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"Qin!" A sword roared, and the sword body as clear as water pressed against his neck.

Lu Mingshu lowered his eyes and looked at him: "What other means, if you don't use it, it will be too late." ”

Qi Zhangyuan smiled bitterly: "Senior nephew Lu, for the sake of our fellow disciples, can you let me die blindly?"

Seeing that she did not object, Qi Zhangyuan continued: "I thought that I had overestimated your strength by more than three points, why would I still lose in your hands? If you talk about profound mystic power and subtle moves, even if you are not as good as you, it is not much worse, right? It can even be said that with their help, my mystical power is deeper than yours. ”

Lu Mingshu said lightly: "No matter how deep the Xuan power is, how can it be compared to the power of the same level? A mortal with great strength, would you be afraid of him?"

Qi Zhangyuan was stunned. This is the answer he has never thought of, what kind of level of strength can be said to be non-level strength? But recalling the battle just now, it seems that only this explanation is reasonable. Her sword moves, her mystical power, don't look surprising, but there is an indescribable mystery.

"Blind?" came the cold voice.

The corners of Qi Zhangyuan's mouth were bleeding, and he smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay! Senior Nephew Lu, thank you very much." ”

As soon as the words fell, he closed his eyes, as if he was about to be killed.

I didn't expect this battle to end so soon. Yuwen Shi came back to his senses after a while, and sighed: "Under the suppression of strength, no matter how much scheming there is, what's the use? It's a pity, it's a pity......"

This sentence used to be used by them to describe Lu Mingshu, and now it is appropriate to use it to describe them.

Just wanted to turn his head, but suddenly saw Qi Zhangyuan's hand, Yuwenshi was stunned, and blurted out: "Be careful-"

However, his warning was too late, and at the same time as he spoke, a phantom figure had already flown out of Qi Zhangyuan's arms, extremely fast, and rushed straight away.

This phantom looks ethereal, and as soon as it appears, it gives people a feeling of extreme danger. The martial artist's cultivation is high, and his intuition is very sensitive, and this feeling often represents a stronger strength. At this moment, I don't know how many people are worrying about their hearts.

The elders of the Zhou faction all wanted this phantom to take Lu Mingshu's life, so that they would still have room to turn over. The anti-Zhou faction hopes that Lu Mingshu will escape safely, and at the last moment, if she dies here, I am afraid that it will fall short.

The phantom hit Lu Mingshu, and a golden light swept up. In an instant, there was a "bang", and the phantom turned into a thick fog. And that golden light expanded into a golden light mask, covering Lu Mingshu inside.

The golden light and the dense fog were intertwined, and only a figure could be seen swaying in it, but I didn't know what the specific situation was. Yuwenshi held his breath, and his palms were full of cold sweat for a while.

At this time, Qingyu Peak is on.

"Click!", the sound of cracking porcelain came.

"Childe?" Xie Changhui was startled, and when he looked back, the cup in Xie Lianzhen's hand was shattered into powder.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the broken porcelain in his palm for a long time, and then said softly: "It's okay." ”

As he said that, he clenched his fists.

In the ruins of the goddess, the golden light and dense fog finally dispersed, and Yuwen Shi hurriedly stepped forward: "Senior nephew Lu?"

Lu Mingshu's figure was still standing steadily, but a blood mark appeared on her chest.

"Hahahaha!" Qi Zhangyuan laughed out loud, and his face, which had always been extremely well hidden, showed deep malice for the first time, "Senior Nephew Lu, do you know what is the most sinister thing in this world? It's not superb swordsmanship, it's not a wonderful secret skill, it's the human heart! Only if the human heart is sinister enough, there will be more terrifying killing moves." Even if you're much stronger than me, you're not plotted by me!"

"Qi Zhihe!" Yuwen Shi choked and drew his sword out of its sheath, "Even if Master Lu's nephew dies, you don't want to live!"

Qi Zhangyuan looked at him and showed a contemptuous smile: "Master Yuwen, Senior Brother Yuwen, do you think you are very powerful? To tell you the truth, we have never taken you seriously! In terms of scheming, you are not insidious enough, in terms of nature, you are not fair enough, you don't rely on both ends, it is you." With you like this, you will never be able to sit in the position of leader!"

Yuwen Shi breathed heavily and looked at him viciously.

Qi Zhangyuan didn't care, although at this moment, it was him who was kneeling and standing with Yuwenshi, but mentally, it was he who looked down at Yuwenshi.

Yuwenshi is an old fox in the end, and as soon as he calms down, he knows that this is the provocative words of Qi Zhangyuan. He is not in charge, there is indeed a character factor, but it is more the result of a power struggle.

"Qi Zhihe, what's the point of what you say? Even if you kill Senior Nephew Lu, you will die! A dead man, it is not your turn to be powerful, and if you kill Senior Nephew Lu desperately today, it is just to let others taste the fruits of victory. ”

"Hahaha!" Qi Zhangyuan laughed and looked at him with contempt, "I'll just say, it's not worth looking at you in your eyes." Do you think that the meaning of all battles is who wins? Isn't it a pleasure to know the process of fighting? Even if I die today, I will have no regrets about winning such an opponent. ”

"You ......" senior brother for many years, and it was the first time that Yuwen Shi knew that this Qi Zhihe was such a character. In the face of this kind of person, he is completely helpless, even if he dies, it seems that he has lost.

Yuwenshi deeply felt a sense of powerlessness, as if he was the one who lost.

Suddenly, a voice sounded: "Who said I was dead?"

Qi Zhangyuan's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Lu Mingshu who was not far away.

Lu Mingshu's figure shook, slowly reached out and pressed it on his chest, and with a slight effort, he took out a light flying knife and threw it in front of him: "Qi Zhangyuan, you are too confident, right? With such a thing, you want my life?"

"......" Qi Zhangyuan's face turned terribly white, and he muttered, "Impossible, how can this be ......?"

This thing is his trick to press the bottom of the box, and he has never appeared in front of people, and he is confident that even if he is in the realm of things, it is difficult to dodge it, how could she ......

The palm pressed against the wound came out of the light, and the wound healed quickly, and soon the bleeding stopped. Lu Mingshu slowly approached and looked at him condescendingly: "Have you forgotten what I said before? A mortal, even if his strength is infinite, will you be afraid of him? For you, unimaginable power, for me, it's nothing more than that." ”

"You ......"

"I'm sorry, Uncle Qi, for letting you die blindly. ”

When the words fell, she didn't even give him a chance to speak, the sword body turned slightly, the sword light jumped up, and the head rolled down.

Silent.

The elders of the Zhou Department looked at this scene with wide eyes, as if they still didn't believe that Qi Zhangyuan had lost his life like this.

"Alright, it's your turn. The girl's soft voice came to her ears, but it was like a demon, "Don't resist, I can make you die a happy death." (To be continued.) )