Chapter 96 Water Has No Constant Shape, Techniques Have No Fixed Form (Please Subscribe)

"Zhou..."

"Yin Soul Sword" Xiao Changhe apparently recognized Zhou Ping'an's identity as well.

The light of his sword swiftly jabbed, accompanied by ghostly wails.

A stench assaulted the face.

It was suffocating.

Qingyang City was too small, and there were only a few real experts...

Zhou Ping'an was radiant, his vital energy vast and boundless, and moreover, he had cultivated his sect's heritage technique "Ghostly Shadows Step" to the realm of "Shadowless Under the Sun." Even if Xiao Changhe were blind and deaf, he would not mistake his identity at this moment.

"Where do you think you're going? Eat my spear."

Zhou Ping'an's voice was even louder, his roar resonated throughout the County Warden's Mansion.

The air itself rippled with waves.

One could imagine just how powerful his voice was at that moment.

It forcibly suppressed the voice of Xiao Changhe calling out his name.

At the same time.