Soon, the dragon boat flew thousands of miles away from the nameless island.

It was in this place that Lu He made Jun Hei Prison stop the dragon boat, and the dragon boat floated quietly above the clouds.

"Don't be in a hurry later, I'll try to see if I can resolve this cause and effect. ”

Lu He looked at the small boat that gradually became clear behind him, and said to the three of Jun Hei Prison, Bingying also left the cabin at this time and walked to the deck.

The contradiction between Lu He and the others and the people of the Zhao family is not irreconcilable, nor is it a blood feud, it is just a matter of face, and as for the injury of Zhao Gongzi, although he was trampled on that man's things, but in this Kyushu world where severed limbs can be reborn, it is not difficult to let that thing grow again, and Lu He has a similar elixir in his hand.

Moreover, although the people of the Zhao family have blood on their bodies, they are not very rich, and they are not the kind of people who kill innocents indiscriminately.

But although there is little blood, there is also blood after all, so Lu He is just tentatively trying to see if he can resolve it, if not, then he will cut down the Zhao family and eradicate it.

If the people of the Zhao family did not have a trace of blood on their bodies, then Lu He would definitely not entangle with the people of the Zhao family, but directly chose to leave, and the province added cause and effect to himself.

The Zhao family's boat was getting closer and closer, and it was less than a hundred miles away from the dragon boat, and Lu He and the others could even clearly see the Zhao family standing on the deck.

"That's a lot of people. ”

Jun Hei Prison's expression was a little solemn, on the deck, in addition to the four gray-robed old men who were mainly the patriarch of the Zhao family, and the four monks who had completed the Mortal Realm, there were three more monks who had completed the Mortal Realm, adding up, there were a total of seven Mortal Realm Perfectionists.

And behind them, on both sides of the deck, there were dozens of cultivators of the Mortal Realm standing neatly, and their strength ranged from the first level of the Mortal Realm to the highest level of the Mortal Realm.

Lu He's eyebrows frowned slightly, there are still a lot of people from the Zhao family, so many people, I am afraid that the fighting strength of the Zhao family has poured out.

If this is the case, Lu He feels that this cause and effect may be difficult to resolve with words.

Boom!

Bing Ying drew her sword from its scabbard, she was ready for battle.

And Jun Heijiao and Li Mengwei also took out their respective weapons.

On the dragon boat, only Lu He and Bingying were the two of them who had completed the cultivation of the Mortal Realm, while the cultivation of Jun Heijiao and Li Mengwei was still at the high level of the Mortal Realm, but the four of them did not have much fear on their faces at this time.

After all, so many winds and waves have survived before.

Let's just say that outside of Breaking Wave Island, at that time, Lu He had not yet mastered the power of the sword, and he faced those golden crows.

The comprehensive strength of those golden crows, compared with this Zhao family, is not bad at all, the two golden crows that are perfect in the mortal realm are not difficult to deal with the seven human race monks who are in the mortal realm, and there are hundreds of golden crows in the mortal realm, which can almost be said to be equivalent to two or three hundred human races in the mortal realm.

After all, the Golden Crow is a powerful race with the bloodline of the Ancient Demon Saint, far more powerful than ordinary demon races.

But even so, those golden crows were folded in Lu He's hands.

And now, Lu He's cultivation has been promoted from the high level of the Metamorphosis Realm to the Consummation of the Metamorphosis Realm, and he has mastered the power of the sword, and his strength is unprecedentedly strong.

The only one who can compete with Lu He is the strong man who has completed the Mortal Realm and mastered the power of the Dao.

But even so, Lu He has an absolute advantage.

After all, Lu He's body had been strengthened several times by the Mountain Temple, and in terms of bloodline, Lu He was almost the same as the descendants of the Ancient Great Demon.

Among the people of the Zhao family, the only one who caught Lu He's attention was a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man stood at the bow of the boat, his face sinking like water, just looking ahead, silent.

His cultivation is the perfection of the mortal realm, and Lu He also felt a trace of Dao power from his body.

Thinking about it, the middle-aged man should be a master who has mastered the power of the Dao, but he doesn't know which Dao he has mastered.

Just when Lu He was thinking, the small boat had already come to a hundred meters away from the dragon boat.

"You brutes, you want to run, did you run?"

At the front of the boat, the patriarch of the Zhao family in a gray robe looked at Lu He, his eyes full of hatred and murderous intent.

He was in a coma in the Spirit Sword Pavilion by Lu He's vomiting blood with his words, and this incident spread throughout the entire Black Cloud City overnight, and it was also reported by the way that the Zhao family's son did not lift it, which can be said to make the Zhao family's face fall to the ground fiercely, and he was also trampled on twice.

And now, looking at Lu He in front of him, and then looking at Lu He, there were only four people on the boat, which made his heart more and more excited.

Kill!

Now only by killing Lu He and hanging Lu He's head on the wall of Black Cloud City can he save the reputation of his Zhao family a little bit.

But it's just a little bit, it's like a crack, and once the crack is cracked, it's very difficult to make up for it.

"Old thing, you're so old, and your temper is still so hot?"

Jun Hei Jian looked at the patriarch of the Zhao family and sneered: "Being old and not dying is a thief, you old thief, today, is your death!"

Li Mengwei glanced at Jun Hei Prison, and inexplicably thought of his age.

Lu He patted Jun Hei Prison, looked at the blushing Zhao family patriarch in front of him, and said with a smile: "Patriarch Zhao, I think there is any misunderstanding between us......?"

"Kill!"

"Kill me!"

"If you don't leave any of them, kill them all!"

Without waiting for Lu He to finish speaking, the patriarch of the Zhao family opened his mouth angrily, the roar shook the sky, and his eyes were full of hatred, as if he wanted to eat Lu He and Jun Hei Prison alive.

Lu He was stunned for a moment and said: "Since you toast and don't eat and drink, then I'm not welcome, under Jiuquan, don't blame me." ”

Lu He didn't want to kill anyone, but the words of the patriarch of the Zhao family made Lu He realize that the people of the Zhao family hated themselves more than he imagined.

"What a big breath, and I'm not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man in silver armor jumped out, holding a spear, and pointed at the landing river: "Little beast, dare to come out and fight with me?"

These people opened their mouths to be a brute, closed their mouths to a brute, Lu He's heart rose with a sound of anger, although he is a good temper, it does not mean that he will be willing to be abused by others.

What's more, it's still irrelevant people!

Lu He looked at the middle-aged man coldly and said, "Within three moves, if I can't cut off your dog's head, then I will kill myself directly!"

With that, Lu Heqiang pulled out the Xuanbing Sword with a bang.