"The life of this eldest princess must be taken by the Palace of Eternal Life!"
Rakshasa Mask's words sounded, and the expressions of Li Danqing and Concubine Ji on the table changed.
But Zhou Jue said at this time: "I heard that those who achieve great things have the capacity to accommodate the universe."
"Although this girl is the eldest princess of Wuyang, I think she has been dissatisfied with Wuyang's behavior these days and is willing to join me, the great merchant..."
After getting along with each other these days, Master Ji is no longer as reckless as before. When she heard these words, she just kept silent and did not immediately refute.
"The Ji family has always been cunning. I think your husband has been deceived." Rakshasa Mask interrupted Zhou Jue.
"Even so, this girl's cultivation has been sealed by me, and she can threaten the Wuyang court in the future..." Zhou Jue added.
"Sir." Rakshasa Mask whispered again. He stretched out his hand to knock on the table, and glanced at the sky outside the house intentionally or unintentionally: "There is only half a quarter of an hour, and it will be Haishi."
After Haishi, in his words, the effect of the longevity pill that supported Zhou Jue will have passed, and Zhou Jue's body will undergo some changes at that time, and such changes are obviously his bargaining chip to threaten Zhou Jue at this moment.
Zhou Jue was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It looks like the temple has made up its mind, right?"
As he spoke, he picked up the water glass on the table and raised his head to drink.
"Sir, let's make the decision. The temple doesn't like people who don't follow the rules, even if they are sir." Rakshasa Mask was chasing after him at that time. As he spoke, he slapped the table with his hand, and a wave of
The huge force suddenly swung away, and the bodies of Master Ji and Li Danqing swayed backwards under the force, and they finally managed to stabilize their bodies.
Zhou Jue stretched out one hand to grab the wooden table, but the water cup in the other hand exploded under the force. The water in the cup exploded and turned into mist and spread in front of Zhou Jue.
Time seemed to slow down at that moment, and the exploding water mist condensed into crystal clear water drops, spreading out layer by layer, with distinct particles, each reflecting Zhou Jue's stern face.
Zhou Jue suddenly stretched out his hands and lightly touched the water mist in front of him, and those water droplets suddenly transformed into a flying sword made of condensed water droplets.
"Go." Zhou Jue moaned softly.
The still time flowed again, and countless water swords shot towards the Rakshasa mask at that time.
Rakshasa Mask was startled, and with a palm strike, a black energy suddenly surged out of his hand and collided with thousands of water swords.
boom!
Following a series of explosions, the water swords exploded and turned into layers of water mist.
Seeing this, Rakshasa Mask breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhou Jue sitting on the same spot, a divine light flashing in his eyes.
Rakshasa Mask felt something was wrong, and saw that the exploding water mist turned into more water swords again, and attacked him again.
The brow behind his mask frowned, and this time he swung out his palms, violent black energy rushed from his body, and with the sound of explosions in the distance, he swatted away those water swords again.
Countless water swords once again turned into smaller and denser mist, lingering between the two of them. The entire inn hall turned into a mist at this time. The corners of Zhou Jue's mouth raised, and he was about to take action again.
But this time, the Rakshasa mask had already expected it. The cloak behind him rolled up, wrapping all the mist in the sky into the cloak. Then he sat down and looked at Zhou Jue, whose expression changed slightly, and said: "It's been a long time since.
I heard that Mr. Zhou’s celestial phenomena and sword intention are endlessly changing, and when I saw it today, it was true!”
"It's my great honor to be able to compete with you, sir."
He said this and suddenly opened his mouth. The Rakshasa mask seemed to have come to life and opened its mouth immediately.
A harsh sound suddenly came out of his mouth.
The sound wave carried a powerful force and hit everyone directly.
The wooden table in front of everyone was the first to bear the brunt, and was shaken by the sound and exploded.
Zhou Jue's expression changed, he stood up, stretched out his hand to lift the dazed Li Danqing and Master Ji, and threw them to both sides. At the same time, he slapped the bench under them with his hands, and the bench immediately flew out.
, stood side by side in front of him, washing away the powerful sound that was coming.
