"Who are you, sir? Why are you blocking my way?”
The moment the Fusang samurai opened his mouth, he started to spread rumors and directly pushed the blame onto Chu Ze.
Hearing his words, Chu Ze raised his eyebrows and used his little finger to pinch his ears. He said disdainfully,
"I don't understand bird language, but speak human language.”
"Baka!"
Hearing this, the veins on the Fusang warrior's forehead popped, and he was about to fly into a rage on the spot.
However, when he recalled the sword qi that the other party had casually released, he almost failed to block it.
He forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart.
"Sir, who are you? Why did you barge into the territory of our Sun Moon Sect?”
This time, the Fusang samurai spoke in Chinese. Although his pronunciation was a little unclear, he could barely understand it.
"Were you scolding me just now?"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Chu Ze say this.
"Nani?"
Looking at Chu Ze with a dumbfounded expression, the Fusang samurai's mood instantly turned bad.
Didn't you just say that you don't understand bird language?
How did he know that he was cursing in an instant?
Are you deliberately looking for trouble?
The Fuso samurai had guessed correctly.
Chu Ze was deliberately looking for trouble.
"Since you like to scold people so much, don't keep your mouth.”
He raised his finger and flicked it again.
This time, it was a black and red sword aura.
This was a sword qi that had fused the Innate True Origin and the fluctuation of killing intent.
In terms of power.
It was ten times more powerful than the previous sword qi.
Weng!
A deep sword hum rang out, and the flying black-red sword Qi left a deep scorch mark on the ground.
The sword Qi that had fused with the killing intent was filled with destructive power.
Even before they touched it, the Fusang samurai could already smell the scent of death.
"Ghost Wheel Flash!"
The fear of death stimulated the potential of the Fusang samurai. He held the sword with both hands and mustered all his strength to slash out the most brilliant strike of his life.
Swoosh!
The crescent moon-shaped saber Qi tore through the air, cutting everything in its path.
Rocks, grass, trees.
All of them were cut into two by the saber qi, and the fracture was smooth.
He could win!
Looking at the sword qi he released, a glimmer of hope rose in the Fusang samurai's heart.
In his opinion, this saber qi would definitely carry his conviction and kill a powerful enemy.
Clang!
In the next instant.
Saber Qi and Sword Qi collided.
Light shards flew everywhere.
Under the desperate gaze of the Fusang warrior, his saber light was easily shattered by the black-red sword qi, turning into light fragments and disappearing without a trace.
The sword qi that had shattered the saber qi continued to advance, heading straight for his vital points.
"Did I lose?"
He felt the sword qi that had yet to reach his body, but it was already piercing his skin and causing pain.
The Fuso samurai lowered his arms weakly.
He knew that the person in front of him was an enemy he could not reach.
He no longer had the desire to struggle.
"Trash."
An indifferent voice sounded. An embroidery needle left a dark red mark in the air and hit the black-red sword qi.
Pa!
Crystal light exploded.
The Embroidery Needle and the black and red sword Qi were both destroyed and disappeared into the air.
"Oh…the main character is here."
Looking at the figure that appeared in front of the Fusang samurai like a ghost, Chu Ze's eyes narrowed slightly.
He was wearing a golden cloak and a bright red inner shirt.
This kind of gorgeous and tacky color would only make people's eyes burn when placed on ordinary people.
However, on this person, it perfectly complemented his or her contradictory temperament of being gentle and domineering.
She was a beautiful woman.
She had fair skin and a tall figure. Her perfect face was cold.
Her face had a gentle curve unique to women, but his eyes were filled with a fierce and domineering aura that only men could have.
Her lips were red, and his eyes were red.
The wind ruffled her dark hair.
It brought up a thick cloud.
"Cult Master!"
Seeing this woman, the Fusang warrior quickly knelt down on one knee and bowed respectfully.
"Useless thing, retreat!"
Without even glancing at the Fusang warrior, the woman stared at Chu Ze and said in a deep voice.
"You are very bold to actually dare to cause trouble at the Black Wood Cliff. Do you want to die?”
"Haha."
He picked up the wine jug at his waist and took a big gulp. Chu Ze exhaled a mouthful of alcohol and said casually.
"If you can do it, then come.”
"Good! Then I'll fulfill your wish!"
Before she could finish speaking, the woman turned into a ghostly red shadow and teleported in front of Chu Ze.
She raised her hand.
The surging palm force came towards Chu Ze.
"Good!"
Facing this terrifying palm force, a trace of excitement flashed across Chu Ze's eyes.
This was the first time he had encountered an opponent whose strength was on par with his.
This made the fighting spirit in his heart rise.
"Ha!"
He raised his hand and clenched his fist.
A rich Innate True Origin and killing intent surged out, wrapping his fist in a layer of black and red surging energy.
Chu Ze swung his arm like a hammer, and his fist heavily collided with the woman's hand.
Boom!
An expanding air wave appeared.
The first unlucky one was the horse under Chu Ze.
The horse exploded into a pile of meat paste on the spot under the force of the collision, leaving a layer of bloody marks on the ground.
The surging force directly crushed a huge pit in the ground.
Smoke and dust rose like a mushroom cloud. Two figures broke through the smoke and dust like arrows leaving the bow, landing on both sides.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。