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Chapter 57 Death is like the wind, always with me

These fragments of the Scarlet Rainbow Sword are not weaker than the Desert Eagle!

Liao Hong and the others changed their faces and hurriedly used all their best to resist Yan Chu's attack!

Jingle bells--

The sound was like a rain of bullets, Liao Hong and others retreated steadily, and the defensive barrier in front of them dimmed quickly, as if they were about to break at any time!

boom!

Finally, the barrier shattered, and the fragments of the Scarlet Rainbow Sword passed through the bodies of several people, leaving them blood dripping, but they were not killed on the spot.

Before Liao Hong had time to breathe, Yan Chu deceived him and threw a punch!

This punch did not use any techniques, but simply injected the true essence into the fist!

However, with such a punch, a strong wind of fist erupted, causing flying sand and rocks around!

Liao Hong gritted his teeth and suddenly escaped into the ground!

"Want to escape?"

Yan Chu fisted the ground directly. The surrounding area was more than ten meters. The ground trembled and collapsed. Liao Hong, who had just escaped underground, was immediately shaken out!

Not only that, but he was also shaken so that his internal organs were displaced, and his seven orifices were bleeding!

But what Yan Chu did not expect was that Liao Hong, who was seriously injured, rushed forward without stopping!

And in front of him-it is the adorable new disciple recruited by Yan Chuxin!

Yan Chu's expression changed. Does this guy want to have a dead fish?

He quickly turned around to stop him, but didn't want the elders of the Chihong Clan to suddenly make a move, blocking his way!

"Yan Chu, since you are going to push our Chihongmen to the Jue Road, don't blame me for being cruel!"

Liao Hongyin smiled and rushed to the Mengxin disciples!

Ye Lichang hurriedly sacrificed her magic weapon, ready to stand up to protect the other juniors.

It's just that she was only at the cultivation level of the Pill Transformation Realm, and Liao Hong was a strong person in the Golden Pill Realm. Ye Lishang was not sure whether he could withstand Liao Hong's desperate attack.

"A bunch of bad old men, get out of here!"

Yan Chu took out the Desert Eagle, gave the three elders a headshot, and then used the breeze to step back to defense.

But at this time, Liao Hong had already rushed to the group of disciples, and he was about to kill him!

"Damn it!"

Yan Chu blamed himself, this time he was indeed too careless.

But at this moment--

call out!

I saw a sword light descending from the sky and cut Liao Hong's head directly before everyone could react!

Puff!Splashing blood!

Liao Hong's head fell to the ground, still staring at the sky in disbelief.

who is it?

Who the hell is it?

Yan Chu was also dumbfounded.

Looking at this sword light, it seems that it is not Li Zeyang, Mu Qingqian and the others?

Is it Qi Wenhan's bodyguard?

Among the people's doubts, a figure slowly fell in the direction of the source of the sword light.

This person is wearing a light blue robe, with all his long hair tied behind his head, holding a long sword in his hand, his style is like a lonely swordsman.

"Death is like the wind, always with me..."

The swordsman slowly landed next to Liao Hong's corpse, and unexpectedly picked up the flute pinned to his waist and blew it alone.

Yan Chu: "..."

How could this guy look a bit like an orphan he knew?

"Yasuo?" Yan Chu called out suspiciously.

The sound of the flute broke, and the swordsman raised his head: "It is here, but the full name is Liu Yasuo. Please call your full name as Yasuo. If you are called Yasuo, it seems a little ambiguous."

Yan Chu: "..."

Really Nima is Yasuo!

Which world did you travel into??

Yan Chu clutched his forehead and said: "Wait a moment, I am a little dizzy...Let's stroke it first, why are you helping me?"

I saw Yasuo said suspiciously: "Isn't your Excellency the one who gave the money to let the leader of the Thunder Slaying Slaying Faction?"

hiss……

Hearing what Yasuo said, Yan Chu and a group of Jinglei Sect disciples took a breath.

Liao Hong, who had still kept a breath, was so angry that his soul was lost.

"By the way, you are Dao Fellow Liao Hong. When I came here just now, I found someone among the disciples. I knew that it was a time of crisis, so I took care of it. Fortunately, there were no more casualties! "Yasuo said with a smile.

"Yes, you came in time..." Yan Chu said awkwardly.

The Red Hongmen disciple opposite, finally couldn't help it:

"Senior Liu, you just killed Liao Hong, the head of our Chihong Sect, and the head of the Thunder Sect is standing in front of you!"

"Nani??"

Yasuo's eyes widened, he looked at Liao Hong's body on the ground, then looked at Yan Chu standing in front of him, and fell silent for a moment.

Yan Chu was on guard, would the nursery suddenly attack him or other disciples.

But after seeing Yasuo thinking for half a minute, he suddenly held his sword and said to Yan Chu:

"Head of Yan, if you kill the top of Chihongmen for you, how many spirit stones can Head of Yan produce?"

Everyone at Chihongmen: "..."

Your anti-water speed is too fast, right??

The head of Liao's body hasn't been cool yet!!!

Yan Chu laughed loudly.

Pay attention!!

In fact, there are no high-level seniors at Chihongmen. Even if Yan Chu paid the money, there would be no one to kill Yasuo.

But Yan Chu was thinking about another thing.

"Senior Liu has a teacher?" Yan Chu asked.

Yasuo shook his head suspiciously: "I got a copy of Oriental sword book by chance, self-taught, and no teacher."

Yan Chu immediately became happy: "Then if I want to hire Senior Liu to our Jinglei faction as an elder, how many spirit stones do I need to produce?"

Yasuo said with a serious face: "President Yan, the price below, ordinary people can't afford it."

"You can mention it."

Yan Chu smiled slightly. He still had 1,500 Lingshi in his pocket. How could he not even be able to hire an orphan?

Yasuo slowly raised his three fingers.

Yan Chu thought for a while, three thousand?Thirty thousand?Even if it was 300,000 a month, Yan Chu decided to hire Yasuo into the gate.

"Every month, thirty spirit stones!" Yasuo said solemnly.

Hearing this, the disciples of the Chihong Clan started to cry.

Are you strong in the Nascent Soul Realm?

Are you a beggar??

As everyone knows, don't look at Yasuo's realm of high strength, first-class swordsmanship.

In fact, since he picked up that swordsmanship, he has been practicing in seclusion for twenty years.

He only left the customs the day before yesterday, and then received Liao Hong's commission. Yasuo, who didn't understand the market price at all, accepted it in a daze.

Of course, when Liao Hong first offered a reward of 500,000 spiritual stones.

But the news reached Chutian County, and I don't know how many middlemen made the difference.

When finally reached Yasuo's hands, there were only ten spirit stones...

That's why Yasuo boldly proposed to Yan Chu the wages of thirty spiritual stones a month!

Even so, he asked with some worry: "Yes, can you?"

Yan Chu was also stunned for a moment, and then looked embarrassed: "Thirty spirit stones, the predecessor's price is a bit high."

The disciples of the Chihong Clan were about to vomit blood.

Such a pure Nascent Soul Realm master, you are pitted, please be your own person!

The other disciples of the Thunder Sect were also numbed by Yan Chu's operation show. The head of the scalp was able to throw 4.5 million spirit stones for Mo Yanlihao, but now he is arguing about 30 spirit stones with the strong men in the Nascent Soul Realm... …

But only Yan Chu comforted himself in his own heart.

"The development of sects needs spiritual stones. This is also based on the principle of saving and saving. Who can understand such a good intention?"