Luo Lin's father was a bachelor during the anti-imperialist period. Luo Lin was also born in a scholarly family. She also had the gentle temperament of a Jiangnan woman, which made people want to protect her even more. All the men she knew would not care about her.
Consciously attracted by her temperament, she ended up getting together with Zhou Xingxing. They were supposed to be a perfect couple, but when the orthodox emperors were fighting for the throne, they were torn apart. The two people who loved each other, now
Only regret remains.
"This man deserves to die. If you are not willing to take action personally, I will kill him for you." Murong Jue is Zhou Xing's friend. He is not Zhou Xing's friend. He knows Zhou Xing's ideals. As a friend, he wants to kill him.
All obstacles on Zhou Xing's path forward, and Luo Lin is also one of them. However, if Zhou Xing is allowed to do it himself, it would obviously be a bit cruel, but he can do it for him. As long as Zhou Xing agrees, he will not hesitate to kill everything that may stand in his way.
His obstacles include Xing Tianyuan, Yang Ye, and his children.
"When did you become so murderous?" Zhou Xing looked at Murong Jue and said. Murong Jue was definitely not a murderous person, and he rarely even mentioned the word murder on his lips, but at this moment, he showed his murderous intention.
He really wanted to kill the person who shook Zhou Xing's heart.
"You should know that if you want to reach heaven, you must not let anyone shake your heart. In your current state, even if you have sword intention, you may not be able to defeat me." Murong Jue's tone was very worried.
How could one not see Zhou Xing's condition? Zhou Xing's strength had reached its peak after killing Sui Han's three friends that day. But when he returned to the enshrinement hall, Murong Jue was shocked to find that Zhou Xing's heart was shaken.
Of course, his strength will be greatly reduced. At this moment, Zhou Xing is just an ordinary peak powerhouse in the Divine Palace Realm. Although there are not many strong people in the Divine Palace Realm in the world, there are also many, but they can be divided into ordinary and extraordinary.
At this level, ordinary people in the Divine Palace Realm are just like people who step by step to become strong in the Divine Palace Realm. Such people can be regarded as quite satisfactory existences in the world.
But there are still some people who have achieved the realm of the Divine Palace. They must start to suppress the realm and not allow them to improve. If they want to continue to have strong strength, they can only explore, such as compressing their own solidity, making their true energy stronger than ordinary people.
The Shenfu realm is stronger, and he lives to hone his martial arts. Although this kind of person is a strong person in the same realm, he can easily defeat four or five ordinary people in the same realm. There are people like the three friends of Suihan. If they don't have the three talents array,
It belongs to the peak category of the ordinary Shenfu Realm, but people like Murong Jue, Hua Rongye, and Li Beixuan are strong men who are beyond the peak of the Shenfu Realm. Their realm is only the Shenfu Realm, but they cannot use the ordinary
To distinguish them by their small realm, even if their realm has not reached the peak of the Divine Palace realm, their strength has surpassed it. This is why Murong Jue is so confident that he can defeat Zhou Xing at this moment.
"There are some things, let me do it myself." It has been ten days, maybe he was too kind before, Zhou Xing slowly walked up, entered the lobby, and slowly picked up the white jade sword on the shelf
, and buckled it around his waist. At this time, a cold breath spread all over his body. He seemed to have turned into a piece of ice that has not melted for thousands of years. The cold air was like a sharp sword, making people depressed and suffocating. This is Zhou
Okay, this is what the best swordsman in the world should look like. Ever since the decisive battle between Zhou Xing and Hua Rongye, the white jade sword has always been placed here. Zhou Xing seems to have forgotten his sword. I don’t know how many martial arts masters have died.
In the hand of this sword, Zhou Xing has never used this sword since he came to the imperial capital, not even to kill Suihan's three friends. But now that he picked up his own sword, it means that Zhou Xing is back again.
"Okay, this is the best choice." Looking at the familiar Zhou Xing coming back again, Murong Jue's eyes showed a look of relief.
"They are so patient." Before Peach Blossom Forest, Zhou Yao and Zhou Yao's brother and sister came here almost every day, and those students had long since disappeared, but they just didn't see their father, that is, Zhou Xing walked out of that simple way.
The unpretentious wooden door, that wooden door was an ordinary wooden door, but it seemed to separate two worlds. They didn't dare to open that door, because the price of opening that door was too high, so they didn't dare.
