"Boy, stop me!"

Just as Zhou Qing was about to slap his palm on the fat woman's front door, outside the Butterfly Tower, an angry shout suddenly came.

At the same time, a long sword flashing with a cold glow shot out, piercing Zhou Qing's vest.

"No one can save the people I want to kill. Zhou Qing spoke coldly, and under the power of the powerful divine soul, the speed of that long sword was slowed down countless times in his perception.

Zhou Qing slapped his palm directly on the fat woman's face, and at the same time, his other palm suddenly swung towards his back.

Clang!

Zhou Qing's palm directly hit the flying long sword, and suddenly burst into a sound like the collision of gold and iron.

The long sword flew back upside down in the direction it was fired from.

"Bastard, you don't even take me in your eyes, whoever dares to kill me, I'm going to kill you. An angry shout suddenly came.

Swish!

In the crowd, a figure shot out quickly.

The next moment, everyone saw that a young man with a slender figure and a face like a crown of jade appeared in the Butterfly Tower.

The man was dressed in a splendid robe, with long black hair draped in his mind, his hair bun was towering, and his handsome face had a strong sense of arrogance, which made people feel disgusted, and this person was the real owner of Huadie Tower, a disciple of Wuji Sect, Zhang Ze.

Zhang Ze looked at the fat woman lying on the ground whose vitality had dissipated, and there was a touch of murderous intent on her face.

Zhang Ze turned around slowly, his cold gaze fell on Zhou Qing, and said calmly: "Boy, I warned you, why don't you stop?"

Zhou Qing chuckled faintly and said, "What are you, why should I stop because of your words." ”

"Yuan Siqi, let's go!"

Zhou Qing took Yuan Siqi's hand and walked towards the outside of the Butterfly Tower.

"Bastard, leave me behind!" At this time, Zhang Ze's burst of cheers suddenly rang out.

Zhang Ze's figure burst out, he held a long sword, and a strong killing intent spread from his body, and he stabbed towards Zhou Qing with a sword.

Sen Han's killing intent approached, Zhou Qing let go of Yuan Siqi's palm, and said lightly: "You take care of yourself, and when I solve this annoying fly, we will leave here." ”

"Then be careful!" Yuan Siqi said in a low voice.

Just now, Zhou Qing had been holding his palm, and Yuan Siqi's heart gradually produced a warm feeling.

When she was most desperate, Zhou Qing suddenly appeared, and then, he killed the fat woman who had beaten and abused her, which made Yuan Siqi have an inexplicable feeling, which seemed to be between liking and gratitude.

In the past many years of his life, Yuan Siqi was born noble.

Although she is not the kind of person who likes to look down on others with a proud attitude, she is also very proud in her heart.

Yuan Siqi has always felt that only the top powerhouse in the world can be worthy of her and become her man.

And at this moment, seeing Zhou Qing making a move for her, a certain feeling in the girl's heart became stronger and stronger unconsciously.

Zhang Ze's long sword stabbed quickly, looking at the cold tip of the sword, Zhou Qing's deep voice slowly sounded.

"Aoki gloves!"

In the meridians, the majestic power of Aoki flowed like a mighty river, and a trace of power poured out of his body, converging on Zhou Qing's palm, and suddenly, Zhou Qing's entire palm turned green.

Facing Zhang Ze's long sword, Zhou Qing's index finger and middle finger of his right hand stretched out, and in an instant, the long sword was caught in the fingertips, no matter how much strength Zhang Ze used, the long sword could no longer move a single inch.

"Bastard, let my sword go for me. ”

Zhang Ze pulled the long sword backwards hard, and when he saw that the long sword was not moving, he couldn't help but shout angrily.

"If you want your sword back, I'll give it back to you. Zhou Qing chuckled faintly, his fingertips loosened, and suddenly the long sword was pulled back by Zhang Ze.

But it all happened so suddenly.

Originally, Zhang Ze was still drawing the long sword vigorously, but for a while, he didn't retract his strength in time, and the whole person instantly fell backwards.

Syllable!

Zhang Ze fell to the ground with his buttocks, looking extremely embarrassed.

At this moment, outside the Butterfly Tower, all the onlookers could see that Zhou Qing was simply playing Zhang Ze.

The inner disciple of the dignified Wuji Sect, the five-fold powerhouse of the Linggang Realm, Zhang Ze realized that after he was teased by Zhou Qing, there was a monstrous anger burning in his heart.

He roared angrily: "Boy, you dare to play tricks on me, I want you to die!"

Zhang Ze stood up from the ground suddenly, he grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the rolling spiritual power instantly poured into the long sword.

Buzzing!

The long sword trembled slightly, and the crisp sound of the sword groan suddenly rang out.

"Feng Ling Slash!"

A low roar erupted from Zhang Ze's throat, he held the long sword in his hand, his expression was extremely solemn, and he slashed towards Zhou Qing with a sword.

Suddenly, the monstrous sword qi was released from the long sword, and the sword qi converged in the air, as if forming the feathers of a phoenix.

On top of that feather, with a killing intent like substance, it swept towards Zhou Qing.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Zhou Qing stared at the attack condensed by Zhang Ze, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a slight shock appeared in his eyes.

Through the previous battles, Zhou Qing could see that Zhang Ze's strength was extremely vain, that is to say, his realm was largely improved by relying on pills.

However, at this moment, there was a trace of powerful aura in the sword moves that Zhang Ze cast.

"It seems that this Zhang Ze has some talent in the way of the sword, but that's all!" Zhou Qing shook his head and sighed lightly.

Swish!

Zhou Qing's palm suddenly fell, and the Blue Emperor Sword flashed out.

Without the slightest fancy move, Zhou Qing slashed out with a sword, and the majestic sword intent seemed to be able to cut the sky and the earth, and it was unstoppable.

The moment Zhang Ze's sword qi collided with the Blue Emperor Sword, there was no accident, and the long sword in Zhang Ze's hand directly slammed and broke into countless fragments.

The Blue Emperor Sword slashed across Zhang Ze's shoulder, leaving a narrow blood mark on his body.

Yes!

Suddenly, in the wound on his body, a sharp pain came, and Zhang Ze couldn't help but grin.

Zhou Qing looked at Zhang Ze indifferently, shook his head, his eyes were full of disappointment, such a powerful force as Wujimen, there is still garbage.

It's just a sword cut on his body, Zhang Ze will actually scream, this kind of person doesn't even have a tenacious heart, even if he is given more cultivation resources, heaven and earth material treasures, then he will still be a garbage in the future, with no achievements.