Volume 1: A Trip to Huainan Chapter 121: Grievances and Disputes

"This kid isn't in the right state. ”

Li Qinghua took a step out of his back foot, although his eyes had maintained calm, but he still slowly restrained his smile, the spear was pointed out in three steps like thunder, the gun shadow was fast, and the white robe was flicked with hatred, the green dragon on his arm was permeated, and the dragon shadow appeared, Zhou Yusheng could only vaguely see that the hand holding the gun was put down and raised, and it disappeared in an instant, but among the thunder shadow floating gun marks, it was like a dragon lingering in the thunder.

The marksmanship thundered, slowly converging from his eyes, and at the moment when it was close at hand, a spear shrouded in silver light swept out.

A group of people standing on both sides who watched this scene indifferently, their eyes flashed slightly, and they all stared coldly at the figure in the air.

The afterimage stopped, Zhou Yusheng's fists clenched, and the boiling qi and blood in his body rose high again, whether it was his eyes or the blood-red lines on his arms, they became more and more scarlet.

The fists sank heavily. The floating clouds that shook the sky, and in a violent trembling sound in his body, it seemed that something was slowly moving against the current, towards the figure hovering in the air, and suddenly exploded in his body.

The aura in the acupuncture cave poured into the barren Dao Sea one after another, and the variegated aura that emerged from the veins shattered, and the solidified dark clouds seemed to disintegrate, and suddenly, it became a miserable image of chaos in the sky.

The cold wind at night was blowing continuously, and the disciples standing on the main peak of the cave all felt a chill to the bone.

"This breath is coming from over there. ”

On the south peak of the main peak of the cave, the young man stood up, looking at the distant peaks and seemed quiet and far away, carrying a light sword on his back, sitting down cross-legged, the bleak wind blew from the sea of clouds, and the liquid of wine or water on the jade bottle quietly rippled, spilling out of the wind.

"Senior Brother Ouyang, do you know that Zhang Zhizhong has heard of Zhou Yusheng. Beside him stood a young man, spirited, but his eyebrows were tightly pressed together.

"Senior Brother Zhou, the only disciple of Binglin Yan who broke into the fourth layer of the Sleepy Spirit Horn Peak Pagoda alone, how could Zhang Zhizhong not treat him as a treasure, where is it not a reason to brag. ”

The young man snorted, and looked up a little disapprovingly, the sound of the wind blowing in the tent actually made a bend, and from the young man's eyes, towards the silent valley at his feet, he made a detour.

At the end of the full moon in the sky, two afterimages floated in.

"Is it Tang Lin?"

The young man restrained his smile and his expression became solemn, although the figure was not fast, it still appeared from the end of the sky, and it was only a few short hours.

The boy on the edge of the cliff still saw the imposing boy clearly, as well as the black eagle with vibrating wings.

The afterimage stopped, turning into a man and an eagle. As soon as the black eagle wings on the young man's shoulders closed, the strange glow slowly contracted, and the pair of psychic eyes also closed slowly in an instant.

Under the corner of the dark eyes, there was a shocking scar that hooked the earlobe.

"You're finally here. There was a sneer on the boy's face.

"I came all the way from the Tang family, but I didn't want to miss you. ”

Tang Lin snorted coldly, even though his expression was arrogant, he still couldn't afford any contempt in his eyes, just because he knew what the true identity of the young man in front of him was.

"It seems that the transformation of the baby has hurt your vitality a lot. The boy said slowly.

"What do you want to say, Ouyang Sinan. A flame rose in Tang Lin's eyes, but this flame was not angry, but with calm in his tone, more like a flame deep to pitch black.

"Tang Lin, how did you talk to my eldest brother. ”

Before the young man could say anything, the young man beside him was already a little displeased, and wanted to pull out the sword, but he was suddenly drenched in cold sweat, but the sword in the palm of his hand could no longer be pulled out.

"Ouyang Wu, it seems that the Heroes Association twenty years ago has not completely shattered your arrogance, and now that it will be five years later, I am afraid that you will no longer have the right to fight for the head of the Ouyang family. ”

He glanced at him lightly with a cold gaze, his eyes were disdainful, and there was a hint of disgust.

"Third brother, how did you talk to the current Tang family. ”

The young man chuckled disapprovingly, patted the back of his hand, Ouyang Wu was in pain, withdrew his hand, drooped his eyes, and said no more.

"I'm not here to listen to you taunt me. Tang Lin said lightly.

"I have already helped you find the orphans of the Zhou family that you said, but according to the conditions at that time, the Tang family's spiritual thunder formula, I will laugh at it. ”

The boy laughed, looked at the pair of thoughtful eyes, his little feet slightly cocked, his palms held his head, and he reclined sideways.

"How can I trust you. In his light and breezy eyes, he stared at the young man calmly, but his tone was a little heavier.

"In less than three years, the boy will find you, and when the time comes, you just need to prepare your things, and in three years, you will see you at Jiangnan Yanyu Bridge. ”

Slowly plunging into the vast sea of clouds, the cloud sword broke through the air, a few flashes, and the young man had already disappeared into the sea of clouds with the young man.

"Ouyang Sinan!"

Tang Lin finally couldn't suppress the monstrous anger in his heart, his eyes were about to split, his palms were clenched tightly in his sleeve robe, and there was gradually a faint cold air lingering in his eyes.

