Lu Ming's face was even more strange than before, and even his pitch-black pupils were gradually dyed with a layer of misty red light. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But his expression was a little smart, if he was just a demon beast of the Enlightenment Period who could only kill and kill with a gun in his hand, but now he is already a demon clan of the Enlightenment Period with some wisdom.

I saw Lu Ming squatting down and finding the storage bag from the clothes on the deck, and with a shake of his hand, the contents of the storage bag were sprinkled on the deck, and after picking up some magic weapons and spirit coins that obviously had spiritual power fluctuations, he jumped off the big boat and returned to his small wooden boat.

Small wooden boats swayed and floated on the sea.

"Senior brother, is the blood-clothed young man really a demon cultivator?"

"Senior brother, it's just a rumor, concentrate on reading."

"It's Senior Brother."

A bamboo raft rises and falls with the waves, two scholars dressed in white Confucian clothes sit in front of the bamboo raft, the scholar sitting in front of the bamboo raft, red lips and white teeth, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, holding the scroll cross-legged, a bookish air, but the eyes can't stop turning around, from time to time glancing at the swimming fish emerging from the sea, from time to time staring at the sea water splashed on the bamboo raft.

"Senior brother, concentrate on reading." Sitting in the back, the handsome-faced, elegant scholar said lightly.

"Yes, teacher...... Senior brother, look, isn't that young man in blood? The junior brother sitting in front of him was shocked, and his body suddenly stood up, and the bamboo raft was swinging.

Fortunately, the elegant senior brother sitting in the back was attracted by his spiritual power, and the bamboo raft was stabilized.

Suddenly stood up, looked at the small wooden boat floating quickly, felt some familiar breath of the person coming, with a strong smell of blood and killing intent, and said, "This person, is that Lu Ming from Tianyunmen?" Why is he here, is he here to avoid trouble? ”

"Senior brother, do you know him?" The junior disciple, who was frightened by the surging smell of blood and murderous intent, turned around and asked.

"You also know the old man who kicked you up during the Tianyunmen Entrance Ceremony." Senior Brother Ruya glanced at the junior brother who had fire in his eyes, took out the magic sword and was about to take revenge, sighed secretly, and spit out his spiritual power, and the bamboo raft turned his head.

"Lu Daoyou, Yixian Jufeihang came to visit with his junior brother Liu Yishu, and the battle of the Tianyun Introductory Ceremony was not very happy, so I came to ask for advice." Fihang had already seen that Lu Ming's demeanor was obviously wrong, but he still gathered his spiritual power and shouted, his voice was clear and loud, full of righteousness.

Lu Ming suddenly came back to his senses, controlled the small wooden boat and went straight to the bamboo raft, his eyes flashed red, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and he was very evil, and his throat was hoarse and spit out a word: "Kill." The killing intent on his body skyrocketed.

"Division...... Brother, it seems to be ...... Not quite right, Demon Cultivation, Demon Cultivation. Liu Yishu swayed the magic sword in his hand, his teeth were loud, his feet trembled, and he shouted: "The gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, the gentleman takes revenge ......"

Hearing this, the solemn Feihang looked back, and no longer paid attention to this nerdy junior brother, who grew up in Yixian Ju since he was a child, and he had never experienced the world, let alone experienced killing, but the head of the family liked him very much, which made him take him to the East China Sea to escape the demonic disaster.

Small wooden boats and bamboo rafts are getting closer and closer.

Fei Hang looked at Lu Ming in bloody clothes with solemn eyes, took out the brush from the storage bag, and moved his index finger, and the brush swirled between his five fingers.

Suddenly.

The brush was held in his hand, his right foot moved slightly, firmly attached to the bamboo raft, his body was crooked and the sea surface formed a level, his right hand probed his hand, the brush swept across the sea, and a blue spear flew out along the tip of the pen, and the tip of the gun pointed directly at Lu Ming.

At this time, he couldn't stand Lu Ming's increasingly strong killing intent, and he didn't dare to let Lu Ming continue to accumulate momentum, cast a thunderous blow, and take the initiative to attack.

He shouted loudly: "Lu Daoyou, pick me up and make a move." ”

The blue spear cut through the sea, bringing out a long mark, the tip of the spear was sharp, Fei Hang was shocked, this Lu Ming actually did not dodge, and was about to control the water gun to turn his head and bypass Lu Ming.

I saw that Lu Ming, whose hair was fluttering, was not in a hurry, the barrel of the gun was pointed at the blue spear, and the blue spear wrapped in amazing momentum suddenly shattered, turned into water droplets, and melted into the sea.

Fei Hang's face sank, this Lu Ming worshiped the Tianyun Gate Sword Feiyang Sect is actually so much stronger, before it was just a subtle spell and amazing power, but now a spear is so amazing.

The sword flying inheritance is the way of the sword, and in Lu Ming's hands, I don't know how strong it will be.

"Although my Yixian Residence lineage inheritance is at the ground level, it is not weaker than Tianyun at all." With a swing of the brush in Feihang's hand, he wrote down the word "water" in the air, and the water vapor condensed sharply on the text, and the word "water" became bigger and bigger.

