The anger on Nan Ningxue's face flashed away, and she sneered.

"Haha, this lady not only has secrets, but also has the means to kill you here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several green branches and vines suddenly appeared out of thin air around Zhou Yiqiao, binding him tightly like vines.

Zhou Yiqiao stared at these plants with gloomy eyes, his face uncertain.

This plant is called Netherworld Vine, and it is an extremely domineering and vicious monster. As long as you are entangled by it, unless you have otherworldly cultivation, you will definitely be drained of your essence and blood and die.

Nan Ningxue said coldly.

"Zhou Yiqiao, don't blame me for not warning you, just surrender yourself, otherwise my Netherworld Vine will not be very discerning!"

After saying that, she looked at Zhou Yiqiao, hoping to see a look of fear on his face.

But she was disappointed.

Zhou Yiqiao's face was calm, as if he didn't even notice the Netherworld Vine.

"The Netherworld Vine is a unique method used by the Netherworld Sect disciples in the North."

"Could it be that Third Miss thinks that as long as you reveal your identity as a disciple of the Netherworld Sect, the disciples of the Phoenix Pavilion, the largest sect in the Chu Kingdom, will obediently capture you?"

After saying that, Zhou Yiqiao stretched out his finger and clicked it in the air.

The Fixed Purple Bamboo Sword that had been sacrificed by him without anyone noticing had cut through the air and instantly pierced the stem of the Netherworld Vine.

Now that he has taken action, it is like thunder!

Zhou Yiqiao's eyes were wide open with anger, and his corrosive magical power came out instantly. Nan Ningxue only felt the spiritual power dissipate in her body.

The Pearl of Zhenhai suddenly flew out, spinning around, and the blue light enveloped her entirely.

Nan Ningxue suddenly panicked. Naturally, the protective treasure she carried with her could not escape this double weakening. In just the blink of an eye, the spiritual power reserve in her Dantian had dropped to 60%.

"Zhou Yiqiao, I came to the Nan family on orders from the Netherworld Sect to do business. If you don't want to be chased by the Netherworld Sect, please let me out quickly!"

Nan Ningxue shouted anxiously, but Zhou Yiqiao paid no attention to her words.

Instead, he struck while the iron was hot and poured all the remaining zhenqi in his body into the fixed purple bamboo sword.

Purple lightning swirled around, and the sword's edge swallowed a forest-white sword, and a destructive sword intent filled the air.

Zhou Yiqiao's eyes were dark, like a deep pool. He whispered in his mouth, and his fixed purple bamboo sword moved in response.

"cut!"

The next second, the sword energy spurted out, carrying murderous intent all over the sky, and slashed down towards Nan Ningxue with the biting wind.

Nan Ningxue's face turned pale, and she tried her best to activate the spiritual power in her body and barely resisted the blow.

However, this sword was too fast. Even if she was in her prime, it would be difficult for her to avoid it, let alone her current weak energy.

Pfft!

Nan Ningxue groaned, and her body was swept away by the sword. Blood spilled wildly. She fell to the ground and rolled down several meters before stopping.

Zhou Yiqiao took back the magic weapon, stood with his hands behind his back, looked down at the dying woman lying on the ground, and said lightly.

"Miss Third, why should you make a mistake?"

Nan Ningxue got up with difficulty, wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and stared at him with gritted teeth. She was about to taunt him, but suddenly her eyes widened, and a hint of disbelief emerged.

Zhou Yiqiao flicked his wrist, and the fixed purple bamboo sword stabbed straight into her heart. The blade penetrated her heart and nailed her to the ground.

The severe pain made her face distorted and hideous, her eyes protruded, and strands of blood flowed out from the wound.

"How dare you..."

She opened her mouth with difficulty, trying to say the last words.

"Zhou said, why bother."

After the words fell, Zhou Yiqiao crushed Nan Ningxue's head with his foot.

His eyes were extremely cold, and since the other party insisted on blocking his way, there was no room for maneuver between the two.

He is not a kind person. Being kind to his enemies is cruel to himself.

He would never show mercy to these people.

After solving the trouble, Zhou Yiqiao wiped out the traces of the corpses and then took a sachet-shaped storage bag into his hands and continued to rush towards the Phoenix Pavilion.

This place was clearly not far from the Qingmu Prefecture where the sect was located, but Nan Ningxue was still being followed. Zhou Yiqiao did not dare to stay, for fear that more Nan family monks would follow closely.

The one-yuan boat shot out and dissipated into the sky within a moment, leaving only fluctuating smoke and dust, indicating that someone had stayed here.

......

Half a month later, Fengmingfang City.

As one of the most prosperous trading markets in Chu State, there is a mixture of fish and dragons, a dazzling array of goods, and monks from all walks of life often gather here.

Zhou Yiqiao walked slowly, looking at the familiar street in front of him that he had not been to for many years, and finally breathed a sigh of relief secretly.

After entering Fengmingfang City, you have completely entered the core area controlled by Phoenix Pavilion. As long as you don't offend the master, at least your personal safety is guaranteed.

"This trip to the Nan family exchange meeting went smoothly. If Nan Ningxue hadn't happened, it would have been a perfect ending."

Zhou Yiqiao shook his head and sighed. The bottle of Chaoyuan Pill he left to the head of the Nan family was enough to keep both parties in peace.

But with Nan Ningxue interfering like this, he was not sure whether the Nan family would take action against him.

Even if the relationship between the two is not harmonious, Nan Feilong and his daughter still have a father-daughter relationship. After Nan Ningxue's death this time, his relationship with the Nan family is bound to drop to a freezing point.

"For the sake of caution, we should be more careful in the future and never expose the Lieyang Divine Cauldron to outsiders."

"The identities of Yue Juncai and Chu Dan must be completely destroyed and must not be used again in the future."

He thought to himself, made up his mind, and then disappeared on the street, heading towards the direction of Suo Longze.

Half an hour later, a continuous lake was filled with clouds and mist.

Under the cover of water mist, in front of a beautiful island with green mountains and green waters, a figure in black robe stood, looking up at the sky with his hands behind his back.

There is a trace of heroic aura between his brows, which is vaguely visible, and the killing aura in his eyes is difficult to ignore even if they are far apart.

The visitor is none other than Zhou Yiqiao!

He had just approached Suo Longze when the beautiful He Yunxi jumped up from Suo Longze and landed in front of him like a fairy descending to earth.

She has an elegant face, exquisite facial features, and graceful figure. Her green dress sets off her exquisite and graceful figure, making her graceful and charming.

"Brother, you are finally back."

He Yunxi's tone was eager, and his eyes were full of joy.

The two haven't seen each other for a long time since they parted ways at Nan's house.

Zhou Yiqiao smiled and patted her shoulder.

"How is it? Did anything happen while I was away from the sect?"

Hearing this, He Yunxi's pretty face turned slightly red, she gently held her hair and replied in a pretty voice.

"Senior brother, don't worry. There is nothing serious in the sect. Everything is fine."

The two exchanged pleasantries and returned to Suolong Ze together.

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