For some reason, the other party's boastful performance seemed very stupid to Su Qingming, like a killer who did not enter the organization, but it was very strange that he still felt a dangerous aura.

In the thousands of years that I have experienced in the next two lives, every time I feel this dangerous aura, it will be tricky.

The mysterious assassin looked at him and said with pity, "It's a pity that you're going to die." ”

As soon as the words fell, the mysterious killer crossed the bridge and flew towards Su Qingming in the middle of the lake.

But for some reason, in an instant, the mysterious assassin hurried back to the bridge deck, turned his head to look in the other direction, his face was gloomy, and shouted: "Who? ”

A man in a gray robe walked out of the alley and said, "Although I don't know who told you that the Moon Bridge is the spring of the Great Array, I can only tell you that you... Really thinking too much. ”

With the arrival of the man, the situation in the field became strange again.

Su Qingming's sword hand relaxed a lot.

The temperament of the high Dao is the unknown Dao Sect Dao Venerable mentioned by Shan Yuan, Su Qingming also had a brief conversation with him in front of the Moral View Immortal Demon List, although he has not observed his realm, but his demeanor can also be seen.

The mysterious assassin's eyes narrowed, his back slightly bent, and his eyes were filled with great jealousy and puzzlement.

The Dust Daoist walked to the bridge and stood quietly, and suddenly spoke, but instead of facing the assassin, he looked at Su Qingming, and asked, "Do you see it?" ”

Su Qingming said lightly: "I can see it now." ”

The elegant man turned his head and said with a smile: "Since you can see it, Zhou Yanqiao, who is famous all over the world, doesn't have to pretend to be a ghost like this." ”

When the mysterious assassin heard this, he shook his head a little boredly, and then the fear and shock in his eyes disappeared, as if all were disguised, replaced by a look of indifference and a hint of banter.

"How do you see that?" The mysterious assassin spoke lightly, and his voice changed from a middle-aged man to a hoarse old voice, and at the same time, the other party's realm began to rise like a whale in the sea, and it was crazy to rise in a small area of the bridge with an extremely exaggerated degree.

Peak cultivator of the Cave True Realm!

If Fang Cai is in this realm, Su Qingming, who has already fallen sharply, may really be more than lucky.

The people of the Dust Dao seemed to turn a blind eye to the skyrocketing realm of the other party, and said: "Ninety percent of the people in Chang'an City have a detailed identity record of morality, but unfortunately, you are not among those percent. ”

The tall man turned his head and explained with a smile at Su Qingming: "This person's name is Zhou Yanqiao, he is a famous killer in the world, and he can be regarded as an unborn old monster, he knows that no matter whether the assassination is successful or not, there are people in the moral concept who can deduce the battle situation at that time and the appearance and even the realm of the killer, so he took a lot of trouble to disguise himself, well... It's really deliberate. ”

Su Qingming's expression was indifferent, and at that moment just now, he finally knew where the dangerous feeling that something was wrong came from.

The other party, as a top killer, deliberately imitates the form and consciousness of a third-rate killer, just like when the prime minister of the dynasty judges the case as a seven-rank magistrate, no matter how realistic it is, there will always be an inevitable sense of incongruity.

This kind of obviously premeditated and carefully calculated assassination made Su Qingming's face a little gloomy,

When Zhou Yanqiao heard this, he became vigilant against the person in front of him at this moment, and said cautiously: "If according to what you said, this is not a big spring in the city, why haven't I been here for so long in Chang'an City?" ”

The elegant man's smile remained unchanged and said, "Naturally, there are other reasons, but you don't need to know yet." ”

"Oh?"

Zhou Yanqiao knew that he could no longer put on any information, so he said with a smile: "Dare to ask Mr. What is the ranking of combat power in morality?" ”

There are three, six, nine and so on in the Daomen combat power, and this information is extremely important.

The Taoist put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "Dao Yan, I can't talk about any masters. ”

Zhou Yanqiao's mind turned sharply, there was no information about this person in the intelligence, and he should be one of the last few people in the moral outlook.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhou Yanqiao was relieved, although he had some regrets, but he looked at Su Qingming and said with a smile: "This time your fate is big, we will have a period later." ”

Dao Yan said indifferently: "The rules of morality, the cultivators in Chang'an City take action without authorization, and they need to be escorted back to the moral concept for disposal." ”

"Haha, Xiao'er, if the old guy who is one of the three Taoist Venerables of morality comes here, the old man kneels on the ground and kowtows without saying a word to admit his mistakes, as for you... If you are interested, try Lao Tzu's skills, hahaha. ”

The Daomen Creation Three Realms, close to the end of the world, are not just empty words, not to mention a mere city.

