When Zhao Zhishui woke up, it was already evening, and Chu Chou decided to stay in this Qingxu Temple for another night.

"Master, what time is it?"

Zhao Zhishui rubbed her slightly sour eyes, stretched her waist, walked out of the guest house, and saw Chu Chou chatting with a middle-aged Taoist elder in the courtyard, so she asked.

"It's more than halfway through the unitary time. Chu Chou turned his head and saw that Zhao Zhishui had woken up, and smiled, "Are you hungry?" Master will take you to eat. ”

"Hmm. Zhao Zhishui nodded lightly, washed up, and jumped out.

Qingxuguan has a special dining hall for people who burn incense and ask for signs, and there is no need for pilgrims to spend silver for dinner.

Although it is light, it also has a taste.

After a devouring meal and feasting, Zhao Zhishui wiped her mouth and said that she was full. Chu Chou just finished eating, put down his chopsticks and took her out for a walk.

Now Zhao Zhishui is ten years old, and his body has grown very quickly, from being less than Chu Chou's waist at the beginning, to now being a little taller than Chu Chou's waist. In Zhao Zhishui's words, it is "more than half".

After the Qingxu view, the four sides of the world, three places can look into the distance, the clouds and mist are drifting, and the artistic conception is far-reaching.

The two moved two wooden chairs and sat on a gentle big stone in Qingxu Peak, one closed his eyes to recuperate, and the other leisurely looked into the distance.

The years flow quietly, and time seems to stand still here.

"There's a demonic spirit, I'll take a look. Chu Chou opened his closed eyes and said to Zhao Zhishui, and his figure disappeared silently.

Zhao Zhishui let out a "hmm" and continued to look into the distance without any worries.

A moment ago, on the official road at the foot of Qingxu Mountain, there was a passing caravan, about twenty people, walking unhurriedly.

Everyone in the caravan felt a little strange at this time, because from the time they set off to the present, they had been a hundred miles, and they had passed through many deserted places with thieves along the way, but they had not encountered a single one, and everyone thought: Isn't it too good luck this time?

In the past, it must have encountered some ruthless thieves, and then there was a bloody battle, and the caravan had to have someone injured or even killed. Some caravans are unlucky when they are transporting goods, and they encounter some powerful thieves, and they may be wiped out. Therefore, the people in the caravan will basically have some tricks, and some of them will go far away, and they will also invite some dart masters at a high price.

In the caravan, a young dart master who walked at the back of the most inconspicuous walked leisurely. When the caravan was moving smoothly, a large group of court soldiers suddenly appeared on the official road, riding horses and galloping.

"Get out of the way of the people in front!" shouted the armored soldier on the iron horse.

"It's the cavalry of the Eastern Pole Empire!"

In the caravan, an old man recognized the menacing iron rider on the opposite side, and everyone changed color when they heard this, and then stepped aside.

This is one of the privileges of the soldiers of the Eastern Antarctic Empire in the Eastern Regions, no matter when and where, as long as they meet the soldiers of the Empire, whether they are emperors and generals, Huang Zi Gongqing or civilian pawns, they must retreat!

Those dozens of iron horsemen were obviously scouts moving forward, but this kind of invincible momentum on the battlefield unique to the empire still made the eyelids of everyone in the caravan jump, and they felt that these dozens of iron horsemen could be a hundred! This time I actually saw the imperial soldiers, and it was worth the trip!

"Huh. The cavalry at the head saw that there was a young man who looked like a dart master, and he didn't know whether he was stunned or stupid, and he was standing in the middle of the official road in a daze, and couldn't help sneering in his heart, those who dared to block the imperial iron cavalry like this are now the souls under the horse's hooves, no matter who you are, as long as you are impacted by the imperial iron cavalry, it is a puddle of meat and mud!

The young dart master yawned, then took a step forward. Those dozens of horsemen who were rushing forward were directly shocked by the distance, and the people and horses were paralyzed on the ground, not knowing life and death.

Everyone in the caravan looked at the thin young man who had not leaked all the way, and couldn't help but be stunned. In particular, there was an older middle-aged dart master who teased this thin young man, saying that he was so thin that he was embarrassed to enter the dart game and come out to dart? At this time, the middle-aged dart master was so frightened that he almost fainted, because the terrifying young man glanced at him! He only felt that it was a dragon-like glance, and he was like an ant in front of the young man.

Because it is not yet time to fight, and it is still within the Eastern Regions, and more importantly, as one of the twelve avant-garde battalions of the empire, they have the confidence of the empire's first light cavalry, so the scout really follows all the main forces of the cavalry battalion at a very close distance!

