The rain was pouring down.

The man holding the green umbrella stared at Qin Yuefeng and didn't speak. Qin Yuefeng was about to ask again, when he suddenly frowned and looked behind him with cold eyes.

There was a slight sound of breaking the air, and a slightly rickety middle-aged man stood still not far from Qin Yuefeng. He was dressed as an ordinary farmer and carried a rusty scythe, and if he hadn't appeared like this, I'm afraid no one would have thought that he was also a cultivator of the Little Zhou Heavenly Realm.

Qin Yuefeng squinted his peach blossom eyes and looked him up and down, and finally remembered that this person was a foreign surname Keqing newly recruited by the Dasheng Dynasty. He snorted, too lazy to look, the dynasty was really hungry for food in order to expand, and he filled his stomach with everything. Xiao Zhoutian, who was born in a wild way like this, didn't pay attention to it at all.

Qin Yuefeng didn't care, and that Dasheng Keqing was no more amiable than him, and said directly: "Qin Yuefeng, if you are nosy, don't blame me for being polite." ”

Qin Yuefeng was shocked--he was the only one who looked down on others, but now what kind of green onion is this one who can't even name it? His temper suddenly came up, and he flew up and kicked it over, and asked rhetorically: "Young master, I'll take care of it, do you have any opinions?"

Qin Yuefeng's kick looked simple and rude, which greatly violated Qin Dashao's consistent graceful and suave; Dasheng Keqing was originally unsightly, but when he was about to die, he was shocked to feel the difficult dark energy. He shouted, lifted the old sickle with both hands and pressed it with all his might, retreated more than ten steps, raised his head and said angrily: "This is the Guangyang City of Dasheng, it's not for your Qin family to spread wild!"

Qin Yuefeng snorted, pointed to the one with the green umbrella behind him, and said mockingly: "Who doesn't know that this place has the same surname as this guy?" Of course, the most important thing is -" He put away his smile and said coldly: "Even if you four princes are here, you have to be polite when you talk to me, what kind of thing are you?"

Qin Yuefeng no longer gave him a chance to speak, and directly used his sword with all his strength, and solved him in a few clicks, Qin Yuefeng hesitated slightly, but only knocked him unconscious and threw him aside.

Succeed with flying colors. Qin Yuefeng turned around and was about to laugh with Lu Qiming, but when the words came to his lips, he was stunned - there was no one left? He went to the roof, looked around, and saw the green umbrella across the street; Qin Yuefeng rolled his eyes angrily - why is this guy so bored today?

He was about to raise his breath and jump over, when suddenly he felt something, and suddenly pulled out the Xuanming Bagua Sword and threw it through the air - with a bang, the Xuanming Bagua Sword collided with an invisible sharp weapon, and a gray shadow quickly appeared in the air and immediately faded away.

With this block, Qin Yuefeng had already rushed back to "Lu Qiming", sensing the subtle fluctuations in the air - it was a little troublesome, it was Xiao Zhou Tian who had been passed down by the Chen family. But this unknown Chen family left with one blow, and did not stop, presumably because he was not sure that he would win against Qin Yuefeng. After all, the Qin family's arithmetic is the nemesis of the Chen family's seclusion.

But if this continues, there will be more and more people. Qin Yuefeng frowned.

He smelled a trace of blood on the tip of his nose, and was surprised to see the blood marks on the arm of "Lu Qiming", and said jokingly: "Hey, didn't you say that I can't win?" Qin Yuefeng thought of a certain possibility, and said a little unhappily: "You try me?"

The rain is getting lighter. Tsing Yi put away the green umbrella and said, "He didn't." ”

"You're not him?!" As soon as he opened his mouth, Qin Yuefeng immediately noticed that the voices of the two were completely different, but he looked at Tsing Yi's face again and again, and still couldn't believe that the person in front of him was not Lu Qiming-how could there be such a subtle disguise technique in this world? Even if his appearance was easy to obtain, how could it be exactly the same? Qin Yuefeng couldn't help but ask, "How did you do it?"

Tsing Yi frowned a little impatiently, and said simply: "It's painted." ”

Qin Yuefeng thought of what Lu Qiming was going to do, and suddenly said, "Do you want to help him lure away some people?"

Tsing Yi defaults.

Qin Yuefeng raised his eyebrows and suddenly clasped his veins.

Tsing Yi showed hatred on his face, and said coldly: "Let go!"

"Tsk, it's really funny to look at this face with such an expression. Qin Yuefeng let go of him with a smile and said, "It turns out that you came out to die...... Lu Qiming doesn't know, right?" "This person is not Lu Qiming, that is, he is really powerless;

"Troublesome ......" Sensing the aura of cultivators coming from all directions, Qin Yuefeng sighed, grabbed Tsing Yi and ran; if he didn't run, he would be surrounded.

But before he ran two steps, he looked around the corner at a bright girl in a samurai costume - Qin Yuefeng's eyes lit up, if it wasn't for the wrong time now, he would definitely go and tease.

And the next moment, he saw that the girl's face changed, staring at the face of "Lu Qiming" in a daze, and then drew his sword and resolutely rushed towards him.

Talented Martial Artist ...... Qin Yuefeng only dodged and didn't fight back, but he heard an anxious "Qiming" behind him. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he asked Tsing Yi, "Who is she?"

Tsing Yi said coldly: "A stupid woman he provoked." ”

Qin Yuefeng took a deep breath, quickly reversed a few steps and grabbed Song Ping'an to run together. He looked at the face that was no different from Lu Qiming, and sighed: "Lu Qiming, buddy, I'm righteous enough, right?"

