Chapter 3882

The wind whispered and the sun shone on the valley.

The atmosphere is turbulent, and the air condenses into a substantive killing intention.

The warm light reflected on Chu Zhouzhi's body, the folding fan was elegant, and the streamer was colorful, just like a banished immortal.

Liang JunShang pulled his sword back and looked around. His killing intention rose in his eyes, with a trace of distorted jealousy. This person has repeatedly blocked him from meeting Yanbai. It depends on how he can raise his head and do things in front of Yanbai!

The long sword came out of its scabbard and was murderous. It was full of tension and awe for a few miles.

Liang JunShang waved his sword in the wind, and a bright cold light rushed to Chu Zhou's throat.

Chu Zhou stopped his body and dodged three feet as fast as lightning. The cold wind blew the tip of his hair, his clothes floated and his face was indifferent.

Liang JunShang roared and jumped into the air. His black eyes tightly locked Chu Zhouzhi's figure, and a sword rain that transformed countless lights and shadows fell on Chu Zhouzhi's head——

This is Liang JunShang's Kunming sword technique, phantom xuansha. At present, few Wulin experts can keep their lives under the sword rain. Liang JunShang wanted to kill Chu Zhou within a few moves. Even if he didn't, he would seriously hurt the other party and couldn't get up again!

It's too late, then it's too fast!

The sword rain showed its sharp edge and tore the air. The tall figure in the killing intention moved a few steps in the blink of an eye. It was two meters away without damage.

"It has long been lost to stay without a shadow. Why does it appear on you?!" Liang JunShang was shocked and asked without thinking.

"Three moves." Chu Zhouzhi said calmly, without temperature: "let you."

"I need you to let me! I think you can only run for your life and have no power to fight back. It's really ridiculed by people all over the world!" Liang JunShang was furious. One move failed. Think again. When Liang JunShang saw Chu Zhouzhi holding a folding fan, he was unable to compete with the sword, and deliberately angered Chu Zhouzhi.

Chu Zhou fell down with a roar of laughter. He was not in trouble. He avoided the Senran sword spirit again. The hundred year old tree behind him "bang -" fell to the ground. Sheng Sheng was cut off by the sword spirit, and the dust rose all over the sky. He leaned against the hundred year old elm tree with luxuriant branches, with a light attitude.

"Take your life!" the angry Liang JunShang stopped talking and used the 72 sword moves of Kunming mountain. The moves are going to harm!

However, Chu Zhouzhi was like a flying fish. With a fan in his hand, he could fly up and down with ease. The figure in red was almost invisible. Every time the sword Qi was cut, there was only a virtual shadow.

People who practice martial arts most avoid getting angry. Liang JunShang is trapped by love and can't get out of love. He couldn't wait to be killed. In Chu Zhouzhi's eyes, he made dangerous moves everywhere and revealed flaws everywhere. He was really a little bored. He threw away the folding fan lazily. His smile was still romantic, but he had a bloody smell in the sparse light. His voice was deep and pleasant: "the three moves have passed, it's my turn."

Chu Zhouzhi's hand is not an ordinary folding fan, but a rare ancient black iron refined by the forging master. The concealed weapon is light and invisible.

At this time, Liang JunShang's pace was disordered and his sword style was empty. He didn't care much about what Chu Zhouzhi said, but regarded him as arrogant——

Chu Zhou's eyes are cold, his lightness skills are shadowless, his steps are empty like empty steps, his clothes are flying, his shadow is invisible, his sword Qi sweeps indiscriminately, and dust rises everywhere! Sweet, low smile, lazy and bloody. I don't know where it came from. A folding fan turned into a sharp blade and suddenly threw it out of the sky. The threatening impact shook the leaves on the branches, and several hundred year old trees fell to the ground -!

Liang JunShang hurriedly raised his sword to face the attack and used enough internal power to fight against it. In an instant, a powerful momentum hit his head. The sword was shocked and flew several meters away. He also flew far away and hit a big tree. His internal organs were broken and a mouthful of blood gushed out!

The fan passed without trace and was taken back by a slender white hand. The body was as light as a swimming dragon. The red clothes were amazing. After landing easily, Chu Zhouzhi closed the folding fan with elegant demeanor.

Liang JunShang tried hard to hold up his body, but he couldn't move. He was frightened and finally understood why Chu Zhouzhi would say to let him do three moves, because one move of the other party was enough to kill him! Such a terrible sense of difference made Liang JunShang spit out a mouthful of blood again.

"Remember to roll away and let me see you pester her..." Chu Zhouzhi walked step by step to Liang JunShang, looked down at him, leaned down gracefully, and looked at him with a shuddering cruelty: "be careful of your life, childe Liang."

"You, who are you?" Liang JunShang saw those eyes. They were as deep as ghost valley. They were cruel and ruthless. What gentle idleness was an illusion! He subconsciously wanted to step back and gritted his teeth.

Liang JunShang has never seen such a person in Wulin. How can he not know that he is so strong?

Chu Zhouzhi didn't want to answer his question. He straightened up quite uninteresting, smiled and bowed his hand to Liang JunShang politely: "I'm impolite, please forgive me."

When ranbai came back to see Chu Zhouzhi, he was teasing the birds. The birds were chirping in the cage. The childe knelt on one knee and half, dressed in red and elegant. He was lazy and comfortable. The afternoon sun was hazy, adding a bit of mild harmlessness. He seemed to raise his eyes and looked at ranbai. It was no surprise. He showed a light and soft smile and waved to ranbai: "Little mute, come here quickly. The childe caught you an interesting little thing."

Even if ranbai can speak slowly, Chu Zhouzhi can't change this title. From time to time, ranbai is almost used to numbness. She walks over and her voice is slightly cold: "I don't have a name?"

"Didn't I give you your name too?" Chu Zhou said lazily, "it's all mine..." he didn't know what to say: "I can call it as I want."

Ran Bai leaned over, put one hand on Chu Zhou's shoulder, looked at each other's delicate eyebrows with cold eyes, and asked him word by word: "what do you want to call?"

Chu Zhou narrowed his eyes and looked at ran Bai for two or three seconds. The spring water in his eyes was rippling, and the broken light was sparkling. He almost brushed vaguely, as if he could hook people in. His slender fingers suddenly grabbed the girl's waist, gently took the person into his arms, and snorted: "no big or small, but also learned to tune the playboy."

"It's not too small." ran Bai propped up in Chu Zhou's arms. The bright red silk material rubbed. When she raised her eyes, she could see each other's beautiful jaw line. She didn't move her look: "I learned from you."

Chu Zhou said "Oh?" with a low, dumb and provocative ending, which vaguely contained a taste of unknown meaning. The girl's waist and limbs were full and full in his hand. His fingertips were light and loose, and his peach blossom eyes were affectionate. They slid down gently, like lingering and looking at each other. The pupil color was deep and the light gold swayed. A few seconds later, he whispered, "well... Our little nine children have grown up, they are not small."

Bird in cage: "

Silently raised his wings, covered his eyes and thought angrily.

Smelly human caught it in a cage, is it to let it see this?!

That's too much!!

It also has a spouse!

Human beings don't do human affairs!