As soon as the words fell, Changhong escaped, and the three of them revealed their figures.

The people who came were the two elders of Liu Qing and Aolai Sect.

"What's the matter with me for so long?"

Lu Xiao said lightly.

"Give less to Ben and less garlic. ”

Liu Qing said coldly: "Hand over the fragment, Ben Shao will spare your life, otherwise, don't blame our subordinates for being ruthless." ”

"I'll give you a chance, and leave now before I can kill you. ”

Lu Xiao looked cold and said.

At the auction before, Liu Qing opposed him three times and twice.

At that time, Lu Xiao had already become murderous.

Unexpectedly, after this black fragment was photographed by himself, this Liu Qing actually wanted to take advantage of it.

"It seems that you are going to insist on death. ”

Liu Qing said coldly: "Two elders, kill him!"

"Yes, Young Sect Master!"

Among them, the old man named Elder Xuan nodded, raised his foot, and instantly flew in front of Lu Xiao, and with a flip of his wrist, a black-brown brush suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Show your weapons. ”

Elder Xuan said coldly.

"You don't need to show your weapons to deal with you. ”

Lu Xiao said lightly.

"I don't know what is alive or dead. ”

Elder Xuan snorted coldly, and with a turn of the brush in his hand, Elder Xuan raised his hand and waved, leaving a heavy ink in the air.

"Ink Surge!"

The next moment, the heavy ink burst out in an instant, rising in the wind, turning into a wave of black ink, sweeping towards Lu Xiao.

"Hmph. ”

Facing the surging tide of ink, Lu Xiao looked cold and raised his hand.

An indescribable fluctuation suddenly rose.

The entire mountain was lit up with a burst of white light.

"Boom!"

A roar lingered in the mountains.

Under the roar, the tide of ink surge, as if it was cut open by a knife, instantly turned into two halves, and surged towards both sides.

And the sword light did not stop, and roared towards Elder Xuan.

Seeing the sword light coming, Elder Xuan's face changed suddenly, he raised his hand and slammed it, and then waved his long pen.

"Ink stand-in!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword light instantly engulfed it.

However, the moment he came into contact with the sword light, Elder Xuan's body turned into a pool of thick ink like a wax figure melting.

The sword light roared past, slashing at the mountain wall behind him.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

The mountain wall collapsed suddenly, and the incision in it was extremely smooth.

Quiet.

Deathly quiet.

Liu Qing looked at Lu Xiao, and his originally playful smile instantly froze.

A look of horror gradually rose in his eyes.

And the next moment, Elder Xuan appeared beside Liu Qing and the others.

He looked at Lu Xiao with a look of jealousy in his eyes.

"Elder Hades, the strength of this son is far beyond my imagination, please join me in killing this person!"

His whole body was boiling, and he said in a deep voice.

"Good!"

Elder Hades nodded, and with a wave of his long sleeves, an extremely peculiar short sword appeared in his hand.

This short sword, with several holes in the blade, resembles a piccolo.

"Sword Sound Enchantment!"

As soon as his voice fell, a piercing sword roar suddenly sounded between heaven and earth and the entire mountain.

The rapid sword roar instantly enveloped Lu Xiao.

"Embrace of Ink Shadow!"

Elder Xuan's expression was solemn, and the brush in his hand was swiping quickly in the air, and suddenly, a burst of dragon groans suddenly sounded.

Countless ink-colored dragons suddenly flew out from between the brushes and rushed towards Lu Xiao.

The momentum is incomparable.

With the increasingly condensed sound wave sword qi, it came towards Lu Xiao.

In the face of such a powerful attack, Lu Xiao looked indifferent, and just raised his hand to point.

"Broken!"

(End of chapter)