The soaring terrifying aura made the surrounding aura tremble, and the space even collapsed, and a deep hole was concave, which was the "horizontal" portrayed by Zhou Qian!

It seems to be invisible, but it is actually heavy, and because of the lingering aura, it becomes bright for a while.

"You young man is not a monster, how can he condense the aura of heaven and earth in one word, who is your master?!"

The feather fan in the hands of the middle-aged scribe has been abolished, and there are only ten fan bones that are as black as ink, after being taken back by him, he immediately used the spiritual power in his body, looking at the horizontal word, his eyes showed a trace of horror, especially the breath on it, which actually made him feel frightened.

"The name of my master, I will surprise you when I say it, he is an old man with a noble status, and you are not qualified to know. ”

Zhou Qian spoke softly, with a trace of disdain in his words, although the middle-aged scribe in front of him was very strong, he still had no qualifications.

Then he looked at the "horizontal" that had been carved in front of him, and pushed it with his hand, and it was this gentle push, and the "horizontal" seemed to have a strong impact, carrying an endless roar, rushing towards the middle-aged scribe.

"Tuzhen is a prison!"

The middle-aged scribe roared, and then his feet sank, and he stepped violently, and under this step, the dust gradually condensed into an arched door, which was as high as a person, a foot thick, and the whole body was pale and yellow, revealing a strong sense of majesty, full of strength, like a mountain, falling in front of the middle-aged scribe.

Although he is a cultivator in the middle of the mortal realm, he does not dare to hold it up in the face of the whistling one-word horizontal, especially when the one-word horizontal has just condensed and formed, that aura has already surpassed the mortal realm, although there is no momentum now, but it is still like a rainbow.

"Boom ......"

A loud bang came, rolling up the storm, the invisible air wave swept away, and everyone present retreated, and those who were weak in cultivation even spurted blood, and fainted directly, and even the extremely noble carriage was shaken by the air wave at this time, and the Li Zi banner hunted and hunted.

"Click~"

The invisible word is like a long knife, when it touches the arch of the dust illusion, a crack suddenly appears, the word horizontal pauses, the aura on it immediately rages, and then explodes violently, and the impact of the air wave directly repels the arch, the middle-aged scribe pinched the trick behind the arch, his hands against it, and the streamer on his body gradually rises, continuously transporting aura to it, used to maintain the arch does not collapse, after all, the arch at this moment has countless cracks, like a spider web, spreading from the center of the arch to all sides, if he does not try his best to maintain, this arch seems to be unable to hold ten breaths, it will collapse。

"Hmph, little baby, although you are domineering, even I was afraid of it at the beginning, but there is a shortcoming, that is, it is difficult to have follow-up strength, and at this moment it is even more powerful!"

The middle-aged scribe snorted softly, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, he was dragging the arch with both hands at the moment, he could clearly feel that the power of the word was gradually weakening, and he had a deep impression of this young man in his heart, he wanted to take advantage of this moment to withdraw the arch and capture it with lightning speed, but at this time, he felt the huge pressure that fell on the arch instantly.

"Bang, poof......"

The arch full of cracks was immediately broken open and turned into powder under a shocking force, and the middle-aged scribe was also affected by this strong impact, and his body retreated violently, so that there were some deep traces on the entire avenue, and blood spurted out, his hair was scattered, his face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes showed endless horror.

"Your Excellency!"

And the monks were also shocked, and they all went to help, for fear that their lives were in danger.

"I didn't say that there was only one horizontal, I still had a vertical!"

Zhou Qian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the middle-aged scribe who was spitting blood and spoke softly.

"Ahem, ahem...... Sure enough, it's a hero out of a young man, you do have a shocking power, but it can only have a surprising effect, if I know that you still have a vertical hidden, then it is impossible to be defeated by you. ”

The middle-aged scribe coughed up a mouthful of blood, and after his breathing gradually stabilized, he sighed with emotion, and there was a trace of unwillingness in his words.

"Indeed, you lost by surprise, and I won by surprise. ”

Zhou Qian did not deny it, after all, he was only the pinnacle of the true realm, but it was not easy to fight across the border, after all, there was the crushing of the realm.

"Since you have won me, you can be worshiped by me. ”

The middle-aged scribe spoke softly, and then walked slowly towards Zhou Qian, his steps were very heavy, and his steps were sound.

"No, I can't stand to be worshipped. ”

When the middle-aged scribe bowed to Zhou Gan, Zhou Qian immediately opened his mouth to excuse himself, and then turned to the side of his body and avoided it.

But at this moment, the corners of the middle-aged scribe's mouth rose up, revealing a hint of sarcasm, and then his feather fan, which originally only had a fan bone, was thrown out of his sleeve, and then a fan bone on it immediately came towards Zhou Qian, extremely fast, like lightning, all of which was between lightning and flint.

When Zhou Qian turned sideways, there was a faint sense of inexplicable crisis, that was his intuition, that is, the moment the feeling came, he saw the fan bone stabbing towards him out of the corner of his eye, he wanted to dodge, but the speed of the fan bone was too fast, and he didn't have time to react.

"Sneer......"

The bones sliced through space as they flew, making a humming sound.

"Drip,"

At this critical moment, Zhou Gan's body was running wildly, forming an aura fluorescence on the surface of his body, but after all, the time was too short, the fan bone directly broke through the fluorescence, and crossed Zhou Gan's side face, leaving a blood mark under the corner of his eye, and shed a drop of bright red blood, fortunately Zhou Qian turned sideways before, otherwise, he would definitely be hit by this bone, and he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

"You actually hid from it?!"

The middle-aged scribe opened his mouth in surprise, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, he thought it was a killing blow, but he never expected that it would only cut through the side of his face.

"I've seen the likes of hidden weapons in books, I thought that people's hearts are good, but I didn't expect that someone could be so treacherous, if I hadn't turned sideways to avoid you in advance, I might have been seriously injured at the moment, and you can take my life, sure enough, it's good to be vigilant. ”

Zhou Gan wiped the boots on the side of his face with his right hand, felt the sharp pain, and immediately spoke softly, as if he was sighing, not paying attention to the words of the middle-aged scribe.

"Since you have murderous intent, then if I take your life, it will not be considered a violation of my Dao heart. ”

Zhou Qian's eyes showed a cold glow, the corners of his mouth raised, and the anger in his body turned into a silver streamer, floating on top of the blood stain, and then the blood stain disappeared immediately, without a trace, his face was still so handsome.

Zhou Qian walked towards him slowly, the breath on his body rose, stronger than one step, and the dead qi in his body that had been silent for three years was also like a volcanic eruption, filling up, making Zhou Gan's body look like a black hole, devouring everything.

"You, you dare to kill me?!"

The middle-aged scribe looked at Zhou Gan who was walking towards him, and roared, with a trace of horror in his eyes, his body trembled at the moment, and he was shocked by Zhou Gan's momentum for a while, and he didn't move.

"I have never killed living beings since I was a child, because I can't bear it, let alone a human being, but if you want to kill me, then my benevolence will become murderous. ”

Zhou Qian opened his mouth lightly, getting closer and closer to the middle-aged scribe, and the dead qi on his body became more pure. 17. Baidu read the latest chapter of "Immortal Tomb Masterpiece Literature" for free for the first time.