Chu Jun shouted and rushed out. Shen Xiaobao couldn't help but be shocked and shouted, "Chu Jun, you brat are courting death. Come back!"

Ning Yun whispered, "Ignore him. This fellow Chu Jun has a strong melee ability. It's fine!"

Shen Xiaobao could only activate his flying sword to restrain another black-clothed assassin, lest he fly to slash Chu Jun from behind, and then Chu Jun would be dead. Ning Yun also commanded the flying sword to attack the second black-clothed assassin, trying his best to relieve Chu Jun's pressure.

Chu Jun 's speed was extremely fast, and within a few moves, he had already arrived in front of the remaining black-clothed assassin. The black-clothed assassin was clearly shocked by Chu Jun 's speed as well. The short sword slashed out from the sky and slashed straight at Chu Jun 's chest.

Although a Spirit Refining cultivator was only one level away from a Spirit Condensing cultivator, there was a qualitative difference in strength. Because Spirit Condensation cultivators had yet to form spiritual energy and could not expel objects, while Spirit Condensation cultivators could expel objects and control swords. No matter how nimble a person's movement technique was, they could not control flying swords. Therefore, killing a Spirit Condensation cultivator was simply as easy as lifting a finger to kill a Spirit Condensation cultivator.

Therefore, when the black-clothed man saw Chu Jun rushing towards him, he already thought of him as a dead person in his heart. However, the result was beyond his expectations. Not only did Chu Jun block his flying sword, he also killed it in front of him. The Black Iron Sword brought a strong wind and slashed down on his head.

Although the black-clothed man was shocked, he was still quite calm, because the difference in cultivation was the difference in strength. As long as he swung his sword, he could cut the man and sword into two pieces.

Dang!

When the two swords intersected, the black-clothed killer felt a strange force pressing down from his opponent's sword. Not only did he not cut off his opponent's sword, but his wrist felt numb from the shock. However, as a cold-blooded assassin, his reaction was extremely fast. He slanted his sword and used it to resist his opponent's strength.

Just as the black-clothed assassin secretly called out for luck, he suddenly noticed a white light shining beneath his opponent's feet. The white light whizzed towards his lower abdomen, and its speed was so fast that it drew out a string of afterimages. The black-clothed assassin hurriedly retracted his stomach and flew backwards, barely able to dodge the white light. Only then did he realize that the other party had kicked him. The white light was emitted from his feet, and he did not know what sharp weapon was placed under his boots that could shine.

The black-clothed assassin was rejoicing that he had dodged Chu Jun's kick, but who knew that the black iron sword in Chu Jun's hand would pierce through the air and kill him? The black-clothed assassin didn't expect Chu Jun to dare to throw a sword to injure him. Wasn't he worried that if he missed, he would become defenseless?

The black-clothed assassin swung his short sword, attempting to pull Chu Jun 's sword away. However, when he struck the sword, he realized that something was wrong. The sword actually spun once, and the sword shone with a moonlight glow. The sharp blade of the sword rotated and wiped his neck, causing blood to splatter everywhere. The black-clothed assassin suddenly understood one thing. It turned out that the other party was capable of driving things and controlling swords.

The black-clothed assassin covered his throat as blood spurted out from between his fingers. Then, he threw himself onto the ground and Chu Jun's black iron flying sword fell to the ground. The entire process was like Chu Jun recklessly throwing his sword out to attack the black-clothed killer. The black-clothed killer wanted to pull away Chu Jun's sword, but he didn't expect that the sword would actually spin. As a result, he tragically wiped his neck and died a loser.

Shen Xiaobao , who was fighting over there, would occasionally pay attention to the situation on Chu Jun 's side. He discovered that the black-clothed assassin had actually died under Chu Jun 's sword in such a loose manner. He almost lost his chin in shock. He couldn't help but curse, "Fuck, this is also fine!"

