The years when I explored the fairyland

At this moment, the one-horned ghost was more decisive than expected, and his speed was incredibly fast.

It was just like a cold light suddenly lit up in the dark night, tearing through the darkness, cutting off the red line along the way, and going straight for Chu Zhou's head.

When the cold light passed, there was a sound of breaking through the air, as if it had exceeded the speed of sound.

At this moment, Chu Zhou felt the crisis of death, his pupils shrank rapidly, condensed into the size of a needle tip, staring at the cold light that was attacking.

And the whole person leaned back, and in a posture of an iron bridge, he let the cold light pass.

But he was not a person who would not fight back when being beaten. These days, he seemed to be sitting there motionless, but his whole spirit had accumulated to the limit.

At this moment, one of his hands had stretched out from his waist, pinched out a dragon claw, and with unparalleled strength, he stabbed straight from bottom to top.

The action was concealed and silent, but as long as it hits hard, even iron can be poked with a hole.

But a ghost claw, wrapped in black hair, stretched out and collided with the dragon claw.

Bang!

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, it seemed that there were countless collisions in succession, and the air ripples visible to the naked eye spread outward, and the magic tools on the altar were knocked to the ground.

Turning his body, Chu Zhou was already standing up. He stood in the same place, his legs slightly squatted, as solid as a rock, and his hands suddenly raised up, expanding several circles in the air.

Then, he slapped out, one palm after another, like a sky full of palm shadows, going in all directions.

And all directions were already filled with countless ghosts.

They had different postures and behaviors, like illusions, and like entities, and could attack from all kinds of weird angles, with a touch of cold light, and were about to tear Chu Zhou apart.

Both sides changed their moves almost at the same time, and continued to collide in mid-air.

Just listen to the sound of "chi chi chi chi" breaking through the air, and the sound of "clang clang clang clang", which is endless. The sound of metal colliding constitutes a symphony.

Below, Yi Huai, Fan Tiehu and Wei Fangjie were also ready, but they did not approach. Instead, each of them occupied a direction and went further away.

And this stalemate may last for a long time, or it may only be a moment. The one-horned ghost finally got annoyed. He suddenly paused and let out a ghost cry.

Phew!

A pair of ghost claws clenched into fists and smashed in the air, causing the air to vibrate and "boom boom boom".

This feeling is no longer the same as before. When the fist wind passes, it seems like a sledgehammer breaking through the air and rushing forward.

If this hammer hits hard, even Chu Zhou's physique will probably break his tendons and bones.

But this time, it was Chu Zhou's turn not to fight head-on.

He stretched out his body, his body was like a python or a dragon, twisting and circling, and with just one move, he avoided the fist wind.

The fist wind hit the altar, and there was a "crackling" sound of breaking, the wooden structure collapsed, and the altar, which was several feet high, collapsed.

This change naturally could not hurt the one-horned ghost, but it was also unexpected. He fell and stood firm on the ground.

But Chu Zhou had already entangled him.

He was like a dragon and a python, his steps were changing unsteadily, his body was swift and unpredictable, and his fists were also clenched, and he surrounded the one-horned ghost and smashed it without hesitation.

Bang bang bang bang!

Boom boom boom boom!

This time, it was Chu Zhou who stuck to the one-horned ghost and attacked as much as he could, his fists were crazy, and he was like a tiger, attacking like crazy without caring about his life.

This time, it was the one-horned ghost's turn to be angry.

He felt provoked, a naked provocation. The other party used his own method to deal with him, obviously humiliating him.

"You! Seek! Death!"

The cold voice seemed to explode in my ears, and a cold light rose in the distance, like a cold moon rising, shining brightly.

That was the horn of the one-horned ghost, which had been taken off at this time and turned into a bright sword in his hand.

Chu Zhou retreated as if he had been electrocuted, and his body jumped, and he was already three feet away.

But the long sword broke through the air and slashed down obliquely. It was clearly still some distance away, but there was a hazy sword light breaking through the air, chasing Chu Zhou.

That was sword energy, real sword energy, a means that can only be used after the Tongmai internal strength is successfully cultivated.

But this time Chu Zhou did not dodge, he looked at the sword light breaking through the air, and his expression even had a little more interest.

Then, he raised his hands slightly, and countless phantoms bloomed in the air. The whole person was wrapped in the cold wind and smoke of the autumn night, rushing forward, like an angry dragon roaring.

——Killing move, angry dragon turning over the river!

Roar!

Swish!

Clang clang clang clang!

Bang!

A dull crashing sound rang out, spreading far away, and a shock wave swept across, blowing Chu Zhou's body back uncontrollably.

Of course, he didn't hold on, and was swept by the air wave, retreating several feet away before he could stabilize his body.

And the one-horned ghost didn't hold on either, retreating even faster, like a ghost floating, and already standing in front of the attic door, blocking the aftermath for the worried woman.

But at this time, he no longer had the initial arrogance, his black hair was already tattered, and there was a big hole on his head, a crack.