Creaking, the door was not pushed open, but opened from the inside. The crisp sound seemed to resound in the ears of every student. In the peach blossom forest, there were hundreds of students from Xingchen Pavilion, and the peach blossoms were like
Snowflakes fell like snowflakes, and a gentle cold air slowly floated in the air, but everyone's attention was on the wooden door, and also on the figure walking out of the wooden door, white as snow, shining brightly.
The rays of the sun shone on him, as if he were a snow-white lotus, pure and sacred. Zhou Yao and Zhou Yao saw him at the same time, and their eyes looked a little excited, because this was their father, especially Zhou Yao.
, he also wears a sword on his waist, and he also likes to use swords. He is called the Sword Master by the people in the imperial capital. If he gives guidance, he may become a being like Yang Ye, or even surpass Yang Ye and become the next generation of worshipers.
It's possible. Thinking of this, Zhou Yao felt very excited.
"Is he the one who was rumored to be worshiping?" The crowd was bustling, pointing at Zhou Xing.
"He looks so young. I heard he is thirty years old, but he doesn't look that old." Some female students' cheeks turned red and they showed admiration.
"Father...ah..." Zhou Yao suppressed the excitement in his heart, hesitated for a moment, and shyly said hello, but when he was about to call his father, his hand unexpectedly
Flying up, Zhou Xing's sword slowly returned to its sheath, blood flew everywhere, splashing a few drops on Zhou Yao's face, and Zhou Yao was immediately stunned, not only Zhou Yao, but also the students watching in the distance
, were all frightened by this scene, leaving only Zhou Yao's screams, which resounded throughout the peach forest. They did not expect that the first thing Zhou Xing did when he appeared was to cut off Zhou Yao's right hand.
, at this moment Zhou Yao was holding his bloody arm and rolling on the ground in horror, while Zhou Yao's face was pale and she stood there without daring to move at all. Tears fell from the corners of her eyes, but she did not dare to cry out because she felt Zhou Yao's pain.
The aura of fear exuding from Xing's body was as if her hands would leave her body at the next moment.
"Didn't your parents say that worship cannot be easily disturbed?" Zhou Xing stared coldly into Zhou Yao's eyes. Zhou Yao did not dare to say anything. She seemed to be mute. Her whole body was shaking.
Xing's gaze was cold and ruthless, like a sharp sword that could pierce her throat at any time.
"Go back and tell your parents that if there is a next time, the Zhou family will no longer exist." Zhou Xing said these words coldly, and then left. All the students looked at Zhou Xing's figure as if they were looking at a devil.
The whole imperial capital knows about Zhou Xing. He is Zhou Xing, who was famous in the imperial capital ten years ago, and Zhou Yao is his son. Those rumors that were made at the beginning are still talked about today. It turns out that Zhou Xing
Yao thought it was a harmonious family recognition scene, but who would have thought that he would lose an arm, and it was chopped off by his biological father.
"The Zhou family is finished." The surrounding students looked at Zhou Yao and Zhou Yao indifferently. One was the proud son of the imperial capital, and the other was the proud daughter of heaven. But at this time, they looked like two dead dogs, making people pity them.
, especially after Zhou Xing said those words, the Zhou family has no hope of rising. Although Zhou Xing let the Zhou family go this time, the Zhou family will still be in trouble. The Zhou family has no hope, but they will not care.
After all, the life and death of the Zhou family has nothing to do with Zhou Yao and Zhou Yao. Even if it does, it cannot be related at this time.
"Have you heard? The worshiper wanted to take away his children, but Zhou Yao and Zhou Yao didn't want to give up the Zhou family's glory and wealth, so they cut off the relationship with him." After Zhou Xingxing, some people
The students started gossiping with great interest again. After all, the most popular thing now is Zhou Xing's affairs.
"Is there such a thing?"
Gu Chang
"Tell me more about it." Many people immediately rushed up, wanting to hear these old stories.
"Sacrifice to the Ancestor God." An old man, wearing an animal robe, holding a wooden staff, with a painted face, led a group of villagers to hold a special ceremony, and this ceremony is only available in this village, and stood
The man in front is a handsome face, holding a fragrance. Under his leadership, everyone behind him is worshiping respectfully. There is a very strange statue on the altar. The statue is a big eagle, and the big statue is
The eagle has nine heads, and each head holds a dragon in its mouth. This nine-headed eagle looks very fierce, like a ferocious bird from ancient times. Even if it is just a statue, there is a hint of ferocity, and
Behind that handsome face, Yang Xue in a dress was also among them. Yang Xue had participated in this ceremony countless times, and the person who presided over the ceremony was her uncle, Yang Ye's younger brother Yang Rong.
