Ye Liuyun's arms were lost at this time, although the whole person was still light, but after all, he was seriously injured, although his person wanted to pass through the storm of sword qi formed by the mixing of this sword light and shattered knife qi in the misty and rare blade gap like a light smoke.

But after all, because of the drag of his injuries, he couldn't pass through this violent storm of sword qi, but instead he was stabbed more than a dozen times, and his white clothes also turned into a bloody clothes because of the blood that burst out of his body.

Ye Liuyun fell to the ground weakly, and still wanted to fight back while struggling, but before he could regain his strength, Zhou Luo's body came to him as if it was blown up by the wind under a sway, and the black knife in his hand came out, directly piercing his neck between Xu Ni.

Ye Liuyun looked at the handsome young man in front of him weakly, and really felt what it meant to be proud of the first day of martial arts since ancient times, he never thought that he would one day be killed in a fair duel.

He never thought that he would be killed by such a young martial arts genius, because when it comes to the degree of genius, he thinks that he should also be the most outstanding group in this world, except for those who are also grandmasters, there is hardly anyone in the world who can compare with him.

But compared to these, what he didn't expect the most was that someone in the mortal world could actually use this kind of god and demon move that non-human beings could use, even if he himself was a monster in the eyes of the world, he still felt that the young man in front of him was the biggest monster in this world.

“……”

Ye Liuyun struggled to support his body, he looked at Zhou Luo's eyes who walked towards him, and seemed to want to struggle to get up and say something, but after all, he couldn't withstand the call of death, and fell down in despair.

A generation of myths is over!

Zhou Luo looked at the fallen "god of the world" in front of him with some sadness, and sighed in his heart, as an executor destined to set foot in different worlds in the future, Zhou Luo didn't know if he would fall into a strange world one day and die in a corner that no one knew.

Who in the world can not die? Let you be peerless, glamorous in the world, and in the end you will be a pink skeleton; Let your generation be arrogant, sitting on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and in the end it will eventually turn into a handful of loess; In the past, no matter how much romance and laughter there are, they will eventually be erased by time.

Zhou Luo, who was full of emotion in his heart, looked at Ye Liuyun's corpse on the ground and was silent for a while, and at this time, the annoying screams and cries around him made him feel even more noisy.

He didn't have to look up, his otherworldly facial perception could easily let him know what was going on under the restaurant.

It's nothing more than those onlookers under the restaurant who suddenly felt that the heavens and the earth were cracking at the moment when Ye Liuyun died, and it was difficult to accept.

After all, this is not an ordinary person, but the patron saint of the entire Qingguo--- Ye Liuyun!

From now on, there will be no so-called grandmaster Ye Liuyun in Daqingguo, and the people of Qingguo have long been accustomed to the existence of this god of the world in Qingguo, who is uncertain in the world, and his death caught everyone off guard.

However, no matter what these people in the restaurant felt sad and unacceptable, their behavior was nothing more than irritating noise for Zhou Luo.

Zhou Luo heard a sentence in his previous life, Lu Xun said: "The man downstairs is sick to death, and the family in the wall sings the gramophone; On the other side is to get the kids. There were two people upstairs laughing maniacally; There is also the sound of playing cards. There was a woman on the boat in the river crying for her dead mother. The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same, I just think they are noisy. ”

At this time, Zhou Luo's psychology was no different, and Zhou Luo's face couldn't help but darken a little, he gathered all his true strength, and stomped the ground of the restaurant that was originally covered with traces by the fight between him and Ye Liuyun.

"Boom, boom!"

With a violent explosion, the restaurant, which was already somewhat unsupportable, suddenly collapsed as if it had been blasted, and the entire restaurant collapsed, burying Ye Liuyun's body directly, just like a huge tomb.

"Ye Liuyun, this can be regarded as I built a tomb for you, so that your body will not be exposed, as for how the Ye family and Emperor Qingguo will collect your body next, it has nothing to do with me, I will go, I will break the bottleneck in front of you and go to a higher martial arts peak."

Zhou Luo looked at the collapsed restaurant behind him, and his heart was vaguely touched, he looked at the "tomb bag" in the distance and whispered a word, and then turned to leave.

Before leaving, Zhou Luo threw a few ingots of gold to the shopkeeper who was eating arsenic not far away and looked so bleak that he was about to step into the Yellow Spring, and his figure drifted away in a few shakes.

After that, he didn't care how the shopkeeper dealt with his boss, and he didn't leave as a peerless grandmaster, but gave silver, which was already his rare kindness.

After Zhou Luo left, countless pieces of information scattered from this border city to the world, from now on, this nameless city of Beiye City will never be obscure again, it should be because there was a god in the world here! Ye Liuyun.

And no matter what the people of Kyungkook think? What do the people of Dongyi City think? What do the people of Northern Qi think? Zhou Luo didn't care, his martial arts path was still farther ahead.

At this time, he had completed the task as early as the moment he killed Ye Liuyun and obtained the qualification to return to the main world.

Everything in this world has nothing to do with him, Zhou Luo no longer wants to ask about these things, the strength level of this world is too low, it is of no help to him, he just wants to return to the main world as soon as possible.

As for how the world pattern will develop in the future, in the final analysis, it still depends on Fan Xian, or Zhan Doudou, or his cheap apprentice Ye Xuanling's own play, these trivial matters in the world have nothing to do with him.

He is the wind, the clouds, and the seeker, but there is not much fireworks in the world, and he is more like a god who looks down on the world indifferently.

Avoiding the huge flow of people in the city who flocked to Ye Liuyun's dead restaurant, and found an unoccupied room, Zhou Luo directly chose to return.

At the bedside of the cabin, Zhou Luo looked at the cold and quiet scene outside the window where the moon was still hanging high, and his heart was a little dreamlike.

"Is there such a big difference in flow rate between the two worlds? I've been here for a few months, and at most less than an hour or two have passed, and it's still night. ”

Zhou Luo looked at the thick night outside the window, and his heart was stunned.

It was also night when he set off to celebrate the New Year, and it was snowy outside the window; When he returned, except for the bright moon hanging high outside the window and the cold moonlight swaying down, time didn't seem to flow much.

Under the moonlight, a deep shade of green is outlined in the dense forest under the snow-capped mountain outside the window, like Zhou Luo's state of mind.