The sharp wind-breaking energy sounded above his head, Zhou Yusheng's eyes slowly opened, and suddenly, in the dark eyes, the dazzling golden light flashed strangely

The white robe fell from the sky, the torn clothes flew down from mid-air, and Li Qinghua's bloody knife pressed on the young man's body, but no matter how his face turned red and increased his strength, the spear seemed to be frozen in mid-air, and it didn't move at all.

Li Qinghua, whose face was flushed and short of breath, was almost two extremes compared to Zhou Yusheng, whose face was flat and he didn't even breathe a little chaotic.

I only felt that there seemed to be a heat wave in my body, which was passing through the nebula-like aura vortex, slowly surging towards the surroundings, and the Dao Sea emerged, breaking free from the shackles of the thunder arc in my body, and the scarlet lines in my arms became more and more bright red, and almost at the same moment, the spear was like a dragon-like sword, and it was cut off in the air.

"Is this guy really deadly!"

Li Qinghua was no longer able to drop the speed of the gun, and on the sword, the silver dragon that fell down was lurking in the waves, penetrating like a fish dragon.

At the moment when he was slashed in the ink fist, the spear blade was strangely unbroken, and the shadow of the spear flickered from it several times, Li Qinghua gritted his teeth suddenly, and a circle of ripples emanated from his body.

The monstrous blood burst forth, almost disgustingly turning into seven blood snakes from the white robe, and it didn't look transparent, and in his body, the blood qi gushing out of his body evaporated strangely.

It was a fishy smell that was close to violence, the dim star veins suspended in the nebula, gray as if they were floating in a dusty area, and the blood that resonated with the same feelings, the qi and blood in Zhou Yusheng's body, and the terrifying green tendons clearly visible in his arms, were frantically agitated.

"I can't go toe-to-toe with him, or I'll definitely lose. ”

In this state, even though his mind was shrouded in a layer of blood mist, he could still maintain a clear consciousness, which made him slowly withdraw the falling fist.

It was a kind of cultivation gap that could not be bridged.

Suddenly, silence was restored in the body, and the entire Dao Sea was devastated as if it had experienced the vicissitudes of wind and rain, just holding the sword, his mind was quickly occupied by an irrepressible killing intent, and he couldn't get down the hand that held the scabbard for a long time.

"This guy's mind is a little weird, and it doesn't seem to be affected by the pseudo-dragon energy in my gun. Li Qinghua was slightly stunned, and stepped back from the sky, a spear, a little trance.

Just as the young man faced the spear, he slowly closed his eyes, and something seemed to light up slowly from the deep silence in his mind, and then, as if there was a subtle sound, it sounded faintly from a faint place, and the dark pupils, along the trend of the meridians, a touch of golden light gradually floated into his heart.

"It seems that it is not good luck that you have survived until now. He smiled helplessly, and the seven pairs of blood snakes wound towards the spear, and at the same time, the hand turned into a talisman, and burned in mid-air.

Suddenly, the bloody knife in his hand shot out sharply, and in the silent body, the white robe was windless and automatic, and it was extremely red in an instant.

The blood spear in his hand was moistened by the aura, and it became more and more vivid, and his eyes were staring at Zhou Yusheng with his eyes closed, Li Qinghua's body fell forward without warning after being silent for a moment, like a ghost at the moment before it fell to the ground.

The air between Zhou Yusheng and Li Qinghua shook slightly.

Li Qinghua rustled his footsteps on the ground, and his right hand holding the gun spun suddenly, and suddenly, the blood spear turned into a dense blood mist, like a river of blood condensed in mid-air, and countless blood-colored remnant spears fell between the rivers of blood.

Zhou Yusheng's complexion changed slightly, originally the only spear in his mind turned out to be two in his life, two in his life, two in three, even if he felt different breath fluctuations from the gun qi, but Zhou Yusheng could still feel several gun qi, from that blood river, rising.

At the same time, the air within the rotation range of the gun head was actually extracted.

A river of blood, paved with hundreds of acres, rumbled from the spear.

Zhou Yusheng raised his head slowly, the golden light in his eyes danced gently, the corners of his mouth hooked a sneer, his left hand was like wearing flowers and picking leaves, his body fluttered slightly like the wind, and at the same time, his right hand stretched out.

"Senior Brother Zhou, I didn't have any malicious intentions, but I just borrowed the precepts of Elder Chen of the Discipline Hall to bring you back to the Discipline Hall. ”

Li Qinghua himself couldn't explain why he would face a disciple who was weaker than himself again, and he had bad thoughts in his heart.

It's not that he shouldn't have it, but in his dictionary, it shouldn't have been born in his battles.

At the moment when Zhou Yusheng's right hand grabbed the blood river, the thousands of blood spears were finally grouped into a spear that seemed to be able to tear apart the sky, and behind that spear, there was actually a talisman of a fang-faced man and beast.

"Broken!"

With a loud shout, the blood-colored spear that pointed straight at the sky, at that moment, the blood flowed and drifted, scattered in the sky, and the surging blood-red aura also poured into it, and a spear, like an ethereal phantom, fell from the sky.

"It's coming!"

The last move, Zhou Yusheng didn't know what kind of power it had. It was in the faint sense, the form was enlightened, and Zhou Yusheng's eyes slowly opened, and at this time he was desperate for a fatal blow. It made his whole body burn like a flame.