Super Comic System

"Hey! Qiu Zhenhui, why are you here?" Xiao Zimo smiled.

boom!

But to his surprise, Qiu Zhenhui punched him angrily and hit him in the face.

"You...what the hell is going on with you!" Xiao Zimo covered his face and roared at Qiu Zhenhui.

"You really make me angry like this!" Qiu Zhenhui pressed his fingers, making a clicking sound.

"Hey! What's the matter with you! Why are you losing your temper for no reason!" Even Xiao Zimo didn't know why Qiu Zhenhui lost his temper.

"Have you ever thought about Xiaoxue's feelings like this!" Qiu Zhenhui roared towards Xiao Zimo.

"I just accompanied Yan Mo to visit her mother's grave. What happened again!" Xiao Zimo said, covering his face.

"Hehe... Grave sweeper! Well said! Grave sweeper! His mother's grave!" Qiu Zhenhui sneered and roared at Xiao Zimo.

"You are enough! Qiu Zhenhui, don't think that I dare not hit you, no matter how much you hate Yan Mo, you must have the minimum respect for her family!" Xiao Zimo roared.

"Hehe...Yan Mo, Xiao Zimo, I'll tell you, that woman is no longer the Yan Mo you know, she's from Tianxiao Pavilion!" After speaking, Qiu Zhenhui pointed to Yan Mo and said.

"Tianxiao Pavilion... Hehe, Qiu Zhenhui, you have to limit your lying! How could Yan Mo be from Tianxiao Pavilion?" If Yan Mo hadn't been injured just now, how much could Xiao Zimo believe Qiu Zhenhui's words? However, just after Yan Mo was injured, when he was treating her, Xiao Zimo didn't notice any, even the slightest breath of a cultivator from her body.

"I don't care if you believe it or not, anyway, Yan Mo is from Tianxiao Pavilion!" Realizing that Xiao Zimo didn't believe his words at all, Qiu Zhenhui could only shrug his shoulders and say.

"Qiu Zhenhui, what's going on with you today! If you're here to go crazy, I'm sorry, you're not welcome here!" Xiao Zimo rubbed his face, which still had bruises left, looking at Qiu Zhenhui coldly. Said loudly.

"Heh... What a madman, Xiao Zimo, today I, Qiu Zhenhui, officially challenge you! Do you dare to accept it!"

Clang!

As he said that, the Qingxiao sword appeared in Qiu Zhenhui's hand.

The blade is unsheathed!

The tip of the sword pointed at Xiao Zimo, and the silver-white sword exuded bursts of biting cold light.

"What the hell are you going crazy for today!" Xiao Zimo yelled at Qiu Zhenhui.

"Yes! I'm crazy. If you want to wake me up, you have to fight!" Qiu Zhenhui showed a bloodthirsty smile on his face.

"That's good! I'll let you go to the other side of the river, so as not to hurt the innocent." Xiao Zimo pointed to the open space on the other side of the river and said coldly.

"Let's go!"

Whoosh!

After finishing speaking, Qiu Zhenhui jumped to the top of the stream, just in time for a withered yellow leaf to float over slowly.

drop!

With a light tap on the leaf, he jumped directly to the other side of the river, and looked sideways at Xiao Zimo.

"You go over there first, so as not to hurt you." Xiao Zimo patted Yan Mo's shoulder and said.

"What's the matter with you two, you were fine yesterday, why now... why do you look like enemies, is it because of me, if so, then I'm sorry, it's all because of me..." Yan Mo's eyes flickered With tears in his eyes, he said in a trembling voice.

"No...it's not because of you, it's just that guy has convulsions today, he's always been like this, his head is good and bad, don't worry, just hit him and let his head go smoothly After finishing speaking, Xiao Zimo jumped to the other side of the river and confronted Qiu Zhenhui.

Clang!

Guiku appeared in his hand, the blade was unsheathed, and the tip of the knife pointed at Qiu Zhenhui's neck.

"I don't know what you're going crazy with today. Anyway, if you want to fight, I'll accompany you at any time." Xiao Zimo stared into Qiu Zhenhui's eyes and said coldly.

"Then I want to see how far you have improved your strength since that day."

hum!

As he said that, the Qingxiao Sword in Qiu Zhenhui's hand trembled non-stop.

"Look, my buddy is already very hungry, so... Please show all your strength and don't let me down." Qiu Zhenhui touched the blade of Qing Xiaojian and said lightly.

hum!

"My buddy seems to be hungry and thirsty too, so... I will try my best to beat you to pieces..." Xiao Zimo also touched the blade of Guikui, and the fighting spirit on his body exploded come out.

Whoosh!

"pick!"

Qiu Zhenhui's pupils dilated, and the Qingxiao sword in his hand pierced Xiao Zimo's neck at a tricky angle.

"Strength increased by 40 times!"

"block!"

Clang!

Xiao Zimo held the Guiwai in his hand across the front of his neck, blocking Qiu Zhenhui's attack.

Hey!

The friction between the knife and the sword produced lightning bolts, and gusts of strong wind kept rising from under their feet and spreading continuously.

thump! thump! thump! thump! thump!

The fish in the stream seemed to feel a strong force, they kept jumping out of the water and swaying in the air.

"Fire sword!" Groups of flames wrapped around Guikui's knife, which was extremely dazzling under the illumination of the eight suns.

"Dark Night White Rainbow!"

Qiu Zhenhui held the Qingxiao sword in his hand, and held a sword flower in front of him, and a dark red mask appeared around his body.

boom!

The flames collided with the mask, rubbing out traces of flames, the ground under their feet cracked faintly, and dust flew everywhere.

"crimson!"

boom!

The flames soared into the sky, dyeing the Ghost Cry in Xiao Zimo's hand red.

He turned around on the spot, and slammed down towards Qiu Zhenhui with an impact.

Fortunately, Xiao Zimo proposed to fight on the other side of the river. Otherwise, if the fire touched the leaves, the entire forest would be burned to death.

"Chi slander and draw the sword Bai Minling, looking back, the sword falls in all directions!"

"All around the world!"

boom!

The blade of Qingxiao Sword in Qiu Zhenhui's hand suddenly burst into a golden aura.

Ow!

A dragon's chant is indistinct, as if it came from the nine heavens, penetrating people's souls.

boom!

As Qiu Zhenhui inserted the Qingxiao sword into the ground, the ground under his feet burst apart in an instant, making one feel as if he had arrived at the scene of a disaster.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

Waves of golden gas mixed with bursts of destructive terror gradually swept over Xiao Zimo.

"Miaomiao's way of sword is different from the earth, and both of them weep when they are intoxicated in Tiangong."

Xiao Zimo raised the Ghost Cry in his hand, and pointed the tip of the knife straight at the sky. The flame wrapped around the knife had long since disappeared, replaced by a stream of purple gas.