The young man in Chinese clothes looked cold and arrogant, and his eyes stared at the Hu people who came around one by one.

Every Hu person, stared at by his eyes, seemed to have fallen into a cold ice cave, and he wanted to continue to scold, but he didn't dare to spit out a word.

Not only those Hu people, but even those ordinary people who came over to join in the fun, can feel the empty temperament of the young man in Chinese costumes.

The hearts of these Hu people trembled, as if they had provoked someone who should not be provoked.

The young man in Chinese clothes was expressionless, and said in an extremely indifferent tone: "Do you still want to ask us for compensation?" ”

His voice was as cold as a piece of ice, a piece of iron, extremely stiff, and the smell of indifference and indifference in it made people tremble when they heard it.

"Don't dare"

These Hu people trembled in horror by the invisible power he exuded.

The young man in Chinese clothes retracted the momentum on his body, although it was still cold, but there was no longer that breath of death.

Several Hu people supported each other and were about to flee in the wilderness.

At this time, the corners of the young man in Chinese clothes bent his mouth, and he put on a cold smile, and pressed the sword on his waist, like a flashing light, and disappeared in a flash, and this group of Hu people didn't even have time to scream, their heads were thrown high, fell high, and smashed into the crowd, causing countless screams.

Murder in the city, murder in the street.

This is a hundred times more sensational than the young horse in Chinese costumes who killed someone just now.

Even if you dare to join in the fun, you will run cleanly.

The people of the imperial capital live comfortably, how can they ever see such a bloody situation.

The restaurant and teahouse next to it were also silent for a while. The whole street seemed to be quiet all of a sudden.

Only one man and one horse remained on the long silent street.

No, all of a sudden, this amazing horse. He snorted, snorted white air from his nostrils, rushed to the ground, and then dispersed, and in his huge eyes, a figure that was not strong was reflected.

He wasn't tall, but he was a little taller than a horse. Not strong, standing on the street, but like a towering mountain. Unshakable.

The breeze blew, and his clothes fluttered with it, giving this majestic mountain, but it was a little indescribable.

"My name is Seven Nights. The seven of Tanabata. The night of the night. ”

"It seems that this is not the place to speak. ”

Qiye nodded, and the two people who were still on the long street arrived at a high platform in a flash.

It is surrounded by a ring-shaped palace wall, and you can see a large ~ piece of fantasy and magnificent buildings from a distance, which is the imperial city.

This is the Temple of Heaven in Taishangjing, the circumference of the high platform of this sacrifice to the sky is 365 zhang, and it is three zhang high.

The dragon qi that hovered over the Imperial City. The dragon's head is right here.

With the cultivation of the two of them, they could naturally see the dragon qi that was almost about to come to life. The dragon's whiskers are distinct, the dragon's eyes are angry, and the scales are shining, majestic, deep and unfathomable.

Li Zhichang carries his hands behind his back, his expression is leisurely, and he is full of casual charm.

The more leisurely he was, the more intense the Seven Nights became.

People and horses become one, forming a whole.

The black horse now looked more like a black dragon, with snow-white hooves and clouds.

A man and a horse slowly paused in the void, defying the inherent gravitational pull of the earth.

Seven nights seem to grow on horses.

I don't know if the dark horse's breath fluctuates with his breathing, or if he is driven by the dark horse's breath.

Even the sound of their breathing was almost in tune with the pulse of the earth.

It's a feeling that is hard to describe, as if at this moment, the earth is no longer a dead thing, but also a living, moving being.

With breathing, with five senses.

As big as the yellow sky, as heavy as the soil.

The power of heaven and earth is so vast, and if their power completely bursts out, even the golden immortals may not be able to match it.

Of course, it is rumored that characters such as Yuan Shi Tianzun can reshape the earth, water, fire and wind, and recreate the world, which is the beginning of the universe and the root of all things, and I don't know what kind of style it is.

Even if Qiye used such a heavy force, it still failed to destroy the relaxed atmosphere created by Li Zhichang.

The terrifying momentum of the Seven Nights was overwhelming and suppressed in the past, but when it reached three feet in front of Li Zhichang, it collapsed on its own.

It seems that Li Zhichang is three feet away, and there is an invisible force field that can wipe out the momentum of the seven nights.

There are no words left for seven nights, and the temptation ends here.

He is a simple and decisive character, which he is deeply influenced by the old demon of Montenegro.

The long sound of the sword resounded in the sky.

The sound of sneering through the sky seemed to wash away the clouds before he was willing to give up.

The long sword spits out a long and short black and red sword light, like the flames of hell.

But the unpredictability is no longer a martial art in the world, but more of a rough and simple change of speed and slowness.

This is already not a technique, but a pure killing.

Because of its purity, there is no solution.

What's even more commendable is that the speed of the sword of the Seven Nights is not blindly fast or slow, but can use the most appropriate angle and speed at the most appropriate time, full of concise beauty.

Li Zhichang's impermanence sword turned into a long white rainbow, and when Li Zhichang's palms flew, he couldn't help but change.

Every change can no longer be properly described.

Li Zhichang's swordsmanship has been superb, beyond any more, ingenious sword moves, as if the flowing water has encountered an obstacle, it will naturally diverge, pouring out, but it is like an antelope hanging horns, no trace can be found.

I can't find the basis for the change of the sword move, and I can't find the gap when the sword move changes.

It's like flowing water in a big river, you can only see it flowing endlessly, but you can't catch its source or where it ends up.

What you see is always a part of it, and a part of it is beyond human imagination.

However, Li Zhichang used such perfect sword skills at the same time, he was still able to maintain that casual atmosphere, and his shots did not carry any fireworks.

It seems that the two are not fighting for life and death, but Li Zhichang is feeding Qiye.

In fact, is the gap between the two really so big?

Only Li Zhichang himself knows how amazing this young man is.

In an instant, hundreds of moves have passed.

Of course, this is also due to the speed of the two of them, which is like lightning and fire.

So hundreds of moves look like a lot, but it's just a matter of a few breaths.

And this Temple of Heaven has not been damaged in the slightest, firstly because it is protected by its own divine power, and secondly, it has not used a killing move between the two.

However, it seems that the two of them have no chance to use a killing move.

In the imperial city, suddenly a flame rushed into the dragon qi entrenched in the sky, and the dragon qi split into a fire dragon, roared at the sky, and then shook its head and tail towards the Temple of Heaven.

Li Zhichang was not in a hurry, and when this terrifying fire dragon arrived, the Impermanence Sword slashed out a sword light that was dozens of zhang long, and forced back the seven nights when the people and horses were one, and then his body moved, floating away, hiding his merit and fame. (To be continued......)