First, the sky trembled, deafening.

Then there is the mania of the wind and clouds, flying sand and rocks.

In an instant, a figure flew straight out from the gate of the house, smashed the bricks and mud walls on five sides, penetrated three winding streets and alleys, and stepped out of the sinking ravine, before stopping his body and falling heavily into a pile of firewood used by the people of unknown families to spend the winter, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

This figure, the white clothes in front of him were full of crimson, the green silk behind his head was all hanging down, and half of the green grass in his hand was still unsheathed.

This figure, the sternum was shattered, the lungs burst out, and the breath drooped.

This figure, surnamed Wang, is full of repair.

He was dying at this end of the ravine.

She stood still at the end of the ravine.

Raise the corners of your lips slightly, raise your right hand lightly, and tilt your index finger slightly.

It's [snap of the fingers].

It's a flick of the fingers that can't even be counted as a lower Qimen.

But it was this flick of his fingers, when the white-clothed deed was wide open, his breath turned sharply, and he was about to set off a storm with a style of [knocking on the king's court], he was unhappy and unslow on the Qinghe sword in his hand.

Then, there is this sinking ravine, there are three winding streets and alleys, there are five bricks and mud walls, and there are these straight back seven feet.

The moonlight sprinkled on her white jade-like skin, shining her clear and calm Ruifeng eyes.

This light is a faint golden light.

This person is a real celestial.

The surname is a celebrity.

"Mr. Bai————!!!"

A heart-rending cry reverberated through the night.

Zhong Liyan, whose face was pale, hurriedly turned to look at the dust in the distance, his shoulders trembled, and he sat on the ground with a 'poof-' sound, and his delicate lips were no longer bloodless.

"Your Excellency?!" "Your Excellency——!"

After hearing the exclamation of the white skirt, Zhang Shan and Li Shicai, who were stunned, came back to their senses, turned over in a panic, and subconsciously put their right hand on the ring knife on their waists, but they didn't know if it was because of fright or something else, so they couldn't pull out the knife.

The last person to react was the young master of the Yin family who was wearing a gray brocade robe.

When everyone stepped on the steps and followed Zhou Yi into the mansion of the Lu family, he followed Wang Manxiu three feet and three feet - so when Wang Manxiu hurriedly knocked on the royal court and Fuliu jumped forward, he was only half a step away from her.

But this half-step is higher for him than the Wanzhang Peak.

Yin Shao can't reach it.

He obviously saw Fuliu jump in front of Wang Manxiu with his own eyes, saw the beauty mole on the corner of her lips, saw the playful smile under her beauty mole, and saw her gently raised index finger...... But he still couldn't move.

He clearly knew that the eyes of the woman in front of him had been falling on the body of the white cloth, and he had not looked at him at all, and he had no intention of suppressing himself with her terrifying aura at all...... But Yin Shao, Yin Shao, who is carrying a red tassel ash gun, as a leader of the younger generation of Qimen, has already been Yin Shao in the enemy half a hundred realms at a young age-

— but still can't move a single step.

He could only stare at his pupils in shock, standing in place, watching Wang Manxiu being flicked by a finger, he could only tremble, his hair stood on end, his breath was turbid and short, and his legs were suddenly a little paralyzed.

This is the first time in Yin Shao's life that he has only twenty years of life that he has truly felt the cold death omen that is surging like a monstrous wave.

With the fact that before this vast ocean, is just a leaf of duckweed.

I...... will die.

I...... Definitely going to die.

If you stand here again...... Words to stand in front of her again......

I'm going to die!

Monster! Monster! This is the Three Saints?! This is the Fuliu?! This is the Three Saints of a Hundred Years...... Where is this still above the Seven Heroes?! This is clearly above the Qimen! This is clearly above the human world!

'When—'

There was a crisp sound, and it was the red tasseled ash gun in his hand that fell to the ground.

And with it, there was his ass.

The young master of the Yin family, Yin Shao, sat on the ground with blank eyes.

I was probably scared stupid.

Seeing Fuliu's face slightly sideways, he glanced at him beside his feet out of the corner of his eye, seemed to be smiling, ignored it, walked down the steps, and walked to Lingyan, who was also sitting on the ground with a bloodless face.

There was Zhang Shan, Li Shi, gritting his teeth, his brows tightened, his hands clenching the scabbard of the ring, and his nails were already overflowing with blood.

As Jinyi Guards, they were not afraid of death, so they did not sit on the ground like the young master of the Yin family, but they still couldn't move at all, and they couldn't even pull out the most skillful ring head knife on weekdays...... And this was merely because of a glance at the woman who was slowly approaching.

This glance, intentionally or unintentionally, blocked their whole body breath, paralyzed their five senses, and left them with only a little panic and fear.

The two brocades couldn't draw their knives or move, and she was getting closer and closer to the spiritual eye, and in the blink of an eye, there were only a few steps left.

Zhang Shan and Li Shi, who felt powerless, felt sad in their hearts, so they could only raise their eyes blankly to look at the yin-yang-robed boy standing next to the bronze gate, and asked him why he did this with complicated eyes.

But I saw Zhou Yi holding his hands in his sleeves, standing quietly under the two bright red lanterns, not looking, hearing, or hearing, his eyes closed expressionlessly, not knowing what the purpose was.

But none of this matters anymore.

Because in the next moment, Zhou Yi opened his eyes and looked at him dumbfounded.

Because in the next moment, the lanterns on the two doors flickered non-stop.

There was a wave of rage.

He came dressed in white.

The cape is disheveled, the face is pale, the chest is crimson, and the breath is cloudy.

But in those clear eyes, there was a brilliant strange light that was flickering wantonly.

"Zhang Shan, Li Shi, take them away!"

A cry mixed with the smell of blood rushed into everyone's ears.

Seeing Wang Manxiu hurriedly stepping a hundred feet close, flying seven zhang in an instant, pulling out Qinghe with one hand, a sword qi slashed towards Fuliu, and then flipped his wrist again, and quickly cut down the white blade at her.

Fuliu picked his narrow eyelashes slightly, turned sideways casually, and the two fingers of his right hand looked at the colorless and invisible Qinghe sword qi and pinched it gently, which shattered it, cracking four large cracks on the masonry ground;

A heart-piercing pain spread all over his body along his meridians in an instant, and combined with the previous sternal injury, it actually made every pore on his body hot—but Wang Manxiu no longer had time to cry out for pain.

Seeing his angry eyes, his weak right hand was released, allowing the Qinghe sword to fall into the left hand that had already been extended, and holding the hilt of the sword, it was a sword stabbed into Fuliu's neck.

He knew that if the black clothes on her body could block the [Knocking King Court], she would definitely be able to block the Qinghe Sword Blade.

So aim at her white neck, which is as white as jade, and aim at the neck that is not draped in white fur at the moment.

Fuliu really frowned slightly, let go of his left hand that was holding his wrist, and took a half-step back, avoiding the sword unharmed.

But.

This half-step is what Wang Manxiu wants.

I saw that his eyes suddenly flashed with strange light, and in the blink of an eye, he condensed all the breath of his whole body into his right hand with broken wrist bones, turning his palm into a knife, which was a hand knife!

If you break me with a snap of your fingers, I will break you with a sword.

Hearing the heavens and the earth, the white clothes shouted angrily.

Hand up and knife down!

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