"You mean, you're ...... Thief?" Chu Ke asked in surprise.

"Hey, don't you say it so ugly. I just took some extra things from other people's homes and used them, how could I steal them?" Lu Changpeng said helplessly.

"You guys are just prejudiced against those who do what we do, this can't be done, we have to change it. ”

Chu Ke looked at this Lu Changpeng speechlessly, it was really rare to be able to say that being a thief was so fresh and refined.

This Lu Changpeng is really talented in language.

"Lu Changpeng, I'll see where you're going!" Zhang Dongliang landed in front of the two of them first.

One finger landed on Lu Changpeng, and he almost gritted his teeth and spoke: "Quickly take out my Qiu Xin Sect's things, otherwise I will definitely make you look good!"

Chu Ke looked at the expressions on the faces of Zhang Dongliang and the others, and then looked at Lu Changpeng, the snitch known as the wind chaser next to him, and immediately understood in his heart.

It's not me who is chasing these three old things who dare to love Qiu Xinzong, it's the gentleman next to me.

A false alarm.

The three people of Qiu Xinzong stared at Lu Changpeng tightly, and by the way, Chu Ke on the side also stared at him.

The three of them didn't know Chu Ke, and when they saw Chu Ke and Lu Changpeng together, they thought they were Lu Changpeng's accomplices.

"Lu Changpeng, look where you're going. Zhang Dongliang said in a deep voice.

"A few seniors, I have nothing to do with the person next to me, so I'll leave to see it first. Chu Ke arched his hand and said, he didn't want to wade into this troubled water.

"Who are you?" asked Huang Yong.

"Under Zhu Hui, he is a ronin. Chu Ke said.

"What kind of ronin is not a ronin, I think you are a thief!" Zhu Xin said quickly on the spot.

Zhang Dongliang raised his hand to stop him and stop him from continuing.

Others may not know the name Zhu Hui, but he, Zhang Dongliang, heard these two words from the old man in the yellow shirt.

A disciple of the Qiuxin Sect reported that there was a transcendent named Zhu Hui in Lizhou City, who was suspected to be a disciple of the old man of Qingya.

Zhang Dongliang is also a person who has cultivated for thousands of years, and he still knows about the old man of Qingya.

This is a strong man who is suspected of being an immortal venerable, although he has not heard of him on the mainland for many years, but the shadow of the famous tree of people, this name still has a great deterrent effect.

In the report of the disciples of the Autumn Heart Sect, it was said that a transcendent named Zhu Hui might be the apprentice of the old man of Qingya.

Then this Zhu Hui should be the one in front of him.

"Well, then you step aside, the three of us have something to say to this Lu Changpeng. ”

Zhang Dongliang's tone softened slightly, whether he was a disciple of the old man Qingya or not, in short, his attitude was better.

Lu Changpeng's look, what?

Are you going to be isolated?

"Hey, hey, you're going to get out and leave?" Lu Changpeng grabbed Chu Ke and didn't let him go.

"I have nothing to do with you, you can handle the things you get into trouble by yourself. Chu Ke broke away from Lu Changpeng's hand and was about to leave this place.

Chu Ke was just about to turn around and leave, when he heard Zhang Dongliang speak again.

"Where is Zhu Hui going?"

Chu Ke turned around and saluted respectfully to Zhang Dongliang: "Aren't the seniors still having something to do? ”

"Wait. As soon as Zhang Dongliang raised his hand, a true qi fell on Chu Ke's body.

Chu Ke suddenly couldn't move an inch, and his face changed slightly.

"Xiaoyou will stay here for a while, and when the old man solves the thief in front of him, it will be convenient for Xiaoyou. ”

How could Zhang Dongliang let Chu Ke leave?

Even if Chu Ke was really a disciple of the old man Qingya, he would not let Chu Ke go like this.

The words of worry-free, but all the immortal cultivators in Lizhou City heard it, and this Zhu Hui naturally heard it too.

It is a matter of life and death for Qiu Xinzong, Zhu Hui is Qingya's apprentice, and Zhang Dongliang does not dare to harm him.

But when it comes to putting, at least not now.

Chu Ke was imprisoned by Zhang Dongliang, and immediately thought of the reason, and couldn't help but cry bitterly in his heart.

I wanted to get it and left, but who knew that I would encounter such a thing now.

"Alas, it seems that they have to enter the Immortal Mansion to escape the catastrophe when they are not paying attention. Chu Ke thought secretly.

Lu Changpeng is a half-saint, and Zhang Dongliang's imprisoning spell that can work on Chu Ke has no effect on him.

And more advanced confinement spells, Zhang Dongliang and the three of them can't.

Therefore, the three of them could only block the surrounding space to prevent Lu Changpeng from escaping again.

In their eyes, Lu Changpeng had already carried the black pot for Chu Ke and became the thief who stole the pawnshop.

"It's really a disaster, not only did the things not arrive, but I also had to carry the black pot for others. ”

Lu Changpeng glanced at Chu Ke and grumbled in his heart.

