Swordsman!

This is a title that has risen in the Beicheng area of Xinzheng in recent days, a young swordsman, armed with an inky black heavy sword, has picked four sects in a row, and these sects are not weak forces in the Beicheng area.

Otherwise, this young swordsman, although his strength is amazing, but the swordsman has no soul, but he just shattered all the tendons and veins of those sect members, his viscera was severely damaged, and his dantian was broken, turning into a complete waste.

The next day, all the wasted people who were forgiven by the heavy swordsman died in various parts of the Beicheng District, and in normal times, these sects had a lot of old enemies, and since there was such an ending, the enemy could let it go.

Among the four sects, more than a dozen innate realm martial artists with quite good strength also ended up like that, and then, the name of the heavy swordsman shook the northern city, and it was rumored that the heavy swordsman was the disciple of the master of Zhongshan in Zhao Kingdom.

"The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity does not work!"

"I didn't mean to ask for advice, and I didn't want to kill, but they still let me down! Xinzheng also disappointed me! ”

Placing the delicate jade cup in his hand on the case, he smiled slightly at the strange look of the purple girl who vaguely looked at him, and stroked the ink-black heavy sword on his side with one hand, a faint cyan halo rippled.

In the past few days, he has picked four sects in the northern city of Xinzheng in a row, although there are many innate martial artists, but the strength is too poor, although he has converged the strength of more than nine layers, but under the heavy sword, there is no enemy.

Under the shroud of spiritual awareness, the level of martial artists in the entire Xinzheng region seems to be inferior to that of Luoyang.

"Maybe your Excellency will meet a good opponent next!"

With Zhou Qing's strength, Zi Nu is also impressive, with the age of the other party, holding this ink-colored heavy sword that definitely exceeds fifty or sixty catties, and can still exert such power.

Scorpion Gate, Tiger Head Gate, Sanyuan Gate...... Their information is clear to the purple girl, even so, it is still understood by Zhou Qing with a heavy sword, and the strength of the other party is only far beyond what she thinks.

"Hopefully!"

Bowing his head again, he immediately got up leisurely and paced through the room, looking through the open window, the third floor, and the entire northern city could be seen at a glance.

Seeing this, Yun Shu no longer knelt down, slightly adjusted his clothes, looked at Zhou Qing, his graceful figure turned slightly sideways, and followed Zhou Qing's gaze to look at the past, and before long, wisps of blazing flame light floated in the depths of his beautiful eyes.

"On fire?"

The abrupt monstrous flames, blazing, looking down at the moment, seeing it clearly, Yun Shu looked surprised, and the crisp sound rose, a little stunned, and then looked at Zhou Qing and the purple girl who also noticed such a vision.

"There is the important minister area of Dongcheng, looking at the flames, the scope of the enveloping is no less than the Qianzhang area, it seems that the weather in Xinzheng City is a little dry, and the fires are continuous."

"First the Snow Castle was burned to ashes by the fire, and then the current fire manifested, I don't know if there will be such a disaster next!"

Zilanxuan is located in the northeast area of the city, looking at the building, the fire in the southern area is clearly in the eyes, swaying posture, the purple girl slowly approached the window, a pair of beautiful eyes are also surging in the depths, Xinzheng has been quite eventful recently.

However, before the purple girl could continue to say something, in the area where the important ministers of the East City were located, not far away, there were monstrous flames burning, and from a distance, under the dim void, a light black striped phantom was crisscrossing in the flames.

Looking at this, the purple girl was silent, Yun Shu moved closer to Zhou Qing, and saw the firelight feast that rose one after another, and within just one hundred and ten breaths, the flames seemed to have spirits, spreading in the area of the important ministers of the East City.

From the beginning of one place, to two, three, five places, ...... echo each other, as if in the huge Xinzheng area, igniting a spark, but its ferocity has the potential to burn the prairies.

"Purple girl, it is estimated that Zilanxuan's business will suffer a lot of losses today."

The three of them watched quietly in front of the window, watching the flames in the Dongcheng area continue to spread, although they could vaguely see that many areas were extinguished, but they were far from the potential for the flames to rise.

After half a pillar of incense, Zhou Qing's head turned slightly, looking at the purple girl not far from his side, the softness on his face was not obvious at the moment, and he didn't know what he was thinking in a pair of beautiful eyes with purple light.

"Perhaps, the girls can rest early today."

Hearing this, the purple girl's calm face smiled again, her posture swayed, she retracted her gaze from the window, moved in purple shoes, and walked towards the door.

After a few breaths, the opening and closing of the wooden door was soft, and the crisp footsteps slowly disappeared.

"They've finally appeared!"

Looking at the raging fire in the Dongcheng area, deep in a pair of eyes glowing with cyan light, a series of dark black long snake phantoms shuttled through the flames, and after that, there seemed to be a gentle flame blooming, falling under the city at will.

"...... they?"

Yun Shu didn't understand Zhou Qing's meaning, muttered in a low voice, and continued to watch the chaos in Dongcheng.

"Yun Shu, next, you just stay in Zilan, don't move around at will."

"Xinzheng, the next storm is not small, when the wind and waves pass, we can leave!"

Losing all the restraints, the anger that has been accumulated for more than ten years does not know what kind of scene will erupt, Zhou Qing never considered that Tianze would return to Baiyue directly, that is not in line with his character.

In the night now, there is a strong pillar missing, I don't know if they can react and deal with it quickly, the words fell, retracted their gaze, looked at Yun Shu, and cultivated the method of "Qingjing", and they recovered very quickly these days.

"Yes, Childe!"

Yun Shu bowed, looked at Zhou Qing, and smiled lightly, with Gongzi by his side, no matter how big the wind and waves were, he couldn't blow on him, and there were still several sisters in Zilan Xuan.

******

"Zhuang, Xinzheng is going to be messed up next!"

At the same time, in a corner room on the second floor of Zilanxuan, the purple girl who slowly came out from the third floor went straight into it, her pace was a little hurried, as if something else was intruding, pushing the door in, and there was still a cold breath in her face.

The dim and bright candlelight reflected in all directions, Wei Zhuang stood against the window, holding a sword in one hand, looking at the flames in the Dongcheng area, the breeze entered, and the gray hair was messy and moving.

"Move, divide yin and yang, open and close, although the time has come, there is still a key point missing."

"Although Xinzheng is chaotic, but the night is not chaotic, the balance is still there, relying on Ji Wuye's forces, if the chaos cannot be calmed down, the next thing is the real good thing!"

For several years, Wei Zhuang has been waiting, instinctively feeling that tonight's fire that burned throughout the entire Dongcheng area is an opportunity, and it is an opportunity for him to break the situation.

However, he still needs another strength, recently, the name of the swordsman in the north of the city is one, and today, he seems to have found another choice.

"The key point?"

"Heavy swordsman Zhou Qingyi or Han Fei, the ninth son of King Han who returned from a study tour today?"