Chapter 3374: Sword kills the river woman, the military saint shows his power

The next day, the sun rose with golden light, and light returned to the sky and earth again. Zhou Jue stood in the small courtyard, stretching and yawning.

Chen Ping'an came back from outside, holding Liu Ji's big meat bun in his hand, placed it on the table, and said.

"Mr. Zhou, I bought some hot steamed buns. I'm going to ask Miss Ning to come out for breakfast soon!"

Zhou Jue glanced at Chen Pingan. His eyes were not eyes and his nose was not a nose. He seemed to be very dissatisfied with the straw sandals boy. He picked up a big meat bun and took a big bite. His mouth was full of oil and the aroma was overflowing. He used a Said a low and cold voice.

"Junior sister has left the town, let me tell you for her!"

When Chen Pingan heard this, his body froze, the pure smile on his face disappeared, and he showed a bit of disappointment, and asked quickly.

"Why did Miss Ning leave?"

"Do I still need to tell you when she leaves?"

Zhou Jue snorted coldly, took another bite of the big meat bun, looked slightly cold on his face, and said bitterly.

Chen Ping'an felt baffled. Mr. Zhou was so strange today, as if he was angry with himself. The straw-shoe boy was confused and couldn't figure out what happened.

Chen Ping'an sat on the bench in despair and reached for a meat bun. He had no appetite and gnawed the meat bun mechanically, as if it had lost the sweetness of the past.

"Why is Miss Ning gone?"

Zhou Jue glared at Chen Pingan fiercely and remained silent. The big meaty buns disappeared into his stomach one by one, without comforting the disappointed young man.

"By the way, Mr. Zhou, I had a strange dream last night. I seemed to see Mr. Qi and another tall woman. Many strange things happened. Did I touch something dirty?"

Chen Ping'an reluctantly ate the meat buns, remembered what happened last night, scratched his head, and asked energetically.

Zhou Jue paused for a moment, anger appeared on his face again, he stood up directly, glared at Chen Pingan, who looked confused, and said.

"It's just a dream, but I'm afraid you are talking in your sleep. Have you ever said anything in your dream?"

Chen Pingan recalled his dream and told Zhou Jue everything, but for some reason he didn't say the last words about Ning Yao and chose to hide it.

Zhou Jue snorted angrily, swallowed the bun in his hand, turned around and walked out angrily.

"I'm full, let's go out for a walk and digest the food!"

Chen Pingan scratched his head again, with a confused expression. He always felt that Mr. Zhou's reaction today was not right. He seemed to be angry with himself and didn't know what he had done wrong.

The straw-shoe boy thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out. He put aside the doubts in his mind for the time being, packed up, and went out to the creek. He started practicing boxing again. His movements were smooth, and his whole body was condensed with pure boxing intention that shook the mountains. He kept stepping out under his feet. , the surrounding water is condensed, the avenue is water-friendly, and the breath is smooth.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Ping'an's sweat dripped from his head and hit the water. Ripples spread. He felt exhausted. He finally stopped what he was doing, sat on the edge of the stream, and rested for a while.

Chen Pingan's physical strength gradually recovered. He stood up and was about to leave. Suddenly he felt a sense of peeping from behind. He stopped and turned his head to look. The water was calm and calm, as usual, nothing unusual.

Chen Pingan felt a chill in his heart, like a thorn in his back, as if a water ghost who had died unjustly was staring at him in the calm stream, making his hair stand on end and feeling cold.

The stream is gurgling, cheerful and soft, crystal clear, unable to hide anything, without any strange changes.

Chen Pingan did not give up, picked up a few stones, turned around and walked downstream along the stream, carefully observing the movement in the stream, trying to find any clues.

Chen Pingan felt something was wrong. In broad daylight, the stream gave people a sinister look. He threw the stones in his hand into the water and was about to bend down to pick them up again when suddenly a clear and cold voice came.

"Chen Pingan, what are you doing?"

The man was dressed in a green shirt, with a tall and straight figure, standing tall and straight, like a divine sword, with its sharp edge clearly visible. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the straw-shoe boy who was bending down to pick up stones. The anger in his heart was not gone, and he asked in a bad tone.

Chen Ping'an was so focused on the water that he didn't notice Zhou Jue's arrival at all. He quickly straightened up, pointed at the water, and said honestly.

"I thought there was something dirty in the water, so I wanted to use stones to smash it out."

