Luoyang Jingnian Zen Academy, I also heard that Fan Qinghui died, it is rumored that it was the queen of yin who shot, but the real initiator, I'm afraid it's you" His voice was not heavy, but it was an awe-inspiring pressure, which was his own martial arts without anger and might, and the momentum cultivated in a high position.

"Exactly" Lu Bu stood like a mountain, no matter how much Song Lack's momentum, he couldn't shake him by half a point.

"Cihang Jingzhai's peerless martial arts are really eye-opening," he said with a sense of schadenfreude in his tone.

Song Que snorted coldly: "Good son, it is really good courage to dare to risk the disapproval of the world."

There was already anger in his tone, and he turned around suddenly, at this time Lu Bu saw Song Que's appearance, Lu Bu had to admit that this was a very attractive middle-aged man, with a calm after all the vicissitudes of life in his eyes, like a deep pool, it was difficult to look away, and the most moving thing was that he had all the aristocratic temperament of a high position.

Lu Bu was unmoved, and said coldly: "The valve owner is settling accounts after the autumn?" He paused slightly, his eyes sharpened, and the eyes of the two met in the inner hall, and his qi suddenly became solemn, like a thousand jun. Or is it that the owner still has a longing for the Van nun and wants to get justice for his old lover? He knew that in the original work, this Song Que and Fan Qinghui had a leg, originally, he didn't believe it, but now it seems that it is a fact.

Song Que laughed loudly, the sound shook the inner hall, that is, after the wooden hall, Song Yuzhi and the others also stood up to this burst of laughter, everyone couldn't help but look at each other, not knowing what happened, but everyone knew that this was not a happy laughter, but a faint anger.

"I wonder why that guy Daddy?" Song Yuzhi was worried.

"Good, good, good" three good words in a row, Song Que sneered and looked at Lu Bu: "Dare to speak like this in front of me, you are the first, today I want to see how many knives the first hand of the young generation on the rivers and lakes can catch me"

His voice fell, as soon as he raised his head, he waved his big sleeves, his five fingers were slightly bent, and he grabbed at the wall, and a thick-backed knife on the wall was hanging on the wall, shaking like a swimming dragon, and there were bursts of roars like dragon groans.

The "Qiang" big knife came out of the sheath and shot out, and it fell into Song Que's hands.

Song Que waved the knife, and when he landed, he stirred up a burst of dignified knife intent like a mountain, and he stood there with his whole person, stopping at the edge of the mountain, and there was a feeling of being as thick as a mountain, which made people feel incomparable, and the extremely sharp feeling came to his face, and in front of him was a peerless heavenly knife, which was sharp.

It's just that the momentum is enough to overwhelm everything, if it is a slightly weaker person, he has already been robbed of his sanity and defeated without a fight.

The mind was locked by a sharp knife intent, Lu Bu's heart shook slightly, his whole body was shrouded by a gang qi, the cold knife qi cut the talisman true qi, under the qi, as long as he showed a trace of traces, he was going to be hit like a storm, but there was no change on his face, just praised: "What a heavenly knife" With his words, the air around his body rotated, Song Que suddenly felt that he had lost his goal, and he couldn't grasp Lu Bu's position, which was unique in his life

"There is nothing else besides the knife," Lu Bu exclaimed, "Is this the valve master's knife?" ”

Get a knife and then forget the knife, a person is a knife, a knife is also a person, there is nothing other than the knife, this is Song Que's knife intent.

Song Que was slightly surprised: "It seems that I am you"

Before the words fell, Lu Bu had already put one hand on top of the Soul Devourer, and Fang Tian's halberd was like a black hole, devouring everything around it, causing a strong visual dislocation.

Under the agitation of the gang, the floor shattered inch by inch, and it shook like a cloth, forming an angry dragon that roared towards Song Que.

Gang Qi was vertical and horizontal, and before he could get close, he was already shattered by a knife qi, Jin Feng blew Song Que's forehead to shatter, he looked extraordinary, and there was a charm that made women scream.

"It's a good four-dimensional and eight-way, and there is only the valve master, who can fight with me" Lu Bu's loud voice seemed to permeate the entire Song family mountain city, and Song Yuzhi, who was standing outside the door, couldn't help but snort softly: "It's shameless"

Song Que stood upright like a sculpture, looking at Lu Bu, but did not refute, this kind of fighting spirit, such momentum, under the whole world, it is really difficult to find a way to resist

The soul devouring shook and let out a scream, like a ghost's roar, this peerless murder weapon made a sharp roar like a ghost, and the halberd body gradually became blood red, which was agitated.

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the battle intent is monstrous, the frost is coming, the momentum of the two is stirring in the void room, and the electric light is born, like a dragon and snake, without fighting, the momentum is already devastated.

Soul devouring in hand, Lu Bu gave people a feeling that was suddenly different, he was dressed in a purple robe hunting, chic, with a domineering aura, people did not dare to force their eyes, the lightning in his eyes was fierce, and the battle intent was agitated, as if a fierce beast chose people to devour, bursts of blood lit up, and his opponent was like a sea of clouds, surging waves.