In a moment, I saw dust flying in front of me, and the earth shook like thunder in the sky, and the earth shook for miles. And that's not even the speed at which the enemy is pounded in wartime!

Almost all of the high-grade war horses carefully selected by the empire have entered the cavalry camp, even if it is the 400,000 iron horses of the Dragon Armor Divine Army, there are only more than 100,000 high-grade war horses, accounting for 30% of its number. The cavalry battalion of more than 4,000 cavalry is a high-class war horse, and once it is time of war, it is even more two high-class war horses per capita! The cavalry battalion is like a sword that has opened its edge, and it can pierce the enemy's abdomen every time and deal a fatal blow to the enemy. So there is the verse "Nine thousand horses are galloping, and thousands of countries in the Eastern Regions are screaming!".

The camp owner of the cavalry camp is a seven-rank realm soldier monk, his eyes are excellent, and he saw the scout who didn't know life and death from a distance, his face was a little gloomy, thinking that this lower country had eaten the dragon's heart and wanted to rebel, and then ambushed them with heavy troops. But he didn't speak, just sneered, lifted the spear in his hand, and drew a crescent-shaped arc towards the sky.

Seeing this, the entire cavalry battalion raised their war spears one after another, bent their waists slightly, and pinched the horse's belly with their legs, and the war horses increased their speed as if they were psychic, reaching the speed of sprinting.

The fastest cavalry in the Eastern Regions, only riding Xiaoyinger!

The thin young dart master yawned again and took a slow step forward, this time, he was not directly shocked like the dozens of horsemen last time, but the speed of the cavalry camp was significantly reduced.

"Run 'ten thousand horses like thunder'!" Seeing this, the camp owner of the Qixiao camp knew that he had encountered a master of the rivers and lakes of the upper three grades, and he was not afraid, but just shouted, and his body bloomed with purple lightning, leading all the soldiers to run the military formation together.

"Stop!" The thin young dart master pressed his hands forward, and the air rippled, and the thousands of iron horsemen did not roll over on their backs, but the speed became slower and slower, and those first-class war horses were as difficult and difficult as walking in a swamp.

"Qilin stepping into the blue sky!" the camp master of the Qixiao camp gritted his teeth and used the supreme formation of the soldier, one of the hole cards of their old-fashioned battalion, "What if you are the eight-rank grandmaster?

"Hiss~~~" More than 4,000 high-grade war horses roared in unison, more than 4,000 armor soldiers all speared forward, each horse's body was glowing with purple fluorescence, and in the blink of an eye, the purple fluorescence was connected, outlining a huge purple unicorn above the battle array, although it was illusory, but the purple unicorn galloped with the soldiers, mixed with a powerful and incomparable momentum. Everyone in the caravan covered their ears one after another, and some of the poor ones had blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.

"If you stop, stop me. The thin young dart master was a little dissatisfied in his eyes, and seemed to ignore the unicorn, "It's the real heavenly unicorn and the mortal world, so what?"

I saw a little glow from the index finger of his right hand, and then pointed out, and the face of the purple unicorn that rushed out was distorted, as if it was in pain, and then with a wail, it disintegrated into the air, as if it had never appeared.

"It's boring. The thin young dart master shook his head, old-fashioned, "If it weren't for the fact that this ancestor Lao'er's whereabouts are so erratic and I can't fight him, otherwise I wouldn't be so boring." ”

Phew!

At another point, the whole cavalry camp turned on their backs and landed on the ground, and both men and horses could not stand, as if they were carrying the largest Mount Tai in Middle-earth. It's just that "Taishan" refused to fall for a long time, they took the opportunity to breathe, their hearts trembled, and they fought against them with the strength of one person and then won, or won so easily, at least there must be eight grades or eight pinnacle cultivation, right?

The thin dart master suddenly raised his head and looked at the towering Qingxu Peak on the side, his eyes lit up slightly, and he smiled playfully. In an instant, his figure disappeared in front of the caravan and the cavalry camp, and instantly appeared on the mountainside of Qingxu Mountain.

"You are the Chu who is known as the 'Sword Immortal' and asked?" The thin dart master took the initiative to ask after looking at the young junior with the sword in front of him.

"Hey! You don't need to answer, it seems from the rich sword intent in your body! You definitely don't know the old man, right? When you dominated the rivers and lakes, the old man was in retreat. There is no doubt that since the old man entered the Nine Grades, the retreat generally started in a hundred years. You, a junior, have a good talent and mood, but your age is not very old, for the sake of your realm being the same as mine, I can barely count you as a member of my generation. ”

The thin young dart master smiled at Chu Chou with his hand, old-fashioned, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a hanger.

