On the square, the old mottled black pen was inserted into the ground, and at this time, on top of the black pen, a young figure stood with the pen.
That figure was slender and had a face like a deep pool without any waves, but the moment it appeared, it directly detonated the manor of dragons and snakes.
All forces broke out in an uproar at this time.
"This is Zhou Yuan who killed the two chiefs of the Holy Palace?!"
"Listen to the previous words, it should be correct!"
"The Lord has finally appeared!"
"Interesting, just show up, even dare to provoke Zhao Jing of the holy palace so much, do you really think he is a vegetarian?"
"Today is really a good show!"
"..."
Numerous voices sounded from all directions of the manor, and then, there were many figures bursting into the air, and the overwhelming figures fell around the square.
Originally, they were only observing the confrontation between Cangxuanzong and Sacred Palace in secret, but right now, with Zhou Yuan’s appearance, they knew that today’s situation was really going to become more exciting, so they planned to get closer. , Watch a good show.
But no matter what, this manor, the moment Zhou Yuan appeared, became boiling.
And on the top floor of the pavilion near the square.
The people of the four great sects were also shocked because of Zhou Yuan's appearance, and then there was an uproar spreading through the building.
"I said earlier that if Zhou Yuan were here, he would definitely show up." Zuoqiu Herring's alluring eyes glanced at the chief Liu Fu of the Tiangui Mansion and smiled lightly.
Asking Jianzong's side, Jian Blind also stood up and came to the window. Although he could not see, his perception was sharper than ordinary people. He looked in the direction of the square.
He could clearly feel that familiar Origin Qi fluctuation.
"Zhou Yuan..." Lu Chunjun seemed to move on his expressionless face before, and he whispered to himself: "You really have become very strong."
Ning Zhan from the Dragon Palace in Beiming Town also came over. He touched his fists together, staring at the figure below, full of zealous warfare, and said: "I really want to fight this guy again. ."
Zhen Xu didn't move, just flashing cold at that moment
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In his eyes, the feeling of coldness quietly faded.
In the Heavenly Ghost Mansion, the rules are strict, and there are many intrigues at the same time. If you are not careful, you will be trampled on. In less than two years, Zhen Xu has defeated many people in the Heavenly Ghost Mansion, and the method is worthy Called vicious and cruel.
This is what made Zhen Xu look even more gloomy in the past two years.
However, when he saw that figure right now, the coldness in his eyes was only slightly weaker. Compared with this cold Heavenly Ghost Mansion, the first encounter with Zhou Yuan in the land of the holy site was left in his cold heart. I have some different feelings.
At the very least, in Zhou Yuan's body, he can feel a trust that can be entrusted, not like in this ghost mansion, everyone is a different face.
The chief Liu Fu of Tiangui Mansion glanced at the figure on the square, then glanced at Zuoqiu Herring, and said: "It is really courageous, but it is also really young and frivolous. In such a situation, when he shows up, Sheng Gong Today, it is even more impossible to let him go."
The other chiefs present also nodded slightly. Zhou Yuan beheaded the two chiefs of the holy palace. This grievance was not deep. Now that he showed up, the holy palace would certainly not show mercy.
The female chief of the Baihua Immortal Palace also frowned slightly, looked at Zuoqiu Herring, and sighed in a low voice: "He really shouldn't show up. If he shows up, the Sacred Palace will stare at him."
Zuoqiu Herring said calmly: "You don't know him. Since he will show up, it shows that he is not afraid of the chiefs of the Holy Palace."
The female chief shook her head and said: "He can kill Fan Yao, he should indeed have some strength, but Zhao Jing is a stronger existence than Fan Yao!"
The positions of the top ten chiefs of the Holy Palace were all made for real. Zhao Jing has been able to stabilize Fan Yao for so many years, and its strength is naturally self-evident.
Perhaps, at this time, the holy palace, wishing Zhou Yuan to appear, and Zhao Jing's attack, defeated Zhou Yuan in a rotten manner, and restored their lost face in the holy palace.
Zuoqiu Herring didn't say much. With peach-like eyes, he looked at the slender figure in the square. Since I met, that person has never disappointed.
Although she knew that Zhao Jing must be very strong, she still had confidence in Zhou Yuan.
...
"Zhou Yuan?!"
In the square, Tang Muxin and the others
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It was Zhou Yuan who appeared at this time, and they couldn't help being surprised. Obviously, the latter's appearance was somewhat unexpected.
"Zhou Yuan, it doesn't matter if you are here, you can let Chief Xie Yan try the other party first." Tang Muxin said, although she also knows that Zhou Yuan should not be weak now, Xie Yan may be more stable.
Zhou Yuan first held a fist at them, then turned his eyes to Xie Yan, and was silent for a moment, and said: "Senior Xie Yan is indeed not weak, but I am afraid that he won't be able to get some benefits in the opponent's hands."
Xie Yan was also startled when he heard the words, but he didn't refute it, because he felt this way himself.
"Zhou Yuan, you don't pretend to be here!" Bai Liche couldn't help but snorted coldly: "At this time, I don't think about any limelight. If you lose here, you will lose the face of all of us. !"
Zhou Yuan smiled, ignored him, just stared at Tang Muxin, and said, "Senior Sister Tang, since I started this matter, I should end it naturally."
Tang Mu's eyes met him, the latter's expression was serious, and there was no sign of forcible performance, so after a long while, she slightly said, "If you are confident, then let you do it."
"Senior Sister Tang." Bai Liche frowned.
Tang Muxin waved his hand to stop his words, so Bai Liche could only take back the words from his mouth, and gave Zhou Yuan a rather uncomfortable look.
Seeing this, Zhou Yuan clasped his fists at Tang Muxin.
Xie Yan stepped back slowly.
So, under the gaze of countless gazes, Zhou Yuan's figure slowly fell to the ground, grasping the mottled black pen in his hand, and gently shaking, the ground cracked.
The black pen swept across, and the white vellus hairs of the nib gradually gathered, forming a bud-like nib, with light flowing and unparalleled sharpness.
Zhou Yuan was holding a black pen with the tip of the pen pointing diagonally to the ground. He raised his head and looked at the large sacred palace disciple opposite, and finally his eyes stopped on Huo Tian and Zhao Jing.
At this time, the two of them stared at him with deep or fierce eyes.
However, Zhou Yuan was not intimidated by the eyes of the two of them. Instead, he gave a faint smile, calmly lifted the tip of the pen and pointed it straight at the two of them.
"Cang Xuanzong Zhou Yuan..."
"The chiefs of the holy palace, who will come to enlighten me?"
(One more today.)
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