Tsing Yi immediately said: "I'm not him." ”

Qin Yuefeng took the time to roll his eyes in his busy schedule.

......

Outside the city gate, Lu Qiming looked around. There weren't as many people as he had expected, but it was more appropriate now. Lu Qiming put away the black umbrella and put it into the green jade pendant.

People watched the black umbrella disappear into thin air, and a burning heat flashed in their eyes - even the umbrella is willing to put such a mortal thing in it, and the space for that storage vessel must be not small.

Immediately after, under their shocked gaze, Lu Qiming only lightly touched the ground, and the whole person floated up, standing on the tip of the tall cedar and looking down on them, and the thin branches of the tree bear the weight of a person, and they don't even shake.

"It's so convenient......" Lu Qiming sighed secretly. This feeling is indeed very interesting, but whenever Lu Qiming thinks of the words "racial talent", he still has an urge to helplessly hold his forehead.

This world is really too different from his previous life, and it is even more difficult to agree that his current body is not a human at all. Fortunately, from the beginning of his life to the present, he has always been a mortal body similar to the human race, otherwise if it is really a phoenix, he may really have to try to take it away.

Lu Qiming shook his head and smiled, took a step forward, and instantly arrived at another tree a hundred meters away, and after getting used to the speed, he began to sweep towards the distance at a high speed.

There are a lot of people behind him who are trying to catch up.

......

The denser the woods, the steeper the terrain. Lu Qiming quickly reached the mountain range near the entrance of the Golden Tree Secret Realm.

Even he himself was a little surprised--with his talent and strength alone, his speed could be faster than when his internal strength was still there! Not to mention the number of martial artists, even the high-level cultivators of Xiao Zhou Tian were all thrown off by him in this mountain forest; except for the one behind him who specialized in "speed" -- Lu Qiming turned sharply several times, he could still hold on tightly.

There was no room around, and there were only two people left. Lu Qiming sensed the distance of the others, stopped, and confronted the man head-on.

It was a middle-aged man in a dark brown brocade suit, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a hooked nose, looking serious and solemn. He was about to rely on the middle-level cultivation, and he was not in a hurry to make a move, and said seriously: "Lu Shinephew, you give me that magic weapon, and I won't embarrass you for the rest." ”

Oh, it turned out to be a certain "Shibo", so this cultivation is serious. Lu Qiming looked at this person, thinking about whether it was possible for him to win without internal strength and without relying on external objects; after all, he had never seriously learned the moves of physical cultivation......

The middle-aged man saw that Lu Qiming had been silent for a long time, so he no longer hesitated and swung his sword out; he said politely before, but this sword did not spare any strength, and it was impossible to leave any strength - a basic move, supplemented by strong internal force and strong speed, like a wind sweeping sand and stones, breaking through the air-

Lu Qiming didn't dare to be careless, and threw a punch with all his might-

A trace of anger flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he didn't even need internal strength? It was too arrogant! However, his face changed dramatically in an instant.

The scorching wave of air suddenly rose, centered on Lu Qiming's punch, and the air was instantly squeezed out of fine ripples visible to the naked eye, and the high temperature caused by the speed directly ignited his cuffs and beard, and then was blown out by the hurricane in an instant.

The moment Lu Qiming's fist made contact with the tip of the sword, the originally indestructible sword body shattered piece by piece like rotten bricks;

The middle-aged man was horrified-he only knew that Lu Qiming was using a knife, and when he saw him using his fists, he didn't bother to defend at all--but now that he was so close, how could he have time?!

There was a loud bang, and the middle-aged man didn't even have a chance to struggle, and the whole person turned into a phantom and crashed straight out, sinking deep into the mountain, startling birds and beasts in all directions.

Lu Qiming was very surprised, he didn't expect such a scene at all. He secretly screamed in his heart that he hadn't asked for the man's name, and that he would be in trouble if he wasn't on the list to be killed.

Lu Qiming hurriedly jumped over and swept away the rubble and fished the man out of the mountain, and the man seemed to be speechless.

Lu Qiming put him on the flat ground and sighed: "This uncle, don't be so anxious next time." If you'd have fought me a few more late, I'll know the severity. ”

The middle-aged man spit out a mouthful of blood angrily.

Lu Qiming smiled, took out Lu Xingzhi's list and put it in front of him, while Lu Qiming himself noticed the change in his eyes.

Lu Qiming glanced at him a few times and skipped "kill", feeling helpless in his heart - is it really not?

Lu Qiming looked at him again and slowly looked at the "injury" column and the "avoidance" column, and finally stared at the name of a person in "avoidance". Lu Qiming smiled and asked him, "Baili Su-Shibo, right?"

The middle-aged man nodded with difficulty.

Lu Qiming shook his head and smiled: "I heard that Chen Yifeng has a very bad relationship with Baili Su......" Lu Qiming looked at the middle-aged man's expression and said with a smile: "Chen Shibo, you can't be ashamed and pretend to be someone else to lie to me." ”

Chen Yifeng was embarrassed and indignant, and when he closed his eyes, he couldn't see it.

Lu Qiming checked the list, noticed that the name of "Chen Yifeng" was in the "injury" column, and nodded--fortunately, there was no mistake too much. However, if Chen Yifeng was left here, he would most likely be killed by a passing hand before he died......

Lu Qiming thought about it and took out the golden needle, gauze and herbs.

Chen Yifeng heard that the voice was wrong, and hurriedly opened his eyes and watched vigilantly.

Lu Qiming smiled patiently: "Don't be afraid, I'll save you." ”

......

After the tea, Lu Qiming threw Chen Yifeng to the place where the Chen family was concentrated, and walked towards the two people on the opposite hill.