On the yin and yang platform in the courtyard of the Zhou family, there is a thick fog covering the sky at this moment.

The fog was gray and impermeable, mixed with steam made of water foam and dust from the shattering of the slate, and if you inhale it a little, you will choke and tear your eyes.

However, the three white-edged black robes on the Yin-Yang stage, and dozens of blue-crowned Taoist uniforms under the Yin-Yang stage, did not smell a cough.

Outside the hospital, men, women and children cried and shouted, and inside the courtyard was completely silent.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the gray and black fog, with different expressions on their faces. There was a look of awe and astonishment on the faces of the blue-crowned Taoist uniforms in the audience - although they had been guests of the Zhou family since they were born, they had never seen the spectacle of purple thunder falling from the sky like today; the face of the young man in the yin and yang robe standing on the gossip position was a smug look, obviously feeling that no matter how mysterious the white-clothed [whole clothes crown] was, he couldn't withstand the thunder; and as for the other two men and women on the stage who looked of the same age, they were all frowning, and they couldn't see half of their relaxed expressions.

Zhou Yi, who had a white face and a fairy aura, folded his hands, bowed his head slightly, and glanced at the spirit jade dagger that fell a foot away from his feet.

The dagger is ice blue in color, curved like a string, overflowing with cold air, and the killing intent can already be detected from a foot away. Come to think of it, even if it is not a magic weapon, it must be a superior sword refined from innate spirit jade. Such a spiritual weapon, when injecting the breath of fortune and casting the [Sword with Qi], is far more flexible and treacherous than ordinary iron swords, and it does not need the sword owner to wave his fingers to order, it is a treasure that truly makes the sword move at will, as if it has a spirit.

But at this moment, although this ice-blue spirit jade dagger is cold, it is already as quiet as a virgin. And if such a spiritual weapon that can 'kill one person in ten steps' as long as the sword master has one thought, there are only two possibilities:

First, the sword master is a person who cultivates Buddha and recites Zen, and there is a mirror in his heart to stop water, and his soul can not move like a mountain.

Second, the sword master has no thoughts in his heart, and there is no soul in his body...... In short, dead.

The white clothes didn't look like a person who practiced Buddhism and recited Zen.

The white garment, naturally, is dead—

"Woo-"

Suddenly I heard a whistling.

There was nothing left at his feet.

Zhou Yi's eyes were stunned, and he suddenly raised his head, and immediately looked at the gray and black fog.

A few coughs, from which came.

No one in the courtyard was stunned, and the young man in the yin and yang robe who was standing in the position was even more shocked that his eyes were about to fall out of his sockets.

Zhou Huan is clear. The Xuanqi purple thunder summoned by the three of their Zhou family is much stronger than ordinary lightning and thunder - and ordinary heavenly thunder can split a hundred-year-old tree, and their purple thunder can even split a thousand-year-old tree.

That white clothes, is it possible, it is deeper than the cultivation of a thousand-year-old tree?

Zhou Huan couldn't figure it out.

Wang Manxiu solved it for him.

"Ahem! It's really choking. ”

Listen to the clear male voice complaining first.

Goodbye, the thick gray fog vanished.

In the field of vision, the white-clothed man pinched his nose and waved his sleeves, and the black fog that had not disappeared for a long time was waved away by him three or two times.

Not only that, just when Zhou Huan was already stunned beyond measure, he suddenly felt a few rays of sunlight shining on his face. Suddenly looking up, I saw that the dark clouds that were originally dense over the Zhou family couldn't find half a trace.

This, this, this, this......

"What a purple thunderbolt. ”

Wang Manxiu smiled faintly, reached out and took off the ice blue dagger that was happily circling around him, and put it in his clothes.

He glanced around at the frightened crowd in the courtyard, glanced down at the blackened and cracked gossip disc under him, and then looked up at the sun that showed its traces, and finally fell on the young man standing on the gossip seat with his hands folded in front of him.

The breeze blew, raising the plain robe as white as the first snow, fluttering like the immortal in the painting—the free spirit revealed in his eyebrows and facial bones was already better, and it seemed to be close to the Great Perfection.

Wang Manxiu gently took a breath of fresh air, and smiled at Zhou Yi, who had a complicated complexion: "Zhou Gongzi, since you have let Xiao Sheng see such a great and good move, then Xiao Sheng can't hide anything - although Xiao Sheng is not good at learning and has read thousands of strange techniques, in the end, he only remembers one or two of them, and he can't become a big climate, and he can't compare to Gongzi's ability to summon thunder out of thin air...... But the next move can be regarded as a secret method for pressing the bottom of the box. ”

He paused for a moment, glanced around at the people outside the disc, restrained his smile, and said in a calm voice: "Please son, don't blink." ”

After that, the white clothes brushed their sleeves, and a gust of wind blew the old trees in the courtyard into a rattle.

Then, he raised his left arm and held the unremarkable iron sword in front of him.

Finally, flip your right hand, arch your index finger in a knock shape, and hang it above the iron sword.

Within three zhang of the body, the flow of breath has been turbulent like a waterfall, even if you are not a person from Qimen, you can feel an increasingly intense sense of suffocation, as if there is only the breath of white clothes left within this radius of three zhang.

Zhou Huan couldn't help but shudder. It's not because of this rapidly circulating aura, but because of the white-clothed gestures in front of him, how do you feel like being slashed by that purple thunder, getting stronger and stronger?!

According to the breath of luck that Zhou Huan can feel now, before the purple thunder splits, this white cloth is probably about the realm of about 100 people - but as soon as the thunder is split, this white cloth, why does it seem that he jumped over half a thousand enemies at once and reached the realm of 100 people?

This, this, this......

