On the square, an ancient mottled black pen was inserted into the ground, and at this moment, a young figure stood on the black pen.

The figure had a slender body and a deep pool, without turbulence, but the moment it appeared, it directly detonated this manor mixed with dragons and snakes.

All forces broke out in an uproar at this time.

"This is Zhou Yuan, who killed the two chiefs of the Holy Palace?!"

"I should be right when I heard what I said before!"

"The Lord has finally appeared!"

"Interesting, I showed up as soon as I showed up. I dared to provoke Zhao Jing from the Holy Palace so much. Do you really think he is a vegetarian?"

"There's a great show today!"

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Countless sounds sounded from all directions of the manor, and then many figures emerged from the sky, and the overwhelming figures fell around the square.

Originally, they were just secretly observing the confrontation between Cang Xuanzong and the Holy Palace, but now, with Zhou Yuan's appearance, they knew that today's situation was really going to become more exciting, so they planned to get closer and watch a good show.

But no matter what, the moment Zhou Yuan appeared, this manor became boiling.

And on the top floor of the pavilion near the square.

The people of the four huge sects were also shocked by Zhou Yuan's appearance, and then an uproar spread throughout the building.

"I said before that if Zhou Yuan was here, he would definitely show up." Zuoqiu Qingyu glanced at the chief Liu Fu of Tiangui Mansion with seductive eyes and said with a faint smile.

When asked wherever Jian Sect, Jian Blind Man stood up and came to the window. Although he couldn't see it, his perception was sharper than that of ordinary people. He looked in the direction of the square.

He could clearly feel the familiar fluctuation of the source energy.

"Zhou Yuan..." Lu Chunjun's face, which had never been expressionless, seemed to have been hooked for a moment, and he whispered to himself: "You have indeed become very strong."

Ning Zhan from the Dragon Palace in Beiming Town also came over. He touched his fists together, staring at the figure below with a passionate desire to fight, and said, "I really want to fight with this guy again."

Zhen Xu did not move, but the cold and cold meaning in his eyes flashed at that moment, quietly faded a little.

The rules in the Tiangui Mansion are strict and there are many intrigues. If you are not careful, you will be trampled on. In less than two years, Zhen Xu has defeated many people in the Tiangui Mansion, and his methods are cruel and cruel.

This also made Zhen Xu look even more gloomy in the past or two years.

However, when he saw that figure, the coldness in his eyes was slightly lighter. Compared with this cold Tiangui Mansion, the encounter with Zhou Yuan in the Holy Land left some different feelings in his cold heart.

At least, in Zhou Yuan, he could feel a kind of trust that could be entrusted, rather than in this Tiangui Mansion, where everyone has different faces.

The chief Liu Fu from Tiangui Mansion glanced at the figure in the square, then glanced at Zuoqiu Qingyu and said, "It's true that he is so brave, but he is really young and frivolous. In this situation, as soon as he appears, it will be even more impossible for the Holy Palace to let him go today."

The other chiefs present also nodded slightly. Zhou Yuan killed the two chiefs of the Holy Palace. The grudge was deeply deep. Since he showed up, the Holy Palace would definitely not show mercy.

The female chief of the Hundred Flowers Immortal Palace also frowned slightly, looked at Zuoqiu Qingyu, and sighed in a low voice: "He shouldn't have appeared. If he appears, the Holy Palace will stare at him."

Zuoqiu Qingyu said calmly: "You don't understand him. Since he will show up, it means he is not afraid of the chiefs of the Holy Palace."

The female chief shook his head and said, "He should be able to kill Fan Yao because he is indeed capable of killing Fan Yao, but Zhao Jing is a stronger existence than Fan Yao!"

The top ten chief positions in the Holy Palace were all achieved through real battles. Zhao Jing was able to stabilize Fan Yao for so many years, so how powerful it was naturally self-evident.

Perhaps, at this time, the Holy Palace hoped that Zhou Yuan would appear, and then Zhao Jing took action to defeat Zhou Yuan like a destruction and save the lost face of their Holy Palace.

Zuoqiu Qingyu didn't say much, her peach blossom-like eyes looked at the slender figure in the square. Since she met, that person has never disappointed.

Although she also knew that Zhao Jing must be very strong, she still had confidence in Zhou Yuan.

...

"Zhou Yuan?!"

In the square, Tang Muxin and the others also saw Zhou Yuan who appeared at this time. They couldn't help but be shocked, as the appearance of the latter was a bit beyond their expectations.

"Zhou Yuan, it's okay since he's here. Now let Chief Xie Yan give a try first." Tang Muxin said. Although she also knew that Zhou Yuan should be not weak now, Xie Yan might be more stable.

Zhou Yuan first hugged them, then turned his eyes to Xie Yan, and was silent for a moment, saying, "Senior Brother Xie Yan is indeed not weak, but I'm afraid he can't get any benefits from the other party."

Xie Yan was stunned when he heard this, but he did not refute it because he felt this way himself.

"Zhou Yuan, don't pretend here!" Baili Che couldn't help but snorted coldly: "It's this time, don't think about the limelight. If you lose here, it will be a shame to all of us!"

Zhou Yuan smiled, ignored him, just stared at Tang Muxin, and said, "Senior Sister Tang, since this matter is caused by me, it is naturally up to me to settle it."

Tang Muxin's eyes met him, and the latter's expression was serious and there was no sign of force to show off. So after a while, she slighted her head and said, "If you have confidence, then you will do it."

"Senior Sister Tang." Baili Che frowned.

Tang Muxin waved his hand and stopped him from saying anything, so Baili Che could only take back what he said and looked at Zhou Yuan with a rather unhappy look.

Seeing this, Zhou Yuan hugged Tang Muxin and fisted.

Xie Yan slowly stepped back.

So, under the countless gazes, Zhou Yuan's figure slowly fell to the ground, holding the mottled black pen in his hand, and gently shaking, the ground cracked.

The black pen swept across, and the snow-white hair on the tip of the pen gradually gathered, forming a bud-like tip, with light flowing, and it was extremely sharp.

Zhou Yuan held a black pen in his hand, pointing at the ground with the tip of the pen diagonally. He raised his head and looked at the large area of ​​disciples of the Holy Palace opposite, and finally his eyes stopped on Huo Tian and Zhao Jing.

At this time, the two of them were staring at him with deep or fierce eyes.

However, Zhou Yuan was not frightened by the eyes of the two of them. Instead, he smiled lightly, raised the tip of his pen with calm expressions, and pointed straight at the two of them.

"Zhou Yuan of Cang Xuanzong..."

"Who is the chief of the Holy Palace, who is here to give me advice?"

(Online update today.)
Chapter completed!