Listen to Li Zhou's exclamation, and watch him rush towards you.

Chen Changan just smiled faintly, and then turned around indifferently.

With a flick of the demonic intent on Chen Changan's body, the pitch-black magic on his arm instantly dissipated, revealing his white and slender hand.

He held the sword in his hand, the tip of which was pointing slightly downward.

The sword aura of the Thousand Sounds Phantom Sword had already illuminated his face, but his eyes were still very calm.

"Ping Shan Hai!"

The slender right hand holding the Shadowless Sword was gently raised, and then gently swung down.

This understatement is like the first swing of a sword by a person who has never learned a sword, and there is no so-called swiftness, no fierceness, and no momentum.

This sword should not even be a third-rate move, but it showed its edge in the next second.

Bang!

A dense crunch came together and then resounded through the void.

No one saw any sword qi passing by, but the huge cyan sword tide that covered the sky was forcibly cut out of a gap.

This gap was neatly aligned, and all the sword qi in this gap was smashed and dissipated out of thin air.

And at the end of the gap is the Zhou Zheng who is urging the long piano.

The long piano in Zhou Zheng's hand was extinguished instantly.

Buzz——!

One of the strings closest to his body snapped and slammed away, creating a bloody gash on his cheek.

And at the same moment, a strand of long hair in front of his sideburns quietly broke and slowly fell in his field of vision.

Time seemed to be extremely slow at this moment.

Zhou Zheng's limbs were cold, and he felt as if he was passing by death.

As long as the sword qi that cut off his sideburns was slightly half an inch to the left, his head might have been cut off at this moment.

Just in the next second.

The Shadowless Sword in Chen Chang'an's hand disappeared, and his footsteps stepped on the spot, making a roaring sound, and then the whole person turned into a streamer, leaving a few afterimages in the void, and appeared in front of Zhou Zheng in an instant.

Punch out!

Black magic power poured out in front of the fist, smashing directly half an inch below Zhou Zheng's chest.

"Poof!"

Zhou Zheng only felt a sharp pain in his chest, opened his mouth and spit out a stream of blood, and his entire body arched into a shrimp shape in the void, flying backwards backwards.

Click!

His body smashed several peach trees behind him in a row, and then slammed into a boulder, and with a click, the boulder that had borne his body also shattered, scattered as gravel and scattered on the ground.

Zhou Zheng's body slipped off the boulder and fell to the ground.

Blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth, and blood was also spreading from his chest and back, and in the blink of an eye, the cyan disciple's robe was dyed red.

Zhou Zheng struggled to get up, looked at Chen Changan, who had chased in front of him for some time, and opened his mouth to say something, but the blood in his throat gushed out instantly, making his voice unable to come out at all.

There was silence all around.

All the disciples who were watching the battle looked at the white-clothed figure that looked like a god and demon not far away, and they could only swallow their saliva, and they didn't know what to say.

Chen Changan stretched out his hand and grabbed him, and lifted him directly along Zhou Zheng's collar.

Seeing this, Zhou Zheng's face changed, his eyes widened, as if he had guessed what Chen Changan was going to do, he struggled and opened his mouth to say something.

Chen Changan didn't wait for his words to fall, his hand had already moved, and he directly threw his body towards the Guanxin Lake behind him.

Zhou Zheng's body crossed a graceful arc in the void.

"Plop!" sounded, and a brilliant wave bloomed on the Guanxin Lake.

Zhou Zheng's body fluttered in the lake, and blood continued to flow out of the wounds on his body, which actually stained the clear lake water with a bit of blood.

And Chen Changan didn't seem to have any intention of letting him go.

With a wave of his hand, the Shadowless Sword burst out of the air, turning into a black streamer, and appeared on the surface of the Guanxin Lake in an instant.

The sword qi fell from the Infinite Sword, instantly suppressing Zhou Zheng's body and preventing him from getting up from the lake.

Plop! Plop!

