Yuchi Chungou lay on Chu Tie's back, staring straight ahead without blinking, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Not far away, a tall figure stood erect, surrounded by purple-gold mist, hazy and looming.
Corpse King Qin Zixiao!
However, anyone who sees Qin Zixiao at this moment may not be able to connect him with the former deputy head of the Law Enforcement Hall.
Endless purple-gold aura surged out from his body, condensing around his body to form one after another, gleaming and sharp purple swords. There was an endless stream of terrifying sword energy that filled the hall.
, and cut gaps of different lengths on the wall.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Fatty Chu Tie was wandering around Qin Zixiao, swinging heavy punches one after another at lightning speed, shattering the swords condensed with purple energy one by one. His agile movement was completely inconsistent with his huge physique.
Don't look at the fact that he is regarded as a "vehicle" by Yuchi Chungou, but in fact he can easily tear apart resentful beasts with his hands. His strength is at the top level anywhere in the outside world. Ordinary master-level strongmen will not be afraid to fight alone.
Dare to win with ease.
However, Qin Zixiao's purple swords still gathered more and more, threatening to fill the room.
Chu Tie's destructive power seemed to be unable to keep up with the speed at which he could condense the sword.
"what's going on?"
Passepartout held it in for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking Wang Twelve beside him, "What kind of person is this guy who is neither human nor ghost?"
"You ask me, who should I ask?"
Wang Twelve rolled his eyes and impatiently pointed at Li Yiru in the distance, "I only know that he came with that woman. I heard that he is the old guy's guest."
"guest?"
Passepartout was startled and couldn't help but look at the girl in white with a worried face, "Besides Yuan Wuji, is there anyone in the world who can make this old guy treat him like a guest?"
"Yuan Wuji?"
Wang Twelve said disapprovingly, "He was just allowed to come in and have a cup of tea. These two guys each had a bowl of Jianjian noodles. How can it be the same?"
"Sword sword face!"
Passepartout was so frightened that he almost jumped up and down. He almost thought that there was something wrong with his ears. "Really or not? These two are not swordsmen at all. What are they doing with those things?"
"What good will it do me to lie to you?"
Wang Twelve said angrily, "And the reason why this guy goes berserk with sword energy is probably related to the sword face."
"Master Hao."
Passepartout stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then suddenly turned to look at Mr. Hao on the other side, "What do you think?"
"As expected of Yuchi's guest."
But I saw this uncle stroking his beard
, with a spring breeze on his face, he nodded repeatedly, "It's really extraordinary."
"That's not it."
Passepartout shook his head and said, "I mean Sword Sword Face..."
"Yu Chi has become more and more withdrawn in recent years, which makes me very worried."
Mr. Hao chuckled and said, "Now that he finally has someone who can cook for him, this is a great joy. It should come to light."
"What's so special about those two people?"
Passepartout's expression became increasingly strange, "Can you make the old guy look at you differently?"
"Where did these two people come from?"
Mr. Hao glanced at him and said calmly, "You should also be able to tell that Qin Zixiao's body has long lost its vitality. It is just someone who has used secret methods to maintain his ability to move. He is not a living person at all. Yuchi really looks at him differently.
There was only one person from beginning to end.”
"That woman?"
Wang Twelve was also confused and asked, "Why does she do it? Just because she looks good?"
"I'll go, what you said..."
Passepartout was startled and his eyes widened, "Are we going to have a new master's wife?"
"You guys..."
Mr. Hao couldn't laugh or cry, "If Yuchi was a lustful man, what kind of beautiful woman could he not get? Will he still be a bachelor today?"
"Except for looks."
Passepartout scratched his head, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "I really don't see anything special about her."
"Have you forgotten what Twelve just said?"
Mr. Hao hinted cryptically, "Yuchi once cooked sword noodles for the two of them."
"so what?"
Passepartout was still confused and said, "It's just sword noodles. It's not like I haven't eaten them before."
"After you ate noodles back then."
Mr. Hao sighed helplessly and said, "What's your reaction?"
"That stuff is simply not for human consumption."
Passepartout frowned, as if recalling some unpleasant past event, "It was so painful that I rolled on the floor and couldn't get out of bed for three days, but it's really good for practicing swordsmanship."
"Twelve, what about you?"
Mr. Hao turned around and asked Wang Twelve again.
"I'm not as soft as Passepartout."
Wang Twelve seemed quite proud, "Just nine hours after the third day, I can move freely."
"It's only three hours away."
Passepartout said with a dark face, "Yes.
What’s so crazy?”
"An earlier breath is also an early breath."
Wang Twelve said plausibly, "What's more, it's still three hours. This is called a gap. You can't accept it."
