupils, the look of surprise couldn't help but fluctuate.

Even Xue Zhao couldn't help but be extremely surprised that Chu Yun actually injured Zhao Wuji's heaven-level clone with his earth-level strength.

However, surprise is surprise, even if Chu Yun can hurt Zao Wouji's clone, it still won't help. When Zao Wou-Ki's doppelganger reacted, Chu Yun still had to be beaten.

Therefore, the wisest choice for them now is to retreat.

However, just as Xue Zhao was about to persuade Chu Yun to leave again, he was shocked to find that Chu Yun, who had made four moves in a row, did not have the slightest intention of stopping, and the thin figure, after stepping on the ground, actually broke out again.

Seeing this scene, Xue Zhao was not only an accident, but a deep shock.

Could it be that Chu Yun's attack is not over yet?

"He still has a move?"

When everyone was shocked, as if he was deliberately responding to them, the sound of the young man's judgment immediately resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Heavenly Thirteen Styles"

"Fifth Style: Fly, Cloud, Vertical!"

In the chaotic shouting, I saw Chu Yun's figure, like an elf in the dark night, and like a streamer in the black waterfall, between heaven and earth, he couldn't help but change his figure, until in the end, the vast world was full of Chu Yun's phantom.

At this moment, there were a thousand Chu Clouds taking off, a thousand Chu Clouds punching, and a thousand Chu Clouds attacking.

Until finally, a thousand people are one.

Thousands of attacks, finally gathered in one place.

Turning the surface into a point, and then gathering a point with a face!

In the moment when this attack was brewing, even the thousands of miles of void were trembling and shattering, and the streamers of time were dimmed.

The earth has been reborn for more than a year, and there have been nearly more than 100 battles of all sizes, killing hundreds of strong people, and defeating dozens of titled grandmasters, but from beginning to end, Chu Yun's Heavenly Absolute Thirteen Styles have only come out of the fourth form, and the thunder has changed.

To this day, when facing Zao Wou-ki's Heavenly Rank clone, the fifth form of the Heavenly Absolute Thirteen Forms, Feiyun Zong, finally appeared in the world!

The moment this attack appeared, everyone was shocked, and deep in their hearts, there was a dense horror and horror.

Even if they were as powerful as Xue Zhao and Zhao Wuji, under the power of Chu Yun's move, they actually felt a strong threat.

"How is that possible?"

"How could a ground-level junior burst out with such a powerful attack?"

Zhao Wuji was almost stunned, and his clone no longer dared to stand there and let Chu Yun fight like before. Between the storms, the surging power swept out, and Zao Wou-ki's clone also immediately broke out into a counterattack.

Between his hands clenched, a pair of giant fists with a speed beyond the sound barrier immediately met Chu Yun's attack and smashed it hard.

Rumble~

The heavens and the earth tremble, and the sun and the moon are terrified!