Zhou Zheng had been injured after the first battle, and he was already a warlock, and his physical fitness was much inferior to that of a monk, so he was suppressed by Chen Changan's sword qi and couldn't break free in the water at all, so he could only keep fluttering.

How familiar this scene is!

That's how Zhou Zheng did to Li Zhou!

At this moment, Chen Changan is using his own way to govern others.

The disciples of the Contemplation Pavilion around looked at it, and they were all dumbfounded, and they were stunned in place.

Chen Changan actually treated Ming Jiantai's senior brother like this?

Isn't he afraid of Zhou Zheng's revenge?

When everyone was shocked, Han Ming and another Ming Jiantai disciple trembled in their hearts, even Zhou Zheng was defeated, and they ended up in such an embarrassing end, if they stayed in the ending, I am afraid it would only be worse.

Li Zhou's figure fell to Chen Changan's side.

He looked at Brother Chen in front of him, and then at Zhou Zheng who was fluttering in the Heart Lake, his face was stunned, "Brother Chen......"

Chen Changan looked at him and said lightly: "If you don't have the strength in the future, don't stand up for others!"

Li Zhou was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and replied "Oh".

Then, in the next second, Chen Changan's figure swept abruptly.

"Are the two senior brothers in a hurry?"

Han Ming and the others, who were quietly fleeing from the rear not far away, only felt their bodies stiffen when they heard the sound, and then the figure rising from the sky quietly stopped.

In front of them, a white-clothed figure blocked the way.

"Senior Brother Chen, I have offended a lot before, Senior Brother is here to apologize to you......" Han Ming gritted his teeth and immediately spoke.

Rumble!

However, he didn't wait for Han Ming's words to fall.

Chen Changan's fist had already swung up, and the magic power rose up in his body.

Han Ming's voice stopped abruptly, and he was forced to take out his natal sword to fight Chen Changan.

A sword out!

The sword qi broke through the air and swept towards Chen Changan!

Chen Changan only took the move with his palm, and slapped it out with one palm, and the magic power surged, and he directly smashed the sword qi.

Then the next punch was directly towards the natal sword in Han Ming's hand.

A fist flowing with magic fell on the natal sword.

Han Ming's spiritual power poured into the Natal Sword, and a burst of golden light appeared on the blade of the sword, and the sword qi was swallowed.

Sonor!

The fist and sword collided with each other, and there was a sound of gold and iron colliding.

The magic power in Chen Chang'an's hand slammed into the golden sword like a tidal wave, causing the golden mangs on it to tremble violently, and then quickly dimmed.

Han Ming, who was holding the sword, only felt a powerful magic power coming down his natal sword.

At the critical moment, he could only grit his teeth and give up the long sword in his hand.

The sword came out of his hand and fell weakly to the ground.

Chen Changan's figure turned into an afterimage, and instantly appeared in front of Han Ming, slapping it with one palm.

The terrifying magic stirred in his palm.

Han Ming's body was bowed into a shrimp shape, blood was spitting out from his mouth, and his whole body shot directly towards the Contemplation Lake not far away like an arrow from a string.

Thump!

Another wave blooms on the lake.

There's one more plop in the lake.

The other Ming Jiantai disciple's face turned pale, and he couldn't stop trembling as he watched Chen Changan's legs.

However, trembling and trembling, he still shot his sword towards Chen Changan.

After three or five moves.

On the contemplative lake, a familiar wave is in full bloom.

The three disciples of the Ming Sword Platform fluttered in the Contemplation Lake.

Above their heads, a black long sword fell several sword qi and suppressed them.

The three Zhou Zheng in the Guanxin Lake had ugly faces.

They couldn't imagine that this disciple who had just entered the Guanxin Pavilion for two days would have such a strong existence, and they even let them bump into it.

Outside the Contemplation Lake, hundreds of disciples of the Contemplation Pavilion looked at the scene in front of them, and their minds were blank.

