As the world came to collapse, the war continued, and during this period, a force called Wushen Jue Palace suddenly appeared on the original Tianxia Society's garrison. The palace master Jue Wushen even posted heroic posts, claiming to dominate the martial arts world and unify the world.

In this way, the world became more and more chaotic...

It was snowing heavily in December. On a quiet path, a young man in black was leading a white horse, and the white horse was immediately a smiling girl.

"Brother Yun, my father has entrusted me to you. You must take good care of me!"

The girl on the white horse was named Chuchu, and the young man who led the horse was Bu Jingyun who was looking for Qin Shuang's whereabouts during that year.

"Senior Yu Yue has recreated me. Now I have to take revenge, and my senior brother is missing again. I am alive, and this life is for you to be returned!" Bu Jingyun led the horse and walked in the wind and snow, with no expression on his face, as if he had seen through life and death.

"Male, run quickly..." Looking at Bu Jingyun's tough face, Chu Chu sang leisurely, and from time to time, stretching out her hands to sweep the snow on Bu Jingyun's head.

The two walked along the way, and Chuchu sang along the way. After walking out of this mountain path, they saw an inn.

"We will rest here tonight, continue to rush tomorrow, and go to Fujian to meet my junior brother Feng!"

Looking at the inn in the wind and snow, Bu Jingyun tightened the sword behind him, and then led the horse to the inn.

“Woooooooooooo…”

With the sound of the wind at night, heavy snow in the sky continued to fall, and Bu Jingyun and Chuchu's figures gradually merged with the inn.

"Shopkeeper, store owner, the customer is here!" Looking at Bu Jingyun, who tied his horse to the horse shed, Chuchu jumped and pushed open the inn door, and a smell of blood came towards her.

During the away battle, corpses were everywhere, with some warm dishes on the table, and blood that had not yet become cold.

"Brother Yun, come and see!" Chuchu, as a child of the martial arts world, was not scared by this scene, but shouted at Bu Jingyun with some excitement.

Bu Jingyun strode forward, grabbed the peerless sword with one hand, and gently blocked Chuchu's body.

"Children, don't look at these things!" Bu Jingyun's face was expressionless. After scanning Chuchu, he walked into the gate and said softly. "There will be no missing places for revenge in the world, but I'm here, so don't be afraid. Find some food first, we will stay here in the evening."

"Brother Yun, there are dead people here! And these dishes are not cold yet, which means those people may not have gone far. It's not good for us to live here!" Looking at Bu Jingyun who was strode in, Chuchu tiptoed behind, fearing that he would step on the corpse on the ground.

"If you don't live here, can you sleep in the snow?" Bu Jingyun put the sword behind him on the table, then pushed a gangster who died on the table to the ground, and instead sat on himself.

Bu Jingyun sat at the table, and looking at Bu Jingyun's calm expression, Chuchu walked over reluctantly. While tidying up the food on the table, she kept cursing Bu Jingyun for being confused.

"Chuchu, don't be too far away from me. Although the wounds on these people are different, these people are killed in one blow. The injured part is either the neck or the chest, and the people who kill them are not ordinary people!"

Looking at Chuchu who was busy, Bu Jingyun took out a water bag from his body, took a sip and handed it to Chuchu.

"I know, you are all experts, who made me a weak woman!" Chuchu, who packed the food on the table, turned her eyes aside, and she turned her eyes aside after hearing the sound, and expressed dissatisfaction with Bu Jingyun treating her as a child.

"Tread, step, step..."

Just as Bu Jingyun was drinking the water he brought and eating the jerky meat in his backpack, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came to the door.

"Clang..."

The gate of the inn was pushed open. Bu Jingyun looked up and saw a group of warriors wearing black clothes holding weapons walking in surrounded by a handsome young man.

As the gate opened, the group of warriors looked at Bu Jingyun and the others sitting inside, and then looked down at the corpses on the ground.

