Jing Yue was very aggrieved.

As one of the Seven Heroes of the Sword Sect, this is the second time he has fled in a panic.

He didn't want to run away, if he could wait for the arrival of the Seven Heroes of the Sword Sect, he would definitely dare to turn around and fight, but ...... Can't wait!

If a swordsman has a sword intent, it is very likely that he has already eroded his sword intent, and his sword intent has collapsed into slag.

However, he has no regrets.

Is it ...... alive Isn't it good?

Stepping on the soles of his feet, his blood was bursting, and he ran wildly on the roof with the pineapple wooden sword box on his back, flying between them, far away from the place where Chen Mansion was right and wrong.

As a six-ringing grandmaster swordsman, he has to go, unless Lu Fan is really ruthless to keep him.

He bet right, Lu Fan did the same this time as last time, and he didn't keep his thoughts.

Seven or eight rooftops were flown over.

Suddenly.

Jing Yue's heart sank, as one of the Seven Heroes of the Sword Sect, he still had strength, his body rotated at high speed in place, and the black robe flew up.

His body rotated sideways three times, and the soles of his feet smashed steadily on the roof, shattering a piece of black tile.

In front of him.

A graceful figure stopped him.

The remnant sun is like blood, reflecting the long white dress, fluttering like a fairy.

Three thousand green silk are scattered, and the eyebrows and eyes are picturesque.

It's a beautiful person, like a person walking out of a painting.

The fluttering air flow made this person have a wisp of immortal intent, like a fairy in the sky.

Ning Zhao looked at Jing Yue solemnly, and his aura was mobilized.

She didn't have a sword in her hands, after all, the cicada wing sword was in the handle of Lu Fan's wheelchair.

"Childe is in Chen's Mansion, you are from Chen's Mansion......"

Ning Zhao's long eyelashes seemed to glow in the setting sun.

She finished dealing with the matter of the island in the middle of the lake, and as soon as she landed on the island, she heard that Lu Fan was killing on a large scale, so she hurried over.

But he happened to meet Jing Yue who escaped.

"If you carry a pineapple wood sword box, you are a sword faction, and Gongzi wants to make there be no sword faction in Beiluo City...... So, you can't go. ”

Ning Zhao's red lips opened lightly and said lightly.

"Young Master Lu's maidservant?"

Jing Yue recognized Ning Zhao, so he was very dignified.

"You're no match for me, let's go...... Otherwise, I will be ruthless under the sword. ”

Jingyue Road.

He didn't want to entangle with Ning Zhao, mainly because Ning Zhao's identity was Lu Fan's maidservant.

He fled twice, and Lu Fan didn't touch him, but if he injured this servant, or killed this handmaiden......

That young master Lu, I'm afraid that he will hunt him down to the ends of the earth.

After all, he heard that the young master of Beiluolu had a very small heart......

Ning Zhao smiled, she raised her hand, two wisps of light blue air surging in her palms, the gauze skirt on her body rolled up, and her eyes were resolute.

This time...... She won't let Childe down.

War!

Ning Zhao's little feet were on a black tile, his qi and blood roared, and a strange sound exploded, and his body was like a ghost under the glow of the remnant sun.

Jing Yue's eyes froze, his body exploded with six strange sounds, and the sword stabbed out mercilessly.

He was afraid that Nie Changqing would forget it.

Could it be that he would still be afraid of Ning Zhao's mere grandmaster?

......

Outside the city of North Los Angeles, on the endless plains, smoke and dust billowed out.

Horseshoe trampling.

There are four figures wearing hats and carrying pineapple wooden sword boxes galloping at high speed.

The iron-blooded sentinels guarding the city immediately discovered the target, and the news spread throughout the city.

The iron-blooded guards all moved, one by one, they tightened the strong crossbows in the army, set up at the head of the city, and once the enemy approached, they shot them indiscriminately.

However, the sound of horses' hooves did not stop, and they still exploded, raising a rush of dust.

Finally, on the city of North Los Angeles, the defenders loosened their bowstrings, and one arrow after another burst out, cutting an arc across the sky and turning into a rain of arrows.

And the four people who were galloping on the horses slipped off the horse's back, and instantly slid to the horse's belly, and the arrows fell one after another.

Shot four horses into a sieve.

The sound of sword groaning burst out, and there was a bloody sound of the sky.

Four figures, from the belly of the fallen horse, performed light skills, and swept out quickly.

came to the city wall of Beiluo, which is full of mottled traces.

Sonorous explosion.

Sparks splash.

The blade of the sword was against the slight gap in the city wall, and the sword body bent and bounced, so as to borrow the strength to fly on the wall and climb straight up.

The four of them rushed to the city wall.

The burly body of the first-class warrior who defended the city under Lu Changkong roared angrily, wielding a heavy big knife to kill.

These four people wore hats on their heads, and they didn't seem to want to fight, and they didn't dare to fight, once they fell into a siege, no matter how high their martial arts were, they could be hacked to death with random slashes.

The crisp sword groaned constantly.

The bodies of the four flew over the iron-blooded soldiers who had gathered around the city.

