Looking at Shao Zhengyang in front of him, a trace of complexity flashed in Lu Mingshu's eyes.

If you don't improve Xiang, among these people, if you want to say who she has the most good impression of, it is definitely Shao Zhengyang. When he was in a difficult situation, he once received a helping hand from his master and apprentice. But if you want to say who she hates the most now, it is Shao Zhengyang.

Zhou Yinru wanted her life, she didn't care. Xie Wenhan didn't save her, and she didn't hold a grudge. But Shao Zhengyang ......

His good intentions were for today's calculations.

She doesn't hate him, because Shao Zhengyang doesn't owe her, and the two can't talk about any friendship. But she hated such falsehood, disgusted with such trade-offs, just as she hated that man's guiltless ingratitude, and disgusted with the supremacy of the interests of the entire Jiuyao Palace.

All for the sake of profit. It's like, apart from profit, there is nothing to cherish in this world.

And that's why she's standing here.

"Senior Brother Shao. "You shouldn't come up now." ”

Shao Zhengyang said lightly: "You always have to come up, a little earlier and a little later, it's all the same." ”

"But now that you come up, the odds are much lower. Lu Mingshu said, "The three battles have passed, you should have a preliminary judgment of my strength." Now on the field, it's better to wait for me to play a few more games, and then the Xuan Power will be consumed too much, and your chances of winning will be greater. That's in line with your principles, isn't it?"

Shao Zhengyang's eyes were shocked, and from her eyes, he seemed to see something.

With a slight turn in his heart, he said: "That's not interesting, although it's good to win, but I also hope that I can see you in your heyday." ”

Without waiting for her to answer, Shao Zhengyang raised his sleeves and drew his sword: "Come on, let me understand your strength, even if I can't beat you today, it's good to become a part of the legend." ”

There is no need to say anything more.

"Please!" After finishing speaking, Lu Mingshu jumped up.

In the past three battles, she didn't seize the opportunity, but waited for the opponent to draw a sword before she made a fight.

But in this battle, she shot directly.

Under Langhua Peak, a low voice of conversation sounded on the high platform.

"What's going on with Shao Zhengyang? He really shouldn't have made a move now!"

"Hmm, maybe you're too confident in yourself?"

"He's not such a frivolous man, is he?"

"This is not good, after all, it is a young man who has ambition and thinks very highly of himself!"

Listening to these whispers, Yuwen Shi took a sip from his wine glass, squinted his eyes at the cloud mirror, and smiled.

His apprentice, although he was a little stupid, finally knew how to make amends.

What is winning or losing for a while? Even if you lose your true disciple, it's not a big deal. His focus has never been on the true disciple, and if he can understand this, this stupid apprentice can be of great use.

The sword shines like a star, falling little by little. The sword qi is like a sea, surging forward.

Shao Zhengyang's sword momentum was surging, sword after sword, without any gap.

The more Ban Qing looked at it, the more unsightly his face became.

"What's the matter, my heart is stuffed?" Xie Wenhan also came to stab.

Ban Qing turned his head, but the corner of his eye was still chasing the competition between the two. This Shao Zhengyang is really hateful! He thought that the two of them were between the two of them, but it turned out that he still hid a hand, and he didn't exert all his strength at all!

Now, in the face of Lu Mingshu's strong attack, he finally took out his ability to press the bottom of the box without reservation.

The sword is majestic, and the light is like electricity.

The disciples were fascinated for a while.

It's not that the previous competition wasn't good-looking, but it ended too quickly. Banqing's battle, few people saw it clearly. Tang Jinrong's was faster, and as soon as the sword qi spread out, he was counterattacked by Lu Mingshu. And Xi Jing played wonderfully, but that kind of subtle contest is difficult for outsiders to understand.

It's like this battle, the two of them came out with all their might, the sword light was staggered, the sword momentum was fighting, and the victory was won head-on!

The sword intent is getting stronger and stronger, the sword momentum is getting bigger and bigger, and the sword qi fills the heavens and the earth!

Lu Mingshu flicked his sleeves, a little sword flashed, and he slashed with his sword!

A cold light flashed in Shao Zhengyang's eyes, and he greeted him head-on.

Everyone held their breath.

"K-" The expected uproar of the sword.

A sword light flew high and then fell.

In the stands, everyone was stupid.

Shao Zhengyang is still standing with the sword, but the sword has become half of it.

This...... What's going on?

Tang Jinrong's sword was cut in half, and everyone only felt that Lu Mingshu's sword qi was too strong. Xi Jing's sword was also cut in half, and everyone thought, the bamboo sword, it seems normal to cut it. But now, even Shao Zhengyang's sword has been chopped.

Again and again, again and again, no matter how dull I am, I have noticed the abnormality in it!

Almost everyone focused on the sword held by Lu Mingshu.

Is this sword a treasure weapon? No, if it is a treasure weapon, how can it be so ordinary? Needless to say, there are a number of divine weapons in the entire ancient Xia land. The treasure is also extraordinary, in Jiuyao Palace, you are only qualified to touch it when you reach the realm of gods. No matter how you look at it, this is just a mysterious soldier. The Xuan Bing who cuts off who is cut is too powerful, right?

"Ding!" the severed half of the sword fell at his feet.

Shao Zhengyang looked at this half of the sword and was silent for a long time. Although this result was expected, when it came to reality, I still felt a pain in my chest.

He finally let out a long sigh and arched his hand: "Senior Sister Lu's strength is outstanding, I am convinced." ”

Lu Mingshu bowed his head and returned the salute.

In this battle of heaven, she didn't plan to be so public, but she didn't expect it to develop to a certain level. Both the master and she were more conservative in their previous thoughts, feeling that if they wanted to regain the place of a true disciple, they were afraid that they would have to find a way out in the cracks of factional strife.

At the lower door, that's what she did. Waiting for the two factions to fight, no one can spare their hands and pass the customs smoothly.

But Zhou Yinru's resistance broke all this.

Seriously injured, plotted, and dying, she finally saw clearly what kind of existence she was in the eyes of these people.

One party thinks she can use it, so she uses it. The other party told her to back down, which was what they thought was friendly.

As for who she herself is and whether she has the strength to become a true disciple, no one cares.

Together, they play a game of power-sharing and interests, and if they want to join, they are either enemies or pawns.

So, she stood up angrily and declared war!

Perhaps, she can't shake the entire Jiuyao Palace, but she can let them know the power of anger!

Lu Mingshu stood in the middle and faced everyone.

After four consecutive battles, she didn't need to say anything more.

Under Langhua Peak, those elders couldn't sit still.

Four wins in four battles, she still wants to fight again! Although I don't know where this Lu Mingshu's strength comes from, but if she really wins, the faces of each vein will not let her tear to pieces?

Ban Qing, the first person of the 16th generation of the Li Gu lineage, Tang Jinrong, the most capable disciple of the Chixia lineage, Xi Jing, the senior sister of the Diancui lineage, Shao Zhengyang, the beloved disciple of Yuwen Shi, and the successor of the Yutai lineage.

No matter which faction's face, it is in jeopardy!

"Senior Brother Yuwen, look at this ......"

Yuwenshi raised his hand to stop it, smiling: "This kid did a good job, let him go." ”

The elder was stunned. What do you mean, losing to Lu Mingshu in front of so many people, Senior Brother Yuwen actually said that he did a good job?

On Fu Shangqing's side, someone also handed over the words. In the end, the elders of Fuyun's vein made a final decision: "Send a message to Wen Han." (To be continued.) )