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Chapter 134 The Sword in the Snow

Three masters of the Tongmai Realm died just like that. Their bodies were not there and their heads were beheaded.

The realm of Tongmai can be said to be the highest martial arts realm in Qingzhou! Even though he does not practice it, he can fly in the air like a monk. Not only that, those who are strong in Tongmai are no weaker than foundation-building monks!

This can be said to be the ultimate among mortals, but he was killed just like that.

Zhou Wei's heart was bleeding. These three were the biggest sources of support for his throne! But they died just like that. Although the Dashan Kingdom was a big country, there were only a few masters in the Tongmai Realm.

Three members of the royal family were beheaded, leaving no more than one hand.

The man floating in the air rose into the sky again and said with a smile: "The three Tongmai realm warriors of the royal family have been killed by me. If you still don't surrender, be loyal to His Highness the King of Zhennan!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was only a clang, and a flying sword appeared in everyone's sight, turning into a hundred flying swords. As long as the man gave an order, the hundreds of flying swords would fall.

The sword points downward, except for the innate masters, I am afraid they will all die under this rain of swords!

"Monk!" someone exclaimed, his face changed drastically, showing fear.

This monk has a strong momentum, and there is terrifying power hidden under the rain of hundreds of swords, which is not invincible to ordinary people.

"Is the situation really over?" Zhou Wei looked at the monk with red eyes and a look of reluctance on his face.

This monk can kill three masters of martial arts. He must be a foundation-building monk, and he is in the late stage or above.

For the late-stage foundation-building monks, even if hundreds of them come together, they will only be wiped out, let alone the King of Zhennan who is in the Tongmai realm?

The situation is not very optimistic. None of the ten innate masters are masters of the Tongmai realm. Except for Zhou Wei, who can hold on for a few rounds, the rest are completely unable to parry.

Zhou Wei suddenly thought of a person, a martial arts prodigy who was about to reach the Tongmai realm at a young age.

Although they were still defeated by those two people, they could still escape with Zhou Zhiruo as long as they held them together for a while.

"Brother Chu! I'm afraid I'm going to be doomed today. You and I just meet by chance. Zhou has the courage to ask for something!" Zhou Wei looked at Zhou Zhiruo with a look of reluctance and love.

"Please tell me!" Chu Cheng did not stand up and was still drinking strong wine by the fire camp.

"Please ask Junior Brother Chu to take Zhiruo away! One day, if I am still alive, I will thank you very much!" Zhou Wei said loudly, but he sighed bitterly in his heart.

Today is a certain death situation. Even though the master of innate perfection is so powerful in the mortal world, he still can't last long under the hands of the powerful meridians, let alone the foundation-building monks here!

Zhou Wei could only place his hope on a person he met by chance, hoping that he could remember the friendship from before and take his sister away.

"No! I want to be with the emperor!" Zhou Zhiruo shook her head in rejection with tears in her beautiful eyes.

"Zhiruo! Follow Brother Chu quickly! I will catch up with you as soon as you leave!" Zhou Wei was a little anxious.

King Zhennan sneered and said sarcastically: "Haha, none of you can leave today! You all have to stay with me."

After saying that, he looked at Zhou Zhiruo, looking at this round and round body, showing a fiery look!

"As for Zhiruo, I will treat her well! Let her become my woman!" King Zhennan looked at his niece, and a ball of fire ignited in his belly.

Zhou Wei was furious, and Zhou Zhiruo's expression also changed. He took a step back and looked at King Zhennan angrily.

"King Zhennan, are you really worse than a pig or a dog? Do you want to taint your own niece?" Chu Cheng looked at the prince of the Dashan Kingdom and had murderous intent in his heart.

People who even have such perverse thoughts about their own nieces, let alone others. Such people have no morals at all.

This voice came out of nowhere, and King Zhennan was also surprised. He looked around at the person who did not say this.

He smiled coldly and said: "Who is so bold and dares to speak nonsense to this king? Your life will be worse than death later!"

Chu Cheng shook his head and smiled, but did not reply. Instead, his eyes fell on the monk flying in the sky.

From the beginning to the end, he did not stand up. Instead, he sat in front of the fire and drank strong wine. But in fact, his eyes kept falling on the monk.

The world is very big, and it may take all of your body to find someone. But sometimes, the world is so small, and you will always meet some people.

For example, this monk who flies in the air.

"You dare not come out even if you are so shy. King Zhennan, I will kill this man for you." The monk sneered. Killing a warrior is just a waste of effort.

Under the red fire, the flames swayed violently with the wind and snow. Under the fire curtain, only a man in white could be seen.

Because Zhou Zhiruo was standing, the eyes of Zhennan King and the monk were attracted by his figure, and they did not notice this person.

A sigh fell with the wind and snow...

"There are prohibitions in Qingzhou. You are not allowed to attack mortals, and you are not allowed to vent your hatred on your enemies or relatives. Hua Qiong, you are so brave!" Chu Cheng stood up and slowly walked out from behind the fire camp.

As Chu Cheng walked out, all eyes fell on him.

He was clearly in the wind and snow, but he couldn't detect his breath. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have known that there was such a person standing in front of him.

"Martial Arts Tongmai?" King Zhennan narrowed his eyes and looked at this outrageous young man in white carefully.