Zhou Huan looked at Zhou Yi with a complicated expression on a panicked expression. As far as he knew, Zhou Yi, who already had the title of 'Seven Heroes', was probably only half a thousand enemies, that is, he could kill five hundred armor soldiers in one go...... Isn't this just in the realm, and he has already been overwhelmed by the white clothes?!

In the Qimen struggle, although there are many secret techniques that can cross the border to kill people, the level of the realm does not directly determine the victory or defeat of the people in the Qimen against the enemy...... But the higher the realm, the deeper the cultivation and the stronger the breath, it is naturally certain - plus, the white clothes in front of them are the body of King Kong that can't even be split by purple thunder, can they really have a rut?

Anyway, Zhou Huan thinks no.

He hurriedly turned sideways and said to Zhou Yi: "Brother Yi, let's withdraw quickly! Go and invite your father to come——"

Before the words fell, he saw the white-edged black robe, took a light breath, and closed his eyes.

Then, clenching his fists and composing, opened his eyes and made a deep sound.

"Congratulations on your ability to regain the Nine Successes. ”

......

Although Zhou Yi's voice was not loud, it lingered in the silent courtyard of the Zhou family for a long time, and everyone on and off the stage could hear it clearly, and their faces were almost full of disbelief.

The reason why I say almost is because the girl Zhou Yun, who was standing on the gossip shock position, immediately hugged her fists and made a compilation after Zhou Yi finished speaking, echoing "Your Excellency".

As for the blue crown, Zhou Huan, and the white clothes, they didn't mean to keep up with the rhythm of the two at all, but they were all stunned, and they didn't understand which two people were playing.

After a long time, after the crying outside the courtyard had stopped, Wang Manxiu put down the iron sword in his hand, bowed forward at Zhou Yi, and frowned slightly: "Zhou Gongzi...... Why do you know that Xiao Sheng has regained the Nine Successes Force?"

Zhou Yi got up and replied, clasping his fists but not letting go of his hands: "It's because of the abundance of aura in Your Excellency's body at the moment, but it is more than twice as much as Fang Cai." ”

Wang Manxiu narrowed his eyes and asked, "How did that son know that Xiao Sheng only had three successes in his body before?"

Zhou Yi said in a low voice: "It's because the head of the Yin family told him." ”

Bai Yi was stunned.

He looked surprised and said unexpectedly: "So Zhou Gongzi, you ...... Your Zhou family, didn't you invite Xiaosheng to come here to 'eradicate dissidents'?"

Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, and said lightly: "No, that's true." ”

He let go of his fists, looked directly into the eyes of the white cloth, and said in a deep voice: "It's just that the dissidents that our Zhou family wants to eradicate are not Your Excellency - but to use Your Excellency's hands to 'eradicate dissent'." ”

Wang Manxiu tilted his head and sneered: "Why does Xiaosheng want to help Gongzi?"

"Your Excellency is not helping the Zhou family. Zhou Yi's face was indifferent, and his voice was calm: "It's just because the person you want to kill and the person you want to eradicate by the Zhou family are one person." ”

But what he said cannot be called the word 'bland'.

Bai Yi was stunned for a moment, frowning: "I see...... That's why Gongzi Fangcai, I invited the purple thunder to open the air pockets for your majesty and retrieve your strength......"

"That's just a gesture, you don't have to be polite. Zhou Yi said in a low voice: "For details, please go upstairs to talk about it." ”

With that, he turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation to Bai Yi.

Wang Manxiu stood in place, pursed his lips, and clenched his fists.

He turned his face slightly, looked at the blue-crowned Taoist priests who were all injured on their bodies, dazed and in awe, their faces were pale, and he said coldly: "Childe, you know, the lives of these guests are all in the thoughts of Xiaosheng. ”

Zhou Yi turned around, raised his eyes to look at him, and said lightly: "Your Excellency will not kill you." ”

"If I do it. Wang Manxiu moved his gaze back, stared at the white-edged black robe, and said in a deep voice: "If I kill him, what will happen to the son?"

Zhou Yi glanced at those blue-crowned Taoist priests, was silent for a moment, and still spoke calmly, without waves: "If Your Excellency falls into the hands of death, then let Your Excellency fall into the hands of death." ”

When the words fell, the white clothes burst out.

Hearing the sound of 'pop-', the son of the Zhou family, whose face was white and fairy, flew straight back a few feet, and slammed into the front door of the five-story mansion, so that the banners and flags on the eaves were shaking.

"Zhou Yi!!" "Brother Yi!!"

Zhou Yun and Zhou Huan panicked and hurried to rush to him.

But he was taken a step faster by the white clothes who were 100 feet close.

Wang Manxiu frowned, lifted Zhou Yi's collar with one hand, stared at his bloodstained face, and said viciously: "Zhou Yi, you listen to me...... I don't care what your Qimen rules are, and I don't have the right to accuse you of carelessness...... But I, the king of Manxiu, hate people who die generously in my life—especially those who are as generous as you!"

Zhou Yi, who was grabbed by the collar of his throat, was in a mess, but the breath in his body was not turbulent, as if he had stopped water. I saw that he raised his eyes slightly, and rushed to Wang Manxiu, but he raised the corners of his bloody lips, and said with a faint smile: "Your Excellency is really good-natured." ”

Wang Manxiu stared at him deadly.

Zhou Yi didn't avoid it for a while.

At this time, although he still had the breath in his body, compared to the white clothes who were full of luck and abnormal luck, it could be said that he had put all the power of life and death in the hands of the latter.

Although, Wang Manxiu didn't kill him, nor did he punch him away for a few more feet.

After a while, Bai Yi let go of his hand, threw him to the ground, and snorted coldly.

"Go upstairs to discuss. ”