Hearing this voice, Ling Jiuxiang and Zheng Zihang's bodies froze suddenly, and their faces were dead.

Turning around, I saw that familiar figure appear here.

It was Lu Yuan who appeared here from the flight of Edgeworth.

He was worried that it would be too late, so Ling Jiuxiang and Zheng Zihang had entered the Holy Land, so they came at full speed.

Fortunately, the swordsmanship was worthy of being the strongest swordsmanship in Shushan, and the flying speed was too fast, and in just a while, he came here and intercepted Ling Jiuxiang and the others.

Looking at Ling Jiuxiang, whose face was pale and his right shoulder was dripping with blood, Lu Yuan also looked cold.

"It seems that the power of the Wind Array is still not good, and it actually allowed you to escape. ”

Lu Yuan shook his head slightly, and said with some emotion.

When Ling Jiuxiang heard this, there was also a surge of blood in his chest, and he wanted to spit it out, but he forcibly held back.

Then, Lu Yuan looked at Zheng Zihang, whose face was extremely ugly at this time.

"Is this your first wave of revenge?"

Lu Yuan pursed a sneer at the corner of his mouth and looked at Zheng Zihang mockingly.

"But thank you for the call, otherwise I might not have found this place so quickly. ”

Hearing this, Ling Jiuxiang was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zheng Zihang with an angry face, and then shook his head weakly.

Hearing this, Zheng Zihang's face was suddenly as ugly as eating a fly, and his eyes were full of remorse.

He scolded himself angrily in his heart, why did he call Lu Yuan cheaply and pretend to show off, and he also made mocking remarks.

Thinking that he had mocked Lu Yuan on the phone before, saying that the Ten Thousand Worlds Sect had been leveled, and also expressed his pleasure in revenge on Lu Yuan.

Now it seems that I am afraid that I am like a mentally retarded person in Lu Yuan's heart, like a clown who jumps off the beam.

The so-called first wave of revenge in his mouth was nothing for Lu Yuan.

On the contrary, on their side, two Tongxuan mid-level powerhouses were killed, and one Tongxuan post-level powerhouse had an arm cut off, and the losses were huge.

Even if he can return to the Holy Land this time, he may not have a good life to live, and even his master will be difficult to keep this guilt.

What's more, now that Lu Yuan has descended here, it may be a little difficult for them to return to the Holy Land smoothly.

"I barely managed to block the first wave of retaliation, and I'm looking forward to the next wave of retaliation. ”

Lu Yuan said again.

Hearing this, Zheng Zihang's face became even more ugly, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Lu Yuan's every word was slapping him in the face, making him feel a burst of heat on his face.

"However, I don't think that opportunity will be there. ”

Lu Yuan stood with his hands in his hands and said indifferently.

Hearing this, Ling Jiuxiang and Zheng Zihang were both stunned, and then a look of surprise appeared in their eyes, and they were faintly uneasy in their hearts.

Don't have that chance? Is Lu Yuan going to attack them?

Sure enough, the next thing they saw was that Lu Yuan was holding the Demon Suppression Sword, and his eyes were cold and waved the blade of the sword towards them.

"Lu Yuan, if you kill us at the gate of the Holy Land, the Holy Land will definitely fight with you endlessly!"

Ling Jiuxiang felt the breath of death again, and was immediately shocked, and shouted at Lu Yuan with a strong expression.

"Never die? Could it be that in the current situation, the Holy Land and I are not dying?"

When Lu Yuan heard this, he also smiled coldly, not caring about Ling Jiuxiang's threat.

He quickly stepped forward, holding the Demon Suppression Sword in his hand, and the cold blade was wrapped with a trace of mana, and simply swung towards Ling Jiuxiang.

Ling Jiuxiang saw that Lu Yuan was so decisive, and his eyes also showed a trace of fear and panic.

Facing Lu Yuan's simple, but palpitating sword, he forcibly urged the little mana left in his body, forming several layers of mana shields on the surface of his body, trying to resist Lu Yuan's sword.

It's a pity that all of Ling Jiuxiang's struggles are in vain, although this sword seems to be very simple, but it actually contains Lu Yuan's deep understanding of swordsmanship, and the sword that is wielded by simplifying the moves.

So it doesn't seem to be very powerful, but it's actually stronger than ordinary moves.

This sword directly and ruthlessly tore through Ling Jiuxiang's condensed several layers of mana shields, passed through the shield, and directly slashed at Ling Jiuxiang's body.

"Ugh"

The blade of the sword slashed, and Ling Jiuxiang suddenly fell to the ground, blood splattered everywhere on his body, and blood continued to soak from the corners of his mouth.

Then, his head was tilted, his eyes were closed, and he lost his breath of life.

A generation of post-Xuan powerhouses died on this.

Looking at this scene, Lu Yuan's expression was very indifferent, as if there was nothing to be happy about killing Ling Jiuxiang.

This is indeed the case, if it was Ling Jiuxiang in his heyday, he might still have the opportunity to walk a few swords under his sword, but now that he has a broken arm, coupled with a serious injury to his vitality, his strength is less than thirty percent, so naturally he can't even withstand a sword.

And Zheng Zihang, who was on the side, saw that Ling Jiuxiang, who was famous in the Holy Land, died under Lu Yuan's sword like this, his eyes were also full of horror, and his heart was very panicked and frightened.

He was afraid that Lu Yuan would kill him, so he directly slashed him with a sword, and then he would be gone in this life.

And what he said to Lu Yuan on the phone before, he felt that Lu Yuan was very likely to do this.

At this time, Lu Yuan happened to take his gaze away from Ling Jiuxiang and shift it to him.

"Lu Luyuan, I'm the heir of the Zheng family, you can't kill me!"

Feeling Lu Yuan's cold, murderous gaze, Zheng Zihang couldn't help but shudder.

In desperation, he hurriedly pulled the tiger skin of the heir of the Zheng family and tried to threaten Lu Yuan.

"I'm still the successor of the party, so why are you cultivators in the Holy Land thinking about killing me all the time?"

When Lu Yuan heard Zheng Zihang's words, he couldn't help laughing.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll send you on your way!"

Lu Yuan's face turned cold, and he came to the front of Zheng Zihang with the Demon Suppression Sword, and then raised the long sword, and the Dao mana wrapped around it.

Seeing this, Zheng Zihang's whole body burst out, although he was far from Lu Yuan, it was impossible for him to sit still.

Seeing this, Lu Yuan couldn't help but shake his head, Zheng Zihang's move was completely a mantis arm as a car.

He swung his long sword and slashed straight towards Zheng Zihang.

"Keep people under the sword!"

Suddenly, Lu Yuan heard a loud voice coming, and the sharp Demon Suppression Sword suddenly stopped in the air.

Zheng Zihang originally closed his eyes and waited for death, but found that the long sword stayed less than ten centimeters away from his body.

Lu Yuan turned his head and found a figure quietly appearing behind him.

This is an old man in his fifties and sixties, exuding a long and rich aura on his body, and he is surrounded by the laws of the Tao in every gesture.

Seeing this figure, Lu Yuan couldn't help but stare at him, and his face was a little solemn.

He clearly felt that the strength of the old man in front of him was extremely powerful, and he was the strongest powerhouse he had ever seen on the earth.

If nothing else, this old man should be a land immortal!

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