The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 57: 56: Confrontation, Intimidation

At this moment, the one-horned ghost's decisiveness was beyond imagination, and his speed of attack was unbelievable.

It was just like a ray of cold light that suddenly lit up in the dark night, tearing through the darkness and cutting off the red line along the way, heading straight for Chu Zhou's head.

When the cold light passed, there was a sound of breaking through the air, as if it had exceeded the speed of sound.

At this moment, Chu Zhou felt the crisis of death. His pupils shrank rapidly, becoming the size of a needle tip, and he stared at the cold light that was coming at him.

The whole person leaned back and used a bridge-like posture to avoid the cold light.

But he is not the kind of person who would not fight back when being beaten. These days, he seems to be sitting there motionless, but his energy and spirit have been accumulated to the limit.

At this moment, one of his hands stretched out from his waist, forming a dragon claw, which, with unparalleled strength, thrust straight up from the bottom.

The movement is covert and silent, but as long as it hits something solid, it can make a hole even in iron.

But a ghost claw covered with black hair stretched out and collided with the dragon claw.

boom!
Boom boom boom!
In an instant, it seemed as if there were countless collisions in succession, and visible air ripples spread outward, and the magic weapons on the altar were knocked all over the place.

Chu Zhou turned around and stood up straight. He stood in the same place, with his legs slightly squatted, as solid as a rock. He suddenly raised his hands up, expanding them several times in the air.
Then, he slapped out, one palm after another, as if there were palm shadows all over the sky, going in all directions.

And in all directions, there were already countless ghost shadows.

They had different postures and behaviors, like illusions, but also like entities. They could attack from all kinds of strange angles, with a hint of cold light, and were about to tear Chu Zhou to pieces.

Both sides changed their moves almost at the same time and continued to collide in mid-air.

All you hear is the continuous sound of "chi chi chi" breaking through the air and the sound of "clang clang clang clang" colliding, and the sound of metal clashing forms a symphony.

Below, Yi Huai, Fan Tiehu and Wei Fangjie were also ready, but they did not get closer. Instead, each of them took a direction and went further away.

This stalemate might last for a long time, or it might only be a moment. The one-horned ghost finally got annoyed. He suddenly stopped and let out a ghostly howl.

Boo!
A pair of ghost claws clenched into fists and smashed through the air, causing the air to vibrate and make rumbling sounds.

This feeling is completely different from the previous one. When the fist passes by, it is like a sledgehammer breaking through the air and rushing forward.

If this hammer had hit Chu Zhou hard, even with his strong physique, his bones would have been broken.

But this time, it was Chu Zhou's turn who was unwilling to confront head-on.

He stretched out his body, his posture like a python or a dragon, twisting and circling, and with just a move, he avoided the fist wind.

The fist hit the altar, and there was a crackling sound. The wooden structure collapsed and the altar, which was several meters high, collapsed.

This sudden change naturally could not hurt the one-horned ghost, but it was also unexpected. He fell and stood firmly on the ground.

But Chu Zhou had already come up to him.

He was like a dragon or a python, his footsteps changing constantly, his body moving swiftly and unpredictably, his fists clenched, he surrounded the one-horned ghost and smashed it without reservation.

Bang bang bang!

Boom boom boom!

This time, it was Chu Zhou who stuck to the one-horned ghost and attacked with all his might. His punches were as mad as crazy and he was as fierce as a tiger, attacking madly as if he didn't care about his life.

This time, it was the one-horned ghost's turn to be angry.

He felt provoked, a naked provocation. The other party was using his own method to deal with him, which was obviously humiliating him.

"you wanna die!"

A cold voice seemed to explode in my ears, and then I saw a cold light rising in the distance, like a rising cold moon, shining brightly.

That was the horn of the one-horned ghost, which had been taken off and turned into a sharp sword in the hand.

Chu Zhou stepped back as if he had been electrocuted, and then leaped three feet away.

But the long sword broke through the air and slashed down diagonally. It was clearly still some distance away, but a hazy sword light broke through the air and chased after Chu Zhou.

That is sword energy, the real sword energy, which can only be used after successfully practicing the Tongmai internal energy.

But this time Chu Zhou did not dodge. He looked at the sword light breaking through the air, and there was even a hint of interest in his expression.

Then, he raised his hands slightly, and countless phantoms bloomed in the air. The whole person was wrapped in the cold wind and dust of the autumn night, rushing forward like a roaring angry dragon.

——Deadly move, the angry dragon turns the river upside down!

Roar!
Chi Chi!

Clang clang clang clang!

Bang!
A dull crash sound was heard, spreading far away, and a shock wave swept across, blowing Chu Zhou backwards uncontrollably.

Of course, he didn't hold on any longer and was carried away by the air wave. He retreated several feet before he could steady himself.

The one-horned ghost also did not hold on, but retreated even faster, like a floating ghost, and stood in front of the attic door, blocking the aftermath for the worried woman.

But at this time, he no longer had the arrogance he had at the beginning. His black hair was already tattered, and there was a big hole and a crack on his head.

