Chapter 117: A finger pierces the heart

Lu Tiancheng is not a monk, and he doesn't know that the strength of a monk is not something that ordinary people can compete with, so even though he saw that Lu Jing was full of confidence, he was still worried: "The Mo family has dominated Mocheng for hundreds of years, and it is the largest force in Mocheng, raising hundreds of warriors, Jing'er, or forget about this matter, let's escape first." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Yes, yes, Jing'er, listen to your father, let's get out of here, the Mo family is too powerful." After hearing this, Liu also came forward to persuade him.

When Lu Jing heard his parents say this, he could only smile bitterly in his heart, he wanted to tell his parents that he didn't pay attention to the Mo family or anything, but it was estimated that he said so, and his parents didn't believe it, so he could only comfort: "Father, mother, don't worry, I can handle it." ”

After appeasing his parents, Lu Jing suddenly saw the little girl hiding behind the Liu family and secretly looking at him, knowing that this was his sister Lu Shuang, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Come, Xiaoshuang is good, call my brother to listen." ”

The little girl was obviously a little scared, and when she saw Lu Jing talking to her, her head shrank, and she hid behind Liu.

In the end, it was Liu who pulled the little guy out: "Xiaoshuang, he is the big brother I often tell me, good boy, call brother." ”

Under Liu's persuasion, the little guy finally shouted softly: "Brother! ”

Lu Jing was overjoyed when he heard this, and rubbed his sister Lu Shuang's little head.

At this moment, Wang Guan's anxious voice came in from outside: "Young Master, it's not good, Mo Zijie, the young master of the Mo family, has rushed over with many Mo family warriors. ”

Hearing Steward Wang's voice, Lu Tiancheng and Liu's faces changed greatly, but a sneer appeared on Lu Jing's face: "I want to see how he Mo Zijie will deal with our Lu family." With that, his figure had disappeared into the firewood room.

In the manor, Steward Wang had already tied up the seriously injured Mo family warriors one by one with ropes, and at the same time, he also released all the people in Lujiazhuang who had been closed by the Mo family warriors, about sixty people.

"Young Master, you're out."

Seeing Lu Jing who suddenly appeared in front of him, Steward Wang was overjoyed.

Unlike Lu Tiancheng and the Liu family, Steward Wang is full of confidence in his own young master, not to mention that he saw Lu Jing with his own eyes and seriously injured more than 30 warriors of the Mo family with just a flick of his hand, and he also knew that the kitten squatting on Lu Jing's shoulder was actually a behemoth the size of a small mountain, so he felt that the Mo family's in front of his own young master was simply a dish.

"Let's go, let's go meet the young master of the Mo family for a while."

Lu Jing said, walking towards the gate.

Steward Wang hurriedly followed.

"That young man is the young master of our Lu family? I heard Steward Wang say that he has become an immortal master. ”

"Hmph, the people of the Mo family actually dare to deal with our Lu family, now that the young master has become an immortal master, I want to see what happens to their Mo family."

"It's best that the young master can kill the people of their Mo family and leave no armor behind."

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Those who had just been released looked at Lu Jing's figure, talking excitedly, and also ran out of the door, thinking about how their young master dealt with the Mo family.

"Lu Jing, you're really back."

As soon as Lu Jing stepped out of the door, he heard a sound, and as soon as he swept his eyes, he saw a young man in Chinese clothes with nearly a hundred black-clothed warriors surging forward.

"Mo Zijie?"

Lu Jing looked at the young man in gorgeous clothes, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a vague impression appeared in his heart, he seemed to have seen this Mo Zijie.

"Looks like you don't remember me anymore." Mo Zijie stared at Lu Jing, with a look of hatred in his eyes: "If it wasn't for you, how could the master of the Yin Demon Sect give up on me?" ”

After listening to Mo Zijie's words, Lu Jing finally remembered who this person was.

In the past, the monks of the Yin Demon Sect came to Mocheng to accept apprentices, and there was once a boy who was favored by everyone in Mocheng, thinking that which boy would definitely be favored by the masters of the Yin Demon Sect, and at that time, Lu Jing was just a very inconspicuous little person, but, but in the end, it was Lu Jing who was selected, and the boy who was favored by everyone was given up.

"It's you!" Lu Jing recognized Mo Zijie now, but so what? Mo Zijie was not selected, it was because he did not have the qualification to cultivate immortals, what does this have to do with himself? What's more, the Mo family made a move against the Lu family this time, and the two of them have become enemies.