The two were in a stalemate for about ten breaths. The body in the Rakshasa mask suddenly rushed over and was about to take a shot at the bench. Zhou Jue, who realized this, was naturally unwilling to lag behind and stretched out his hand at that time.
To meet the opponent's slap.
But just at the moment when the two sides were about to engage in hand-to-hand combat, Zhou Jue suddenly felt a tightness in his chest. He frowned slightly, and the palm of his hand paused slightly for less than the blink of an eye. However, masters' moves are often just a hair's breadth away.
A thousand miles away.
Rakshasa Mask's palm hit the bench earlier than Zhou Jue, and the erected bench exploded immediately. Zhou Jue's body trembled, and he retreated several feet under the huge force, and hit him straight.
On the inn counter, everything on the counter was thrown to the ground.
Zhou Jue's face turned a little pale, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Rakshasa Mask stepped forward and took another look at the sky outside the house: "I really think I miscalculated the time. I'm afraid you don't even have half a quarter of an hour, sir."
Mask said this, holding the medicine bottle containing the elixir of longevity in his hand and shaking it gently: "But sir is the distinguished guest of the palace master. If sir is willing, it is still too late to regret now."
Zhou Jue stood still and ignored the ridicule in the Rakshasa mask's words. Instead, he stomped the ground. The abacus that had fallen from the counter suddenly rose into the air. The abacus exploded and hundreds of abacus beads poured out.
With his sword intent, he attacked the Rakshasa mask.
Rakshasa Mask frowned and snorted coldly: "I don't know how to praise!"
The medicine bottle in his hand was suddenly crushed by him, and the cloak behind his back rolled up again, wrapping all the incoming abacus beads in it.
Zhou Jue seemed to have been waiting for this opportunity. He suddenly stepped forward, stretched out one hand to hold an abacus, then shook it into a fist, and suddenly punched it towards the face of the Rakshasa mask.
Although this move is a fist, what is wrapped around the fist is billowing sword intent.
Zhou Jue's Celestial Sword Intention is different from most martial arts techniques in the world. It is a method that can turn all things into swords.
It is said to be martial arts, but in fact it is closer to Shinto.
Before he came, the master of the palace had told him that he didn't have to look down on anyone, but he couldn't underestimate the scholar from the previous dynasty.
Facing Zhou Jue's strong attack, Rakshasa was frightened. He remembered the instructions of the palace master and did not dare to be careless. He quickly stretched out his hand to meet Zhou Jue's fist.
But perhaps it was the deterioration in cultivation caused by a hundred years of slumber, or the outbreak of holy power, and the trouble caused by the absence of the longevity pill. Although the power of Zhou Jue's punch was powerful, it was far from being able to threaten the Rakshasa Mask.
The point of life.
Rakshasa Mask's body trembled, and the one who stretched out his hand firmly grasped Zhou Jue's fist.
"Sir, you may have been arrogant during the previous dynasty."
"But a hundred years is enough to change a lot of things. Dashang is no longer the co-owner of the world, and my husband is no longer the military king of Lishan. Understanding his position may be the first priority for him to achieve great things." Luo
Sha Mask said in a cold voice. He looked at Zhou Jue and saw that Zhou Jue's forehead was covered with sweat. Obviously without the support of the Immortality Pill, the holy power in Zhou Jue's body had begun to run rampant. Under such circumstances, Zhou Jue's
His breath would become chaotic from moment to moment, posing no threat to him at all.
The heartstrings that had been tense in his heart also relaxed at this moment.
"Everything in the world is changeable."
"But only Zhou will not change."
Zhou Jue said softly, and then the fist caught by the Rakshasa mask suddenly clenched.
boom.
A muffled sound was heard from his fist, and the abacus bead hidden in his fist was crushed to pieces by him.
Gray-black sawdust dust exploded from his hands at that time. Rakshasa Mask was startled, and he faintly realized that something was wrong, but it seemed to be too late by now.
Zhou Jue stretched out his other hand at this moment and grasped the exploding gray dust. A sharp sword wrapped in dust condensed and took shape in his hand.
The billowing sword intent wrapped around the sharp sword again, Zhou Jue's eyebrows were cold, and he held the long sword and suddenly stabbed it towards the chest of Rakshasa...