Drop after drop of blood fell from Lei Wen's head to the heaven and earth, and the breath on his body began to gradually weaken, and the vitality flew away like running water, just like the fallen leaves gradually withered in the wind.

Zhou Qingmu put away his sword and flew towards that place almost without hesitation.

He caught Lei Wen's body and slowly fell to the ground. There was a blood hole between Lei Wen's eyebrows, and his expression seemed to be as ferocious as the blood hole. However, Zhou Qingmu's body was shaking at this time, but he could clearly feel it.

Lei Wen came from nowhere.

In fact, there was no real winner between the two of them, and at a certain moment, as if someone secretly took action, Lei Wen died quietly in front of him.

Although these two people were just rivals, they could be regarded as "acquaintances" for this short period of time.

Let’s just say that the two of them didn’t actually have any life-or-death feud.

But Zhou Qingmu could deeply feel the extremely rare calmness from this person, not only the calmness about this battle, but also the calmness in the face of life and death.

Lei Wen had said more than once that he wanted to fight him with all his strength to determine the outcome, but he had not yet had time to get a real clear victory.

How does this make Zhou Qingmu accept the "victory" he finally got?

The followers of the Bear Clan also immediately came to the place where the two of them fell. When they saw Lei Wen in a pool of blood, their faces were extremely heavy.

However, no one dared to step forward to seek revenge.

Not only was he afraid of the strength shown by Zhou Qingmu.

What's more, at this time, behind Zhou Qingmu, the princess of the fox clan and Bai Yi, who had long been known as an amazing talent, were standing there silently with a young man.

a long time,

Finally someone spoke: "Please return the body of Master Lei Wen to my Bear Clan."

Zhou Qingmu nodded, slowly stood up and hugged the exhausted Lei Wen shakily.

When Lei Wen's body was handed over to the bear tribe, he couldn't suppress the shame in his heart and suddenly said: "I didn't win, he doesn't deserve to die."

After the words fell, the expressions of the Xiong Clan, Bai Yi and others present changed.

At this time, the bear demon with a heavy face also noticed the blood hole above the eyebrows of the cold corpse in his hand. He was not a person with ordinary cultivation. Naturally, he noticed something was wrong after a little awareness.

Therefore, the bear demon almost immediately showed an angry look on his face: "Young Master Lei Wen admires your courage, but never thought that you are such an insidious person, and you can use such despicable methods if you can't defeat him?"

He has grown up with Lei Wen since he was a child. His feelings for Lei Wen are naturally deeper than others, and he also has the highest prestige among the people accompanying the Bear Clan.

As he spoke, he became even more angry. He pointed a finger at Zhou Qingmu and said, "Come here, capture this guy and take him back to our Bear Clan to hold him accountable!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bear clan members behind him immediately understood, and their auras began to surge, and they were already planning to take action against Zhou Qingmu.

But at this time, Bai Yi and Bai Yusu's expressions were a little complicated, but they didn't know what to do. Because if it was really as the Xiong clan said, they had no reason to protect Zhou Qingmu's behavior.

Only Liu Feng, whose body began to glow with fire, walked slowly in front of Zhou Qingmu, turned around and smiled at the two of them: "You all have to think about your family, I don't have to think about this, my eldest brother saved me, so

No one can kill him before I die!"

As he said that, the aura on Liu Feng's body seemed to be rising continuously, and now he was faintly approaching the state of returning to nature!

But of course, just such a young man standing in front of these bear clan will hardly affect their momentum at all, and he will take action against Liu Feng while roaring.

At this time, Zhou Qingmu just turned his head indifferently and looked in a certain direction in the city. He vaguely seemed to see a Taoist priest with a mustache and gray hair.

Clang!

The sound of a sword sounded in everyone's ears, and then everyone present saw a long sword inserted on the ground in front of Liu Feng. The bear clan member who was about to take action was instantly struck by a powerful sword.

The air was blown away.

And the black-robed figure had risen from the ground and turned into a rainbow light heading in a certain direction. The aura on his body was clearly at the fourth level of the Yuanshen Realm!

When Liu Feng saw this, the firelight on his body gradually dimmed, and he subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction where his eldest brother left, but he didn't understand why.

Zhou Qingmu's hair was disheveled, and as his figure moved by, his black hair was moving in the wind.

In his sight, the mustachioed Taoist did not move because of his approach. Instead, he looked indifferently at the young figure who was getting closer and closer.

Regardless of his current injuries, Zhou Qingmu condensed an air sword in his hand and held out the sword, as if he wanted to use this sword to tear apart the culprit hiding behind the scenes!

But unfortunately, things always go against people's wishes. Even if this sword came to the head of the Taoist Taoist with eight characters in an instant, it just dissipated immediately.

The sword that was clearly capable of making heaven and earth tremble seemed to be powerless in front of the eight-character Hu Taoist.