The sea water quickly gathered behind the sermon, setting off a wave of water, like a wave driving the sermon forward, this is the sea, it is the home of the water, the sea water gathers more and more, and gradually converges into a monstrous wave, sweeping towards Lu Ming.

Small wooden boats ripple in the waves.

Lu Ming's body was firmly fixed on the wooden boat, the water vapor rushing to his face, his blood-red eyes, staring at the huge waves wrapped in the word "water", and sneered: "This is just the most basic application of Taoism, but that's it." The voice was sharp and hoarse, like the sound of glass rubbing, which made people's hairs stand on end.

"Kill!" The spear in his hand was suddenly wrapped in a rich blood red, and the blood on the tip of the spear was even more bright red and weird.

Holding the tail of the spear with both hands, his body jumped up, and raised the spear above his head, as if raising a blood-colored crescent, and the momentum on his body was connected with the spear, and he slashed straight down, a blood-colored arc of light from top to bottom, slashing towards Daowen.

The spear in his hand did not stop, and a large arc swept out, and a larger blood-colored arc of light flew out after it, and the figure fell, and stopped steadily on the small wooden boat.

The latter arc of light quickly caught up with the previous arc of light, faintly intersecting, and synthesizing into a "乄" character, two blood-colored arcs of light directly split the sea surface, and endless killing intent surged.

Ling Yan's killing intent made Liu Yishu even more unbearable, seeing that Senior Brother Fei made a sermon, he thought that he could lay the foundation for victory, but he didn't expect that the blood-clothed young man on the opposite side was even more amazing.

In Feihang's eyes, these two arcs of light were clearly two Dao marks combined into Daowen, and his heart was shocked, this Lu Ming was better than himself in the comprehension of Daowen.

Don't dare to be careless, if you are not careful at this moment, it is likely that both brothers and sisters will die here, and the brush in his hand quickly outlined several words "water" that are obviously half smaller, and the terrible thing is not the blood-colored arc in front, but the one in the back, and fortunately, Lu Ming can only send out two strokes.

The blood-colored "Qi" directly smashed the Daowen, and then the monstrous waves that followed were directly broken, and the momentum of the wave was discharged, and suddenly there was a boom, and it fell weakly and merged into the seawater.

After the two arcs of light broke through the Daowen and the giant wave, they also turned dark red, no longer vivid, and were broken by the sermons coming from Fihang one after another, and dissipated in the air.

The strong smell of blood came to my nose, and the wooden boat and the bamboo raft were already very close.

Although the wooden boat and the bamboo raft were in turmoil, the two of them stood steadily, staring at each other. Liu Yi sat on the bamboo raft at the bookstall, grabbed the bamboo raft tightly with both hands, completely forgetting that he was an immortal cultivator, and kept muttering: "Good ...... If water. Water...... Do not fight for the benefit of all things, stop fighting. ”

Suddenly, the spear held in Lu Ming's right hand stabbed out violently, his right hand slid down to the tail of the spear, and his left hand put on the barrel of the gun, and immediately a few cold rays flickered.

Fei Hang's eyes were occupied by these few cold stars, the thumb of his right hand flexed up, the brush rolled in the air, the tip of the gun was pointed on the barrel of the pen, and there was a sound of metal clashes, and Lu Ming's several sharp spurts did not break this seemingly ordinary brush, let alone leave a trace on the barrel.

Fei Hang chuckled: "Yixian Ju has been inherited for thousands of years and has a silver hook, although it may not be as good as Tianyunding, but it is also extraordinary. ”

I saw that the brush, the wooden pen barrel is light purple all over, it looks noble and mysterious, the tip of the pen is made of rare silver-white hair, although it looks like a mortal thing, there is no aura lingering, but it can easily resist the edge of the gun, and there is no damage, it can be seen that it is also a heavy treasure.

Wooden boats and bamboo rafts crisscrossed by,

Lu Ming snorted coldly, looked at Liu Yishu in front of him, as if he disdained to make a move, but Liu Yishu suddenly exploded, as if he had been greatly humiliated, he mustered up the courage of his whole body, stood up with a flushed face, holding the magic sword in his hand, the tip of the sword trembled, but he couldn't stab it, "Xiucai met a soldier, I can't explain it clearly, I am a scholar, and I don't have the same knowledge as you." ”

Feihang's pupils shrank, his feet stomped, the bamboo raft was cocked, Liu Yishu's body was suddenly unstable, swaying like a rolling gourd, tumbling to the feet of Feihang, and a little cold star flashed away.

"Senior brother...... Help, I can't swim. ”

Feihang looked at Liu Yishu, who was fluttering his limbs on the sea under his feet, smiled bitterly, and said, "Senior brother, get up." ”

Liu Yishu suddenly hugged Feihang's feet and trembled.

The "boom" small wooden boat also followed a section and turned its head on the spot.