"Sir, this person is Bu Jingyun..." Looking at Bu Jingyun's face, a warrior gently came to the young man and whispered.

"Smack sex..."

After hearing the warrior's words, the young man looked at the blood that was not cold yet, applauded repeatedly, and smiled, "What a ruthless Bu Jingyun, I am really cruel and ruthless, and I admire him very much!"

"In the Wushen Jue Palace, Juexin. I have seen the Lord of Bu Jingyun!" The young man bowed to Bu Jingyun, and then strode into the away battle.

"These people were not killed by Brother Yun, don't talk nonsense!"

After hearing Juexin's words, Chuchu glanced at Bu Jingyun who had not refuted, and couldn't help but stand up and defended Bu Jingyun.

"Don't be nervous, this lady, our Wushen Jue Palace is not the yamen of the court. No matter how many people you kill, we won't care."

Juexin came here overnight under Jue Wushen's orders, with the purpose of defeating Xiongba in the rumor, and being vaguely elected as the number one master of the young generation by the martial arts world.

After all, Wushen Jue Palace is a Japanese sect. Although Jue Wushen is self-conceived, Wushen Jue Palace still needs some influential people to help if he wants to gain a foothold in Middle Earth. In this way, Fengyun and the two who defeated Xiongba and subverted the World Association are the treasures in Jue Wushen's eyes.

"Lord Bu, in the name of his father, please invite Lord Bu Jingyun to gather at Wushen Jue Palace to discuss the major events in the world."

Juexin looked at Bu Jingyun who had been unmoved, and a smile appeared on his face. He bowed to the ground and sincerely invited him.

"That Wushen Jue Palace that came from Japan! Haha, don't go..." Bu Jingyun didn't look at Juexin, and tore off a piece of beef in his hand, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

"Master Bu, we have countless masters of Wushen Jue Palace. This trip to the Central Plains is to dominate the martial arts world. Master Bu is very skilled in martial arts, so it would be a pity to waste his talents like this!" Hearing Bu Jingyun's rejection, the smile on Juexin's face remained unchanged and he still said sincerely.

Bu Jingyun looked at Juexin, then relieved the beef jerky in his hand, pressed his hand on the peerless sword, and expressed his thoughts with his actions.

"My father is so godless that I have to invite Master Yun from no matter what, and I offend you!"

Looking at Bu Jingyun's actions, he smiled apologetically. When he raised his head again, he shouted softly with frost on his face; "Take it, please ask Master Yun to gather in Wushen Jue Palace."

"Sweep and swipe..." Hearing Juexin's order, all the warriors in black pulled out their weapons and rushed towards Bu Jingyun without saying a word.

"Dingding Dingding..."

The peerless sword in Bu Jingyun's hand danced in a mess, and all the weapons in black collided with him were cut and broken.

"Chuchu, protect yourself!" Bu Jingyun turned around and gave an order to Chuchu, then jumped up from the spot, wielded his sword and rushed into the battle group.

The black-clothed warriors present were all swordsmen from Japan and were disciples in the Wushen Palace. Although the attack methods of these warriors were very strange, they rarely had two rounds under Bu Jingyun's peerless sword.

The Japanese warriors' long swords are relatively thin. After encountering a thick peerless sword, Bu Jingyun often cut the black-clothed warriors with their swords in half with one sword. In just a few breaths, there were more than twenty black-clothed warriors who died in Bu Jingyun's hands.

"It's all waste, I, Wushen Jue Palace, have lost all my face!" Looking at the subordinates who were seriously injured, Juexin's face showed a trace of dissatisfaction, then he flew up and slapped Bu Jingyun in the standing group with a palm.

"Paiyun Palm!"

Looking at Jue Xin flying in, Bu Jingyun swung his sword in his right hand suddenly. After forcing the black-clothed warrior beside him, he turned around and palmed towards Jue Xin.

"Bang..."
Chapter completed!