Even if Lu Zhuo is a lot weaker, he is not something that a cat or a dog can bully.

Not killing Jian Batian is just disgusted with dirty hands, abolishing Jian Batian's dantian with one kick, and abolishing Jian Batian's life's efforts, this is something more uncomfortable than killing him!

"I'm poof!" Jian Batian was kicked far away, and he didn't have a trace of strength in his body, let alone cultivation.

There were more than a dozen other disciples of the Cangtian Sect, and they all ran around the abolished Sword Batian at this moment, and said with a panicked face: "Young Sect Master, how do you feel?"

"I feel your uncle's!" Jian Batian noticed that his dantian couldn't feel a trace of strength, and he also knew that he was abolished, and he was immediately very panicked.

It's not like the ordinary, even if you are born in a rich and noble family, even if you don't know anything, the family will not abandon you, but in the Zhongzhou Mansion, if you don't have the talent for cultivation, I'm afraid you will be expelled from the sect directly.

What's more, today's Sword Batian not only has no cultivation talent, but has been directly abolished!

"Kill him for you!" After Jian Batian lost his cultivation, he hissed and pointed at Lu Zhuo and said, "Whoever kills him, I will go to the ancestor to recommend him to become an inner disciple!"

However, these disciples of Cangtianmen are only concerned about Sword Batian on the side, as for killing Lu Zhuo, who wouldn't dare!

The sword slave has the cultivation of a human immortal, and he was still killed with a sword when he was called 'waste'.

But even the elders of the inner sect in the Cangtian Sect may not have the cultivation of immortals, and now they use the quota of the inner disciples as a bargaining chip to tempt a group of people who are not even inner disciples?

Dream big about spring and autumn!

"You" Jian Batian's face was even more ugly at the moment, and he looked at the group of disciples of the Cangtian Sect around him with an angry look, and said viciously: "You are also a group of waste!"

When Jian Batian, whose face was ugly, wanted to say something, Qi Zixiao, who was standing in front of him in white clothes and Shengxue, said coldly: "You still don't want to go?"

The voice was cold and awe-inspiring, and the frightened Sword Batian didn't dare to say anything more, so he quickly turned his head and didn't dare to look again, and asked the disciples to send him away.

After watching the group of people from Cangtianmen leave, Qi Zixiao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ahem" and Lu Zhuo spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood.

In just two days, Lu Zhuo seemed to have vomited out all the blood of the past few months, and his internal injuries were somewhat serious.

Lu Zhuo waved his hand, refused Qi Zijiao, who was supported by him, and squatted down with a solemn expression.

Because at this moment, Lu Zhuo found that the blood stains he coughed up on the ground were rapidly dissolving at a speed visible to the naked eye, which could never be a normal dissolution speed.

"It's weird about the Far North. Lu Zhuo stretched out his hand and pulled out the ice on the ground in front of him, and there was not a trace of the blood where it flowed, and it all went underground.

"What's wrong?" Qi Zixiao walked over at this time, and asked in confusion in her beautiful eyes, "Is there anything wrong here?"

"There is a big problem. Lu Zhuo got up and walked out of the tent directly, and nodded: "I'm afraid there are some powerful beasts down here in the extreme north." ”

Speaking of this, Lu Zhuo stopped and asked, "Do you have any legends about this place?"

Lu Zhuo thought of the fierce beast Kunlun he had encountered when he was the chief instructor of the Dragon War Special Forces, Kunlun claimed to be an apocalyptic beast, and he also knew an emperor, and he had a feud with this emperor, but unfortunately Kunlun was not really a great emperor, and even because of years of suppression, it became extremely weak, and was killed by Lu Zhuo, who was not in the god realm.

Later, according to the description of Qi Zijiao and others, the ancestor of the Ice Clan had a friendship with an emperor, and the emperor that Kunlun said was likely to be the same as the Emperor who was friendly with the ancestor of the Ice Clan!