Two peerless divine weapons, the former is churning like a sea of blood, the latter is like a sea of clouds, under the sword qi, the gang qi is rolling, the floor is shattered, like a spider web, extending to the surroundings, only the feet of the two are intact.

"What a murder weapon" Song Que said loudly, "Song Que has been concentrating for decades to obtain the realm of the Dao of the Sword, it is rare for the latter to have this understanding, no wonder he has such a reputation in the rivers and lakes."

He took a step forward, although it was a step, but it made people feel like the stars were shifting, and the dislocation above the direction made Lu Bu lock his qi completely failed, just one step, but there was such a mysterious feeling, locking Lu Bu again, making people have to admire Song Que's high cultivation.

The sword qi surged out, the wind surged, the overwhelming energy had already roared, and before he made a move, the momentum was already so powerful, Lu Bu's heart was like a mirror, unmoved, he took a step back, took a step forward, retreated and advanced, and the feeling of locking that came from the roar had been shaken off.

The big knife slashed down like lightning.

It seems to cross the space, the thick-backed big knife has been cut, without any fancy knife, but it completely locks the surrounding space, making people unavoidable, and the knife has a momentum like a mountain, and it is slashed fiercely.

"Qiang" swords and halberds intersected, the two of them collided hard, and the qi collided fiercely, the sound was like a blast, this was a confrontation of pure skill, Lu Bu fell into a few inches under his feet, and the stone slabs on the ground were completely shattered, stirring up, and surging away.

The blood in his chest was churning, Lu Bu spit out a mouthful of blood, blood, splashed on the soul devourer, the halberd was agitated, and there was a sharp scream, as if it was a sad groan, and it seemed to be unwilling, Lu Bu's eyes flashed, this battle of skill, he lost, but he laughed, "It is worthy of being a heavenly sword, it is really powerful" Although he said this, he was not half afraid, but it made people feel that they were getting stronger and stronger, especially the one who was like a fierce beast, with an aggressive gaze, which was daunting.

He laughed, laughing extremely comfortably, it is really a peerless heavenly sword, as long as he is under such an enemy, his own way can be refined and become more perfect, although the broken void, but with the power of Fu Cailin, forcibly broken, the foundation is not as solid as Song Que, now, to be able to do it again, to make up for his own shortcomings, laughter, the halberd is trembling, the fighting spirit is even more fierce, the blood is burning, it is indeed a rare pleasure to be able to fight with such an opponent.

With a long roar, he flew in, and a rainbow-like crystal burst appeared on the Soul Devouring Fang Tian Painting Halberd, and the halberd blade slashed fiercely into the empty space in front of him.

A wall of qi suddenly appeared, and a thousand sword intent was born, wind and thunder bursts, and sharp sword qi stirred in the entire inner hall.

Song Que was slightly surprised, he didn't expect him to take a knife from himself, this courage is indeed admirable.

Before stepping forward, Lu Bu's body was like a swimming dragon, going up against the wind, Song Que was slightly stunned, his strength had arrived, cutting his talisman true qi, just a halberd, just a halberd in the space, without any tricks, slashing towards himself.

Song Que smiled slightly, a smile flowed from his eyes, and with one blow, Song Que ignored the attacking halberd, which seemed to be an unrelated knife, but it forced Lu Bu to change his tactics halfway.

A flash of divine light flashed in his eyes, the knife just now, faintly, contained a kind of use of the way of heaven, although it was very little, but it was real, although his realm was high, he could not integrate his understanding into the moves like Song Que.

Simplifying, this is Song Que's knife, Lu Bu admired it in his heart.

"Zhuang Sheng Dream Butterfly, I don't know if Butterfly Dream Zhuang Zhou or Zhuang Zhou Oh Dream Butterfly, this is materialization, so this knife is materialization?" Man is a knife, a knife is a man, and it is difficult to distinguish between human knives, which is his knife realm.

In the past, there were people who looked at the mountain as a mountain, a mountain as a mountain, a mountain as a mountain, and said that the realm was the same knife, but it was different in Song Que's eyes, this is the realm.

Song Que waved the knife casually, a knife stirred, bursts of knife qi surged, with Song Que as the center, a circular cyclone was formed, and within the cyclone, the knife qi cut, as if thousands of blades were attacking.

If he lifts weights lightly, Lu Bu can do it, and he can even swing it freely, it is the feeling that has been integrated into his soul in countless bloody battles, but he can't do it like Song Que.

Lu Bu swung out a halberd, creating a wall of qi in the air, and his entire body spun like a spinning top with his right foot as the fulcrum.

Gang Qi was like a cut grapefruit to both sides, such a strange move, it actually broke Song Que's knife like this, his right hand was raised, and he was like a mountain, and he stirred up a strange wall of qi from the surroundings, pulling the surrounding qi machines.

It seems to be a heavenly magic force field, but it is not, Song Que can feel that no matter how Lu Bu moves, although he is domineering, he is very angry, and faintly, there is a sense of grandeur, which is very different from the femininity of the exercises of the Yin Sect.

Lu Bu took a step under his feet, and a halberd slashed towards Song Que's back, Song Que drank intently, and took a step, the halberd attacked by Lu Bu even failed with all the subsequent moves, a simple step, but with such a mysterious change, it couldn't help but be breathtaking.