The hair on his right arm was broken, revealing a white suit and a big hand with distinct joints. In his hand was a sharp sword that rang faintly. Apparently, he placed the sword behind him, extending from the back of his head, and it became a sharp horn.

Chu Zhou was not in a hurry. He dusted off his Taoist robe and took a few steps forward.

Looking at the one-horned ghost, he couldn't help but sneer, "You are so eager to kill people to silence them, it seems that my guess is true.

The one-horned ghost is Luo Gan, and Luo Gan is the one-horned ghost. He plays it in a really fancy way and dresses it up really well.

It's a pity that if you pierce this paper, you will die!"

The one-horned ghost with a broken head raised his head slightly, his ruby ​​eyes seemed to flash, and then he spun in the air and landed again. The camouflage on his body had completely exploded, revealing his figure.

It turned out to be a middle-aged man in white clothes with a handsome face. He seemed to have been through a lot, with some gray hair on his temples.
But this did not affect his temperament and appearance at all, and he even looked more mature and stable, like a handsome middle-aged uncle.

His eyes also returned to their normal color, and the look he gave people was even gentle as jade. The long sword in his hand reflected the moonlight, and he stood there with the demeanor of a master.

He raised his head slightly and looked at Chu Zhou, his eyes full of memories.

After a long while, he said, "I seem to have some impression of you. At that time, your master discovered your whereabouts, and I had no choice but to be ruthless and kill you all.

It's a pity that I forgot to finish off the enemy, leaving behind such a huge disaster."

At this point, the look of doubt in his eyes intensified, and he said, "But as I remember, you hadn't even started martial arts at that time.

If you had the strength you have now, no, half of your strength, shouldn't I be able to knock you down with just one blow of the mourning stick? "

"Are you really that person? Why do I feel like you don't look like that?

Even if you have had a great adventure during this period, you shouldn't have such strength in such a short time, right?"

"..."

Chu Zhou grinned, not really knowing how to explain. Should he tell the other party that he had a golden finger and that he had grown to such a level in such a short time?
That's stupid!
So, he didn't need to explain, waved his hand, and said directly: "Those are just trivial matters. This time, I have blocked you here, and I will take revenge for my grudges!"

"You want to kill me, is that right? Once you embark on this road of martial arts, you kill me and I kill you."

The handsome middle-aged uncle seemed to be really open-minded. When he spoke, there was not much emotional fluctuation. He only raised his head slightly, which revealed his sharpness.

“I have killed too many people, and there are even more people who want to kill me, but unfortunately, no one has succeeded so far.

I am Luo Gan, the lone traveler in thousands of miles. What I am most famous for is not my sword skills, but my Qinggong skills. "

Chu Zhou nodded and said, “I have to admit that your lightness skill is like a ghost or a phantom, and I can’t catch up with you, so I chose this place as the battlefield.

You can escape, but how can your loved one escape?"

"Aren't you invited by the Zhao family? How dare you hurt her?"

"You misunderstood. I didn't intend to hurt her. But if you leave, the news that the one-horned ghost is Luo Gan and that Luo Gan had an affair with the second daughter of the Zhao family might spread everywhere.

How can you let her live with dignity then?"

The indifferent expression on the face of the handsome middle-aged uncle finally subsided, and he looked tense and cold: "You are using a woman to set up a trap, isn't this the behavior of a hero in the martial arts world?"

Chu Zhou was so angry that he laughed: "You killed people everywhere, almost took my life, and cut off my master's head. Do you think you are a hero?"

Waving his hands, he said, "Okay, okay, I'm not here to debate with you. You know exactly what to do, right?"

"You want me to stay and have a good time with you. But..."

Luo Gan stroked the sword gently and asked, "I am very curious, where do you get the confidence from? With only the cultivation level of the Zang-Xiang realm, you dare to challenge me, a great martial artist of Tongmai?"

"That's my business. As long as you can kill me, even if you still want to be that one-horned ghost, living with her in Baisha City, I guess no one will stop you."

"In that case, I will kill you again."

"Here is the great head, if you have the courage, come and take it!"

There is no need to say more at this point. The autumn wind suddenly blows, covering the moon with dark clouds and making the fire flicker.

In the instant when the sky and the earth darkened, Luo Gan had disappeared from his original place. Instead, a hazy sword light flashed, like a biting wind and frost, blowing towards him.

As for Chu Zhou, although he stood in the same place, he took a deep breath.

The air within a radius of several meters seemed to have been swallowed into his abdomen. Amidst the crackling sounds, his body had already risen to two meters and five.

His muscles are twisted like the roots of an old tree, his joints are distinct, and his skin is the color of gold and iron, as if it were cast in copper or iron. He looks unshakable.

He just raised his hand, put his palm upright, and slapped it forward, and the air spread out like water waves.

The fist, packed with unparalleled strength, collided for the first time in a real sense with the sword light transformed from internal energy.

Keng!
The sound of metal clashing spread out again, but it was just the beginning. The next second, the collision sounds were as dense as a rainstorm.

The battle seemed to reach its climax in an instant.

　It’s the end of the month, you all know!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)