The hair on his right arm was broken, revealing a white suit, and a big hand with distinct joints, with a bright sword in his hand, chirping slightly.

Obviously, he put the long sword behind him, extending from the back of his head, and it became a sharp horn.

Chu Zhou was not in a hurry, he dusted off the Taoist robe on his body, and walked forward a few steps.

Looking at the one-horned ghost, he couldn't help but sneer, "You are so eager to kill people to silence them, it seems that my guess is true.

The one-horned ghost is Luo Gan, and Luo Gan is the one-horned ghost. This is really cool, and he looks really similar.

It's a pity that if you pierce this paper, you will die! "

The one-horned ghost with the broken head raised his head slightly, and his ruby ​​eyes seemed to flash. Then, he spun in the air and landed again. All the disguises on his body had exploded, revealing his figure.

It turned out to be a middle-aged man in white clothes with a beautiful face. He seemed to have been weathered, and his temples were a little gray.

But this does not affect his temperament and appearance at all. He is even more mature and stable, and he really looks like a middle-aged handsome uncle.

His eyes returned to their normal color, and his gaze was even as gentle as jade. The long sword in his hand reflected the moonlight, and he looked like a master as he stood there.

He raised his head slightly and looked at Chu Zhou, with memories in his eyes.

After a long while, he said: "I seem to have some impression of you. At that time, when your master asked you to break Xingzang, I had no choice but to be ruthless and wanted to kill everyone.

It's a pity that I forgot to touch up, leaving such a big disaster. "

When he said this, the look of surprise in his eyes became a little more serious, and he said: "But I remember that at that time, you must have not even started martial arts.

If you were as strong as you are now, no, half as strong as you are now, shouldn't I be able to knock you down with just one blow of the mourning stick? "

"Are you really that person? Why don't I feel like you?

Even if you have a great adventure during this period, you shouldn't have such strength in a short period of time, right? "

"..."

Chu Zhou grinned. He really didn't know how to explain. He told the other party that he had a golden finger and had grown to such a level in such a short period of time?

Isn't that stupid?

Simply, he did not need to explain, he waved his hand and said directly: "Those are just trivial details. This time, I blocked you here, so I have revenge and revenge!"

"If you want to kill me, should you? If you take the road of Jianghu, you will kill me, and I will kill you."

The middle-aged handsome man seemed to be really open-minded. When he spoke, his mood did not fluctuate much. He only raised his head slightly to show his sharpness.

“I have killed too many people, and there are even more people who want to kill me, but unfortunately no one has succeeded so far.

I have traveled alone for thousands of miles, Luo Gan, and what I am most famous for has never been the sword, but Qinggong. "

Chu Zhou nodded and said: "I have to admit that your Qinggong is like a ghost or a phantom, and I can't catch up with you, so I chose this place as the battlefield.

You can escape, but how can your loved one escape? "

"Weren't you invited by the Zhao family? You actually want to hurt her?"

"You misunderstood. I didn't plan to hurt her, but if you left, the news that the one-horned ghost was Luo Gan and that Luo Gan had an affair with the second daughter of the Zhao family should have spread widely.

Until then, how can you keep her alive? "

The indifferent expression on the middle-aged handsome man's face finally subsided and he looked tense and cold: "Isn't this the behavior that a hero should do if you treat women like this?"

Chu Zhou was so angry that he laughed: "You go around killing people, almost killing me, and cutting off my master's head. How can you be considered a hero?"

Waving his hand, he said: "Okay, okay, I'm not here to argue with you. Do you know what to do?"

"You want me to stay and have a good time with you. It's just..."

Luo Gan stroked the sword lightly and asked, "I'm very curious. Where did you get the confidence? With just a Zang training level, you dare to challenge me, a great martial arts master of Tongmai?"

"That's my business. As long as you can kill me, even if you still want to be that one-horned ghost, in this Baisha City, if you stay with her, no one will stop you again."

"In that case, I'll kill you again."

"The great head is here. If you have the courage, come and get it!"

At this point, there is no need to say anymore. The autumn wind suddenly blows, blowing dark clouds to cover the moon, and blowing the fire to extinguish the light.

In the moment when the world was dim, Luo Gan had disappeared from where he was. Instead, there was a dim sword light flashing, like wind and frost, coming towards his face.

As for Chu Zhou, although he stood where he was, he took in a sharp breath.

All the air within a few meters of radius seemed to be swallowed into his abdominal cavity. Amidst the crackling sound, his figure had already risen to two meters and a half.

The muscles all over his body are as knotted as the roots of an old tree, with distinct joints. The skin is the color of gold and iron, like copper poured into iron, and it is impossible to shake it just by looking at it.

He just raised his hand, raised his palm, and clapped forward, causing the air to spread like water waves.

The fist, packed with unparalleled strength, collided with the sword light transformed by the inner energy for the first time in a substantial sense.

Keng!

The sound of gold and iron clashing rang out again, but it was just the beginning. The next second, the sound of collisions was as dense as a heavy rain.

The battle seemed to reach its climax in an instant.

It’s the end of the month, everyone understands!