The young man's clothes were fluttering, and his Taoist robe was very dusty, he walked towards Xiao Qiufeng step by step with a black sword, the tip of the sword hung down to his knees, and a thin and deep trace continued to extend on the ground, Chen Yuzhi's face was resolute, and he was unstoppable against the background of murderous aura.

Xiao Qiufeng's arm swayed slightly, and a soft sword appeared out of thin air. It is said that after he was cut off the sword by Zhang Manqing that day, he visited many skilled craftsmen, although he created an identical sword, but after all, it was golden and jade, and it was lost. Compared with the famous sword, it is still a little worse, and the shadow pierces Zhang Manqing, but he is really no match for his Lei Fa, so he has to break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

A purple flame ignited on the soft sword, and the Jurong plaque was purple, as strange as the gate of the Yellow Spring. Xiao Qiufeng was extremely conceited, he said that he would not break his promise if he let the young man make two moves.

Chen Yuzhi finally walked to the shadow thorn, and slashed it with a sword, not showing any fancy, there were no insects and birds singing in late autumn, and everything was dormant. Silence fell around under the weight and force, and only the crisp sound of the intersecting blades was heard......

After three breaths, the majestic momentum broke out, the archway of Jurong Town and the plaque that had just been renovated were shattered into sawdust together, and Hou Cen Yan was almost overturned to the ground under the sword qi surge, Maoshan Xiaodao hurriedly blocked in front of the woman, he sacrificed a peach wood sword to resist the sword qi for everyone, and said: "You go first, I can't leave him alone, don't leave him alone!"

If a brother encounters a crisis and does not come forward himself, then such a person is not worthy of becoming the head of Maoshan Mountain! Pick it up and put it down, Lu Ling's sword that day, Xiao Zamao has a lot of feelings...... Lu Lingjiao is a person of cultivation, and he is also a person of cultivation, life and death are downplayed, and if he is not satisfied, he will do it!

At this time, after Chen Yuzhi slashed out a sword, Li Xiyang picked up the freedom that people in the rivers and lakes should have.

Sang Zhihong held it in his hand and said: "Thanks to the help of a few people before, how can we be the people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, if you want to help Chen Yuzhi, count me in!"

Ye Wanwan took out another trap mine, although she didn't say much, but her actions had already shown her choice. Before, she was angry and hurt Chen Yuzhi for no reason, the little girl felt ashamed, and she also wanted to save the young man, write off a grudge, and the past was over. Although she is rude and willful, she is not a person with a small belly, otherwise, how could she be so friendly with the saint.

Under the blow, Xiao Qiufeng crossed the sword body to resist, it is strange to say, this soft sword is the most unsuitable for cutting and stabbing, it is a blade that implements the word "cut", it can easily cut the meridians at the blood vessels and joints, and can also kill the enemy by breaking the neck, and the general armor will not protect the neck, so the lethality is very strong. But at this time, the soft sword wrapped in purple flames stubbornly blocked the blow, and did not move at all.

Xiao Qiufeng laughed softly: "The sword intent and murderous aura are good, they are stronger than the Yan Zhou back then, but this alone is not enough. ”

The other party's words were like nonsense in the ears of the young man at this time, and he didn't want to pay attention to it at all. Since you don't admit this origin, then Chen Yuzhi, who has always been cautious, will not be polite, and now in his eyes, this shadow thorn is at most a mouse that lurks in the shadows all day long.

The first sword is just a starting momentum, Chen Yuzhi slashed three more swords with the method of stacking blades, and the bladeless sword intent was stacked layer upon layer under the momentum, "Boom, boom, boom!"

This time, there was no crisp sound of blades intersecting, but one after another clouds of dust and smoke and strong wind. Most of the people of Jurong were huddled in the futon and shivering, thinking about it all night, why it hadn't stopped, and there were a few bold men who couldn't help but be curious, and secretly opened a crack in the door to see what kind of war had happened in the outside world. As soon as the crack in the door was opened, the latter was shaken back dozens of steps by the strong wind.

On this night, the residents near the Jurong Gate archway mourned again and again, and the doors of every house were destroyed by the strong wind and sword qi, and several houses outside the town were broken in their walls and tiles, and their doors and windows were destroyed.

After the three swords, the soft sword bent slightly, Xiao Qiufeng was surprised, he couldn't think of the previous sword, the young man had not yet exerted his full strength, and the Eight Rank Realm could deform his soft sword, which was already talented, and he finally understood why Yan Zhou would teach the bladeless sword intent to this young man who was rewarded by eight people.

