The years when I explored the fairyland

Before he finished speaking, Chu Zhou squatted down, gathered strength, and jumped up. The ground within a hundred meters radius suddenly shook, and he was already flying into the sky.

Like a missile coming out of its barrel, air ripples visible to the naked eye spread outward.

One of his fists, packed with unparalleled domineering true intentions, struck at the Golden Fox Zen Master.

The young monk did not retreat, but looked at Chu Zhou indifferently. He looked into the air with his hands, and the huge golden Buddha light gathered to form two golden Buddha palms, and he clapped again.

Snap!

A crisp slapping sound came, and between the two palms, the shock wave spread outwards along with the Buddha's light. Chu Zhou was already pressed into the Buddha's palm, as if he was swatting a mosquito.

The corners of Zen Master Jinhu's mouth were slightly raised, as if he was disdainful or mocking, but the next second, his smile was fixed on his face.

A stream of water swirled like a snake. In just a moment, it had escaped from the Buddha's palm and was in front of him.

Then, Chu Zhou’s fist kept enlarging, enlarging, enlarging in front of his eyes...

Even though the Buddha's light around him was blazing and the protective Gang Qi was piled up in layers, it was like a big mountain slapping him sideways and sending him flying away.

At this moment, he looked very much like Zhu Xuan, who had just been shot away by him, smashing through the clouds like a meteor, letting the rare sunset light fall.

Of course, Zen Master Jinhu had to admit that the other party's 'Water Transformation Technique' was a bit unexpected, but he did not lose his cool after receiving the attack.

With this retreat, he also used his strength to escape, trying to put some distance between them.

But what he didn't expect was that Chu Zhou had no intention of pursuing him at all. Instead, he reached out and held Zhu Xuan's ancient sword in his hand, turning it up and down with a strange expression.

It was no wonder that with the influx of light blue mana, countless patterns seemed to light up on the surface of the ancient sword, and a 'buzzing' sound was heard, losing its simplicity and revealing wisps of edge.

flying sword,

It's not an ordinary magic weapon, but a magic weapon-level flying sword!

Chu Zhou felt that this world was really full of surprises!

However, before he could continue to try, his expression changed. When he looked up, he saw a golden meteor hitting him.

It was like an attack from a martial arts master, but Chu Zhou did not dodge or resist. Instead, he raised his hands and exerted force on his muscles and bones. The strength around his body turned into strands of thread, and formed a rotating circle like a tangled thread.

Then, the golden meteor hit in front of him.

Visible to the naked eye, the strength began to shrink and collapse, releasing layers of force until finally, the overwhelming force completely dissipated, revealing Wei Fangjie's figure.

He had been knocked out of the Overlord form, and the special armor was torn to pieces, leaving only fragments hanging on his body, and only a silver gun, tightly clutched in his hand.

At least three diamond talismans around him were completely burned to ashes at this moment. The golden light flickered for a few times before dissipating.

Wei Fangjie was still a little dizzy and wanted to get up instinctively. It wasn't until he saw Chu Zhou that his face showed joy.

He opened his mouth to say something, but with a 'wow' sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale, but heat was rising all over his body, like a cooked lobster.

Lines of fire poison emerged from his body, obviously Xie Daoyuan's handiwork.

Chu Zhou's face hardened, and he pressed his hands on his body. With a low shout, his magic power surged, and he made two cuts on Wei Fangjie's back.

Then, streams of flames rushed out from the wound.

After all this was done, the temperature of his body dropped, and Chu Zhou raised his hand to invite the drizzle of sweet rain to fall on him.

Until then, Wei Fangjie was finally able to speak.

He pointed at the red-haired old man and opened his mouth to complain: "Senior brother, senior brother, he hit me and it hurt me so much.

If you hadn't come, I would have been beaten to death by him! Look at the injuries on my body, look at this, look at this, look at this..."

As he said that, Wei Fangjie pulled at his rag-like clothes, insisting on showing Chu Zhou how badly he was injured.

That tone, that gesture, it's as aggrieved as you want!

Chu Zhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he still said: "Okay, okay, go down and watch, and I'll help you beat them until they can't take care of themselves."

When Wei Fangjie heard this, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Just beat them to death. Don't let them live their lives anymore. I have a kind heart and I can't bear to see them suffer."

