Today's Lu Xiaonan has been trained in actual combat some time ago, and it is no longer what it used to be, at that time, Sineng was forced by Ruoxi to feed him personally, although the strength crushed his apprentice, but all kinds of sneak attacks made a lot of means Sineng, at that time, Lu Xiaonan was still in the stomach, and now it seems to be really practical.

After Lu Xiaonan dodged the claws of the iron corpse, he turned around, and the Nether Sword in his hand Huo Ran struck out, the flying sword was knocked away and flew to the side, while the other flying sword was already roaring and slashing towards his ribs, cutting off a piece of the white jeans he washed on his body, although his body was protected by a wind armor, the sword did not hurt his muscles and bones, but it was still hot and painful after the flying sword.

Lu Xiaonan stood surrounded by several people, staring at these people, his eyes were extremely cold, he finally understood what Sineng was talking about shamelessness, that is, these cultivators who were at least dozens or hundreds of years older than him, went all out to attack a young man who had not yet debuted, and even took it for granted, in the eyes of these people, he saw greed, ruthlessness, and the darkness of human nature......

It turns out that this is the cultivation world, the weak eat the strong, how can there be any difference with the animal world, if you insist on saying that there is, it is that their strength is stronger, and they will make people live and die at every turn.

"Why do you want to fight with me?" The yellow-robed old man who controlled the iron corpse was very dissatisfied, and he was about to force the young man in front of him into a desperate situation, but so many people came to fight the autumn wind, and these people smelled the smell of interests, and they couldn't drive them away.

"This kid is the person named by the predecessors of the Kunlun Sect, in order to avoid long nights and dreams, let's go together, haha."

"Yes, yes, it looks like Liang Daoyou, you can't take this kid yourself, everyone help together, everyone will take it together if there is a benefit, haha......"

Fuck your uncle's long nights! Go for your uncle's help! The yellow-robed old man was angry but helpless, so he controlled the iron corpse to speed up the pace of the attack.

For a while, Lu Xiaonan was in a hurry, although these people were all on the premise of not hurting his life, and they were all weakening his combat power, but the small injuries on his body kept appearing.

He was angry, really angry, the dark blue liquid true yuan in his body surged, and the thirty-centimeter-long Netherworld Sword in his hand Huo Ran showed a blue sword light nearly five meters long, he no longer used those dexterous moves, but used the tricks that were stolen from the battle with Zhang Qian, although the moves were plausible compared to the moves, but the sword light was quite powerful.

With a long roar, the sword light flickered, and one of the opponent's flying swords was split in half, and with another swing, the two nails of the iron corpse were cut off, and another sword almost disemboweled the belly of a careless monk......

His madness really had an effect, forcing the besiegers away at once, and no one dared to step in within five meters of him for a while.

Lu Xiaonan's sword pointed at the sky, his hair stood on end, and the sound of wind and thunder came faintly.

Sword Mang! At a young age, he actually cultivated a sword. Everyone looked at each other, especially the four monks who made the sword all had a feeling that they had lived to a pig at an age, this was too shocking, they had been practicing the sword for so many years before they could wrap the sword around the sword body, if they spewed out a five-meter sword like the other party, I don't know how many more years of cultivation.

Also, that kid's sword doesn't seem to be ordinary, the grade is obviously much higher than the flying sword in their hands, it is a real sword, and their eyes immediately became eager.

At this time, Lu Xiaonan was full of momentum, slowly looking at the people besieging him, and in an instant there was a feeling of looking at the world, this feeling came very abruptly, as if a nerve in the sea of consciousness was touched, a long-lost feeling, but the true yuan consumed to maintain the sword was too big, and in just a few breaths, the meridians had the feeling of being emptied.

The people around him won't give him a chance to pose, and after a short silence, they besieged it again, this time they were really ruthless, since you don't want to give you the opportunity to suffer less flesh and skin, then beat him half to death first.

The four flying swords attacked from four directions, with a chilling murderous aura, intertwined into a sword net, although these people were only joining forces for the first time, and they couldn't talk about tacit understanding, once they got serious, it would be more than enough to deal with Lu Xiaonan, a rookie.

In an instant, the scene reversed again, Lu Xiaonan really felt the endless pressure, those flying swords were always dangling in his vital parts, and if he was not careful, his life would be in danger, he was difficult to deal with left and right, and the sword light of the Netherworld Sword was also slowly decreasing, and he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, and the feeling of being a lonely master who was easily raised disappeared in an instant, and returned to the situation of being passively beaten again.