Feihang looked up, and confronted Lu Ming again, his right foot shook, his toes tapped on the bamboo raft, and at the same time as his body rushed out, the bamboo raft shot out backwards and took Liu Yishu away.

Fihang's arm swung, and a succession of blue spears took shape on the tip of the pen, bursting out, and the figure was hidden behind the blue spear.

"Ding Ding ......"

The battle between the shock spear and the blue spear actually made a metal exchange sound, Lu Ming was already with his left hand on the tail of the spear at this moment, and the spear in his hand was like a spiritual snake, rapidly swallowing the snake letter, and the cold light sprayed, knocking down dozens of blue spears and merging into the sea.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed, it was Fihang, with dozens of drops of water swaying out, it was the "splash of ink" in the four arts.

"Xiu Xiu Xiu" is a drop of water, striking with an alarming speed.

Lu Ming Muran's face was rarely moved, and he actually felt a little sharp aura in the water droplets, his toes were on the boat, his body spun and rose to the sky, and his body drove the gun body, drawing a light curtain to firmly block the water droplets.

But the small wooden boat was pierced by scattered water droplets without protection, and the sea water slowly seeped in.

Lu Ming's figure fell, and he actually stood firmly on the sea, and said hoarsely: "I didn't expect you to still belong to Jinshengshui." ”

Fihang's slightly pale face was dripping with sweat, and he smiled faintly: "It's not comparable to you." "In his hand, he struggled to manipulate the iron pen and silver hook to carve on the sea.

Hearing this, Lu Ming nodded very truthfully, "It's really incomparable to me." The spear suddenly poked out, the spear came out like a dragon, and the cold light on the tip of the spear suddenly soared, and the strange blood red was even more red, as if it was about to drip blood.

At this time, Lu Ming also saw that Feihang was preparing a powerful spell, and the brewing spiritual power fluctuations became more and more intense, so he didn't dare to be careless at all, and gathered all his strength to stab this shot.

In the midst of the lightning, Feihang quickly took out a golden talisman and activated a water curtain in front of him.

"Poof"

"The power of this shot is so great, it directly pierces the spell rune seal of the Jindan period." Fihang looked at the tip of the gun that was getting closer and closer in disbelief, and closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate.

"Bang la" I saw a light curtain suddenly appear in front of Feihang, although the spear was blocked, it was almost broken, densely covered with cracks, and as the spear was withdrawn, the light curtain suddenly dissipated.

"Poof" Feihang's body shook violently, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face was instantly pale as paper.

This sudden light curtain saved Feihang's life, and I am afraid that he himself could not have imagined that he would survive.

Fei Hang looked at the dim jade pendant of the young head of Yixian Ju on his waist in surprise, and there was actually a trigger-type protective light curtain hidden in it.

"Senior brother......" Liu Yishu shouted in the distance.

Several figures appeared in the distance, driving the magic sword, carrying several long rainbows, flying quickly, shouting: "Demon cub, Hugh has to be murderous again." ”

The breath of the people who came did not hide it at all, and almost all of them were successful cultivation during the foundation building period.

"Lu Daoyou, I'll block you for a moment, you can leave first." Fijihang's face sank and said.

Lu Ming, who consumed a lot, gasped, and glanced at Feihang when he heard the words, no longer hesitated, and ran away with the sword light.

The spell that Feihang had been brewing for a long time suddenly broke out, and a water dragon with the thickness of a bucket suddenly poked its head out of the sea, constantly spitting out spears, but at this time, Feihang was a little weak, and the water dragon struggled for a long time, but failed to get out of the sea The water dragon spit out dozens of spears and then dissipated with a bang and merged into the seawater.

"Good thief, there are still comrades."

Several people in the air, several spells in a row eliminated the attacking blue spear.

"My senior brother is not a demon cub, we are disciples of Yixian Ju, that demon cub has been seriously injured by my senior brother, you don't want to chase after it." Liu Yishu harnessed the sword light and shouted towards the sky.

Several people in the air glanced at Liu Yishu and Feihang strangely, and saw that this aura and the clothes on their bodies should indeed be the disciples of Yixianju.

"Don't worry about it for now, chase that devil cub first, and snatching that gun is the primary goal."

"After cleaning up that demon cub, I'll clean you up again, hum, go."

Harnessed the sword light and hurried away.

Feihang's face was gloomy, in his mind, if he hadn't stopped Lu Ming and made a few ruthless moves, he would never have been chased away by these people, and he would have died at any time. Taoist friends, Taoist friends, friends of the same way, not everyone can be called a Taoist friend.

"Senior brother, why did you let him escape." Liu Yishu flew to Fiji's side and asked loudly.

"Shut up, Lu Daoyou's spiritual power is pure, although the state is very strange, but it is definitely not a demon cultivator." Fei Hang glared at him angrily, Liu Yishu's neck shrank, he didn't dare to speak again, and followed behind Fei Hang.

Feihang stepped on the bamboo raft and took out the elixir, and while recovering his spiritual power to heal his wounds, he drove the bamboo raft in the direction where Lu Ming left.