Chu Jun picked up the black iron sword and rushed towards the white-clothed man. It was unknown if the white-clothed man's wrist had been cut or for some other reason, so he had not participated in the attack. Seeing Chu Jun kill one of his brothers in less than half a cup of tea, he was immediately shocked and furious.

"I didn't expect you to hide so deeply. I underestimated you!" The white-clothed man said sinisterly before turning around and hiding in the darkness.

Chu Jun chased after them. At this moment, his heart was filled with killing intent. He swore to kill these assassins and avenge Tie Shi and Qi Qin.

"Chu Jun, come back, your grandmother!" When Shen Xiaobao saw Chu Jun chasing after the white-clothed man and disappearing from his sight, he couldn't help but be extremely anxious. This fellow didn't know how to restrain himself if he didn't know what was good for him. After taking the dog shit luck, he really thought that he was invincible under the heavens.

Shen Xiaobao put away the lightning shield and pounced towards the black-clothed assassin who was fighting him. Seeing this, Ning Yun removed his lightning shield and threw his sword at his opponent. Xiaoxiao was still lying on Iron Stone's corpse, wiping her tears silently, ignoring everything that had happened beside her.

The crescent moon at the bottom of Chu Jun's right foot started to circulate crazily. Although the new sun at the bottom of his left foot hadn't completely taken shape, it was still quite powerful when activated, and his feet were galloping forward with wind. Chu Jun felt as if he was about to step on the sun and moon to fly. The feeling of being relaxed was indescribable. A question couldn't help but arise in his mind, "If I had also refined the first layer of the Blazing Sun Art, would I be able to fly? Left Blazing Sun, Right Crescent Moon, Stepping on the sun and moon to escape the heavens and the earth!"

The white-clothed man originally believed that his movements were extremely fast and he was also good at concealment. As long as Chu Jun chased after him, he would have hundreds of ways to kill him. But now, he was a little shaken, because Chu Jun's incredibly fast speed was actually not inferior to his, and the distance between them was still getting closer and closer.

"Kill!" Chu Jun shouted coldly from behind, followed by a piercing sound that pierced through the air.

The white-clothed man waved his left hand backwards. A pitch-black short sword stretched out between his sleeves and pushed Chu Jun's flying sword away. Just like that, he slowly moved forward. "Scud" Chu Jun had already caught up to him.

Chu Jun reached out to catch the flying sword and stabbed it out casually. The white-clothed man dodged it and spat out a cold light towards Chu Jun's face. He was both anxious and ruthless. Chu Jun helplessly blocked the path with his sword. When that thing was blocked, the white-clothed man disappeared into the darkness.

Chu Jun calmed down, his divine sense stretched out to search the surroundings, but he completely lost the aura of the white-clothed man. Chu Jun frowned. He turned around and returned to where he came from, in case something happened to Ning Yun and Xiaoxiao.

Chu Jun had just taken a few steps when he heard the delicate shouts of the magic treasures Pofeng and Zhao Yu!

"Yu'er!" Chu Jun 's heart was filled with joy as he rushed towards the place where the voice came from.

In the darkness, one could see a flying sword flickering with lightning, flying back and forth. It was indeed the Heavenly Sect's Lightning-controlling Divine Sword.

" Senior Sister Zhao !" Chu Jun shouted loudly from afar, and the crescent moon shen power under his feet activated. Wind blew in his ears, and the trees beside him rapidly retreated.

The white-clothed man and a black-clothed killer were attacking Zhao Yu. Chu Jun didn't care about exposing the secret of being able to expel things, and the Black Iron Flying Sword buzzed through the air and slashed towards the white-clothed man.

The white-clothed man brandished his sword to block Chu Jun 's attack and said gloomily, "Retreat, this brat is a bit strange!" As he spoke, he withdrew and fled.

The remaining black-clothed man also retreated, quickly disappearing into the dense aura of death.

" Chu Jun !" Seeing Chu Jun , Zhao Yu couldn't help but be surprised and delighted as he sprinted towards Chu Jun .