Among the three, Zhu Xin took the lead, stretched out his big hand, and was about to grab Lu Changpeng.

How could Lu Changpeng let him catch him like this?

He is known as the wind chaser, he is never the only one who catches others with his hands, and he never lets others catch him.

I saw that on the side of his body, one leg moved back slightly, and Zhu Xin's grasp was empty.

"I still want to run!" Zhu Xin formed a fist with his left hand and punched Lu Changpeng again.

This time, Lu Changpeng did not hide, his arms were crossed into a cross, his left arm was inside and his right arm was outside.

At the same time, the left palm is inside and the right hand is out.

The arms leaned against each other like this, and Zhu Xin's arms were sandwiched inside.

Without waiting for Zhu Xin to react, Lu Changpeng grabbed Zhu Xin's arm with his left hand and firmly controlled it.

With his right hand, he clenched his fist and struck Zhu Xin hard at his heart.

Zhu Xin's heart was hit by Lu Changpeng's punch, and this punch also carried a true qi in it.

On the spot, he felt that his blood was rolling, as if he wanted to vomit out a mouthful of blood.

But Zhu Xin is a master of sainthood after all, although it is only in the early stage of sainthood, it is still much higher than Lu Changpeng's cultivation.

Lu Changpeng's punch made him uncomfortable, but relying on his cultivation, Zhu Xin still took it stubbornly, and Leng did not vomit blood.

Lu Changpeng raised his eyebrows, obviously surprised by Zhu Xin's reaction.

Although his punch is not a powerful move, it hits the heart.

Even if his cultivation is not as good as Zhu Xin, Zhu Xin should at least bleed from the corner of his mouth.

"Ahh

Zhu Xin shouted angrily and slapped Lu Changpeng's right hand into a palm.

This palm carries a strong wind, and you can see that it is powerful at a glance.

Lu Changpeng was a half-saint, so he naturally didn't dare to access such a powerful palm of the saint.

Lu Changpeng reacted quickly, hooked Zhu Xin's left arm with his right hand, and at the same time suddenly exerted force with his left hand downward.

"Ahh

only heard a click, and before Zhu Xin's palm slapped Lu Changpeng's body, he himself shouted bitterly.

His left arm was bent by Lu Changpeng like this, and it was directly broken.

Zhu Xin and Lu Changpeng fought for three rounds, in the first round, Zhu Xin missed with one blow, and in the second round, Zhu Xin still missed with one blow, and also received a heavy punch from Lu Changpeng.

After two rounds, Zhu Xin not only did not build an inch, but was also punched by Lu Changpeng.

In the third round, Zhu Xin was directly clamped off his left arm by Lu Changpeng.

The title of Wind Chaser is not called casually.

The reason why Lu Changpeng has the nickname of this wind chaser is not only because he is elusive and can steal what he wants quietly.

It was even more so that his hands were unpredictable, and everyone who had fought with him was amazed by the moves he made with both hands.

"What's the matter, I'm a half-saint and a bully?" Lu Changpeng said as he leaned closer.

"Two or three punches just want to level me? Are you screaming and playing when I'm a wind chaser?"

Zhu Xin's face was already swollen because of the pain of broken bones.

His face was flushed, and the green tendons on his head burst out.

Because of the severe pain, he couldn't say a word for a long time, and his right hand turned into a knife and slashed at the hands that grabbed his arms.

"Ah!" the knife slashed, and Zhu Xin screamed even more painfully.

Just as the knife in his hand fell, Lu Changpeng's hands suddenly loosened and he retreated like lightning.

Zhu Xin's hand knife hit his broken bones, and the force he used was still so great, so he naturally suffered even more.

"Senior brother!" Huang Yong, who was watching the battle, was stunned.

His junior brother was teased like this, and the culprit actually stood on the side and watched with a smile on his face.

That smile was like watching a monkey show.

"Bold thief, you dare to humiliate my junior brother!"

Huang Yong shouted loudly, drew his sword in his hand and rushed towards Lu Changpeng.

Lu Changpeng had no weapon in his hand, and Huang Yong attacked with a long sword.

Coupled with the fact that his cultivation is far stronger than Zhu Xin, Lu Changpeng suddenly fell behind.

"It's really too much, a person who is about to enter the late stage of the saint, he can't get along with me as a half-saint, and he bullies me for not having a weapon in my hand. ”

Lu Changpeng dodged in a hurry, and his mouth was still full of complaints.

Huang Yong's sword moves became more and more ferocious, and his moves were ruthless.

Lu Changpeng was careless for a while, and he actually had several wounds on his body.

The blade of the sword cut the wound, and immediately blood was dripping, and the clothes on the side of the wound were all stained red.

True Qi was running, and the bleeding rate of the wound was immediately slowed down.

Under Huang Yong's fierce offensive, Lu Changpeng retreated in defeat after defeat.

In the face of the sword, he had a pair of wind chasers but nowhere to start.

Soon, Lu Changpeng was forced into a dead corner by Huang Yong, and it was the edge of the true qi mask laid by Zhang Dongliang, a master in the late stage of entering the sainthood.

