In the face of Wuyou's all-out sword, Luo Yun and the two didn't dare to be careless, they each withdrew their hands and took a few steps back, glaring angrily at Wuyou. Luo Yun snorted even more coldly, spitting out words of dissatisfaction.

"Little friend, why are you stopping me from eliminating harm for the common people?"

Wu You put away his sword, nodded and smiled at Luo Yun: "Senior, you eliminate harm for the common people, and the younger generation does not dare to stop it." But did the seniors forget something? ”

"What's the matter?" Luo Yun's eyes flashed.

"The seniors borrowed the treasures of the juniors before, can they be returned at this time?" Wu You smiled and begged directly.

"Treasures? What treasures, how I don't know. Luo Yun said lightly.

As soon as he heard this, Wu You's heart couldn't help sinking: "The words of the seniors are to be greedy for the things of the younger generations!" ”

"I don't know what you're talking about, and how can you be greedy for ink." Luo Yun shook his head with an innocent expression.

"Luo Yun, you are also the lord of the dignified Heavenly Court, since you have the face to snatch other people's things, don't you even have the courage to admit it." Wu You snorted coldly, and there was a little more anger in his words.

Luo Yun didn't think so at all, glanced at Wuyou, and shook his head casually: "I said no, no, with my identity, will I still lie to you." Okay, the deity still has something to deal with, you can step back first. ”

"Since you insist on doing so, then don't blame me for being rude!" Wu You responded, turning his head to look at Qianyun, "Senior Qianyun, I wonder if you need help from juniors?" ”

"You're going to help me?" Qian Yun blinked, and a hint of strangeness flashed on his face.

Seeing Qianyun's reaction like this, Wu You's face sank again. She had a faint feeling in her heart that things were far from being as simple as she thought, and the battle between Qianyun and Luo Yun was not as she saw it, so incompatible.

But the matter has come to this point, and Wuyou can only speak again: "Yes, the juniors want to help the seniors." The seniors were chased and killed by Luo Yun, and they fought here for a long time, and I believe that they already knew each other's strength. If the stalemate continues, the predecessors will inevitably be defeated by Luo Yun, and at that time, it will naturally be more than lucky.

The younger generation is not cultivated enough, but he can barely compete with him a little. If I join forces with my predecessors, I will definitely be able to win the battle. At that time, the seniors got out safely, and the juniors got back the treasures, wouldn't everyone be happy! ”

In the face of Wuyou's lobbying words, Qianyun's eyes showed a deep expression. After a few breaths, he raised it again and nodded slightly towards Wuyou: "Xiaoyou's proposal is good, then let's join forces to fight." ”

"Good!" Wu You nodded slightly, and the cultivation was vigorous, forming a sky-high momentum, colliding towards Luo Yun.

At the same time, Qian Yun then struck and besieged Luo Yun. In the blink of an eye, the momentum of the pincer attack had been completed, enveloping Luo Yun. The difference between Qianyun and Luo Yun is not much, but at this time, with the help of Wuyou, he already has the power to resist.

But Luo Yun looked indifferent, and didn't react much, he glanced at the two of them, and there was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth. Then Luo Yun ran his cultivation and fought with Qianyun again. As for Maiyo, it was left to the side, obviously not taken to heart.

"I'd like to see how long you can fit!" Being ignored made Maiyu feel very depressed. Gritting his teeth fiercely, the long sword in his hand transformed, and slashed down towards Luo Yun's back.

The sword qi broke through the air, brought out a red match, and blinked behind Luo Yun. Luo Yun didn't have much, and with a wave of his hand, a yellow shield instantly transformed, blocking it before the training.

There was a roar, the shield bounced back in an instant, and the red horse training dissipated.

At the same moment, a white light flashed, and it blinked in front of Wuyou. Inside the white mang, there was a silver-white short sword, on which the power was amazing, with a shocking sharpness. Wuyou didn't dare to resist, so she had to dodge sideways, and her face became more and more gloomy.

"What the hell are you going to do!" Wu You shouted, and his eyes fell on Qian Yun's body. The blow of the short sword just now came from him. (To be continued.) )