Chu Jun opened his arms and held Zhao Yu in his arms. Finally, the big stone in his heart landed on the ground. He said happily, "I finally found you!"

The two of them hugged each other tightly for the rest of their lives. The joy in their hearts was indescribable.

Zhao Yu hugged Chu Jun tightly with her hands behind her back. Her pretty face was tightly pressed against his chest. Her heart was warm as she said in a dream, "Chu Jun, I thought I would never see you again!"

Chu Jun couldn't help but ask nervously, "Are you not injured?"

Zhao Yu raised her pretty face and smiled sweetly, "No, why are you here?"

Chu Jun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He lowered his head and lightly kissed Zhao Yu on the forehead, saying, "I didn't see you guys return, so I came down!"

Zhao Yu was shocked, "Junior Sister Yun and Little Treasure and I are separated. I wonder how they are now!"

Chu Jun gently hugged her and comforted her, "Don't worry, they're fine. I was with the two of them just now!"

"Really, that's great!" Zhao Yu said happily.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see them!" Chu Jun pulled Zhao Yu's hand and left.

After Zhao Yu took two steps, Dai Mei suddenly frowned and let out a soft cry with a painful expression. Chu Jun hurriedly turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Yu blushed and shook her head, "No … it's fine, I just got scratched by the white-clothed man's hidden weapon!"

Chu Jun 's expression couldn't help but change as he anxiously asked, "Where is the injury? Quickly let me see!"

"No need, it's just a scratch!" Zhao Yu said vaguely.

Chu Jun frowned and said, "These killers are covered in poison. We can't let them down lightly. Where did they get injured? Quickly show them to me!"

Hearing this, Zhao Yu's expression changed slightly and said bashfully, "I scratched my thigh … Ah … don't!"

Chu Jun couldn't help but pick up Zhao Yu and sit down. He lifted up his skirt, revealing two well-proportioned and straight jade legs. Zhao Yu was so embarrassed that she buried her pretty face behind Chu Jun's neck like an ostrich. She comforted herself in her heart, "Let's see. Anyway, this body will belong to this enemy in the future!"

Chu Jun borrowed the gentle light of the moonstone and saw that Zhao Yu's two pink lotus-like legs were flushed red. Even his muscles and meridians were clearly visible, so beautiful that it was dazzling. There was a bloody scratch on the inside of his left leg, which was especially obvious on his flawless skin. It was painful.

"Chu Jun … is there any poison?" Zhao Yu's pretty face was pressed against Chu Jun's neck as she said in a trembling voice. The man's fiery gaze was fixated on that sensitive place, causing her to feel both embarrassed and afraid.

Only then did Chu Jun regain his senses and reached out to touch the edge of the wound, causing Zhao Yuji to tremble sensitively.

"Fortunately, there was no poison. Did the hidden weapon come from his mouth?" Chu Jun heaved a sigh of relief.

Zhao Yu hurriedly put down her skirt and blushed, "Yes, huh? How do you know? You … did you do it on purpose?"

Zhao Yu was both ashamed and angry. This bad guy clearly knew that crying was coming from his mouth. How could it be poisonous? This bad guy was doing it on purpose!

Chu Jun couldn't help but sweat as he defended, "The poison that came out of his mouth may also be poisonous. I care about you!"

Zhao Yubai glanced at Chu Jun and said, "Who knows what you're thinking? Perhaps you intentionally wanted to … look at him!"

Chu Jun looked at the beautiful red face in his arms, and his heart couldn't help but tremble. His mouth was actually a little dry, and his gaze was burning as he stared at Zhao Yu's pink and tender cherry lips. Zhao Yu panicked, pushed Chu Jun, and reminded him, "We need to leave as soon as possible!"

Chu Jun secretly shouted in shame. At this moment, it was truly inappropriate for him to act like this. He hurriedly stood up and said, "Let's quickly return!"

Zhao Yu was both happy and slightly disappointed that Chu Jun could be so self-disciplined.