These three are all the senior brothers of Ming Jiantai, and they ended up like this, and they suppressed it casually, and they didn't save half of their face.

They have every reason to believe that if the three people in front of them are not from the same door, this Chen Changan may have crushed them to ashes.

A thought arose in everyone's hearts.

This Chen Changan can't be messed with!

No, it's Li Zhou who can't be provoked!

The reason why Chen Changan suppressed these people in the Guanxin Lake was not because they treated Li Zhou like this before.

Everyone just looked at the white-clothed figure in mid-air that seemed to be a demon god, and their eyes were full of awe.

Chen Changan's figure fell to the ground.

Li Zhou looked at the three people who were constantly fluttering in the Guanxin Lake, his brows moved slightly, he was afraid that Chen Chang'an would bring unnecessary trouble by doing this, so he said: "Brother Chen, if you don't forget it, I didn't suffer any injuries!"

Chen Changan glanced at him, and then his figure flashed on the shore of Guanxin Lake.

His gaze coldly swept over the three people in the lake, and said, "Who told you to come to me?"

He is not a fool, these three disciples of Ming Jiantai are not like fools, they will definitely not come to trouble him for no reason, and they have been blocked outside the door of his cave for three consecutive days, if there is no one behind him, he will not believe it.

Zhou Zheng and the three of them fluttered in the water, looking at Chen Changan, their faces were pale, but they didn't say a word.

Defeat is defeat, but there is still a bottom line.

Even if the people who let them come were annoying, they still had no reason to betray them.

Chen Changan just looked at them.

Ten breaths past!

With a wave of his hand, Chen Changan put away the Infinite Sword suspended on the Guanxin Lake, and said coldly: "No matter who asks you to come to me for trouble, I want you to tell him that I will take it over how he deals with me, but if it hurts the people around me, I don't mind killing the people in the future and pulling him out!"

Chen Changan's cold words sounded like an oath of Hell Shura.

Those who heard the words all felt a chill to the bone.

No one felt that Chen Changan was joking, he had already proved all this with his combat power before.

Zhou Zheng and the three of them got up from Guanxin Lake, glanced at Chen Changan in a hurry, and then walked away in the sky, defeated by the disciples of Guanxin Pavilion, they no longer had the face to stay here.

Chen Changan slowly turned around on the shore of Guanxin Lake, walked and looked at Li Zhou, then turned over and took out a few bottles of pills, threw them over, and said, "If you are injured, take the pills, don't save them!"

Li Zhou nodded subconsciously, "Yes!"

Chen Changan looked at him and said, "Cultivate well!"

Li Zhou nodded again, his head nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Chen Changan thought for a while, but there was nothing to say, so his figure flashed and walked back to the cave.

Li Zhou looked at the slowly closing door of the cave, his fists clenched, and his eyes became firm.

You must cultivate well, and the next time you encounter this kind of thing, you can solve it yourself, and you can't bring trouble to Brother Chen.

In his heart, the idea of improving his cultivation was even more resolute.

Thinking about it, he opened the jade bottle in his hand and took out a third-order healing pill and swallowed it in his mouth.

The medicinal fragrance of the pill spreads with the mountain wind.

Third-order elixir!

The disciples of the Guanxin Pavilion were all stunned when they saw this scene, and then looked at Li Zhou with envy on their faces.

"I want to have a brother like that, too!"

"You want to eat fart, I want to too!"

"With such a brother, even if I live ten years less, it's okay!"

The disciples whispered.

"I suspect he likes men!" Han Qiuqian's beautiful eyes looked at Li Zhou with envy as she swept towards the closed door of the cave.

She remembered that in the dojo three days ago, Chen Changan was indifferent to herself, and it didn't look like a normal man's performance at all.

Beside Han Qiuqian, Yang Yarong and Huangfu Chang nodded in agreement.

Although their backgrounds were extraordinary, they were also rich enough to give away third-order pills at will.