Zou Jiuzhou glanced at Fan Tianling contemptuously, and said proudly, "Just because you haven't killed Ma Qingkong, doesn't mean I can't kill him."
You have the ability to kill him, if you really have the ability to do him, you still run towards me? Fan Tianling was too lazy to say to Zou Jiuzhou: "Go and make your Spring and Autumn Dream..."
Before the words were finished, there was a swish, and her neck felt cold.
"Sister Fan, tell me, do I have the ability to kill him?" Zou Jiuzhou said with a smile.
Fan Tianling looked at the Thousand Soul Knife attached to his neck, feeling a chill in his heart.
Zou Jiuzhou's sneak attack really couldn't kill Fan Tianling. What frightened Fan Tianling was that until now, it was difficult for her to find the slightest wave of power from Zou Jiuzhou.
Thinking back to the time when he fought with Ma Qingkong back then, when Ma Qingkong made a move, there seemed to be no power fluctuations.
Everyone is a person who has reached the peak of the high-level immortal level. What does this mean, I feel like a bright mirror in my heart.
"When did you reach this state?" Fan Tianling was extremely astonished.
"You said nonsense, from the time we met to now, who has seen me make a move?"
Zou Jiuzhou put the knife back into the scabbard, put it into the wooden box, and said quietly: "Who knows how much suffering I have suffered since I became a venerable?"
Suffering? Fan Tianling was a little puzzled: "The secret world is in our hands, so it's not up to us to suffer, right?"
"If you have such an idea, you are destined to not go very far in martial arts." Zou Jiuzhou unceremoniously accused Fan Tianling of wrongdoing, "Martial arts and martial arts, at the end of the day, it is not the body that is cultivated but the heart. If you can't taste all the ups and downs, how can you do it?" Realize the true martial arts? This principle is like many ascetic monks, whoever suffers more and reaches a higher level will go farther."
Fan Tianling sat down slowly, thinking about the road he had traveled in these years, he smiled wryly: "That's right, I finally understand the difference between myself and Ma Qingkong."
You never know where the real gap is with Ma Qingkong, otherwise you wouldn't be sitting here drinking coffee.
Holding the coffee, Zou Jiuzhou stroked the short knife in the wooden box, and said slowly: "Not only the mind is cultivated, but also the weapon is refined. Anyway, these years, I have been working tirelessly to improve my strength all the time, and it is because of my concentration that I have reached the current state."
Glancing at the Thousand Soul Knife, Fan Tianling smiled and said, "So, your Thousand Soul Knife has reached its peak."
"Of course." Zou Jiuzhou mentioned his sword with pride and pride in his words, "Even if it can't be called a fairy weapon, but in battle, its performance will surprise everyone. I am not inferior to horses in terms of martial arts cultivation. A clear sky, plus the Thousand Soul Saber..."
Zou Jiuzhou said sonorously: "It's still a problem to get rid of Ma Qingkong?"
Fan Tianling had to admit that with Zou Jiuzhou's strong strength, she was still not optimistic about taking down Ma Qingkong.
Seeing her appearance, Zou Jiuzhou smiled: "Sister Fan doesn't have confidence in me?"
"I have never seen you make a move, nor have I seen Ma Qingkong show her absolute strength." Fan Tianling said very seriously, "You have been hiding your strength for so long, and you don't want to fail in the end, so be careful."
"That's right!" Zou Jiuzhou clapped his hands and looked at Fan Tianling, "Ma Qingkong has never competed with me before. Even though I am sure in my heart that I can kill him, I can't guarantee that I won't get hurt at all. That's exactly what happened to Murong. Feiyu and the others have their hands full, the reason why they cooperate with Ma Qingkong is because they can't do it, it's best to get rid of it, and naturally they don't want to see someone stronger than Ma Qingkong."
The more Fan Tianling listened, the more confused he became: "In this case, after killing Ma Qingkong, why would Murong Feixue and others cooperate with us?"
"The reason why Murong Feiyu and the other venerables rushed to kill them all was to create a top force loyal to themselves. After all, that world is too illusory, so who knows how dangerous it is? The nine venerables are not united, and their own talents are reliable. , but when they really have no choice, they can only settle for the next best thing, as long as we kill Ma Qingkong without bloodshed, the road ahead will be smooth."
Not only to be Ma Qingkong, but also to fight without bloodshed? You really dare to think, Fan Tianling shook his head: "I can't understand your words more and more, Ma Qingkong is not a lamb to be slaughtered, it is impossible to do it without bloodshed."
"That's hard to say." Zou Jiuzhou put his arms around his chest and said confidently, "As long as Sister Fan is willing to be the bait, and I sneak attack from behind, how can Ma Qingkong survive?"
When Fan Tianling heard that Zou Jiuzhou asked him to be the bait, he immediately became unhappy.
"Look at how loud your abacus is. I'll make you a sneak attack as bait?" Fan Tianling curled her small red mouth, and said unceremoniously, "At that time, if the horse is clear and the sky is strong, and the situation is not right, you will slip away. I will wait for the horse Kill in the clear sky?"
Zou Jiuzhou knew that Fan Tianling would have such an attitude, and said lightly, "I can do it as bait. The question is, can Sister Fan guarantee to kill Ma Qingkong with one move?"