"One bow, two bows, three bows." The old man in the animal robe kept shouting, and everyone worshiped the statue devoutly. After they bowed three times, they stood up and stared at the statue. Everyone showed shock.
And an angry look.
"Thief, who are you?" these tribesmen asked angrily.
"Yang Erlang, long time no see." Zhou Xing just said lightly. Yang Xue was a little surprised when she saw Zhou Xing appear, but she didn't say anything. On the contrary, Yang Rong in front of him became serious. The tribesmen were already very angry.
Because Zhou Xing was stepping on the statue at this time, and it was as if he was worshiping him three times just now. How could they tolerate this?
"Why are you here?" Yang Rong said seriously. This place is not accessible to ordinary people, but Zhou Xing has been here before, and Yang Rong was not surprised when he came in.
"I know, today is the day for you to sacrifice to Jia Luo, and it is also the day for all the Yang clan to come out together, so of course they have to come." Zhou Xing said coldly.
"What do you want to do?" Yang Rong asked.
"Kill you all." Zhou Xing seemed to be telling a very ordinary thing.
"You are so impudent, you are seeking death." The old man in animal robes, holding a wooden stick in his hand, swept his figure a few feet, swung the wooden stick, and there was a faint sound of breaking through the air, and it hit Zhou Xing on the head. If Zhou Xing was
For an ordinary person, this stick was enough to kill him. Unfortunately, Zhou Xing was not the one. The sword did not know when it appeared. When everyone saw it, the sword had already penetrated the old man's throat and nailed him in the air. The sword did not
Knowing when to pull it out, with a plop, the old man's body fell in front of Yang Rong, and the blood slowly flowed to his feet. Yang Rong's face became frightened, while Zhou Xing held a white jade sword and blew the white jade sword gently.
A string of blood drops fell from the blade of the sword. At this moment, all the Yang clan members showed fear when they saw Zhou Xing. He was really here to kill people.
"You, you, you gave ten days just for today?" Yang Rong's tone was trembling and his face was very ugly. He didn't know what happened in the imperial capital. He also knew what happened to assassinate Zhou Xing.
"At the same time, I also give him a chance. I want to see how he quibbles. Now he must have perfect evidence to prove that it is not him. But it is a pity that I am not Zhou Xing. I am Zhou Xing. Evidence has never been important to me.
." Zhou Xing said coldly, and then jumped down. In an instant, the figure turned into a white shadow like a ghost, and the white shadow split into one, two, three, dozens, hundreds,
And those white shadows were like ghosts, wandering among the crowd at such a fast speed that they were just a flash in people's eyes. But for a moment, all the white shadows merged on the stage and turned into Zhou Xing's figure. Zhou Xing had a ghost in his hand.
With a wave of the sword, a sword energy went straight towards the Nagara statue. The sword energy split into two, three, and countless channels. The huge Nagara statue turned into many stones and fell on the ground.
On the ground, all the Yang clan members on the stage fell down. Only a line of blood appeared on their throats. They didn't know how they died under Zhou Xing's sword. The only one alive,
Only Yang Rong and Yang Xue were on the stage. At this time, Yang Xue had a look of horror on his face and his body was slumped there. His face was pale and his eyes were lifeless. He was really frightened by the scene in front of him, as if his soul had been drained out.
"You, you are a devil." Yang Rong did not dare to move, his body was shaking, and a sword energy came out and struck him directly. His body was knocked away by the sword energy and flew more than ten feet in the air.
He fell hard to the audience, poof, a large mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth. He was very lucky, he was lucky not to die. Zhou Xing had already sheathed his sword and did not look at Yang Rong, as if Yang Rong had been hit by his sword energy, and he was the one who would not die.
Something to be expected.
"Go back and tell him that I gave him a chance, but he didn't grasp it." Zhou Xing's figure flashed and came to Yang Xue. He lifted Yang Xue up and used his movement skills to fly into the distance.
"Beast, you left Xue'er behind, beast, you left Xue'er behind, that's Luo Lin's daughter, beast." Yang Rong could only say in despair, blood stained Yang Village red, and he was powerless to stop it all, Yang Rong
All members of the clan were dead except for their brothers. They were really dead. Maybe Yang Ye never thought about it. This was all because he had brought Zhou Xing to Yang Village.
"Brother, something happened." As the chief minister, Yang Ye owns the largest mansion in the imperial capital. The two majestic stone lions at the door seem to be looking up to the sky and roaring, venting an unwilling roar.