The people of Tianzun were dumbfounded, the people of the Luoyang family were also dumbfounded, and even Xiao Siwu was dumbfounded.

But it was only for a moment. Soon, by the time everyone reacted, the street was already quiet, deathly quiet, except for the sound of wind, the sound of falling snow, and the man's laughter.

Su Qing's laughter.

"What? Don't you even recognize me?"

"Recognize, recognize!"

A Luoyang family leader stammered.

Su Qing glanced at her and said softly: "Then tell me, who am I? What is my name? Say it louder!"

That man, who was over fifty years old and could be considered a prominent figure in the world, was so anxious that he was sweating all over his head and said in a hoarse voice: "You are the chief dragon of the Qinglong Society..."

"The Great Dragon Head of the Blue Dragon Society, haha!"

Su Qing smiled.

"Then you still won't kneel down!"

It was not Su Qing who said this, but Xiao Siwu.

Xiao Siwu's eyes shone brightly and he also laughed.

"Let's see the big dragon head!"

Behind him, a group of disciples from martial arts families first looked at each other and then fell to the ground.

"Are you the one who knows everything? Are you the chief dragon of the Blue Dragon Society?"

The leader Tianzun's pupils shrank, but he immediately sneered, his eyes crazy. "So what, he is just an old and immortal thing. If you hide calmly and honestly, that's all. But you dare to come out to seek death. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead.

, I will let you die here today and destroy your martial arts myth!"

Su Qing said with a half-smile:

"boast!"

His gaze turned aside and fell on the remnant of the demon sect. His eyes were strange, but they hid murderous intent.

"I said back then that any demon sect that dared to covet the Central Plains would be killed. I didn't expect that after so many years, you still dare to take the idea of ​​the Central Plains martial arts, and collude with this Tianzun. You really don't know whether to live or die!"

Almost at the same time.

In the snowy night, on both sides of the street, silhouettes of people suddenly flashed, and silhouettes rushed out, surrounding the Tianzun Sect members. The eaves, roofs, shadows, and lanes were all filled with people, people from the Qinglong Society.

Su Qing waved his hand.

With his wave of his hand, it was originally a chaotic and disorderly sudden snow, but it immediately spun around like a wild dragon or like a huge snow wave, crushing towards Tian Zun and the others, bringing with it the coldness that annihilated all vitality.

On the street, a layer of ice shell was visible to the naked eye. It stretched straight and saw those Tianzun people. Under their feet, the cold air spread, their Qi and blood condensed, and their eyebrows were frosted. In the blink of an eye, they were vomiting white air from the mouth and were so cold.

Shivering.

"Kill them all!"

Su Qing said lightly, but his eyes were looking at the demon sect's remnant, whose eyes changed drastically, and flew up, trying to escape. This person's skills were not weak, and he had been immersed in palm skills for many years, which made him feel surprised.

When the Demon Sect advanced eastward, many masters died in battle. Only Bai Xiaolou's family members led the remnants to escape to the Central Plains. Who else would have such great ambitions...

Seeing this man raising his hands to push back several Qinglonghui disciples, climbing up to the roof, and rushing towards the distance, Su Qing raised his eyebrows, shook his sleeves, took a step forward, and melted into the snow like a wisp of blue smoke.

curtain, and followed him leisurely.

Behind him were screams and blood.

The two of them ran and chased each other, but Su Qing didn't show up, but quietly followed this person until they reached the deserted suburbs outside the city.

From a distance, I saw a person standing in the snow curtain with his hands behind his back, as if waiting quietly. This person was dressed in white and wore a mask on his face. What was even more surprising was that the mask turned out to be the Great Dragon of the Blue Dragon Society.

Mask of the head.

"How are things going?"

The soft words fell to the ground.

The man in black who had been fleeing hurriedly rushed forward and knelt down on one knee, saying in a panic: "Reporting to the Holy Lord, things have changed. That Su Qing reappeared in the world, and my subordinates fought to their death to escape!"

The wind and snow seemed to have calmed down.

The man in white was silent for a long time, and finally sighed: "What a pity, it's just one step away!"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to pat the shoulder of the man on the ground. But as soon as his palm fell, blood mist shot up all over the man's body, and his whole body shriveled up quickly. The powerful and burly body was suddenly breathless after a few breaths.

He was reduced to skin and bones, and all his essence, flesh and blood, as well as his internal strength, were gone.

Screams started.

"Holy Lord, my subordinates are very loyal to you...ah..."

But the voice quickly became weak, and the time it took to start and finish the words had stopped abruptly with the death of life. The man in white stretched out his hand again, and there was only a pile of clothes left on the snow.

"Desperate to escape? If it's really that person, you won't be able to escape even if you die a thousand or ten thousand times. You idiot, you dare to lure someone here!"

The man in white wiped his hands slowly and said immediately: "Since you are here, why not show up!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, interesting, so interesting!"

The green shadow flashed, and Su Qing emerged from the snow. He looked at the way the man died on the ground, then looked at the mask on the face of the man in white, and said with surprise: "Can you tell me who you are?

?”

"Haha, it seems that it has been so long that you don't even remember me!" The man in white smiled.

Although he was smiling, there was no hint of laughter in his tone.

Su Qing smiled and said: "Sorry, I have met too many people and forgotten too many."

"Yes, it's too long!"

The man in white nodded, his hands behind his back hanging lightly to his sides.

"However, I believe there is one person you must remember, Bai Yujing!"

When Su Qing heard this name that he had almost forgotten, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, and then opened them again, with a flash of light in his eyes. "I see, I mean, of course I remember this name!"

Then, he said "oh" softly.

"I remember, he seemed to have a mysterious boy with him back then!"

The man in white's eyes lit up, and a chuckle burst out from under his mask. "Do you remember him because you took away everything from him?"

Su Qing looked up and down at the person in front of him with great interest. "Maybe, I remember him because he was once my opponent. Why, you want to be my opponent too?"

The laughter in the man in white's mouth gradually grew louder, with a strange kind of madness and hysteria. He answered the question unintentionally: "Hahaha, I thought you had died of old age somewhere in the world. I didn't expect that you actually

It’s great to be alive!”

The pupils of his eyes trembled.

"In the past decades, I have been training hard and have done everything I can. I am always thinking about fighting you. I want to try to see if I can do what he failed to do. Unfortunately, he died in Li Xunhuan

In his hands, the unfinished battle of the past is over, why not let me take his place and defeat you, this martial arts legend!"

As he spoke, he suddenly laughed again, as if he had returned to his calm demeanor, gradually overlapping with the Bai Yujing in Su Qing's memory.

Su Qing asked: "Are you his disciple?"

The man in white shook his head.

"I'm just the same person as him!"

"You can call me Gong Ziyu!"

Upon hearing this name, the look in Su Qing's eyes changed slightly, and her hands in her sleeves gently spread out.

He half-closed his eyes and looked up at the top of the person in front of him. He saw that the falling wind and snow were actually going upstream little by little, and kept flying upwards. The scene was horrifying, with the wind and snow like beads on the curtain.

Roll, three feet, five feet, ten feet, twenty feet. The previously vast and heavy snow was now forced out by the powerful energy of the person in front of me twenty or thirty feet away, rolling like waves and hanging upside down in the night sky like a vast white waterfall.
Chapter completed!