When Mo Zijie heard Lu Jing's disapproving voice, his heart was furious, and a roar came out of his throat: "What if you join the Yin Demon Sect?" Today, I'm going to kill you here, all of you, give it to me, kill him for me. Whoever cuts off his head, I will be rewarded. ”

Mo Zijie looked at Lu Jing resentfully, and waved his hand to let the Mo family warriors in the rear attack.

"Kill!"

Hearing Mo Zijie's voice, nearly a hundred black-clothed warriors suddenly raised or raised their swords to kill Lu Jing, each with a fierce light in their eyes, wanting to cut off Lu Jing's head in exchange for a generous gift.

"It is not a pity to die for those who are dizzy with lust for profit."

Lu Jingdi looked at the black-clothed warriors who rushed over one after another, a trace of pity appeared in his eyes, these people only knew the generous gifts, but they completely forgot the horror of the monks.

"Little Cloud Rain Ice Archery!"

He pinched the spell and casually unleashed a low-level spell.

In an instant, a large area of dark clouds emerged, enveloping the sky over many black-clothed warriors, and the next moment, torrential rain fell from the sky, and dense ice arrows whistled down.

"Ahh Yes! Ah......h

For a while, one by one, the black-clothed warriors were pierced by the ice arrows shot from the sky, and screams rang out.

"Immortal, this is the ...... immortal"

Many of the black-clad warriors screamed in fear, desperately fleeing beyond the area covered by dark clouds.

Those people in Lujiazhuang looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and they were also stunned one by one, this is the legendary immortal art, the young master, he really became an immortal master.

After a few moments, the clouds cleared, and there was silence below, except for the silent flow of blood.

On the ground, there were corpses lying one after another.

Nearly 100 black-clothed warriors died.

"Shhh

When the people in Lujiazhuang saw this scene, they couldn't help but gasp, for them, the monk was too far away, and they could only imagine the power of the monk, such as one as a hundred or something, but now they found that the monk was far more terrifying than they imagined.

However, Lu Jing frowned slightly, Mo Zijie was not dead, he was holding a purple light shield, blocking all ice arrow attacks.

"Hahaha, Senior Brother Zuo is right, although you Lu Jing has entered the Yin Demon Sect, you are just a waste, and you can't even break the spell that Senior Brother Zuo gave me." Mo Zijie saw that he was fine, and he didn't care that all the people he brought were dead, but said proudly: "Lu Jing, you didn't expect it, I also have the opportunity to join the Immortal Cultivation Sect, and soon, I will become a real powerhouse, where a waste like you, even if you join the sect, you are still a waste." ”

"Hmph, this incident really has something to do with the monk." Lu Jing's face turned cold when he heard this.

"Lu Jing, Senior Brother Zuo also gave an attack charm, and you will soon die at my hands. However, you can rest assured, even if you die, I will take care of your family, hehe, I heard that you have a three-year-old sister, I will hand him over to the old bustard in the Qinglou to train well, to ensure that she will have a prosperous life in the future. ”

Mo Zijie said that in the end, his face was full of cruelty.

"You're damned!"

When Lu Jing heard Mo Zijie's last words, a cold light suddenly bloomed in his eyes.

"Die!"

Mo Zijie was startled by the killing intent in Lu Jing's eyes, and hurriedly threw out a charm, and in an instant, the spell turned into a fireball the size of a water tank, and smashed towards Lu Jing.

"Die."

Lu Jing didn't look at the fireball at all, just two fingers like a sword, and suddenly pointed at Mo Zijie.

A thick mana burst out like the tip of a sword, and the fireball was still halfway through it when it was split in half by the mana sword, and Mo Zijie felt his heart cold, and the strength of his whole body began to drain rapidly.

"Why can't you stop it?"

Mo Zijie stared blankly at the bloody hole in his heart, and then collapsed with a bang.

"It's just a low-level spell, blocking the ice arrow is already the limit, do you really think I can't break it?" Lu Jing looked down at Mo Zijie's corpse and said disdainfully, however, the news that Mo Zijie revealed at the end undoubtedly showed that the mastermind behind this incident was a sect monk.

"No matter which sect it is? If you want to deal with my Lu family, I will make you pay. ”

Lu Jing snorted coldly, and his body flew up suddenly, heading straight for the Mo family.

"All the warriors of the Mo family are dead, and the young master of the Mo family is also dead."

The people of Lujiazhuang, looking at the corpses all over the ground, were shocked at first, but after reacting, they were cheered.