Go through with a plug-in

Chapter 297
Do not!
Almost instantly, Wen Tao realized that it was absolutely impossible for Zhou Tianzi to have such forbearance, otherwise it would not be Lu Qianzhong but Zhou Tianzi who was behind the scenes.

and so……

Wen Tao let out a low growl, flipped his right wrist, and Frostmourne burst out of the air, appearing in Wen Tao's right hand, holding the sword in one hand, and with a flick of the sword, a sharp sword energy suddenly shot towards Zhou Tianzi.

Damn!

Zhou Tianzi let out a low growl in annoyance, and quickly dodged to avoid Wen Tao's sudden sword strike. Like a kite, he flipped several times in the air and stepped back three steps before he stood still.

The corners of Wen Tao's mouth turned up, revealing a confident smile. As expected, Zhou Tianzi's target was still Yu Wen Xiaoran, and the zhenqi coming towards him was nothing more than his strategy of bluffing.

Wen Tao looked at Zhou Tianzi, whose face was cloudy and uncertain, and a blaze flashed in his eyes. This was the first time he had confronted someone of the same level after he shattered the void.

Tianzi Zhou could naturally feel Wen Tao's fighting spirit, and he had a vague premonition in his heart. From Wen Tao, he felt the same aura as another person. That person defeated him with only ten moves. No news, decades of hard training, Zhou Tianzi wanted revenge but couldn't find anyone.

But now, the fighting spirit shown from Wen Tao made him unconsciously think of the person who defeated him decades ago and left him with only an invincible back... Nie Kuangdi!

"Wen Tao!" Zhou Tianzi shouted angrily, his legs sank, and an invisible true energy spread from Zhou Tianzi's body, sweeping away like a wave. Suddenly, white snow fell in the forest, thick fog rolled, and there were birch trees from time to time. It was like the creaking sound of being broken by someone's palm.

"Stand back." Wen Tao stared at Zhou Tianzi in the thick fog. The thick white snow and thick smoke did not block Wen Tao's sight, but aroused his warlike heart.

What Yao Qinglian wanted to say was interrupted by Yuwen Xiaoran, who shook her head slightly, signaling Yao Qinglian to go with her.

Yao Qinglian frowned, and looked back at Wen Tao worriedly. She knew that a battle at this level was beyond her imagination, and even Yu Wen Xiaoran had to stay away. She was just worried about Wen Tao.

"Don't worry about Wen Tao. If he didn't want to die, Emperor Zhou might not be able to kill him." Yu Wen Xiaoran looked at Yao Qinglian's worried face and comforted him.

Yao Qinglian listened to Yuwen Xiaoran's words, and the heart hanging in her throat finally fell. It was only the first time she met Wen Tao, but she felt that the two had known each other for decades, thinking about Wen Tao's every move. With one movement, Yao Qinglian seemed to have knocked over a honey pot.

"Zhou Tianzi, you killed Zhongliang, today this forest is where you will be buried." Wen Tao didn't show any bluff, only his black hair was unmoving, but Yao Qinglian felt very domineering, compared with Zhou Tianzi who was hiding in the white snow , Wen Tao is like Yangchun Baixue.

"Hmph, you're not ashamed of your big words." Zhou Tianzi sneered, and in the middle of the snow and fog, a ray of purple light rose into the sky, reaching hundreds of feet into the sky, and there seemed to be the sound of dragons singing and tigers roaring, shaking the whole forest like the ground and mountains. It's been a long time.

"Stop talking nonsense." Wen Tao's expression was serious, and the silver light of Frostmourne flashed in his hand, and thousands of sword qi shot towards the snow mist.

Boom boom boom!
The sword energy was like a turbulent wave, rolling up the snow and mist one after another, forming a huge white vortex.

In the middle of the vortex, there was a continuous and huge rumbling sound, which was the sound of countless trees being cut off by the sword energy and colliding with each other.

Yuwen Xiaoran and the others, who were fifty feet away, held their breath and stared wide-eyed towards the white snow, but all they saw was a vast expanse of paleness, without any shadows flashing.

It would be fine if only Luo Nian and Yao Qinglian couldn't see it, but even Yu Wen Xiaoran couldn't see through the whiteness, frowning, his face full of annoyance.

Zhou Tianzi, who was in the snow and mist, was not affected at all. He grabbed it with his backhand, and a ball of snowball appeared in his hand.

The snowball is integrated with the surrounding white snow, if you don't look carefully, it is difficult to find the existence of the snowball.

But Wen Tao, who was in the snow mist, was not affected by these in the slightest. He could detect the existence of the snowball only by the slight sound of breaking through the air. Frostmourne trembled slightly, and countless sword qi cut the snowball straight.

Feeling the increasingly dexterous Frostmourne in his hands, Wen Tao felt confident.

Frostmourne possessed by the system can no longer simply be called a sword, it is more like a person, as if the system and itself are working hand in hand to fight against the enemy.

In the thick snow and fog, countless sword qi and true qi intertwined back and forth, and accompanied by the endless "chi chi", the entire forest, visible to the naked eye, seemed to have been ravaged by a hurricane, and there was no complete place .

The three of Yuwen Xiaoran have retreated from the initial fifty feet, to one hundred feet, and then to the current two hundred feet.

Every time they retreated, the shock in the eyes of the three people became more and more shocking. Now the three of them almost opened their mouths and eyes wide, staring at the forest like a natural disaster.

Almost at the same time, two figures flashed out from the thick snow fog, separated by tens of feet, looking at each other from a distance.

And the vast snow mist, after the two of them dispersed at the same time, was like green smoke in the wind, but it disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Suddenly, Yuwen Xiaoran's eyes shrank suddenly, a trace of worry flashed between his brows and eyes, he opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word for a long while.

"Uncle Yuwen, what's wrong? Is Wentao injured?" Yao Qinglian asked anxiously, and the flash of sadness in Yuwen Xiaoran's eyes did not hide from her.

Yuwen Xiaoran nodded lightly, then shook his head again, leaving Yao Qinglian confused.

"Wen Tao is injured, and Emperor Zhou is also injured." Yuwen Xiaoran said after a while, the worry in his eyes eased a little.

"Then which of the two of them lost?" Yao Qinglian asked with a frown. If she hadn't been afraid that her rash actions would distract Wen Tao, she would have rushed in early in the morning to join forces with Wen Tao.

Yuwen Xiaoran shook his head slowly, and said: "Neither of them lost, this little injury is just a trial for them."

"Testing?" Luo Nian couldn't help being speechless, and said, "Hey, these two people can cause such a big commotion just by testing it out. If they fight seriously, what kind of scene will it be?" Luo Nian said, He couldn't help but licked his dry lips, and he actually looked forward to it.

"The sky is falling apart," Yuwen said softly, staring into the distance.

Yao Qinglian gave the two of them an angry look, but she had no choice but to pray for Wen Tao in her heart.

"If you are alive, I am willing to marry you." A trace of determination flashed in Yao Qinglian's eyes.

(End of this chapter)