Zhou Jue looked at the stream, his eyes slightly condensed, his face gloomy. After the Lizhu Cave Sky was shattered, Qi Jingchun also left the town with the children from the school. All kinds of monsters and monsters appeared. I really thought that there were no taboos in this place. In and out at will.

"Mr. Zhou, is there really something dirty in the water?"

Although Chen Ping'an was not strong enough, he was close to the water and his senses were very keen. He noticed the cold atmosphere in the water. He approached Zhou Jue, raised his head and asked expectantly.

"I can't tell!"

Zhou Jue's eyes were deep, he looked away from the water, shook his head at Chen Ping'an, and replied.

"Then it must be that I'm overly worried and suspicious!"

Chen Pingan trusted Zhou Jue's judgment very much. Since he had that strange dream last night, he felt that he might have become a little too sensitive.

"You go back first, I'll take a breather here!"

Zhou Jue sat down on the shore with a playful expression on his face. He glanced at the calm water surface from the corner of his eye, his murderous intent flashed away, and he spoke to Chen Ping'an.

Of course, Chen Ping'an had no doubts. He packed up his things. It was getting late, and he had to prepare dinner for Zhou Jue, so he trotted back to the small courtyard of Mubo Alley.

Zhou Jue watched Chen Pingan's voice return to the town, and then he slowly raised his right hand, flicked his fingers, and shot out a sword energy, transforming into a dragon more than ten feet long, majestic and ferocious, with fine scales. His sharp claws flashed with cold light, he raised his head and let out a roar before leaping towards the stream.

The dragon walked through the water, and the water level of the stream continued to rise, while the downstream stream continued to rush away. Zhou Jue's bright and clear eyes flashed with cold light, quietly waiting for the truth to come out.

The sword-qi dragon, which was more than ten feet long, fluttered left and right in the river bed. It caught the cunning target, pressed down fiercely with one claw, and slowly lowered its head. Under the sharp claws, there was a woman curled up, and she was strangled by the dragon's claws. The waist is covered, and the waist-length black hair protects the whole body.

"The little river god dares to be so arrogant in front of me. He really doesn't know how to live or die!"

Zhou Jue was sitting on the shore, his eyes were cold and ruthless, looking at the woman like an ant, his voice was majestic, like the constitution of heaven, making the woman's plump and graceful body tremble, her breasts tremble, and the scenery was alluring.

This He Po was the old woman that Ning Yao saw before she left last night. Because Li Zhu Cave Heaven merged into Dong Baoping Continent, the chance energy that leaked out allowed her to reverse her youth and restore her former beauty. Her pear blossoms are covered with rain, Chu Chu pleaded pitifully to Zhou Jue.

"Great Immortal, please forgive me! This slave is just passing through this place and has no intention of harming anyone. This slave dared to reveal the Yin God's aura in the hope of helping the military saint here to increase the water weight of the stream. It is just a small contribution!"

Qi Jingchun's term of office has ended and he took his students to Yashan College. Now the military master swordsman Ruan Qiong is in charge here, so He Po said this.

"Don't be angry, Immortal. If you think the little one is ugly, annoying and annoying, he will only dare to wander around at night from now on!"

He Po posed, straightened her back, her breasts were high and bulging, mature and plump, her eyes were shining, and she looked at Zhou Jue with a spring look on her face, which was very charming.

Zhou Jue frowned slightly, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes. It was really disgusting that such a thing dared to show off his coquettishness in front of him.

"Do you know Chen Pingan?"

Zhou Jue said calmly, his voice a little colder, which made He Po's body tremble, a chill surged through his heart, and his hands and feet were cold.

"We know each other. The younger one is from Xinghua Lane, and Chen Ping'an is an orphan from Mu Ping Lane. We meet occasionally, but there is no grudge. I just rarely see people from the town by the stream recently. Today I saw When I saw the young man practicing boxing, I felt curious and took a few more glances. I never thought that it would cause such a disaster. The Great Immortal thought that because this slave does not understand the rules, please show mercy!"

The dragon's claws gradually tightened with great strength. He Po's charming body gradually became old and turned into an old woman again. She was wrinkled and ugly, and her voice was old and hoarse, like a crow's cry, which made Zhou Jue even more disgusted. His eyes narrowed, and the evil spirit gathered.

"I beg the Immortal to forgive me and show mercy, and don't kill me. I really have no ill intentions towards Chen Pingan. Please forgive me for this unintentional offense!"

The length of He Po's crow-green waterfall hair shrunk, her skin became more and more old, and the power in her body continued to disappear, which frightened her into screaming and begging loudly for mercy.