"Senior, I advise you to kill less. Chu Chou's face remained unchanged and he spoke.

"Yo he! You little baby, do you still care about the old man? I really think that if I praise you a few words, I can really stand side by side with the old man? Even if the Taoist ancestor is here, it is also ......."

"Senior, I'll ask a sword first. Chu Chou interrupted the thin dart master's words, and at the moment Chu Chou spoke, he had already drawn his sword and handed it out, not seeing the shadow of the sword, and not hearing the sound of the sword qi. Speed is already the ultimate of swordsmen in the world.

The thin dart master with a mysterious identity did not panic in the face of the sword immortal's sword in this world, raised his right hand, opened his two fingers, and wanted to directly clamp the oncoming sword, but when the long sword approached, he felt inappropriate, and changed his two fingers to a palm and slapped forward.

While!

It seemed to be a very ordinary palm to meet the long sword, but that vibration could be heard by the entire Qingxu Mountain, and it was even more shocking than the thunder of that day.

"Do you dare to fight with all your might?" The thin dart master was hit by Chu Chou's sword and took a step back, a little surprised in his heart, and began to really face this sword immortal junior, and asked with a smile.

Before this, the thin dart master had never been interested in the top ten masters of the rivers and lakes and the top ten gods on the battlefield, because the real strong man was often inconspicuous, left behind and independent, just like the Taoist ancestor who wanted to fight very much, and the Confucian holy master and the Buddha who were probably still alive, that was the real master. Although he is the ancestor of all demons in the Eastern Regions, not a human race, he still has respect for those human sages who have worked hard for the development of the human race.

"A battle in the sky!" Chu Chou stepped into the sky.

Seeing this, the Demon Ancestor also followed one step and flew to the sky.

In a blink of an eye, the two came to the top of tens of thousands of feet of green clouds and began to fight.

If they were to fight on the ground, they would definitely be in a landslide and the earth would be torn apart, and many innocent people would be harmed.

"Nine thousand miles with a sword!" Chu Chou used one of the moves he had taught Zhao Zhishui before, and it was completely different from Zhao Zhishui's use in his hands.

I saw that the long sword in Chu Chou's hand was full of sword qi at this time, and the sword light was dazzling, and when this sword was handed out, the space was about to explode, and the white clouds in the sky instantly dissipated into the air.

"Dragon Roaring Blue Sky Falling Cloud Fist!" Demon Ancestor confidently faced the enemy, only blasted out with his right fist, majestic, with his punch, the air seemed to be screaming, and several dragon shadows were wrapped around the Demon Ancestor's right fist, extremely powerful.

Rumble!

Crashing frantically, both of them stood still. Under this huge shock, none of them took a step back.

"Yes, you're qualified to be my opponent. The Demon Ancestor nodded, his tone a little old-fashioned.

"That's fine, I'm not going to show mercy to my seniors anymore. Chu Chou also nodded and continued to draw his sword.

The sword is handed out, and it is the fastest sword in the world.

The Demon Ancestor punched with one hand and punched hard, he hadn't found it so interesting for many years.

A sword aura is full of sky, and a demonic aura is soaring into the sky.

The sword qi and the demon qi constantly collided, and the surrounding space continued to crack, constantly repairing under the instinct of the Heavenly Dao.

At this time, it seemed that because the two were too strong, dense black clouds floated in the sky. As they approached the two, they thundered, as if to warn the two not to fight again.

As if they didn't see the dark clouds, the two continued to fight heartily.

There were more and more dark clouds, and finally a large sea of inky black clouds was formed, floating above the heads of the two of them. Seeing that the two of them didn't know the height of the sky, they rained down purple thunder in anger.

"Haha! Sword Immortal Junior, if you can't stand this thunder, you can directly admit defeat, and the old man will stop. "The Demon Ancestor relied on his physique that had been tempered for many years, ignored this thunder, stood in the sea of thunder, and laughed at Chu Chou.

Chu Chou didn't speak, but he shot his sword more often, and responded to the demon ancestor with his sword.

"Huh, you, a junior, are still a martial artist at the peak of the ninth grade?" Demon Ancestor was a little surprised to see Chu Chou not frowning at all when he saw Chu Chou at this time.

He had only been out of the customs for a long time, but he had only heard that Chu Chou was a great sword immortal, and he had not heard that Chu Chou was also an invincible martial artist at the peak of the Nine Grades!

The two of them bathed in the sea of thunder, their bodies were ethereal, sometimes entangled together, and sometimes they released long-range attack spells in the distance, fighting to swallow mountains and rivers.

And in front of Qingxu Peak's Qingxu Temple, there was a young girl, looking at the beautiful scenery in the distance, waiting for the master's return.