The mysterious assassin who was no longer in the realm of camouflage had already made up his mind that he would never come to this broken place again after leaving the city, only to see a violent wind rolling up the heavens and the earth, Zhou Yanqiao rose to the sky, scattered in the air, and instantly turned into hundreds of black shadows, flying in all directions, covering the sky and the sun like locusts.

"Each doppelganger has an aura flowing, and it is impossible to see the void and reality."

Su Qingming looked at it for a while and asked, "What do you say?" ”

After putting his hands on his back, the dusty Taoist shook his head and said, "I can't run." ”

Zhou Yanqiao hid in a phantom that covered the sky and flew towards the west of the city, this was the escape route that had been thought out for a long time, and because of some reason that had already been negotiated, the city gate in the west of the city was as empty as if it were empty.

In Zhou Yanqiao's view, as long as he gets out of the cage of Chang'an City, he can be wide and let the fish leap, even if he is moral, how can he endure him?

The center of his mind turned sharply, but his body did not stagnate, and he instantly crossed the roofs of countless houses, as if he realized that something was wrong, and his face was full of ghosts.

At his speed, it stands to reason that he had already arrived at the west gate of the city, but at this time, he was still wandering straight somewhere in the city, and he didn't even see the shadow of the west gate of the city.

For the first time in his life, Zhou Yanqiao was so flustered, held his body, and said sharply: "Pretend to be a ghost!" ”

Moment.

The heavens and the earth darkened, the buildings in Chang'an City disappeared like phantoms, the surroundings were pitch black, and the ground where the old man stood became horizontal and vertical lines.

It's like a chessboard.

The only difference is that there is a flowing color on the horizontal and vertical lines, which is mighty and upright.

Zhou Yanqiao's face was gloomy, and he scolded: "It's these disgusting Daomen formations again, sooner or later, Lao Tzu will go to the morality of all parts of the world, and destroy the Dao hearts of those young Dao children that you regard as treasures, and then slaughter them one by one, and go to your mother's quiet inaction." ”

The tall man's face was expressionless, but the golden light in his eyes became more and more brilliant.

Zhou Yanqiao's body qi was circling wildly, and the violent spiritual power of the upper three realms was ready to be released, and his face did not change on the surface, and he sneered: "Why, just with this broken chessboard, you want to trap me here, and then wait for your moral outlook to come?" ”

Dao Yan ignored the other party's secret small movements, and said, "Do you know why this is the only place in the entire Chang'an City to shield the heavens?" ”

"Huh? Let's hear it. The old man pretended to be curious and stalled for time.

The tall man said softly: "One of the reasons is because Chang'an City needs such a place to enforce the rules of morality, and the three Dao Venerables of Rao is morality don't want to see killing under their noses every day." ”

For the first time, the Dust Daoist looked at each other seriously and said, "No one has come here, because from a long time ago to the present, this place was originally only in charge of the Nine Nines. ”

Zhou Yanqiao was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't hide the panic on his face, and shouted: "You are the deacon of the scripture hall of morality!" ”

Deacon is a very special word, but as the name suggests, it is also very simple.

The one who writes the whole moral outlook.

Write about good and evil, and write about life and death.

A few years ago, it was Lu Chunyang, a moral outcast, and even more recently, it was an old man who didn't know his name.

But no one in Chang'an City now knows who the writer of morality has changed.

But what made the old man panic was that during the conversation in a prestigious mansion in Chang'an City, the other party personally told him that if such a person appeared, he could choose to run away as soon as possible or... Commit suicide.

The chessboard instantly shines.

At the same time, Zhou Yanqiao's whole person turned into a raging black flame, like a black phoenix, and the flames were monstrous, crashing towards the highest altitude of the chessboard.

This blow contained all the strength of the old man, and even added his own ten years of realm Dao as a price, without the slightest reservation.

Seeing this scene, the tall middle-aged man made a twist shape and pressed down gently, as if he had placed a chess piece on the chessboard.

Heaven and earth are like a chessboard, with only a few dozen sons.

On the chessboard, I saw a black chess piece of the same width as heaven and earth falling from the top of the sky, and the breath was full of light.