There are many people and horses in the Nine Shadows Cult, and there are countless people in the Nine Shadows Cult from a distance, and I don't know how many there are.

Luo Qiangsheng shouted angrily and said, "Someone is here again!"

At his shout, the red-eyed person also stopped.

They all stopped, just watching the men and horses of the Nine Shadows Cult come to the top of the mountain.

There are many, innumerable, maybe thousands, maybe only a few hundred.

I'm afraid! The cultivators present began to tremble!

What was the point of that battle just now?

Is a treasure that has already been taken away by someone else worth the desperate effort, is it worth piling up hundreds of human lives?

The obvious answer is that it's not worth it, it's not worth it at all.

Didn't Lu Zhou know that the people of the Nine Shadows Cult would come?

Of course he knows, but what's the use of knowing?

Loose cultivation has long been fanatical, and the husband is not guilty, but he is guilty.

The treasure is on Lu Zhou, and they have to rely on their lives to pile it up to snatch it.

Everyone came up to the mountain to grab the treasure, but the treasure was obtained by Lu Zhou, so what should I do?

You can't go home empty-handed!

So grab it!

Grab hard, grab hard!

In the end, the blood flowed like a river, the vitality was greatly damaged, and someone else made a wedding dress.

Don't they know that there is also a sect on the mountain called Jiuyou?

The world calls it the Nine Shadows Cult, but the Nine Shadows Sect calls themselves the Nine Shadows Holy Sect.

There is no right or wrong, only positions.

The two have different positions, so the views are naturally different.

The people of the Nine Shadows Cult are here! The meaningless fight just now was a real appetizer before going to the main table, but it was just a piece of fun!

The Nine Shadows Cult will inevitably come, but Lu Zhou has no choice.

The only way to blame is that they came too slowly, or ......

Lu Zhou squinted, looked at the masked monster, and said in his heart: "You are here to reap the benefits of the fisherman." ”

A third party appeared on the top of the mountain, and the previous two centaurs began to panic.

Xiao Xiong's hand holding the single knife trembled slightly, and there was a slight anxiety written on the red face of the red clouds.

How about this?

They have heard of the notoriety of the Nine Shadows Cult, they are all a group of demons who kill people without blinking an eye, eat people without spitting out bones, and when they meet them, the ending is generally not very good.

So what should I do?

What can I do?

All the people and horses are all in place, and there are not thousands of people in the Nine Shadows Cult, but there are only a few hundred, but the cultivation they exude is indeed several times that of these scattered cultivators.

If you really fight hard, there is no benefit to be gained from casual cultivation.

The Rashomon disciples stood behind the Holy Aunt one after another, they were also seriously injured, losing half of the people, and the rest of the people were haggard, they had just experienced a life-and-death battle, and they were already lucky to be alive, and they were also the elite of the elite.

Those scattered cultivators had expressionless faces and lost expressions.

They began to be confused, but now the situation has become an uncontrollable mess, and they have to take one step at a time.

The three parties stand firm, there is no three-legged situation, only one strong and two weak.

Sitting on the fisherman, he is scheming the trick he is best at playing.

Kill! Kill with all your might! Kill with pleasure!

I'll just watch quietly from a distance, don't let me down!

Qingluan Dharma Protector wore a mask and slowly walked out in a cyan robe.

He was at the front of the Nine Shadows Cult team, looked at Lu Zhou and said with a smile, "Long time no see!"

This is a laughing word, and although the face is covered by a mask, the emotions expressed cannot be hidden.

Lu Zhou has no accidents, and everything can't be played according to common sense.

Lu Zhou also replied with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time! Actually, it hasn't been long, but it's only a few days." ”

It only took a few days from the land boat to the top of the mountain today.

He fell off the cliff to recuperate from his injuries and practiced divine skills, spent a few days, and stayed in Shenggu Cottage for another day.

It's not even a week yet.

But don't be three days, and you should be impressed.

Today's Lu Zhou is no longer the Wuxia Ameng of the day, he may not have been the opponent of Qingluan Protector before, but now he may not be able to say.

No matter how strong you are as a protector of the Dharma, is it stronger than Lu Zhou, who has been baptized by the inheritance of historical relics? Is it stronger than the chosen son?

It's just a remnant of a cult and a chaotic party, and does it still want to be higher than the sky?

Qingluan Protector laughed loudly, and the laughter was exposed, but he couldn't see whether it was a real smile or a fake smile under his mask.

"It's been so long, I don't know if your cultivation has improved?hahaha, I suffered a great shame that day, and even the Feilian Dharma Protector was planted in your hands, so today I am here to ......"

"Revenge, do you want to be ashamed?" Lu Zhou hugged his chest and took the words that Qingluan Protector had not finished speaking.

Aren't you here for revenge? Why are you talking so much nonsense?

Revenge is ridiculous, but it is nothing more than a shady deed under the guise of revenge.

Lu Zhou's words were full of ridicule, and the mere Qingluan Dharma protector was not enough to make him afraid.

Qingluan Dharma Protector laughed again, his body trembling.

Lu Zhou wanted to rush up and take off that mask, it was too ugly!

But he held back his curiosity!

When the time comes, it will be the same, so why care about this moment and a half.

However, Lu Zhou's gaze was not only the mask on Qingluan's face, he also cared about what was in this huge coffin?

Such a big coffin doesn't just hold one person!

There must be a lot of mystery in it.

Lu Zhou was not only curious about the mask of the Qingluan Dharma Protector, he was also curious about why the sect leader of the Nine Shadows Cult hadn't shown up yet.

Curiosity is curiosity, Lu Zhou doesn't know, so he can only wait and see.

I only heard Qingluan's protector smile and said: "I not only want revenge, but also the treasures in the monuments, if you take the initiative to hand over the treasures to me, maybe I don't care about the villain, and it's not too late to let you go." ”

Lu Zhou's eyes blinked and asked, "Really?

With a bit of real acting, Qingluan Protector actually believed it.

He thought Lu Zhou was scared!

Qingluan Protector laughed again: "This Dharma Protector is true, everyone present is a witness, as long as you hand over the treasure, you can all go, otherwise ......"

He reached out and wiped it around his neck in a head-killing motion.

If you resist, you will only die.

Do you want to die? Of course you don't want to die?

Is there a way not to die?

Of course there is, and that is to kill the person who wants to kill himself.

This was really arrogant, but Lu Zhou didn't show any irritability.

At this time, you must not receive the words of the enemy.

Xiao Xiong was the first to hear it in the loose cultivation, he held the single knife, walked out of the formation, and shouted: "You want a treasure? Then I want to see if you can survive the long knife in my hand." ”

As soon as the words fell, the top of the mountain was instantly quiet and did not happen.

This is the prelude to a showdown of masters!

Suddenly, a long empty sleeve struck at Xiao Xiong.

With a strong internal force in his sleeve, if he is hit, the injury will definitely not be light.

Think about the two brothers of Wu Dawu, who were killed by this sleeve wind, and they were miserable.