Zhou Jue stood up slowly and stared at the ugly and old He Po. The disgust in his eyes was undisguised and he said coldly.

"Just this once, never happen again!"

Zhou Jue waved his hand, and the dragon dissipated, and the sword energy merged into his body. He turned and walked towards the town, ignoring the river woman.

He Po's body was submerged in the stream, her face was full of ferocious resentment, she suppressed the anger in her heart and swore secretly in her heart.

"If I don't take revenge for this, I swear I won't be a human being!"

"laugh!"

As soon as He Po's thoughts came to her mind, a sharp sword energy fell from the sky and struck directly at her head. Her head fell off her neck, her eyes widened with an expression of disbelief, and she died.

"A mere ant dares to show resentment and malice in front of me. He really doesn't know how to live or die!"

Zhou Jue's clear and ruthless voice came faintly, which made He Po regretful, opened her eyes wide, and refused to close her eyes.

Not far away, a middle-aged man appeared, tall and muscular. He glanced at the innocent He Po and spoke slowly.

"But a useless He Po is still worth your while?"

"Even those orthodox water gods who are included in the genealogy of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas of a continent are just ants in front of you, not worth mentioning!"

"You, the number one swordsman in the world, dominate the world. Except for the founders of the three religions, no one dares to say that they can defeat you! If you are angry, I am afraid you will imitate Chen Qingliu back then and cut off all the water veins in the world, so that these The god of rivers has no water to live in!”

Back then, Chen Qingliu killed the dragons at his place and slaughtered the real dragons in the world. Only then did the river gods rise. Otherwise, these water veins would have been occupied by the dragons. How could these water gods make waves?

Zhou Jue's swordsmanship is profound, and his cultivation level is even better than that of Chen Qingliu. As long as he is willing, he can kill all the water gods in the world, change the world again, and reshape the rivers.

"I don't have that spare time. The God of Rivers is also worthy of me to use the sword. If it were the three religions and one family, it would be about the same!"

Zhou Jue stopped for a moment and stared at Ruan Qiong, the military saint, with a look of pride on his face. His current cultivation level has reached the top of the mountain, and he is only one step away from reaching the sky. How can he put these things below the mainstream? In the eyes of the Water God, if he were replaced by the three major sects of the Qingming world, the Lisheng, Yasheng, Literary Sage of the Haoran world, and the Buddhas of the Lotus world, they could barely act as opponents and let him use his sword.

As for the wild world, none of the great demons of the throne are in Zhou Jue's eyes. Only the great ancestor of the wilderness and the great demon Bai Ze can fight.

Ruan Qiong was silent, with a look of admiration on his face. This man was the master who crushed Bai Yujing with his sword yesterday. Although the world is big, only the founder of the three religions can suppress him, but he dare not say that he can kill him stably. This amazingly talented swordsman.

Zhou Jue took steps again, and his figure gradually disappeared from Ruan Qiong's sight. A slightly mocking word reached the ears of the military sage.

"Master Ruan, these ghosts and snake gods don't seem to be afraid of you, a military sage. They actually don't follow the rules at all. It's really disappointing."

Ruan Qiong has a self-awareness in his heart. Although his cultivation can be better than that of the mountain-moving apes in Zhengyang Mountain, he is definitely not as good as Qi Jingchun, a fourteenth-level monk. Fortunately, this military sage did not take this matter to heart. His real pursuit was not the strength of the battle, but to become the best swordsmith in the world and forge a promising sword. The living sword that comes from my spirituality has given rise to a real living being in the world who has life and death, can practice, can be reincarnated, and can even pursue the great road.

Ruan Qiong looked at the stream, his face gloomy and ugly, and after a long time he said coldly.

"These monsters and monsters are acting recklessly. Do they really think that I, a military saint, is a piece of clay and easy to bully? They actually dare to come out and cause trouble on the day I take office. This is a slap in my face!"

The Lizhu Cave sky was shattered, and the restrictions carefully arranged by the four saints for three thousand years also disappeared, so magic and magical powers were no longer prohibited here.

Lizhu Cave Heaven was once among the thirty-six Small Cave Heavens. Although it occupies the smallest area and does not have many heavenly materials and earthly treasures, it is still a blessed place where Xiao Dongtian came from. All kinds of benefits are still of great benefit to practice. Now there are no Without the restraint of the large formation, outside monks swarmed in, a mixture of good and bad, with impure thoughts, causing a lot of troubles, which made Ruan Qiong very angry.