Shadow Thorn said coldly: "Yes, very good! It's really a genius, but it's also a genius, because you met me, the two tricks have passed, am I ready to die?"

When the crisis came, Chen Yuzhi was more indifferent, and he smiled: "If I say no, will you keep your hand?"

The man in purple shook his head and said flatly, "No." ”

Chen Yuzhi raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Then what nonsense are you talking about in front of me, this mouse!"

The young man was already holding two thunder talismans in his left hand, and he silently recited the law in his heart: "The ancestor of the Three Qing Dynasty is above, the Demon Heavenly Venerable returns, the rune is ordered by you, Changchuan obeys, if you dare to violate it, the thunder axe will not be allowed, and you are as anxious as the law!"

The double talisman was shot, and Chen Yuzhi flew back to everyone's side with the help of thunder, shouting: "Why haven't you left yet, do you all want to die here?"

The young man originally wanted to use the two talismans together to intersect with wind and thunder, but at this time, Jurong Town was in front of him, and if it was out of control like when he was in Maoshan, he didn't want to cause countless innocent people to die at dawn. In the eyes of many people in the rivers and lakes, ordinary people are just three or two grass mustards, but Chen Yuzhi is the opposite, he feels that talents in the rivers and lakes are as common as grass mustard. At dawn, the people will be worried about making a living, will struggle to support their families, can teach their children by example, will be hungry and drink and live in dew, farming and weaving and persuasion, cold and warm self-knowledge of cold and cold dreams of butterflies, so real feeling of the mixed flavors of the world, it is always more real than the people in the rivers and lakes.

Thunder and lightning were angry, the people of Jurong held their ears one after another, and the night sky was like day for a while, and then it was shrouded in night again. The thunder is not too late to cover the eyes, the thunder is not enough to cover the ears, and it comes and goes like dew and electricity......

The Shadow Thorn was frightened by the sudden thunder, and since the Battle of Xuanwu Lake, Leifa had become a nightmare in his heart, and the Gengjin Tribulation Thunder swept through his dreams countless times, and then woke him up.

The two thunderbolts merged into one, the first Jurong original archway, and the end of the town's long street, the bluestone slab path was already scorched black, Xiao Qiufeng was swallowed by the thunder, and disappeared.

Sang Zhi said: "Meeting is fate, how can we see you in danger and not help?"

The young man said angrily: "Nonsense, go away! Little Zamao, you take them out of here." ”

Li Xiyang showed a rare uninhibited color, and said: "Why does Dao Ye want to listen to you? We can leave if we want, stay if we want, what do we have to do with you!"

Chen Yuzhi slowly put away his anger and sighed: "Are you really ready to go to Huangquan with me?"

Maoshan Xiaodao hammered his fist on the other party's chest, and scolded with a smile: "You want to be beautiful!"

"I can't help, but I don't want to see you alone here. ”

The young man looked at Hou Cen Yan and the others, showing gratitude, all the previous unpleasantness has disappeared, the kind heart is always kind, he turned around and did not forget to say: "If the situation is not good, you should leave as soon as possible, his goal is me, and I should not embarrass you!"

Ye Wanwan said in a broken voice: "Why are you such a mother-in-law and mother-in-law, you are noisy!"

Lei Mang faded away, there was no Xiao Qiufeng under the original door building, in the depths of Jurong Old Street, purple fireworks were ignited, the shadow thorn was already ragged in purple clothes, he slowly appeared outside the shadows, a pair of eyes that wanted to kill seemed to be angry, after the battle of Xuanwu Lake, he swore that if anyone used Lei Fa in front of his eyes, he would make that person regret coming to the world!

Xiao Qiufeng's yin qi strengthened by two points every time he took a step, and it was not until Jurong Yinfeng was strong that his momentum climbed to the peak, and everyone couldn't figure out his realm, and now he was as powerless as a mayfly shaking a tree.

The cold killing intent enveloped everyone, Hou Cengyan knelt directly on the ground, Ye Wanwan also faintly had a situation that could not be supported, and the few people standing at this time were no better, under the pressure of the other party's realm, several people's meridians had already been blocked, and Rao had no way to resist it, so he could only watch the shadow thorn walking forward......

Suddenly, a blue-robed woman appeared, she provoked a dagger to cut off the breath of several people who were imprisoned, and then she didn't look back at the young man, just stared at Xiao Qiufeng.

Everyone was shocked, thinking that tonight was really lively, and there was an endless stream of masters, which was really amazing.

Chen Yuzhi looked at the woman's back, and involuntarily remembered the style of Ji Nancheng that night, and called tenderly: "Shan'er!"