"Are you really confident in your senior brother?"

"If my senior brother wants to kill someone, even if the King of Heaven is here, I can't stop him?!"

"I like to hear what you say!"

Chu Zhou laughed loudly and said: "Okay, you go down and guard the city, and watch your senior brother vent his anger for you."

Wei Fangjie left, and Chu Zhou turned to look at the red-haired old man and the young monk. The smile on his face slowly faded, and a chilling atmosphere filled the surroundings.

The red-haired old man and the young monk were already standing side by side. They looked down at Chu Zhou with a bit of surprise and a bit of solemnity in their eyes.

The red-haired old man spoke first: "Are you that Chu Zhou, the Chu Zhou of Xuanzhen Temple?"

"What does it matter whether it is yes or no? You are going to be beaten anyway..."

"You are arrogant, don't think that you are great just because you have some fame. I have killed more people and fought against more masters than you have ever eaten!"

"That's because you haven't met me before!"

Chu Zhou unfurled his robe and raised his head again. The 'covering technique' had disappeared, replaced by a fierce fighting spirit: "No need to talk nonsense, let's start fighting!"

Before he finished speaking, the magic that had been prepared long ago had been used, and mists spread all around, covering Chu Zhou's figure.

Then, a dragon roar spread out!

Hiss...

I saw a blue sea dragon rolling in the clouds and mist, and the body that occasionally appeared was all gorgeous and dreamy blue scales, each of which carried thrilling power.

There were also silver snakes dancing wildly and thunder and lightning.

In just a few breaths, the blue sea dragon had already wrapped up the clouds and mist, sweeping towards the red-haired old man and the young monk.

This time, the two no longer had the heart to play, but became extremely cautious.

The young monk turned around and disappeared from the original place, but between heaven and earth, there was Buddha's light shining everywhere, and in the vast light, there seemed to be a Buddha sitting cross-legged.

He had three heads, one with a compassionate face, one with an angry look, and one with an indifferent expression, without joy or sadness, just like the Supreme Forgetfulness.

The head turned, and the angry figure sat in the center, with a huge hand that seemed to cover the sky stretched out, as if to completely disperse the clouds and mist, and to capture the blue dragon.

That posture gave a feeling of "Buddha sitting in the clouds, the world is under his control".

But Chu Zhou just spit out a few words coldly: "Gaudy! Never learn your lesson!"

Under the Buddha's palm, the clouds and mist dissipated, but nothing was caught, and at some point, a blue sea dragon had already entangled the Buddha.

I saw scales stand up one by one, cutting the Buddha's body like a blade. Even if the Buddha showed dozens of arms, he was at a disadvantage in the entanglement of the blade.

In the blue sea dragon, Chu Zhou also showed a domineering form, with a height of two meters, muscular, and skin like the white teeth of an old elephant.

He looked at the wild fox with golden hair standing up in the Buddha, and stretched out his hand to slap it.

He was used to breaking tricks with force, no matter what moves he had, he would beat him first.

I didn't expect that the wild fox was also a martial arts master. Although it was a beast, its moves were extremely sophisticated. It could use the force to release the force, and it could move around. It was perfect.

The two sides fought as fast as lightning, but after dozens of moves, there was no collision.

Chu Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly, and realized something was wrong, and his moves immediately changed.

He didn't seek speed or strength, and his punches and kicks were even clearly visible, but even so, the waves in the air were much less.

The golden fox should have been more calm, but his face showed panic.

After just three or two moves, he had no way to avoid it, and his claws had to collide with Chu Zhou's fists.

Crack!

There was a crisp sound of bone cracking, and the golden fox seemed to scream and flew out, and disappeared in the Buddha's body in an instant.

Chu Zhou wanted to chase, but at some point, a circle of flames ignited silently around him.

The flame was red, like blood jumping, and there seemed to be countless voices inside, gathering together and turning into just one sentence.

"You are guilty! You are guilty! You are guilty! You are guilty!"

The Red Lotus Karma Fire, burning all the sins in the world, is the signature of the Pure World Red Lotus Society, and is also the killer move of the red-haired old man Xie Daoyuan.

Let alone his other means, this Red Lotus Karma Fire alone has made countless martial arts masters retreat.

Because this karma fire not only ignites the body, but also burns the soul.