Military strategists actually pay attention to rules when acting, but they also pay more attention to flexibility. They are far more flexible and changeable than Confucianism, and can act according to circumstances and places, and act expediently.

Ruan Qiong raised his head and looked at the sky, cursed his mother inexplicably and said angrily.

"Do you really think that with Qi Jingchun gone, you will be able to be lawless? My rules have been clearly told to you. Since you don't abide by them, you have to show your ability to be unruly. If not, then go to hell."

Ruan Qiong stood up from the ground, and a snow-white rainbow exploded from the ground, shooting towards the sea of ​​clouds high in the sky. Above the sea of ​​clouds, there are several ladies in palace attire and men in brocade robes and jade belts, walking hand in hand in the sky, talking and laughing, they are all handsome and unrestrained gods, overlooking the whole land of Lizhu Cave in the past, chatting and laughing. During the period, it was romantic and refined.

"Bang!"

After a loud noise, the head of a graceful and elegant woman with a golden hairpin exploded, and blood splattered everywhere. Then the head of a beautiful girl next to her also exploded. With one exception, their heads exploded, and their bodies fell from the sky and hit the ground outside the town.

Ruan Qiong's body stood on the sea of ​​golden clouds, his eyes were sharp, he looked around and sneered.

"Isn't it too disrespectful to use these little miscellaneous fish to test my bottom line, Ruan Qiong?"

"Although I, Ruan Qiong, am just a blacksmith and far inferior to Qi Jingchun, what's the difficulty if I want to kill a few tenth-level monks who don't have any eyesight?"

"From now on, if you don't abide by the rules here, don't blame Ruan for being unkind. Even if you are hiding outside the border and coveting the Lizhu Paradise, as long as I don't like it, I will catch you in the sky above the paradise and beat your head. rotten!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ruan Qiong appeared at the border. He put his hand on the head of an old man and grabbed him back. His fingers were like hooks, locking the head tightly.

The immortal old man's face was pale, his eyes were full of fear, and he begged bitterly.

"Master Ruan, Master Ruan! If you have something to say, please tell me. I am from Ziyan River..."

Before he finished speaking, Ruan Qiong crushed the head mercilessly and threw the headless corpse outside the Lizhu Blessed Land. A green rainbow light escaped from the corpse, which was the ghost of the old man.

Ruan Qiong glanced at it coldly, but did not kill it completely. He allowed the rainbow light, which was more than three feet long, to fly thousands of miles and plunge into the river shrouded in light purple smoke. The scale of this river was far larger than that of the Great Li Territory Map. Ordinary rivers.

Ruan Qiong's face was full of evil, and his fingers were still stained with blood, dripping continuously. He shouted loudly,

"You are not allowed to violate the rules of this place within a few years, otherwise this person will be your role model."

In the vast sea of ​​clouds, a female cultivator was hidden in the clouds and mist, her figure was not revealed, and she complained angrily.

"Master Ruan's methods are so bloody and cruel, how can he have the magnanimity of a saint who is responsible for the fate of a place!"

"Haha! You dare to whisper after hiding so far away. You think I can't do anything to you, right?"

"What the hell is that saintly image? I'm not Qi Jingchun. He's stupid because of his studies. If you're talking about morality and etiquette to a military swordsman like me, are you mentally ill?"

Ruan Qiong laughed angrily, raised his arms, put his fingers together, and said in his mouth.

"Tiangang shakes the wind, earth destroys thunder and fire, and it is as urgent as the law!"

Instantly, two auras surged between heaven and earth, and the blue-purple rainbow light escaped into the sea of ​​clouds and shot out of the territory of Lizhu Blessed Land.

"Not good, those are Ruan Qiong's natal wind and thunder swords, retreat quickly!"

"Ruan Qiong's natal flying swords are different from ordinary people. They are not nurtured in the acupoints, but exist in the three thousand miles of heaven and earth around him, wandering around with his two military Yin gods!"

The blue-purple rainbow light flew out eight hundred miles in one breath, pierced through the head of a swaying female cultivator, and then returned.

The sky was silent, and no one dared to make a noise. Ruan Qiong smiled coldly, no longer caring about this group of evil-minded ghosts, and fell back to the stream near the blacksmith shop. The blacksmith, who was full of evil and blood, stretched out his hand to wash away the blood in the stream. He sighed and said with emotion.

"If Qi Jingchun was half as unreasonable as I am, why would he need Zhou Jue's help?"