The breeze rolled up the leaves on the bluestone street, bringing the silent town a bit solemn.

The door of the teahouse and the restaurant was closed, and pairs of eyes were seen between the cracks of the door, staring at the three horses driving their horses through the long street, as well as the men and women standing in the center of the long street.

Zuo Lingquan was wearing a black sword and stood in the center of the Bluestone Long Street. Looking at the three riders coming towards him, his cold eyebrows frowned slightly.

Tang Jingwen hid behind her and noticed that the atmosphere was not right. She held Zuo Lingquan's sleeve in her hand and whispered:

"Xiao Zuo, these people are so fierce. Let's go back."

Zuo Lingquan did not look back, but just raised his hand:

"All of you are all acquaintances, Sister Tang, you go back first, and I will accompany you back to the capital later."

Tang Jingyan was a little hesitant, but she was a woman, and this kind of occasion had no effect except bad things. Thinking about it, she said softly:

"Xiao Zuo, you have to be more careful. You are young and energetic and fight with people. I have seen too many accidents. Leave these things to the elders of Qihuang Valley to deal with. Don't force yourself to stand up."

"I know."

Tang Jingyan pursed her lips. Zuo Lingquan didn't leave, and she couldn't persuade her anymore. She could only carry her skirt and jog back to the octagonal archway, turning back as she walked.

I noticed the abnormal movements in Qihuang Town, and watched the disciples of Qihuang Valley under the octagonal archway and ran here. There were also many disciples running back to the Liulin to report the news to the teachers in the valley.

Step on

The iron hooves stepped across the bluestone street, and the horse slowly came to the middle of the street, and the three of them turned over and dismounted.

Cheng Jiujiang looked at the young man blocking the road ahead and said in a deep voice:

"Zuo Gongmo, you are from the court and should not interfere in this matter."

Zuo Lingquan raised his chin: "How should I do things, no need for outsiders to teach me."

Lu Mingzhou and Lan Ying were both martial artists at the first level of Linggu. They were also highly respected in the Great Dan Dynasty. Seeing Zuo Lingquan so frivolous, they all frowned.

When Cheng Jiujiang heard this, he did not show any anger. He walked ten feet away from Zuo Lingquan, and then raised his right hand.

call

The yellow robe applauded, and the strong wind suddenly rose on the street, and a twisted electric snake burst out from his right hand with fists.

The next moment.

Bang!

The fist fell on the old blue bricks on the street and let out a deafening thunder.

The bluestone exploded into gravel, and the cracks spread out like waves.

The medicinal shops on both sides had a crack under the energy of energy. In the blink of an eye, a circle appeared in the center of the Bluestone Street. All the bricks and stones in the circle were broken, and no complete bricks and tiles were left.

Cheng Jiujiang was in the center of the ring, and the cracked bluestone pattern ended abruptly at the tip of Zuo Lingquan's shoe.

Such a terrifying power shocked the disciples of Qihuang Valley who had just arrived so much that they retreated and exclaimed.

The monks hiding in the house watched were also frightened to break the window and fled, and no longer dared to stay around.

Lu Mingzhou, carrying a long sword, stepped back a few steps, and his admiration was hard to hide his face. Lan Ying, who came out of the Spiritual Mountain, was used to this, but he looked at Zuo Lingquan who had not retreated, and his eyes were a little surprised.

After a punch, the bluestone street became quiet again.

Cheng Jiujiang stood straight and looked at Zuo Lingquan who was still moving:

"It is because you are the prince consort of the court, and you are given three points of shame. You must say, you can't even get close to me, so you understand the meaning?"

Zuo Lingquan's twelve levels of Qi refining. Even if he is extremely talented, his sword energy can be at most three or five feet away from his body. At this distance, he really cannot touch the corner of Cheng Jiujiang's clothes.

However, Zuo Lingquan did not agree with this sentence "I can't even get close to me." He looked up at Cheng Jiujiang, his voice was dull:

"If I don't take action, how can Cheng Xianchang know?"

Seeing that he kept dissuading him, Cheng Jiujiang was too lazy to pay attention to another junior. He looked up at the octagonal archway behind him and waited for the arrival of the palm rooms of Qihuang Valley.

Lan Ying had a bad temper. Seeing that this junior was so rude, she stepped forward and said coldly:

"The child of Huangkou doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. He really thinks that he has the eighth level of Qi Refining, so he dares to do this on such occasions..."

Snap

Before he finished speaking, a 'clang' sword sounded on the long bluestone street!

The cold light flashed, and it seemed that even the morning light in the east was divided into two!

Cheng Jiujiang looked at the octagonal archway, but from the corner of his eyes he saw a young man in black standing in front of him. The long sword on his waist was unsheathed, and the black dragon lingered above the sword tip.

Cheng Jiujiang looked shocked, but the surprise did not come from Zuo Lingquan's terrifying speed, but Zuo Lingquan actually dared to draw his sword!