"Legends?" Qi Zixiao frowned, a strange look appeared on his originally cold face, and he said in a deep voice: "There are too many legends, because of our physical problems, many strong people are friendly with us, but if there is a strong person with good conduct, our situation can be better, if it is a strong person with bad conduct, once my ice clan was almost wiped out." ”

Qi Zixiao looked at Lu Zhuo with deep eyes when he said this, now Lu Zhuo can be regarded as the strongest, and he doesn't know how to behave.

"Huh. Lu Zhuo touched his nose and smiled: "I'm afraid that those strongest people suppressed some fierce beast under the extreme north." ”

This is a very dangerous scenario, and if the beast wakes up one day, no one knows what will happen.

"I'm afraid this beast is not good at stubble. Thinking of this, Lu Zhuo thought of an idea and said, "Are you willing to move to Jiangbei?" Otherwise, if this fierce beast suddenly wakes up, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it!"

What he said is indeed true, this thing under the extreme north, even Lu Zhuo's perception cannot be detected, there is only a general guess, the ice clan is very dangerous to survive on it!

Lu Zhuo's words also made Qi Zixiao think for a moment, but Qi Zixiao still refused: "The land of ancestors dare not abandon it." ”

For this, Lu Zhuo didn't force it, nodded and went back to recuperate, this time Lu Zhuo suffered some internal injuries.

As for the existence of Cangtianmen, several people didn't say anything more, but it was just a miscellaneous fish-like existence, and it was not worth paying attention to at all.

But what a few people didn't expect was that this group of miscellaneous fish was not afraid of death!

In the evening, the menacing Cangtianmen came up again!

This time, it was not only the Sword Batian who came, but also the head of the Cangtian Sect, the Sword Taixu!

Jian Batian is the most proud disciple of the head of the Cangtian Sect, Jian Taixu, who is a cultivator of the Divine Realm at a young age, but now he has been abolished by the natives and has lost his cultivation, how can Jian Taixu endure it?

"Waste! come out for me!" When Lu Zhuo closed his eyes in the tent, there was a loud shout from outside the door, and this time it was still the sword tyrant who took the lead.

After walking out of the camp, Lu Zhuo could see at first glance the sword overlord whose waist was a little straighter, although his cultivation was abolished, but his master was here at this moment!

"Rubbish!" Jian Batian glanced at Lu Zhuo, and said coldly: "You waste, dare to abolish my cultivation, now that my master is here, it is easy to take your life!"

Beside Jian Batian stood a thin old man with two swords on his back and fluttering white hair, the sword was too weak, and he looked like a fairy wind bone.

Jian Taixu glanced at Lu Zhuo, and said lightly: "You are the one who abolished my high-level apprentice cultivation?"

However, when Jian Taixu saw Lu Zhuo's young appearance, he was also shocked, this kind of talent is probably rare in the entire Zhongzhou, even if this sect master is a half-step earth immortal cultivator, he is also shocked.

"Waste, do you see it!" After hearing Jian Taixu's words, Jian Batian said very proudly: "My master is the head of the Zhongzhou Mansion Gate, and the existence of a word, you are doomed to die, little waste!"

However, just when the sword was triumphant, the sword was too void and did not use routines to play cards.

"I think you're very qualified. Jian Taixu didn't look at Jian Batian, but said to Lu Zhuo with a smile on his face: "If you are willing to come to my seat as a disciple, I will not blame you for the things you used to sit on!"

"Did you hear it, my master said no" Jian Batian's expression was extremely flamboyant, but when he said this, he felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly turned around and looked at Jian Taixu in shock, "Master, you want to take this waste as an apprentice?!"

These words made the sword tyrant Tiandeng break out in a cold sweat.

Syllable!

Jian Taixu slapped Jian Batian in the face of the questioning Jian Batian, and said disdainfully: "Don't you know who the waste is?

At this moment, Jian Batian is like a lightning strike! I want to talk about "The Return of Immortals: The Supreme of the City" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~