If it's only four flying swords, it's okay, although it's difficult to deal with, but it won't make him desperate, it's no wonder that it's not just four flying swords that besiege him, and there is more than one person who wants to capture him and ask for merit from the Kunlun faction.

At this time, the yellow-robed old man surnamed Liang saw that Lu Xiaonan was besieged by a flying sword, and it was only a matter of minutes that he was defeated and captured, so he was anxious, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he slapped the dark red leather bag on his waist, and the brush flew out of the two-headed iron corpse again, although it was very difficult to control the three-headed iron corpse, but he couldn't care so much about it in order to snatch the credit, as long as he made a great contribution, everything was worth it.

The three-headed iron corpse grabbed the gap in the sword net and rushed into it, and pounced directly on Lu Xiaonan's side, the sharp nails cut the scars on his body, and the toxins entered his body, glowing with black light.

"You're crazy with the surname Liang, as for it." The people next to him were all surprised when they saw him release three iron corpses at once.

Liang Laodao sneered, but he didn't care about urging the iron corpse to capture Lu Xiaonan first, but the beads of sweat on his forehead kept sliding down, and his face quickly turned gray, obviously controlling the three-headed iron corpse exceeded his limit, and his body could barely bear it.

In a hurry, the other people no longer besieged and did not attack, but rushed into the sword net, trying to grab food in the hands of the iron corpse.

"What are you guys doing!" The four people who wielded the flying sword were also anxious, how could they let others pick the fruit they had planted? It's worth it! So the four flying swords tacitly gave up continuing to attack Lu Xiaonan, but kept blocking the iron corpse and the few people who rushed over, and for a while, there was chaos here.

"The surname Lin, you dare to poke Lao Tzu's ass with a sword, Lao Tzu is not finished with you!"

"He old monster, if you dare to stop me again, our friendship of more than 100 years will come to an end."

"It's you who stopped me, when I pursued your sister, you were the one who got in the way, so that I and Xiaolan couldn't become lovers, otherwise you became my brother-in-law, and our family could ......"

", how far and how far! Save your sick and want to pursue my sister......"

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And Lu Xiaonan, who is Tang Seng meat, finally has a chance to breathe, there are too many scars on his body, and he has long been in pain, these injuries are all small injuries, not fatal. But at this time, the biggest problem he faced was that the true element in his body was almost depleted, and even the Netherworld Sword had returned to its original color, and if a cultivator did not have the true element, he was almost no different from a mortal. Although it was only a few minutes for their attack just now, Lu Xiaonan felt like he had been tormented for hundreds of years, and the feeling of walking on the tightrope of death made him physically and mentally exhausted, but the gain was also great.

Lu Xiaonan couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the chaotic enemy, coughed, dumbfounded, but this was a battlefield of fighting, he instantly understood his situation, these people were sure that they couldn't escape from the fish and meat on the board, and they could eat it at any time, so they fought wantonly, and people didn't think that his piece of Tang monk meat could still be saved by Sun Wukong.

His eyes wandered among these people, looking for a chance to escape, but in the end, he was helpless to find that these people were too ruthless, and he showed the slightest sign of escaping, so these people immediately joined forces to force him back, and he could only stay honestly within a meter square, waiting for them to decide who would eat his piece of meat.

Lu Xiaonan's face is ugly, you bastards wait for the master, and I will definitely beat you into pig's heads in the future! So that your mother can't even recognize it.

But after all, he is not a person who sits still, if he doesn't have a chance, then he creates his own opportunities, and the premise of creating opportunities is that he still has the strength to spare, but do he still have it?

Maybe there is, the true yuan in the meridians and dantian is almost exhausted, but there are still those true elements in his flesh and blood, those who have been suppressed and integrated into every cell by Ruoxi Neidan are still there, but these true elements are like girls who have married out, and have become the daughters-in-law of other people's families, but they are not what their mother's family said they would be able to come back.

It didn't take long for Lu Xiaonan to come to his senses, and he didn't have time to figure out his own situation at all, so he could only grope secretly at this time.

So he looked at these people with an indifferent face and showed their ugly faces, as if he had accepted his fate, which made the people who were competing for him feel a lot more at ease. But in his body, he had already mobilized the last trace of true element, and began to slowly penetrate and hook the true element in the flesh and blood cells.