If you really have no regrets in this life, and have no regrets at all, the whole person is like a child, but you are not afraid of the pain of the burning soul.

Those who may become martial arts masters, who have not experienced hardships and who have not killed countless people, it is very likely that they are determined.

But if you say that they have a pure heart?

It would be easier to find a fool!

It is obvious that these two people cooperated with each other, and wanted to keep Chu Zhou completely because the Golden Fox Zen Master received that punch.

However, Chu Zhou looked at the flame, casually took out a bell and shook it.

Ding-ling-ling!

The crisp bell sounded, and everything stopped where the sound waves rippled.

Then, he turned into a ball of water light, calmly passed through the red lotus fire, and showed the appearance of a blue sea dragon, and went straight into the clouds.

He disappeared at a higher place, and all he could see were layers of black clouds rolling and spreading outward. In just a moment, it seemed to cover the entire Yanshui City.

Then, the black clouds began to press down, dark and heavy, as if they were going to press on everyone's heart, suffocating.

The red-haired old man and the young monk gathered together again, and the Golden Fox Zen Master held his right hand with his left hand, and with a "crackling" sound, he reconnected the broken palm.

His expression did not change, but the red-haired old man Xie Daoyuan's expression was a bit ugly, and he raised his hand and shook it.

The red energy flew out of his hand and turned into a sword energy several tens of meters long, slashing towards the dark cloud, with the spirit of slashing through the sky.

But spirit is just spirit!

The sword light slashed into the dark cloud, stirring it up, as if it had triggered some bad reaction.

Then, a cold wind blew between heaven and earth, blowing away the heat, and also blowing the dark cloud up, with snowflakes falling.

The red-haired old man stretched out his hand in astonishment, and after taking a snowflake, there seemed to be several question marks on his forehead.

"Snowing? Snowing?! No, although it is not the hottest July and August now, it is also March. If it is a spring rain, I can understand it.

But what is this now?

A late spring cold?!"

The Golden Fox Zen Master rolled his eyes and asked, "Are you focusing on the wrong direction? Think about why he has such a method?"

Tilting his head, he said, "I really don't understand now. Is he a warrior or a mystic? Why does he have so many strange tricks?"

Shaking his head, he said again, "But none of this matters now. What matters is what he wants to do?"

The red-haired old man's face suddenly froze, and he said, "No, it's not snow, but hail. He wants to interfere with the battle below!"

He was right. In just a few words, the snow in the sky had turned into hail.

Hailstones the size of a baby's fist fell from the sky and smashed into Yanshui City, hitting the heads of those who were fighting desperately just now.

It's hard to say what it felt like. It was like being hit by a club suddenly, and the boiling blood was cooled down, and the movements of the hands slowed down unconsciously.

As the hailstones became denser and denser, the originally burning flames were extinguished, and black clouds covered the starlight, and the entire Yanshui City fell into darkness.

Even the original shouts of killing faded, and both sides seemed a little at a loss.

Only the "crackling" sound of hail falling to the ground became louder and louder!

But this was Chu Zhou's goal.

Although he could stop the two martial arts masters, he was not afraid even if the red-haired old man and the young monk came together.

But the problem was that his goal was never to kill the two men, but to ensure that Yanshui City was still in the hands of Xuanzhen Temple.

But he came a little late after all!

Although the two corpse puppets were destroyed, the Qihuo Army still had two Nine-Leaf Red Lotus Envoys, and only Wei Fangjie and Zhu Xuan could match the masters of the half-step masters.

But the two were injured now, and even if they joined the battle, they could not exert their strength.

Not to mention, the Qihuo Army's innate masters, marrow-training warriors, and even the Tongmai Great Martial Masters were twice or even three times more than those on the Tianquan County side.

It was the Tianquan warriors who risked their lives to barely maintain the situation.

Neither the red-haired old man nor the Golden Fox Zen Master noticed, but Chu Zhou was always paying attention. Just when he and the two martial arts masters had a few moves, the walls of Yanshui City had already fallen.

The beggars continued to surge up, and the Tianquan Army could only fight and retreat.

Although there were street fighting drills before, it is true that street fighting is the most cruel war mode. Can the Tianquan Army withstand it? Do they have the faith?

No one can say for sure!

It was also at this moment that Chu Zhou used a big move without hesitation.

