Rain, accompanied by the dragon's roar, fell in the cloudless night sky. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Lu Qiqian's vertical pupils became more and more cold, and the breath that belonged to the dragon was full of desolation. Lu Qiqian, who seems to have not changed at all, gives people unimaginable oppression and fear.

Before his right foot was lifted and fell, Lu Qiqian disappeared in place.

Zixiang was horrified and sensed that death was coming, and wanted to forcibly operate the true yuan in his body, struggling to get up from the ground. It's just that the sword of the two of them used up all of Zixiang's strength and true yuan, causing Zixiang to be extremely weak, not to mention that it was difficult to fight back or get up.

In an instant, Lu Qiqian appeared in front of Zixiang, and the gentleman's sword stabbed into his chest like a bolt of lightning. The faint true element covered by the blade of the sword was particularly eye-catching, and Zixiang seemed to see the shadow of death.

"Ah" Zixiang yelled and lost his calm, unwilling but helpless.

At the same time as Lu Qiqian made a move, Deputy Yuan Xiang and Chu Man were ready to go to the rescue. It's just that before the two of them made any moves, Huang and his son and the teacher of the Academy of Literature appeared in front of the two.

"Get out" Deputy Xiang said angrily and shot at Huang Fuzi.

The crutch in his hand was like a sharp sword, heading towards Huang Fuzi's chest, and the whole person exuded terrifying killing intent. Chu Man also shot towards the teaching of the Academy of Literature, and his punch was like a thunderbolt and magnificent.

It's just that Huang Fuzi and the teachers of the Academy of Literature are not idle people, and they don't have a hard fight with Xiang Vice Yuan and Chu Man at all, and they skillfully dodge the attacks of the two, and they also seize the opportunity to attack the two.

Deputy Yuan Xiang and Chu Man hurriedly retreated and did not continue to make a move, coldly looking at the teachings of Huang Fuzi and the Academy of Literature, knowing in their hearts that the general trend had gone, and it was impossible to save Zixiang.

"It's a pity," Huang Fuzi said with a sigh, looking not far away with a smile.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh for Zixiang, no matter how outstanding the other party's talent is, it is impossible for Lu Qiqian to have potential, and even if Zixiang has the strength behind him, it is impossible to be as strong as the Lu family where Lu Qiqian is.

This also leads to the fact that even if someone wants to save Zixiang, it is just imagination in their hearts, and they dare not take any actual action at all. What are you kidding, it is the Lu family, a family that has existed for thousands of years, and it is an unimaginable behemoth.

Seeing that the Junzi Sword was about to take away Zixiang's life, suddenly a shadow appeared in everyone's sight, and the red sleeve sword that fell to the ground was picked up, and a sword provoked the token Junzi Sword of the Lu family patriarch.

Lu Qiqian looked at the person who appeared in front of Zixiang's eyes in surprise, Qingque and Mi Xing looked at that person happily, and everyone looked at that person closely.

The man smiled and said indifferently, "Cousin, long time no see"

Lu Qikun recovered his memory, of course, not all of them were recovered, and there were still many memories that he had not recalled. Moreover, Lu Qikun's current situation is very unstable, and Dao Jian is temporarily controlled by himself, preventing him from destroying the memories that appear at will.

So for Lu Qikun, time is limited, and after an ordinary greeting, Lu Qikun took out his sword.

The wind came from all directions, setting off dripping rain, and the whole person moved with the wind, and the speed of the sword was extremely fast.

Lu Qiqian frowned and retreated into the distance in an instant, but suddenly his eyes burst into essence, and the gentleman's sword was provoked from the bottom up, flicking away Lu Qikun's red hidden blade. Then it disappeared in place again, and at the same time, the majestic rain was like tens of millions of sharp swords, turning the whole world into a world of swords.

Dragon, soaring clouds and fog, controlling rain and wind.

This is the ability brought by Lu Qiqian's second awakening, although he was surprised by Lu Qikun's sword moves, since he can catch up with his own speed. But as long as it is in the rain, it has an absolute advantage, and the dense drizzle is a sharp sword, with extremely sharp sword intent.

The gentleness of the rain transforms all things on the earth, and the wrath of the rain destroys everything.

Lu Qikun's expression changed drastically, and he swung his sword out, and the raging wind turned into a storm, wanting to tear apart the majestic rain.

It's just that no matter how strong the wind blows, it can only block it for a while.

Lu Qikun suddenly retreated to a safe distance, but he was still a step slower, and blood flowers appeared on his shoulders in an instant, and there was even a sky-high sword intent that did not enter his body. Lu Qikun's body staggered, his ruddy cheeks turned pale, and a mouthful of blood rushed up from his throat, although it was suppressed, the corners of his mouth were a little scarlet overflowing.

Lu Qiqian naturally would not let go of such an opportunity, his right foot slowly raised and was about to give Lu Qikun a fatal blow, but suddenly the whole person seemed to be stopped, and the next second his right foot fell and involuntarily took a few steps forward, and then spurted out a mouthful of scarlet blood.

The blood fell to the ground with the heavy rain and was quickly washed away by the rain.

Lu Qiqian looked up at Lu Qikun not far away, unwilling and angry from his heart, unable to raise the gentleman's sword in his hand, and even wanted to forcibly operate the true yuan in his body.

"Enough" Lu Qiye's voice was like thunder, resounding in the palace garden in the majestic rain.

When everyone didn't react, Lu Qiqian appeared in front of him with an indifferent expression, as if Lu Qiqian, who was pale and powerless in front of him, was not his nephew at all, not the hope of the Lu family, but a very ordinary stranger.

Lu Qiye shook his head, indifferent like an iceberg, and gradually softened to reveal helplessness. immediately reached out and took the gentleman's sword, and then let Lu Qiqian lean on his back, his eyes fixed on Lu Qikun not far away.

Lu Qiqian was full of unwillingness and anger, but in the end, he was only left in a deep stupor.

Lu Qiye noticed Lu Qiqian's lethargy, and the worry in his heart immediately dissipated, looked at Lu Qikun and said coldly, "The silence of the Lu family does not mean that it is declining, it just depends on whether you are willing to pay the price." ”

After saying that, Lu Qiqian left the palace garden with his back on his back, this sentence was said to Lu Qikun, but the real warning was the people of the Martial Academy.

With the departure of Lu Qiye and Lu Qiqian, the rain gradually became lighter, but everyone in the palace garden was at a loss, and they didn't know what to do next. Because the situation at tonight's phoenix banquet this year is complicated, even a politician like Bo has not been able to adapt to it.

"Are you okay?" Qingque and Mi Xing shouted at the same time, heading towards the injured Lu Qikun.

It's just that when the two really came to Lu Qikun, they stopped at the same time and looked at each other with complicated expressions. Not far away, the uncle and the people of the Academy also stepped forward, and everyone's expressions were full of indifference.

Suddenly it was clear to everyone that tonight was not over