Fan Tianling snorted: "If I could guarantee to kill Ma Qingkong with one move, I wouldn't sit here, and I would have troubled him long ago."
"That's it?" Zou Jiuzhou glanced at Fan Tianling, and drew circles on the table with his finger, "I can guarantee that killing Ma Qingkong in the dark will be no problem."
"I am deeply worried about whether you will show up at that time." Fan Tianling pointed to the crux of the problem, "If you are really with me, you will not show your real body until now."
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, this is the only way in front of you." Zou Jiuzhou stopped being polite to Fan Tianling, and said bluntly, "Since Murong Feiyu and others want to attack other venerables, they naturally did so." Fully prepared, can you escape past the fifteenth day of the first day of the junior high school? It's only a matter of time before they come to your door, and Zou Jiuzhou's death in Longzi Lake is an ironclad proof!"
Fan Tianling fell into silence for a while.
"Sister Fan said just now that if I have a problem in this world, no one will help me except you. In fact, why not you? Among the nine venerables, if you don't even believe me, who else can you trust?" Zou Jiuzhou Putting the Thousand Soul Knife in front of him, gently stroking the exquisitely carved texture, he said slowly, "When there is no way out, you can only go all out and kill one. If you are hesitant, you will ruin your only way of life."
Fan Tianling looked deeply at Zou Jiuzhou, opened his mouth, but couldn't utter the words.
Seeing her like this, Zou Jiuzhou added another booster: "I've been hiding for so long, and today I'm looking for you in public because I want you and my sister to be of the same mind. Let's give it a go. I'm ready, if you refuse..."
Zou Jiuzhou raised his eyelids, and said helplessly: "If it doesn't work, I'll go directly to Murong Feiyu, or directly fight against Ma Qingkong. If I can become the strongest of the Nine Great Masters, Ma Qingkong must not be a person with a cramp. He knows where to go, from this point of view, it is safer for me to cooperate with Ma Qingkong than to cooperate with Sister Fan."
Fan Tianling said, "Then why did you come to look for me?"
"What I'm worried about is whether Murong Feiyu and others can enter another world with forces stronger than them." Zou Jiuzhou smiled strangely when he said this, "This is my selfishness. I not only want to live, You have to live well and step into the dream realm of martial arts."
"I promise you!" Fan Tianling clenched her fists tightly and followed closely, "They all come from Qixia Palace, I hope you won't bully me in the end."
"If I plan to bully you, I'll expose your position directly, so why waste my saliva." Zou Jiuzhou said lightly.
"How to make bait?" Fan Tianling asked.
"It's too simple." Zou Jiuzhou took the number plate and pressed the call button.
Fan Tianling looked at Zou Jiuzhou in confusion: "What are you going to do?"
"How can Ma Qingkong believe that he is acting in a full-fledged way and easily revealing his whereabouts? Ma Qingkong is absolutely extraordinary if he can make those wastes of Tianjimen so fearful." Zou Jiuzhou's words were filled with contempt for Murong Feiyu and others.
It is normal for her to have such a state of mind. In Fan Tianling's view, without the foundation left by her ancestors, it is almost impossible for Murong Feiyu and others to stand out among the nine venerables.
Of course, Fan Tianling was still puzzled about what Zou Jiuzhou was going to do, but the answer came out soon.
The foreman knocked on the door very politely, and when he opened the door, he had a typical service smile on his face: "Sir and Madam, what do you need?"
Zou Jiuzhou smiled brilliantly at the foreman: "Beautiful lady, I remember talking to you when I was sitting here, do you remember?"
The foreman looked at Zou Jiuzhou, and then at the dagger on the table: "I'm sorry sir, as the waiter of Blues Coffee, it's my duty to lead the guests into the box. I don't think I disturbed your interest in drinking coffee just now."
Zou Jiuzhou stretched out his index finger and shook it: "You are wrong! No matter what the reason is, you shouldn't go against my will."
The foreman smiled unnaturally: "Sir, you... are you sure you are not joking?"
"Of course not." Zou Jiuzhou stood up holding the dagger.
The foreman swallowed his saliva: "Sir, your joke is too big!"
"I never joke!" Zou Jiuzhou said, and the dagger suddenly came out of its sheath.
Pooh!
The dagger stabbed the foreman in the lower abdomen.
The foreman felt a chill in his lower abdomen, and quickly looked down, unable to believe his eyes.
This handsome man with a warm smile on his face really stabbed himself for a trivial matter, how could such a ridiculous thing happen.
Youguang flashed across the blade of the Thousand Soul Knife, and the foreman finally realized his situation, and screamed hysterically: "Help! Help!"
Zou Jiuzhou pressed the foreman tightly, letting the blood trickle down the Thousand Soul Knife to the ground.
She closed her eyes and indulged in the despair and pain of the foreman together with Thousand Soul Knife until the foreman's voice gradually became hoarse and he no longer had the strength to shout.
Zou Jiuzhou pulled out the Thousand Soul Knife, and quietly watched the foreman fall to the ground with a face of ashes, watching her originally fresh and tender skin dim and colorless, and watching her quickly turn into a mummy.
Fan Tianling looked at the Thousand Soul Knife in Zou Jiuzhou's hand and shuddered: "You are too cruel."
cruel? Zou Jiuzhou gently opened the door, turned his head and smiled at Fan Tianling: "Sister Fan's blood-refining sword is not very merciful when used."