The so-called hailstorm is actually not difficult, at least it is much easier than the "sea of ​​fire burning the sky".

After all, ice magic is a variation of water magic, and it is easier for him to use than fire magic.

At this time, the red-haired old man and the young monk looked at each other and finally reacted.

Their faces changed drastically, and they rushed into the black cloud without hesitation, wanting to wrestle with Chu Zhou.

In the dark cloud, the young monk shouted loudly: "Chu Zhou, Master Chu, martial arts masters cannot set foot on the battlefield of mortals. This is a consensus of the world. Don't make a big mistake."

Chu Zhou sneered: "Martial arts masters cannot set foot on the battlefield of mortals, so what did you two do before?"

The red-haired old man argued: "We are just looking for people to fight, and we didn't directly interfere with the battlefield."

"Then I just made a hailstorm, what does it have to do with the battlefield?"

"Hahaha, I caught you!"

The so-called verbal confrontation was just for the two to find Chu Zhou's specific location, but Chu Zhou didn't care.

The means were all done, and Chu Zhou was still afraid of them. The Blue Sea Dragon directly pounced on them, fighting one against two, and it was so painful!

Facing the Master of Wanxiang Zhai, he could only draw, facing the old man Erhu, he could win the battle and almost took the old man Erhu's life.

Facing the red-haired old man and the young monk, he felt so happy to fight one against two, and he could output as much as he wanted!

The martial arts master was so powerful, but compared with his growth speed, it was not worth mentioning, especially when he had enough merit points.

Of course, they could still hold on here, but below, it was completely chaotic.

The strength of the beggars was still strong, but the problem was that they could not distinguish between the enemy and us when they were completely trapped in the darkness.

Those powerful warriors were better, with amazing eyesight, and they could barely distinguish between the enemy and us.

But the soldiers of the beggars were not only engulfed by the darkness, but also their brave hearts.

I don't know who screamed, and panic spread immediately. There was darkness everywhere, and the weapons in their hands could no longer protect themselves.

It's possible that they would hurt their own people if they turned around, and the screams would make the panic worse.

I don't know who started it, but the beggars collapsed. They groped towards the city wall and slid down the ladder.

It is hard to imagine how many people fell to death, were trampled to death, or killed each other in this chaos.

Fortunately, Ran Yongzeng, the King of Sorrow, was decisive. When he saw that the situation was not good, he knew that it was impossible to do anything, so he immediately issued an order.

So, the horn of retreat was heard, and countless people held torches, lit bonfires, and guided the soldiers back.

Of course, the fastest runners were the warriors, especially the innate warriors, who realized something was wrong and retreated faster than anyone else!

The Tianquan Army was actually in chaos for a while, and many people died from being trampled to death and killing each other, but after the Qihuo Army retreated, they regained their sanity.

They reoccupied the city wall and lit a bonfire to illuminate the surroundings.

At the same time, above the sky, Chu Zhou transformed into a human form, wearing a blue dragon armor, and exchanged thirteen punches with the red-haired old man in his domineering form.

Each punch hit the flesh, extremely violent, as if fellow disciples used the same moves to verify what they had learned.

Until the end, the red-haired old man vomited blood and flew backwards. Pirated is pirated, compared with Chu Zhou, his domineering form was full of mistakes.

Of course, Chu Zhou also suffered three punches and two kicks from the young monk, as well as a vicious finger force.

The colorful aura entering his body actually made Chu Zhou's heart boil, and his fear and worry were difficult to suppress.

However, Chu Zhou turned his head to face him and rewarded him with a lung gold sword energy.

That move that was almost close to the face only split the young monk more than ten miles away.

At this point, the two sides separated, and neither of them fought again. The red-haired old man and the young monk met again, and they were speechless, and returned to the beggar army camp with a gloomy face.

Chu Zhou, on the other hand, fell from the sky and landed on the top of Yanshui City.

Looking at the devastated city and the defeated soldiers, he breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, the city was saved!

However, when he turned his eyes slightly and looked at the beggars, his eyes were full of murderous intent!

"Beggars, the weeping king Ran Yongzeng, the Xuanyue Sect, the Pure World Red Lotus Society, don't worry, don't worry, you have to pay it back, and none of them will be left behind!"

Two in one, send them together!