"Don't—"

Lu Ran hurriedly waved his hand and said Okay, you win, I'll change it with you.

Shang Qingxue looked at Lu Ran, her eyes filled with water vapor.

The female corpse king or something, she doesn't understand it, but it seems that the value is super large, Lu Ran, this guy, is actually willing to exchange it for himself?

Lu Ran summoned the female corpse king.

"Let's cut off your connection with the Female Corpse King first. Miao Jingwei said coldly.

Lu Ran was helpless, pinched the magic trick, and cut off the connection between him and the female corpse king.

"Good. Miao Jingwei lifted Shang Qingxue up, "Cangming, you should still be able to move, bring the female corpse king over." ”

Zhou Wenjing gritted his teeth, pinched the magic technique, put a light spell on himself, struggled to get up, and walked towards Miao Jingwei with the female corpse king.

Miao Jingwei also really let Shang Qingxue go, and Shang Qingxue hurriedly ran to Lu Ran's side.

Staggered moments.

Zhou Wenjing smiled coldly, and slapped Shang Qingxue with one palm, he hated Lu Ran to death, how could he let go of his woman?

And at this moment, the eyes of the female corpse king, who were originally dull and wooden, suddenly became smart.

She smiled at Zhou Wenjing.

Smiled softly.

Then he grabbed Zhou Wenjing with one claw, and grabbed Shang Qingxue with his hand, brushed the ground in a flash, and arrived at Lu Ran's side.

Startled.

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"How...... How is ......that possible? Didn't you sever your spiritual connection with the Female Corpse King?"

"How is it impossible?" Lu Ran smiled slightly, "Do you think I can control the Female Corpse King, relying on a spiritual bond?"

"That'...... Then what are you relying on?" Miao Jingwei said angrily.

originally thought that the victory was in his hands, and he would be able to absorb the 'Cangming' if he won the female corpse king, but with his current strength, it would be absolutely no problem to kill Lu Ran and Ye Zhiqiu here, who knew that the situation would be reversed in an instant, but now he lost his wife and lost his army!

"Of course, it is because of her high moral character and personal cultivation, but I raised her as a daughter and has feelings. Lu Ran said calmly.

"Female Corpse King...... Got a mind? she...... Is it a juvenile body now?" Miao Jingwei was shocked.

"Congratulations, you got it right. Lu Ran laughed lightly, "Miao Jingwei, you boast that you will eat the master to death, now who eats who is not certain, don't run if you have a kind, the master is looking for you to practice alone!"

Today's out, it's all made up by this ****, and he can't wait to crush this guy.

Now that the female corpse king and Ye Zhiqiu are pressing on him, he has already taken the advantage, how can he not take advantage of the situation to pursue and completely kill this guy?

"Hmph, that requires you to do that. Kill all these people!" Miao Jingwei waved his hand and commanded in a cold voice.

Fourteen red-robed strangers were ordered, and the royal envoys used flying swords to form two seven-star sword formations, one to strangle Lu Ran, and the other to strangle Ye Zhiqiu and Shang Qingxue.

Ye Zhiqiu was seriously injured and basically had no combat effectiveness, and Shang Qingxue and other ordinary policemen needed protection, so Lu Ran commanded the female corpse king to face one sword formation, and he met another sword formation.

Meditation, concentration, concentration.

After adjusting a few breaths, his heart was already as quiet as an ancient well, and there was no wave.

What he has to do now is simple, and that is to kill!

Tonight's moonlight is suitable for killing, and the anger in his heart is suitable for killing, so he kills.

Seven red-robed monsters surrounded and killed, their eyes were gloomy, their killing intent was boiling, like foraging wolves, and seven high-grade magic swords, hanging behind them, formed a circle, humming gently.

Lu Ran pursed a line of lips and rushed into the sword formation, close to the melee!

Stepping on the ground hard, poofing muffled, forcibly speeding up, the whole person was in a weird posture at an angle of 30 degrees, a punch blasted out, turning the sky over, and the air exploded!

The three red-robed weirdos closest to him greeted him, and as soon as these three people made a move, they used all their strength, and the three flying swords turned into three green rays, heading straight for the vital points around him, and at the same time, four red-robed weirdos strangled him from behind.

Seven flying swords, with a combined attack, cut off all his retreats.

Lu Ran's heart was awe-inspiring.

I only felt that the pressure was extremely high, and there were sword shadows all around, and there was no way to avoid it, no wonder Ye Zhiqiu, who was cultivating Qi Eightfold, was not an opponent of the sword formation.

Rats roll the oil in the pan!

Stepping on the Nine Palace Steps, Lu Ran was able to avoid it, and a sword aura actually cut off a few strands of his hair, if he hadn't dodged quickly, his head would have been gone.

I was scared.

Others use swords, he uses fists, and he invisibly falls into a disadvantage.

The female corpse king over there greeted the sword formation, but she was very calm, she had no vital point, and her cultivation was still above Lu Ran, so she was naturally not afraid.

"Brother Lu, give you the sword!"

Ye Zhiqiu threw his sword to Lu Ran.

Her saber is a quasi-inferior spirit weapon-level magic sword, named Biluo, even if she doesn't need to manipulate the method of flying swords, she is also a magic weapon that sharpens iron like clay.

Lu Ran took the Biluo sword.

A sword slashed out, and the sword light burst out.

The three red-robed weirdos in front of him had been cut in two by him, even with weapons.

The blood mist rose into the sky, and the three red-robed strangers who were cut off by the waist were still breathless, half of their bodies were tossed and rolled on the ground, and their eardrums were torn apart by the terrible screams.

Lu Ran was bathed in the rain of blood, and the three flying swords behind him stabbed him in the back, which was unavoidable, but did not pierce into it, making a muffled sound like gold and iron communication, Lu Ran rolled over the momentum, had already broken away from the encirclement, and turned over.

Xiong Tuohai's "pick-up" Heavenly Remnant Soft Armor saved his life!

If he doesn't die, the only ones who will die will be the four red-robed weirdos left.

Brush Brush Brush –

Lu Ran instantly slashed out four swords.

The first red-robed strange man met Lu Ran, and the flying sword in his hand spun rapidly, but he only took half a step forward, and a sharp sword light roared.

A shallow thin line slid vertically down from the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and then the blood fountain gushed out, and the whole person was divided into two symmetrical halves, and the brains, internal organs, and intestines were all sprayed on the ground, steaming white.

Lu Ran rose in the air and stepped on the top of the head of another red-robed strange man who had not yet reacted, his head exploded, and the blood mist mixed with white brains exploded.

Without a pause, Lu Ran hurried forward, the Biluo sword in his hand turned from a stab to a swing, and a red-robed strange man who sneaked up on him had been stabbed into the chest with a sword, a splash of blood sprayed out, and then cut in half by the horizontal Biluo sword, and the strong inertia made the guy who had lost the lower half of his body still churn in the air.

Lu Ran still didn't pause, turned around, and the long sword slashed through a semicircle, cutting the last red-robed strange man who didn't have time to retreat into two pieces, and blood sprayed out mixed with minced meat and internal organs.

Seven people were killed in an instant.

There is only Miao Jingwei left.

Lu Ran grinned: "You're dead!"

"Don't be ashamed, you can take my sword. ”

Miao Jingwei sneered.

The laughter was hoarse and low, very eerie.

Within sight, Miao Jingwei disappeared.

Only murderous spirit remains.

Cold, obscure, and sticky.

The breath of death.

"—where is he?"

A sharp roar suddenly sounded from behind, and Lu Ranhuo turned around, only to see two red lights, like a cluster of demonic phosphorus fires—Miao Jingwei's eyes.

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