"What the hell..."
"Miss Yiru has been in this state since she ate Jianjian Noodles."
Seeing that the two were about to argue, Mr. Hao suddenly interrupted, "I didn't even fall down for a moment."
"What?"
Passepartout and Wang Twelve both changed their expressions and said in unison, "Impossible!"
"I lied to you."
Mr. Hao glanced at the two of them out of the corner of his eye and said calmly, "What good do I do?"
"What is this woman's background?"
Passepartout was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask.
"I don't know either. I only know that it's a friend Yuchi made outside."
Mr. Hao shook his head gently, "You should know that he has never disdained to deal with women. Even powerful female cultivators like the Lord of Time and the Lord of Mind have never taken him seriously. This is also the first time I have seen him treat a woman.
It’s so special.”
"Speaking of a woman who can make an old guy look at her with new eyes."
Wang Twelve suddenly interjected, "Isn't there another one a few days ago?"
"That girl in red clothes?"
Passepartout was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, he couldn't help but shake his head and sighed, "It's a pity that the old guy can be lured to take action personally. He is indeed a swordsman genius who comes only once in a million years."
"What's the pity?"
Mr. Hao suddenly said, "She's not dead."
"not dead?"
Passepartout was surprised, "How can she survive after being struck by the old guy's sword?"
"Idiot, how is that possible?"
Wang Twelve sneered from the side, "Obviously the old guy took a fancy to her swordsmanship aptitude and deliberately showed mercy."
"Where is she?"
Passepartout blushed and quickly changed the subject.
"Sword prison." Mr. Hao calmly uttered two words.
"I go!"
Passepartout and Wang Twelve looked at each other, and read the shock in each other's eyes, "It would be better to kill him directly."
"Could it be..."
Wang Twelve's eyes flashed, and he suddenly thought, "Want to give the dog a wife?"
"Yuchi's thoughts are beyond our ability to fathom."
Mr. Hao couldn't help but be amused by him, waved his hand and said, "But after all, we have imprisoned disciples of other sects, so we can't protect that girl's master."
If the elder comes to you and can cultivate such a disciple who defies nature, he is definitely not a weakling, so you should all be careful these days."
"What can I do if I am stronger?"
Passepartout shrugged and said disapprovingly, "Can we still bring trouble to our Kunwu Sword Palace? Even Wang Ting doesn't dare to offend the old guy easily, who are they?"
"boom!"
Before he finished speaking, a deep and terrifying coercion suddenly swept from the void, swallowing up the entire Sword Palace in an instant with the force of a roaring wave.
The surrounding space suddenly solidified, and the air seemed to have stopped flowing, making it extremely difficult to open your mouth and breathe in.
Under the pressure, the gravity within the Sword Palace seemed to have increased dozens or hundreds of times. Everyone's limbs and bones were heavy, and their bodies seemed to be weighed down by a huge mountain. Even the simplest gesture of raising their hands to throw
It's very strenuous for my feet.
Passepartout and others all changed their expressions. They felt that this aura was so powerful that they had never seen it before. It was as if their heart was grabbed by an invisible hand. The pain was unbearable, as if it would be crushed violently in the next second.
, there was even a bloody scene in front of him of himself being exhausted and exploding to death.
This coercion seems to be able to affect people's minds!
"Huh?"
Even Yuchi Chungou couldn't help but raise his head and look upward across the roof, with a rare flash of surprise in his eyes.
"Look at my crow's mouth."
Mr. Hao's expression changed, and he smiled bitterly and said, "It's really a prophecy."
"No wonder I was able to teach that girl."
Carefully sensing the terrifying pressure around him, Wang Twelve pondered for a moment and said sincerely, "With this momentum alone, if I were to fight against him, I wouldn't even have a chance to use my sword."
"Look at your potential."
Passepartout gave him a sideways glance, "If you are timid before fighting, do you deserve to be called a swordsman?"
"I didn't say I wouldn't fight..."
"boom!"
Before Wang Twelve could retort, a loud noise suddenly came from the distance. His head was buzzing, his eardrums were about to burst, and the entire Sword Palace began to shake violently.
"Good guy!"
Yuchi Chungou's expression changed slightly, and he screamed strangely, "You actually broke through my Ten Thousand Realms Return!"
"What's so strange about this?"
Unexpectedly, he had such a big reaction. Passepartout said disapprovingly, "This is not the first time that the formation has been broken."
"fart!"
Yuchi Chungou rolled his eyes at him, "In the past, those people could only be said to have passed the formation test, but this guy directly destroyed the formation completely. Is it the same?"
As he spoke, a sword suddenly appeared in his palm.