Zhou Qingmu landed not far away and did not draw his sword again. He just stared at the man and said angrily: "Why on earth did you do this? We have never had any grudges in our lives!"

The mustached Taoist remained expressionless and did not answer, as if he had lost his emotions.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingmu squatted in a corner as if powerless and stopped making any sound.

At this time, the mustached Taoist suddenly took out two talisman papers from his sleeves. They were very common talisman papers used to pray for others, but they were not ordinary yellow papers. There was a flow of insect repellent on them.

black matter.

But when Zhou Qingmu saw the two talismans, his heart trembled violently. He stood up from the ground, condensed another air sword in his hand, shouted "I'm going to kill you!", and moved towards it.

Cut off that Taoist with eight characters!

The Taoist with a mustache stood there motionless, no longer resisting the sword energy, and allowed the sword to hit his body, causing blood to flow out instantly somewhere on his body.

Zhou Qingmu was startled when he saw this, but the Taoist seemed to have nothing happened. He raised his head and looked somewhere in the void. Finally, he waved the talisman in his hand and it floated away like fallen leaves, while his figure slowly disappeared.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingmu did not dare to hesitate, and immediately ignored the sword energy in his hand and reached out to pick up the two talismans.

Now that he is in the realm of Yuanshen, he is regarded as a great swordsman by the world, but he has tried several times and still failed to catch the two talismans.

In the end, the two talismans fell on the ground in two places respectively, but they were never separated from each other.

Zhou Qingmu still had luck in his heart, and stretched out his hand to pick up the talisman, but in the end, just when his fingers were about to touch the talisman, it suddenly disappeared, as if it had fallen into the mud.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingmu seemed to have lost his soul. He sat down on the ground and looked at the place where the talisman disappeared. His eyes that should have been clear became depressed and distracted.

"Why is the young man so sad?" A rather casual but dignified voice appeared in Zhou Qingmu's ears.

Zhou Qingmu raised his head subconsciously and saw two majestic figures standing in front of him.

One is the current leader of the Fuyao Peng Clan, the famous new demon emperor, Zhuang Jiuxiao.

The other one was the Emperor of Nanqiu who had attained enlightenment and proclaimed himself emperor three thousand years ago. He once met Bai Liyuan, the younger brother of the Queen of the Fox Clan.

The person who spoke was none other than the Nanqiu Fox Emperor.

Zhou Qingmu shook his head, stood up from the ground, took a sip of wine, and said indifferently: "Since Lord Fox Emperor has come back, it's time for me to leave. I hope Lord Fox Emperor will not forget the agreement made that day."

As he said this, three figures flew in from a distance. After seeing these two men who were as majestic as mountains, they all paid their respects.

But after Zhou Qingmu finished speaking, he slowly started to walk towards the city gate in front, without even looking back.

Liu Feng was stunned for a moment, not understanding what was going on with his eldest brother, but he stopped thinking about it and immediately followed him.

Bai Yusu looked at the lonely figure of the man leaving, feeling inexplicably heavy. He pursed his lips, but was still unable to say anything.

Tear--

A sound of breaking through the air came from behind them, and finally passed over and fell into the hands of Zhou Qingmu in front. The young man put the long sword still stained with blood into the scabbard behind him without stopping.

Meetings between people are quick, and parting is even more so.

...

Zhou Qingmu left Fuyao Cave, where he had stayed for a long time, and headed north without stopping, regardless of his injuries.

One night, on a certain mountain.

Zhou Qingmu and Liu Feng were sitting opposite each other, with a bonfire beside them.

This was many years ago when Yang Zhao taught him a small magic to ignite fire. Although his current level of cultivation, even if he did not delve into fire magic, it was not difficult to just use the true energy to turn into flames. No matter when Zhou Qingmu was, it was

I still use this little spell habitually.

Zhou Qingmu was sitting cross-legged, running his skills to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, while chatting with Liu Feng.

Zai Liufeng held his head with one hand, his face full of sadness that came from nowhere.

Zhou Qingmu suddenly asked: "Do you know what your true identity is?"

"Hey, well, I've actually thought about this before. But, I don't actually feel that there's anything special about me. I'm probably just an ordinary fire python with some strange blood." Liu Feng rolled his eyes.

said softly.

After hearing this, Zhou Qingmu frowned, stopped absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and stretched out a finger to press Liu Feng's forehead.

A golden line slowly appeared, and a deep power surged out from it.

After Zhou Qingmu sensed it, he put down his finger and sighed: "If I had known, I should have asked Miss Bai about this pattern before, I'm afraid I would have to wait until I went to Beiming to have a clue."

It’s January again,

In front of a certain valley, two figures, one large and one small, stopped, looking at the valley in front of them that exuded an ancient and deep atmosphere, and frowned in unison.
Chapter completed!