"This Lu Changpeng, what should I do now?"

Chu Ke watched Lu Changpeng being pressed and beaten by Huang Yong until he retreated to a dead end.

There is no way back now, how will Lu Changpeng deal with it?

Hard-to-face shock? Unlikely.

Although Lu Changpeng is powerful, he is only a half-saint after all, how can he go head-to-head with Huang Yong in the middle stage of his initiation?

fought against Zhu Xin before, and it can still be said that his moves are ingenious.

However, with such a huge gap between the half-saint and the mid-stage of initiation, no matter how ingenious the technique is, it is difficult to solve the current situation.

"I'm afraid it's more auspicious. Chu Ke came to such a conclusion in his heart.

Lu Changpeng, who was forced into a corner, knew that he had no way back to retreat.

He stood with his back against the True Qi Hood, his expression solemn, looking at Huang Yong, who was coming urgently.

"Hurt my junior brother!

Huang Yongyi stabbed with a sword, and with a strong true qi on the sword, he was about to pierce a big hole in Lu Changpeng's body.

Seeing Huang Yong's sword, he was about to stab Lu Changpeng in the chest.

Between the lightning and the fire, Lu Changpeng's hands quickly formed a trick.

Exercise the true qi of the whole body, and then maintain the technique and push forward.

Rumble!

A majestic force appeared sideways between Huang Yong and Lu Changpeng.

The sword that Huang Yongben stabbed fell only an inch in front of Lu Changpeng's hands, but he couldn't stab it anymore.

"What is this?" Huang Yong was undefeated.

His sword seemed to have encountered a powerful force, and no matter how hard he tried, the sword would not advance.

"Qiu Xinzong, don't deceive people too much!" Lu Changpeng's tone suddenly became serious.

I saw a flash of light in his eyes, and the power released from the hands of his hands suddenly soared.

Huang Yong immediately felt the power coming from the sword, which was extremely powerful.

Huang Yong didn't have time to increase the input of true qi, and was directly shocked back by this force.

Due to the suddenness of the incident, Huang Yong did not have time to prepare in a hurry, and almost fell due to unstable feet.

On the other hand, Lu Changpeng, after repelling Huang Yong, calmly collected his work, calm and relaxed, which was in stark contrast to Huang Yong's embarrassment.

"Lu Changpeng, what kind of demon method did you make. Zhang Dongliang asked out loud.

"Demon law? Hmph, what can't be defeated is the demon law, your Qiuxin Sect is really a big sect." Lu Changpeng sneered.

"Whether it's an immortal method or a demon method, it's a good way to beat you wow. ”

Zhang Dongliang's face sank, this Lu Changpeng was articulate and eloquent.

When it comes to debating with him, few people can have the upper hand.

Zhang Dongliang and the others were all angry in their hearts, but Chu Ke was thinking about what trick Lu Changpeng used.

He can actually retreat Huang Yong, who is several steps higher than his own cultivation, with one blow.

In this fight, Huang Yong was slightly inferior and was repelled by Lu Changpeng a few steps.

Lu Changpeng took advantage of this trick to leave the edge of the True Qi Hood, which was too unfavorable for him.

"You, what kind of trick was that just now?" Huang Yong asked in a deep voice.

"Why should I tell you?" Lu Changpeng looked at Huang Yong with the eyes of a fool.

"You're my enemy, why should I tell you what tricks I'm using? Am I sick?"

"Well, I don't have time to dwell on you anymore. ”

Lu Changpeng clapped his hands and took out a black object like a compass from his arms.

Lu Changpeng put the tray in his left hand and his right hand lightly on the compass, and the compass suddenly released a few glimmers of light.

Then, the aura on Lu Changpeng's body climbed at a visible speed.

"This ...... What is this?" Huang Yong looked at the changes in Lu Changpeng's body in surprise.

Zhang Dongliang, who was standing in the distance, also frowned, obviously he didn't see what Lu Changpeng was doing.

The light on the compass lit up for about three breaths, and then it stopped glowing, and the whole compass dimmed.

Lu Changpeng took the compass back, and at this time he was like two people before.

Huang Yong faced Lu Changpeng again, and felt that he was facing an evenly matched master, not a mere half-saint.

Huang Yong lifted the sword in his hand and looked at Lu Changpeng vigilantly.

Lu Changpeng's face was solemn, and there was no original banter in his eyes.

Instead, it was completely replaced by a fierce light.

Shout!

Lu Changpeng's body moved, and he didn't even leave an afterimage on the spot, and he came to Huang Yong's face in an instant.

Huang Yong didn't expect Lu Changpeng's speed to be so fast, and he hurriedly raised his sword to attack, stabbing out the Dao sword light.

At such a close distance, Lu Changpeng had no worries about these sword lights on his face.

Instead, he smiled slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes as if he had succeeded in his treacherous scheme.

"Not good!"

Huang Yong is not a stupid person after all, when Lu Changpeng showed such a smile in his eyes, he realized that he might be being used.