That bit of death-filled cold light pointed directly at Su Zhuo's eyebrows.

He was only a little surprised, but he didn't panic, because he had been waiting for this knife for a long time.

Although he didn't think that the assassin was Zhou Chengjun before, he had always been vigilant, it wasn't that Zhou Chengjun had shown any horses, the reason why Su Zhuo was vigilant was only because he had been waiting for the assassin to make a move.

In fact, anyone who had enough strength to threaten him made Su Zhuo vigilant.

Among these people, Zhou Chengjun happens to be the closest one to him.

So Su Zhuo had no reason to relax his vigilance against Zhou Chengjun.

His hand never left the white snake at his waist.

Therefore, when that bit of cold light came in an instant, the white snake was already horizontal in front of him, and the twisted and twisted sword body just stood in the way of that bit of coldness.

Zhou Chengjun was not moved in the slightest when he saw Su Zhuo's amazing reaction speed, and the knife did not hesitate or stagnate at all, and still stabbed at Su Zhuo's eyebrows.

The moment the swords intersected, countless sparks were splashed.

There was a thud.

The white snake's sleek sword body cracked a gap.

Immediately after, the cobweb-like cracks filled the blade in an instant.

Sword qi burst out.

However, this was not the end of the matter, as the seemingly messy sword qi splashed out, translucent lines appeared in the slightly hot air.

Like water splashing open, it gradually spreads in the air.

Seeing such a scene, many people present couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and immediately showed a look of disbelief.

Su Zhuo's hand is very similar to the Fu Sword Dao of the Cangli Sect, although not every disciple of the Cangli Sect has practiced the Fu Sword Dao, the disciples who can cultivate the Fu Sword Dao are the top existences among the contemporary disciples.

Fu Jian Dao is the true meaning of the non-realm "the avenue is invisible, born with a thought", and only a monk with extremely high attainments in the non-realm can comprehend the way of the Fu sword.

But as soon as the idea came to me, it turned out that it didn't seem right.

The waterlines that blurred out were painted in the void.

I heard that Su Zhuo is good at painting, especially good at depicting beauties, and when he was painting the boat with red sleeves, he relied on a picture of a neon sword dance to kill the assassin, do you want to repeat the old trick now?

Zhou Chengjun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a step forward in an instant.

As he took this step, the demonic flames in that bit of cold light suddenly soared.

The burning True Yuan jumped, and many imperceptible but terrifying black sparks could be seen, and these sparks burned along the waterline, and in the blink of an eye, the black flames soared.

The lines of water formed by the sword qi were about to burn out.

When many people saw this, they felt that Su Zhuo had no strength to recover.

Zhou Chengjun: This is a one-stop approach to breaking ten thousand laws.

Even if Su Zhuo has no matter how clever his painting attainments are, but he burns all the sword qi that Su Zhuo needs to paint, what else can Su Zhuo do to fight him?

In fact, it is also true.

Zhou Chengjun has no peak cultivation, and the true yuan is extremely strong, both in quality and quantity, it is obviously better than Su Zhuo, and Su Zhuo's means are just useless tricks in front of him.

Only a terrible sword roar was heard.

The White Snake shattered completely.

Su Zhuo's face turned pale suddenly.

It's just that he looked at the fleeting cold in front of him, but he was still calm.

In the next instant, the peak turned around.

Zhou Chengjun was moved.

The sword qi water line that should have been burned by the demonic flames was actually reborn from the flames.

The shattered White Snake Sword also splashed more lines in the air.

It all ended up being a painting.

A sword, to be exact.

Canglan Sword!

Not only is it indistinguishable from the real Canglan Sword in appearance, but more importantly, it also exudes the qi of the Canglan Sword.

The edge is astonishing.

The sword withstood that little bit of coldness.

In an instant, it shattered again, scattering into sword qi and floating in the heavens and the earth.

And that bit of chill disappeared

Su Zhuo looked at Zhou Chengjun very calmly, he could see admiration and amazement in the other party's gaze.

But there was no panic.

Just when the guards of the Divine General's Mansion had already arrived to take him down, he was still very calm, and just glanced at Su Zhuo deeply.

A nail-like silver needle fell.

Many people recognized this silver needle, and their expressions changed.

Ye Bufan made a move at this time, and he stretched out his finger and pointed at Zhou Chengjun from afar.

Heaven and earth were suffocated, as if the aura had been drained by this finger.

It's just that he was still a step slower, and Zhou Chengjun's figure disappeared without warning.

God threw the house into chaos.

Including Ye Bufan, everyone's mood was very uncalm at this time.

Some people looked at Su Zhuo in shock, some people showed a somewhat confused look, and too many unbelievable things happened between the lightning and fire.

For example, Zhou Chengjun turned out to be a person who had no life.

For example, Su Zhuo did not die under Zhou Chengjun's hands, and restored the Canglan Sword with sword qi.

For example, Zhou Chengjun actually has an extremely precious secret treasure in the Wusheng Gate-Thousand Miles Needle.

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The old man with white eyebrows in the building boat coughed lightly, and slightly furrowed his brows as if he felt a little chill, Ye Luan has always been careful, and the time spent waiting for Ye Chen is not short, she can accurately understand many of Ye Chen's subconscious subtle movements, which is also the reason why Ye Chen likes to take her with him the most when he goes out for a walk.

She glanced at the window that was letting the cold wind blow in, got up, and said, "Ancestor, I'll go and close the window." ”

The old man smiled and said with emotion: "It's really old, maybe it's time to fall into the ground." ”

Ye Luan greeted the river breeze, walked to the window, and chuckled: "The old ancestor is laughing again, the last time the imperial doctor came, he said that the old ancestor can live for another few decades, and now the old ancestor's body is still fine." ”

The old man was noncommittal, he looked at this careful and considerate great-granddaughter, and the corners of his old eyes unconsciously appeared with love.

Just wanted to open his mouth to praise Ye Luan's thoughtfulness, but the old man found that he couldn't speak anyway.

He felt a sudden chill in his throat.

He opened his mouth again, trying to say something, but couldn't make any sound.

He suddenly understood something.

At this moment, he heard a very light and cold voice in his ears: "Patriarch Ye, no matter who this great-granddaughter of yours marries, she will eventually become the queen of the Yonghui Dynasty, right?" ”

He could tell it was a woman's voice, and it was still very young.