"My good nephew, it turns out that this is what you rely on!" King Zhennan smiled coldly. This man in white has indeed reached the point where heaven and man are one, and is a strong man in the martial arts realm.

But so what? My own strength has reached the pinnacle of Tongmai! Otherwise, it would have been impossible to join forces with this foundation-building monk to kill three masters of the Tongmai realm from the royal family.

He alone could defeat the man in white, not to mention there was a Foundation Establishment monk behind him.

At this time, the monk floating in the air looked at the man in white in the snow with some confusion.

He always felt that he had seen this person somewhere, but he couldn't remember.

"Hua Qiong, have you forgotten me?" Chu Cheng smiled with a smile on his face, took a step forward, and continued: "I let you run away at first, but I didn't expect you to catch me again. We are destined to be destined!"

This foundation-building monk was none other than Hua Qiong of the Lianhua sect who had robbed Liu Suifeng and was seriously injured by Chu Cheng in a surprise attack before escaping.

"So it's you!" Hua Qiong's expression changed, and he finally remembered the man in white.

"Okay, okay! You really can't find anything after wearing iron shoes. It's not a waste of effort! Look at how I made it impossible for you to live or die today!" Hua Qiong's face was ferocious, remembering that he was killed by a little Qi gathering monk more than half a year ago.

Hurt and very angry!

"It's just a defeated general. He will end up with the same fate again." Chu Cheng shook his head, not taking this person seriously at all.

He was just a monk in the early stage of False Foundation. He could be killed even before his injuries healed.

At this time, those around him were also surprised when they heard the conversation between the two.

From the conversation between the two people, people heard that Hua Qiong had been defeated by the young man in white. Even King Zhennan was shocked, and his eyes looking at Chu Cheng became more solemn.

Although Hua Qiong is only a foundation-building monk, with various methods, even King Zhennan, a master at the pinnacle of martial arts, cannot defeat him!

But this young man in white is only in his early twenties, how could he be better than me in martial arts?

"Hmph! If you hadn't attacked me secretly, how could Hua have lost to you? Give me your life!" Hua Qiong sneered, and murderous intent suddenly burst out.

Killing intent swept out in the wind and snow, and angry roars came out at the same time. This power made those below unable to breathe.

Following this low roar, a sword light burst out under the moonlight!

"Boy! Today next year will be your memorial day! Die!" Hua Qiong looked cold and determined to kill the opponent with one blow!

Chu Cheng was not surprised. Although this move was powerful, it was only powerful. For him who had directly faced the power of the liquid monk.

This sword is nothing more than a cold wind in winter, it can only make people feel the cold.

"Mid-grade spiritual weapon?" Chu Cheng laughed dumbly. He didn't expect that Hua Qiong was so arrogant now. It turned out that he had replaced the top-grade magical weapon with a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

Holding a middle-grade spiritual weapon, his strength has naturally improved a bit compared to before. Hua Qiong is very confident that he will be able to kill this person this time to avenge his original revenge.

This sword light came quickly and fiercely, and it was approaching in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Chu, be careful!" Zhou Wei felt the power of the sword and broke out in cold sweat. This sword was too powerful. If it were him, he would not be sure to take it.

Chu Cheng shook his head and closed his eyes instead of looking at the sword.

The enlightenment in his heart appeared again, and almost instantly, Chu Cheng opened his eyes again.

At this glance, the wind and snow shook in vain. The wind was still blowing, but the snow stopped.

Chu Cheng moved his finger forward slightly, and a sword came out and appeared in his hand.

"Zheng!" A clear cry came out.

The sword was still in his hand, and the snow continued to fall, but more slowly.

It's not that the snow is falling slowly, but! This sword is too fast! It's beyond the extreme!

With the sword in his hand, the sword energy approaching Chu Cheng dissipated in vain. At the other end, a sword was thrust into Hua Qiong's body.

Hua Qiong was still sneering, not even noticing the strangeness on his body. After a breath, blood sprinkled on his body, intertwined with the wind and snow.

"How is that possible!" Hua Qiong noticed something was wrong and suddenly lowered his head. His face instantly turned pale and turned into ashes, and finally he fell down.

"Let's go!" Chu Cheng smiled faintly, and the sword in his hand gradually turned into a shadow and disappeared with the wind.

"This sword is called Fengxue." Chu Cheng murmured in his heart.

The snow looks like it's actually falling, and it's actually falling, but countless snowflakes are falling one after another, and it looks like it's still.

This sword is integrated with the wind and snow. The wind is moving, the snow is moving, and the sword is also moving. However, the sword is still, so in the eyes of outsiders, the sword is not moving. As everyone knows, this sword has already turned into that

A snowstorm.

A snowstorm, a moon. This is a snowstorm, a murderous snowstorm.

"Brother Zhou, thank you for taking me in these days. I won't say goodbye today. These three people are Chu's farewell gift to you." Chu Cheng said goodbye and left on the white snow.

The snow was still falling, but there were more bloody snowflakes. When Chu Cheng left, two more people fell in the wind and snow.

One of them is the King of Zhennan, and the other is a man in black who has not yet appeared. His aura clearly indicates that he is in the middle stage of foundation building.

here in black

There was a pool of water stains on the man's body.

This sword is the wind and snow, it is the wind, flowers, snow and moon, this sword is naturally the snow.


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