Zhao Lu has been very troubled recently, he has been stationed in Boulder Town for so many years, and he has never had an accident, although he has always been very prepared to prevent unexpected situations. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But this time, it was really unexpected for him, but he didn't expect that this accident would be such a big deal.

Although the sect sent someone to check it and found a huge fox demon corpse, and publicized that it was a bad thing done by this fox demon, he knew in his heart that this matter might not be so simple.

Helplessly, the sect ordered that nothing could be said about this matter, and he was not allowed to investigate privately, so he was very angry, half of the village, and more than 20 people under his own command, it was rare to die in vain.

Even if he was a personal disciple of the three elders, the three elders also told him not to worry about this matter, and in the future, the sect would naturally give him an answer, and the two junior disciples who survived with him also received warnings from the sect, and this matter should not be publicized to the public.

Since his master said so, he had no choice but to give up, but every time he thought about it, he felt very uneasy in his heart, so he had to use wine to kill his sorrows.

On this day, Zhao Lu and his two surviving junior brothers drank in the tavern.

The three of them drank until late at night, and the tavern was about to close, but seeing that Zhao Lu was the commander of the guards of Boulder Town, he had to let the three of them drink.

At this time, a person walked in outside the door, Xiao Er glanced at it and said, "I'm sorry officer, we are closed, you can go to another house to have a look." ”

"Isn't there still someone drinking?" The man said with a smile, and didn't care about Xiao Er, he went straight to the table next to Zhao Lu and the others and sat down, "Good wine and good meat are up." ”

The person who came was in his thirties, with a scar on his face, and looked very inferior, Xiao Er didn't dare to say anything, so he went to prepare wine and food, and wondered in his heart, this person looked so rough, and his voice was thick, but it was so good, it was really strange.

Seeing that Xiao Er had gone to prepare something, the man reached out and took off a cloth bag half a foot wide and several feet long behind his back, and suddenly turned a pestle on the table.

Zhao Lu obviously heard a very crisp sound, and thought to himself, this must be a weapon, and then look at the person who came, dressed in a strong suit, and looked like a dusty servant, he probably knew where this person came from.

So he didn't meddle in his own affairs and continued to drink with his two junior brothers.

One of them said: "Senior brother, this matter will not end like this, we have to give an explanation to the dead brothers, otherwise they will die blindly!" ”

"You think I don't want to," Zhao Lu said, "It's the ...... of the sect."

Although Zhao Lu drank a lot of wine, his cultivation was very high, so he was not drunk, so he stopped his words in time, waved his hand, and continued to drink.

"Senior Brother......

"Don't talk about it!" As he spoke, Zhao Lu glanced at the person on the side a few times, and several juniors and disciples also understood that there were outsiders, and they really couldn't talk about it, so as not to leak the matter and be punished by the sect.

At this moment, in the backyard of the tavern, there was a burst of exclamations.

Zhao Lu immediately put down the wine glass, his figure flashed, and he rushed to the backyard, the two junior disciples were not as high as him, they couldn't keep up, and they were left behind.

However, the person who came in the middle of the night picked up the cloth bag on the table with one hand, and instantly appeared beside Zhao Lu, and actually came to the backyard with him.

However, they were still late, and the original Xiao Er and the two cooks in the tavern had already collapsed to the ground, and they seemed to have lost their breath.

Zhao Lu stepped forward to check the situation of the little two, and the person who appeared on the side went to check the situation of the cooks.

After a while, the two of them spoke at the same time: "Dead! ”

At this time, Zhao Lu's junior brother rushed over and asked, "What's the matter, this, it's all dead!?" ”

Zhao Lu nodded, very angry, he had been depressed for a long time, and now, someone was doing evil under his nose, and he couldn't bear it.

So, Zhao Lu turned his head and said to the people who came in the middle of the night, "Your Excellency is from the Blood Martial Sect, right!?" ”

"Yes!"

"What are you doing here!?" Zhao Lu felt that this person was suspicious, and something happened as soon as he came here, which was not clearly to tell him, this is what I did.

"It's none of your business, and you don't have the right to ask."

"We have three sects and two sects, and we have mutual friendships, for the sake of this face, I don't embarrass you, you tell me what you are doing here, let me see what you are in your cloth bag, if it has nothing to do with the death of these people in the tavern, I will let you go."

"In the bag is my knife, I can only tell you so much!"

"There is no basis for what you say, open it and take a look!"

The man paused for a moment, grinned, and said, "You have thought about it, the people who have seen my knife are dead!" ”

"Hahaha," Zhao Lu smiled indifferently, "Are you people from the Blood Martial Sect so arrogant!?" Let me take a look. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Lu's hands flashed, and the two juniors on the side were also eager to try, and he hurriedly said, "Don't move, lest you say that there are many people in our Heavenly Spirit Sect and few people are bullying." ”

The person from the Blood Martial Sect said, "It doesn't matter how much, come on!" ”

After speaking, a red light flashed all over his body, which was the unique internal strength of the Blood Martial Sect, which was somewhat similar to the aura, but this internal strength could not be released externally, it could only be used on the cultivator's body to enhance its defensive speed and so on.

Zhao Lu struck with a spiritual technique, and as soon as the people of the Blood Martial Sect stretched out their hands, they caught it so forcefully without causing any damage to it.

Instead, the man picked up the cloth bag and didn't untie it, so he slashed at Zhao Lu.

Zhao Lu's figure flashed, he retreated a few feet, and the spiritual skill was sacrificed again, and he hit the person who caught up.

The man slashed left and right, blocking the spiritual skills one by one, and then continued to chase Zhao Lu.

Zhao Lu had no choice but to step back again......

This is why the status of those who practice spiritual art is higher than that of those who practice internal strength, because this internal energy cannot carry out long-distance attacks, while spiritual magic can, therefore, when a person who practices spiritual art fights with a person who practices internal strength, it is a possession of spiritual art.

However, Zhao Lu was a little helpless at this time, although this person couldn't catch up with him, but he couldn't subdue this person, and besides, this person seemed to be getting braver and braver, and his spiritual skills were actually blocked, which was a bit unbelievable, if it went on like this, the two of them became a war of attrition, to see if Zhao Lu's spiritual power was consumed first, or that person's internal strength was used up first.

Whoever runs out first will naturally lose.

Zhao Lu is also a very experienced person, since it has become a war of attrition, then he has to pay attention to the rational use of his spiritual power, so as not to lose to this person and lose the face of the Heavenly Spirit Sect.

And at this moment, that person suddenly glanced up at Zhao Lu and smiled inexplicably.

Zhao Lu said in his heart, it's not good, there must be something wrong, otherwise this person wouldn't have laughed stupidly at himself......