At the banquet in the city lord's mansion.

The Lord of the Deserted City has a gloomy face and a bad tone.

"Come on, carry all these people down to me."

The Lord of the Deserted City ordered.

"Brother Chen, the people below are ignorant and have offended you. I hope you can forgive me."

The lord of the deserted city apologized to Chen Yu.

"It's okay."

Hearing this, Chen Yu waved his hand and said he didn't care.

"Brother Chen, please sit down in the VIP seats inside."

The Lord of the Deserted City invited.

"City Lord, I have eaten and drank enough, and I am about to leave."

Chen Yu shook his head and refused.

"If that's the case, Brother Chen will please, and I forgive you for being inadequate."

The Lord of the Deserted City said.

"Farewell."

Chen Yu cupped fist with both hands, then turned and left the city lord's mansion.

Around, other people watched Chen Yu leave, with a puzzled look on their faces.

"Who is this person? How dare to talk to the lord like this?"

Someone asked puzzledly.

"Don't you even know him?"

"The other party is a killer god, who destroyed the Xia family."

"Moreover, not long ago, he got the god plum fruit, and many people wanted to kill him and snatch the god plum fruit."

"As a result, all those who dared to attack him were all killed by him. As a result, no one dared to attack him again."

Someone explained.

"It turns out that he is the killer."

Someone suddenly realized.

"So it was him."

Looking at Chen Yu's departure, Chang Xiaoting muttered to herself in a low voice, with a brilliant look in her eyes.

night.

At Geng's house.

"Father, you want to avenge me!"

"I want him to die."

Geng Ting was lying on the bed, his face grimace.

"Ting'er, don't worry."

"No matter who he is, if you dare to hurt you like this, I can't spare him."

The head of the Geng family looked at own son distressedly, he promised.

"Come here, send a dead man to kill Chen Yu for me and avenge Ting'er."

Patriarch Geng's face was gloomy, his eyes were cold, and he said in a harsh tone.

In Chen Yu's small courtyard.

Chen Yu was sitting cross-legged on the bed in the room, cultivating.

Sudden.

In the dark.

Chen Yu opened his eyes.

In his pair of black eyes, two brilliant rays of light appeared, as if penetrating through the void.

"kill."

The deceased Geng family screamed and rushed into the room where Chen Yu was.

The strength of the dead soldiers of the Geng family is not weak, reaching the god-tier Cultivation Base, so murderous.

"Mietian God Fist."

However, in the room.

Chen Yu let out a deep shout.

Bang, bang, bang.

A series of dull voices sounded.

The figure of the dead Geng family flew out of the room like a kite with a broken wire.

Puff, puff, puff.

The bodies of the dead soldiers of the Geng family fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood in their mouths, seeing that they could not survive.

Da da da.

Chen Yu took an elegant step, slowly pacing out from the dark room.

"Who are you?"

"Who sent it?"

Chen Yu's face was indifferent, he looked at the dead men of the Geng family, and asked coldly.

The dead members of the Geng family knew that they couldn't escape, so they bit their tongues and committed suicide.

"The dead man?"

When Chen Yu saw this, he frowned.

Subsequently.

Chen Yu waved his right hand, and the sacred fire fell, burning the corpses of the dead Geng family to ashes.

Chen Yu knew that these people were dead men and couldn't ask anything or find any clues.

"Fine, those who want to kill me will show their feet."

Chen Yu didn't care, he whispered to himself.

Geng's resident.

"What? The life cards of the dead soldiers sent out are all shattered?"

When the head of the Geng family heard the report from the next person, he couldn't help being surprised.

"It seems that this person is not weak, no wonder he can be invited by the city lord, he really has some abilities."

"If I want to kill this person, I have to think of something else."

The Patriarch of the Geng family said with a gloomy expression.

"Come here, give out one hundred thousand inferior Spirit Stones, and go to the desert city The Underworld for a mission."

The Patriarch of the Geng family ordered humanity.

The Underworld is a branch of The Underworld, an organization of the assassins of the gods.

The Underworld, one of the most famous killer organizations in the God Realm, as long as the God Stone can be produced, there will be no people that The Underworld cannot kill.

"Yes, Patriarch."

The subordinates of the Geng family responded.

this day.

Chen Yu is walking on the road.

Sudden.

A thorn of cold light came.

Chen Yu noticed in advance that he tapped his toes on the ground, slightly to the side of his body, and escaped the fatal blow from the opponent.

I saw a killer wearing black clothes and a mask, holding a short sword, and rushing towards Chen Yu.

"Coming again?"

When Chen Yu saw this, he angered.

Chen Yu has been attacked by several waves of killers in a row these days.

By virtue of his great strength, Chen Yu killed all the assassins.

Now, the strength of the assassin, Ascension to the realm of the gods, is getting stronger and stronger.

"The Underworld marches out, endlessly dying."

The man in the black mask looked at Chen Yu and said coldly.

"The Underworld."

Chen Yu said solemnly.

"If you take other people's money, you should be prepared to be killed."

Chen Yu said coldly.

"I will make The Underworld fearful."

Chen Yu's face was calm, and his eyes calmly said.

"kill."

The man in the black mask gave a low voice and continued to kill Chen Yu.

Huh.

The speed of the man in the black mask was so fast that it almost turned into a black shadow. He appeared in front of Chen Yu in the blink of an eye. The dagger in his hand was gleaming with cold light. .

When Chen Yu saw this, his face was indifferent, and his eyes were calm. When the short sword in the hands of the black masked man was about to pierce him, his right hand protruded like lightning in an instant.

Chen Yu grabbed the black masked man's right hand and twisted hard.

Click.

Suddenly, the sound of bone fracture sounded.

"what."

The man in the black mask let out a scream, and the short sword in his hand fell to the ground.

The man in the black mask found that Chen Yu's strength was much stronger than he had imagined. Knowing that he was not Chen Yu's opponent, he gave up the assassination.

Huh.

The man in the black mask slammed his feet on the ground and retreated far away.

When Chen Yu saw this, he sneered: "Since it's here, don't leave, but save your life."

Chen Yu held the finger of the sword in the virtual right hand, and used the virtual condensed sword. He gently waved his right hand from top to bottom.

Tearing.

A fierce Sword Qi whizzed out, containing terrifying power, carrying a fierce edge, passing across the sky, as if torn the world, pierced through the sky, and slashed towards the body of the black masked man.

The man in the black mask flew away, but he heard the whistling wind behind him.

As a result, the black masked man looked back and saw Sword Qi coming from the chop, his pupils suddenly tightened.

"Do not."

The man in the black mask let out a scream.

However, the fierce Sword Qi slashed.

Puff.

Splashes of blood.

The body of the black masked man was cut in half.

"The Underworld?"

"Send assassins to kill me many times. I really think I'm mud Bodhisattva, is there no anger?"

Chen Yu said with a gloomy expression.

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