The empty sleeve hit, Xiao Xiong resisted with a single knife and blocked the empty sleeve.

Both of them are masters, and every move is exciting.

Empty sleeve long-range attack, Xiao Xiong with the fierceness of a single knife, actually cut off the empty sleeve.

The power of the broken empty sleeve is not as good as before, Qingluan Protector pulled back the empty sleeve, and laughed: "What a powerful knife technique!"

Xiao Xiong snorted coldly: "Just because you still want to take away the treasure, it's just a fool's dream!"

Qingluan Dharma Protector laughed and said, "What? Can't I take the treasure? The treasure is not yours, why can't I take it? Aren't you just robbing the treasure?"

As he spoke, he looked at the corpses that were all over the ground and motioned for Xiao Xiong to look.

The corpses were piled up and the blood was pouring down.

Yes, there was a pointless bloody battle just now, with hundreds of dead and wounded, but nothing was gained.

The treasure was still in Lu Zhou's hands, safe and sound, and was not affected at all.

What is a treasure?

No one knows what the treasure is, but they know that when Lu Zhou came out of the ancient ruins, he must have made a lot of money.

The loose cultivators are not reconciled, they want to rob.

But I didn't know that this treasure was the lifelong skill of the virtual old man, and the skill had been passed on to Lu Zhou, which could no longer be taken out.

And then there is the sword spectrum of the infinitely powerful Kunlun Thirteen Swords.

The sword spectrum is imprinted in Lu Zhou's mind, if he wants it to appear, it is just a matter of Lu Zhou moving his fingers and using his brain.

But was it necessary for him to do so?

No, this superb swordsmanship, why share it with a second person.

If the wicked practice peerless swordsmanship and killing people invisibly, then what should be done?

From now on, the world has been ruined, what a sin!

The treasure can't be handed over no matter what, it has been fused into Lu Zhou's life.

Xiao Xiong said coldly: "That's a matter between us, it has nothing to do with you! If you know each other, leave now, otherwise don't blame the long knife in my hand for not recognizing people." ”

Qingluan Protector was not intimidated by Xiao Xiong at all, his purpose here was to wipe everyone out and take back the treasures in the ancient monuments to the Nine Shadows Cult.

It's a fisherman coming to collect the nets!

The "little fish" in front of him even sang the opposite tune.

Qingluan Dharma Protector laughed again, laughing even louder.

Sonic power is activated!

The scattered cultivators who were a little weaker in the field covered their ears and looked uncomfortable.

Even some seriously injured cultivators or Rashomon disciples directly bled from the seven orifices and died instantly.

This is a murderous voice, even more terrifying than Luo Johnson.

Laughter is indeed a weapon to kill.

Xiao Xiong's skills are strong, how can he be disturbed by Qingluan's sonic power.

I only heard him shout angrily, holding the knife in both hands, and jumped up and slashed towards the Qingluan Protector.

Faced with the machete fell, Qingluan Protector did not move.

The mandrill protector beside him drew his saber and rushed forward, resisting Xiao Xiong's attack.

I only heard him laugh and say, "Scarface, let me meet you!"

Xiao Xiong said angrily: "Then you will die!"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Xiong took advantage of his height and strength to continuously slash at the shoulder of the mandrill protector several times.

The mandrill protector is also tall and big, although he is a little shorter than Xiao Xiong, but he is still much taller than ordinary people.

However, the mandrill protector is thin and weak, not as burly as Xiao Xiong, and his strength is obviously not enough to compete with it.

Sure enough, the mandrill protector was forced to retreat, and could only defend with a saber.

Xiao Xiong saw that he had the upper point, and sneered: "Just this ability, the tiger in the mountain is called the king, watch me cut off your head and feed it to the dog." ”

Although he is currently at a disadvantage, the Mandrill Protector is not arrogant or impatient, calm and relaxed, and does not feel overstretched.

This is a deliberate temptation!

As soon as you fight, you won't use a trick at the beginning.

Seeing the mandrill protector retreating frequently, Qingluan's protector was so relieved that he couldn't see the two of them, but he just locked his eyes on Lu Zhou's body.

Let's get the treasure in our hands first, if you want to kill all these scattered cultivators, you still need to wait for the sect leader to arrive.

The Sect Master, the mysterious big man, is finally going to play.

Suddenly, Lu Zhou seemed to hear someone shouting in the distance.

The sound grew clearer from far to near.

"Why is this voice so familiar?" Lu Zhou said in his heart.

Looking at the sound source, I saw a person who was quickly climbing to the top, and that person Lu Zhou knew, it turned out to be Hu Yizhi, who he was looking for.

Listening to Shenggu's speculation, Liu Ruyi and they were rescued by the Thousand-Faced Poison King, they must be together.

As long as you find Hu Yizhi, you can see the Thousand-Faced Poison King, but when Lu Zhou saw Hu Yizhi, his heart beat abnormally.

Hu Yizhi had no one around him, only him.

And Lu Zhou could clearly see that all the five fingers of Hu Yizhi's right hand had been cut off, with neat gaps, and they were obviously cut off by a sharp blade.

I haven't seen it for a few days, and it turns out that things are wrong.

Hu Yizhi quickly ran towards Lu Zhou, waved his hands, and shouted in his mouth: "Kill all the people of the Nine Shadows Cult, they are crazy demons." ”

Looking at Hu Yizhi, Qingluan Protector just sneered: "I didn't expect your kid to be alive, it seems that I was not ruthless enough that day!"

Hu Yizhi and Lu Zhou stood side by side, stretched out his left hand and pointed at Qingluan Protector and scolded: "You Nine Shadows Cult is simply a beast, you sent it to the door today, just to kill all of you." ”

Qingluan Protector laughed and said, "What? Is it just you, a bastard who doesn't know the height of the sky?"

Hu Yizhi didn't reply, but turned to Lu Zhou and said to him, "Brother Lu, your friends are all in the Nine Shadows Cult. ”

Lu Zhou was shocked, now that Liu Ruyi was in the hands of the Nine Shadows Cult with their lives, if it was a halfway threat, what would happen?

Hu Yizhi saw Lu Zhou's expression and knew that the latter cared about his comrades-in-arms, so he continued: "That day, I and the Thousand-Faced Poison King rescued your friends from that group of archers, but we met the people of the Nine Shadows Cult later. ”

As he spoke, his gaze swept towards the Rashomon disciple behind the Holy Aunt.

Lu Zhou coughed lightly and said, "Thank you Brother Hu for providing information, I will definitely rescue my friend." The Thousand-Faced Poison King is also in the hands of the Nine Shadows Cult!"

Hu Yizhi nodded, looked at the remaining hundreds of scattered cultivators on the top of the mountain, and said, "There are many of us, and we will destroy these remnants of the Nine Shadows in one fell swoop!"

Looking at Hu Yizhi's passionate expression, Lu Zhou smiled bitterly.

Hu Yizhi didn't know what had happened before the Nine Shadows Cult had come here.

That's a tragedy, it's dark.

The sudden appearance of Hu Yi's finger made the scattered cultivators present all surprised, and they didn't know what was going to happen next?

Xiao Xiong and the Mandrill Protector are still fighting, and the two of them have equal skills, but they haven't even decided the winner.

In fact, if it weren't for Xiao Xiong's sword being cut off by Lu Zhou's "Sword Cold", with his ruthlessness in making the double swords, it would not be so troublesome to kill the mandrill protector.