The soles of his feet lightly touched his shoulders and floated out a long way.

After crossing the iron-blooded soldier and crossing the city wall, he followed the inner city wall, pressed his sword against the wall, struck a spark, and landed in the city.

......

Dozens of miles outside North Los Angeles.

Three hundred iron horsemen trampled the ground and walked slowly.

Among the three hundred horsemen, there was a carriage drawn by five horses galloping at a gallop, the wheels of the carriage turning, and the dust and dust were raised.

Five-horse travel, this is the national teacher's car.

Lu Changkong rode on horseback, riding in iron, and his face was pale.

The curtain of the carriage was opened, the cloak was scattered, and the open-chested Confucian carried a gourd, and sat sideways in the co-pilot, together with the coachman.

"Lord Lu, I've committed another hexagram, but I want to take a hexagram?"

Mo Tianyu poured a sip of wine, sat on the carriage frame, and said loudly to Lu Changkong, who was riding on a horse.

Lu Changkong's eyes under his helmet were like torches, and he glanced at him.

"Mr. follows the national teacher, why does he like to tell fortunes? Fortune telling is not something that only those gods of the Tianji family do?"

Mo Tianyu, who was in a cloak, laughed, scratched his exposed chest, poured a sip of gourd wine, and said: "There is a sequence of hearing the Tao, I learned the hexagram first, and then I was taken away by the master to learn Confucianism, and the past is unbearable......

Lu Changkong nodded.

"The road is lonely, so let's listen to Mr. ”

Lu Chang Kongdao.

Mo Tianyu's eyes lit up, and he took out three plates of shiny copper coins from his arms, put them in the palm of his hand, poured a sip of wine, held them in his mouth, and then sprayed them out towards the three copper coins.

The three copper coins that were sprayed rolled in the wine, and finally fell into the palm of Mo Tianyu's hand.

"Yo, that's interesting......"

"The hexagram shows that the great murderer, Lord Lu, if you leave the city this time, you will kill your son, the sword faction will be in charge of Beiluo, and the blood in the city will be like a river...... Tut-tut, bloody catastrophe. ”

Mo Tianyu looked at it for a while, smashed his mouth, and said.

Lu Changkong frowned, and a flash of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

However......

Before he could have a seizure.

In the distance, there was the sound of horses' hooves, and in the direction of North Los Angeles, a horse galloped over.

On horseback, there was a soldier wearing the armor of the Beiluo army.

After being stopped.

Kneeling on one knee, he slid in front of Lu Changkong's body, raising dust.

"Report!"

Say. ”

"Beiluo City summoned a hundred Confucian scholars and sword sect masters on Beiluo Lake, questioned the young master, and hired a mob of local ruffians to unite with Beiluo merchants to cause a riot. ”

"And there are four great masters of the Sword Sect knocking on the city wall with swords, and they will enter the city with light skills!"

The soldier lowered his head and spoke very quickly.

After Lu Changkong listened, his whole body was full of qi and blood, and his eyes were exposed to a murderous aura!

"How dare the Sword Sect?!"

Lu Changkong did not roar at the three major families, but directly scolded the Sword Sect, the family of the three masters died, there is no need to worry, it is the Sword Sect that can really do things.

He knew that the Sword Sect was going to make trouble, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly!

The other side.

Mo Tianyu smiled.

He roared to the sky and got back into the carriage.

This time, Lao Tzu's hexagram seems to be correct. ”

"One hexagram counts life and death, and one judge reincarnation ......"

Mo Tianyu laughed and returned to the carriage.

Lu Changkong glanced at him with a cold face, the horsewhip was drawn, and the horse raised its front hooves and neighed.

The three hundred iron horsemen sped up, and under the pull of the bloody sun, they rushed back to North Los Angeles at full speed.

......

The Chen family's mansion.

There was silence, blood flowed all over the ground, and even stained the water in the pond red.

The wind blew, bringing up a bloody wind all over the ground.

Lu Fan sat in a white robe, without the slightest trace of blood, playing with chess pieces, and his face was like jade.

Since "Bai Yujing" was founded, Beiluo City is the city where Bai Yujing is located, and Lu Fan naturally will not let there be any other forces in the city.

Yes, then unplug it.

Suddenly.

Lu Fanyu raised his eyebrows.

He turned his head to look at the long street outside the mansion.

Nie Changqing took the pig-killing knife and also stood beside Lu Fan, his face solemn.

"Childe...... There are masters. ”

Nie Changqing said.

Lu Fan nodded, and at 13 points of soul strength, he naturally sensed the murderous aura swept by the four black clouds.

As if thinking of something, the corners of Lu Fan's mouth twitched slightly.

"The last struggle of the Sword Sect......

After that, the pieces were thrown back into the box.

"Yiyue, let's go. ”

Lu Fan Road.

"Wow. ”

Yiyue Fox Charm's face was slightly serious, and she pushed her wheelchair to the Chen Mansion, and Ni Yu also walked aside.

Nie Changqing grabbed the pig-killing knife, wiped the blood on it with his sleeve, his eyes flashed, and followed.