The three of them stood here, and they didn't even come together. Before they could start fighting, they just held their swords and rushed up. Are you crazy?

However, this thought lasted for only a moment, and the surprise in Cheng Jiujiang's eyes turned into shock.

Because the sword is too fast!

In the blink of an eye, we came close to each other!

Although Cheng Jiujiang was caught off guard, the warrior instinct still made him raise his hand. The light from the tiger claw fist surged, protecting the vital points of his body, and flew backwards at the same time.

But Cheng Jiujiang immediately discovered that the young man in black in front of him was not pointing to him, but Lan Ying who was speaking.

I saw that the long sword that turned into ink color showed three sword shadows in the instant of his attack, using the unique skill of Qihuang Valley, "Yu Xia Chengqi". In an instant, he came to Lan Ying, and even he could only see three afterimages.

Yu Xia Cheng Qi practiced to great success, but hundreds of swords were released at once, and there were obviously not many three sword shadows, which was the normal level of a monk from Qihuang Valley. But this was the first time in Cheng Jiujiang in his life that someone could use "Yu Xia Cheng Qi" to achieve such an exaggerated speed.

Sao

Zuo Lingquan followed the sword, and three sword shadows pointed directly at Lan Ying's whole body. Without Jiujiang's stunned skills, he had already arrived in front of Lan Ying.

The cultivation level of Lan Ying Ling Valley is as powerful as the first level, and he is still a cultivator who takes various tricks.

Zuo Lingquan buried his head in hard practice for fourteen years, and he was asking for the word "fast". At this time, he still had the cultivation level of half-step Linggu and made a full state for the first time. He fought a cultivator of a sect that was not far from the same distance. If he could still make the other party react, his sword would be in vain.

Lan Ying was still talking, but her pupils suddenly contracted, but as soon as her fingers moved, she felt a piercing pain in her chest.

Zuo Lingquan was still more than stairs away from Lan Ying. The sword energy like a stream of ink poured into Lan Ying's chest and punched Lan Ying's chest without any obstacles.

Bang

A blood mist broke out from Lan Ying's back, and her figure flew backwards.

Cheng Jiujiang misjudged Zuo Lingquan's attack target, flew back and rushed forward to help, the speed was obviously half a beat slower, raised his hand and punched him, and a fist shadow with lightning struck Zuo Lingquan who was still rushing forward.

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were extremely sharp and he did not stop after one strike. He turned his body and stabbed Lu Mingzhou who was still looking ahead.

Lu Mingzhou had time to react. Although he had not turned his head and had his sword on his waist three inches unsheathed, it was obviously too late.

boom

The fist wind exploded on Zuo Lingquan.

Zuo Lingquanyu came out with a worry-free talisman, but the inferior worry-free talisman was not much different from the cultivator at the fourth level of Ling Valley. He was instantly beaten out with a punch, and hit the medicine shop on the side of the street.

Wow

The noise came to an abrupt end!

Everything was just a flash of lightning, and Cheng Jiujiang almost didn't react, let alone idle people.

The disciples of Qihuang Valley who ran over from the archway felt a flash in front of them. One of the four people standing opposite each other was lying down, and no one was seen. The house next to them collapsed. They were all so shocked that they stopped and said anxiously:

"Senior Brother Zuo?!"

The casual cultivators watching in the corners didn't understand it, but they saw that Zuo Lingquan took action first, and then they looked surprised at this moment, thinking whether this kid was crazy?

The most sober in the audience is probably Cheng Jiujiang who can see everything clearly.

After Cheng Jiujiang punched, he was stunned for a moment before he remembered to look back at the two helpers.

Lan Ying was penetrated by a sword and flew backwards and fell on the street. She covered her chest with shock and forgot the severe pain on her body.

Lu Mingzhou pulled out the sword, looked down at the blood marks cut across his chest, his eyes were blank, and he was still thinking about what had happened.

A moment later, the sword fell to the ground.

Ding Ding Ding Dangdang

The sword bounced on the bluestone a few times, and the sound woke everyone up, but it also caused Qihuang Town to fall into complete silence.

The monks watching only then understood what was going on!

This young man in black just drew his sword against Sanling Valley, and he was killed two in a flash?

Is this the reincarnation of the sword immortal in the sky?!

The disciples of Qihuang Valley who were running over fell to the ground with their swords open and didn't know what to say.

Cheng Jiujiang was also confused for a moment before he understood the current situation. He looked at the medicine shop where the hole was knocked out and said incredible:

"Have you entered the Spirit Valley?"

"Ahem..."

Between the gravel and rubble, Zuo Lingquan, wearing a black robe, had his chest shattered, and a black fist mark was left on his chest.

Without the process, Jiujiang took action in a distance in a hurry, with little force and no harm to the vital heart.
To be continued...