"Who is he? Why is it so scary! ”

"It's so terrible, we didn't even notice that Lu Hao's arm was cut off. What a powerful swordsman this is, he must be extremely famous! ”

"Could it be the genius swordsman Luo Tian of the Xuantian Sword Sect?"

"It shouldn't be, Luo Tian won't come to Qingshui City for no reason."

In the hall on the seventh floor, everyone's scalps were numb, and they watched Li Minghui sit lightly and drink. The small act of drinking can put a lot of pressure on them.

Lu Hao lay on the ground and screamed, the arm of the cultivator in the Tribulation Period was broken, and it was difficult to grow. Unless you have the anti-heaven treasure medicine and some elixir that turns bones into life, or cultivate to the Mahayana stage, you will always become disabled.

He now regrets it to the extreme, regretting why he was so troubled and provoked such a terrible opponent. The broken arm on the side is the best end.

Zhang Tiejun grinned, slowly returned to his original position, picked up the wine on the table and poured himself a glass. The three brothers chatted lively.

And the rest of the people, how could they be so bold, they all held their mouths and didn't dare to speak.

Even the last one, all of which were masters in the late stage of the Tribulation, closed their mouths quietly at the moment, observing what was happening in front of them with their eyes.

"How do you feel about the strength of the swordsman?" This old man, who was a little older, about fifty years old, spoke, and his strength was shocked.

"Above my generation, he can cut off one of Lu Hao's arms at a speed that is invisible to the naked eye, and talk while serving wine, this person's strength is not weak at all! What a great young swordsman! ”

An old man in blue at the head said, and he could see that his expression was still shocked.

The victim this time, Lu Hao, covered his wounds and stood up, glaring at Zhang Tiejun and the three with hateful eyes. He is worshiped by the Lu family, and his arm was cut off in the territory of Qingshui City, and his own Lu family will be the master for him.

"Humph! Chop off my arm, I will let you know the consequences of this beheading, although you are strong, but my Lu family has two Mahayana. One of them was my uncle, who had a good relationship with me, and who usually loved me like a son, and now he would be furious when he knew that someone had cut off my arm. Lu Hao thought coldly in his heart, and said on his lips; You wait! Someone will come and take the lives of all three of you right away. ”

Hearing Lu Hao's words, Zhang Tiejun and the three of them didn't care, and they were still drinking slowly, as if they regarded Lu Hao as air. However, some of the Tribulation Period cultivators around Lu Hao knew what was at stake.

"Those three cultivators from other places are going to be unlucky, Lu Hao's origin is not simple, it is said that his uncle is Lu Jian, one of the two Mahayana members of the Lu family."

"It turns out that Lu Hao's uncle is Lu Jian, no wonder no one dared to provoke Lu Hao during the tribulation period in Qingshui City, even some cultivators in the later stage of the tribulation also greeted him with a smile. I didn't expect that there would be Mahayana in the background. ”

The cultivators of the Tribulation Period all around were whispering, and they didn't seem to be optimistic about Zhang Tiejun and the others. Although the three of them are powerful, they are being targeted by a Mahayana cultivator, and the consequences are really difficult to say. After all, the gap between the Tribulation and the Mahayana is too big, even if a strong person who has just arrived at the Mahayana has not yet consolidated his cultivation, he can easily kill ten powerful late-stage cultivators of the Tribulation.

Between the two, it is not a level at all.

Zhang Tiejun ate a piece of delicious black gold oil pork and said with a smile; "Go quickly, remember to call the little second uncle to add some food and wine."

Hearing Zhang Tiejun's words, the original strict atmosphere was instantly broken, and everyone laughed, especially those cultivators in the early stage of the tribulation, who laughed the most. And the cultivators in the middle of the tribulation led by Lu Hao had an ugly face.

"Look for death!" Lu Hao covered his wound and quickly left the seventh floor, looking to find his uncle Lu Jian.

Qingshui City Lu family!

The Lu family covers an area of 10,000 acres, the inner government is vast, the tiger is located on the west side of Qingshui City, thousands of households, and the civil engineering is prosperous. As one of the five major families in Qingshui City, the Lu family has tens of thousands of servants.

If you add up to a series of members of the Lu family, guards, worshippers, elders, etc., there are as many as 100,000 people.

It is conceivable how huge the power of the Lu family is, and the premise of this qiē is because the Lu family has a Mahayana powerhouse. And there is more than one, and two Mahayana powerhouses appeared in the Lu family at the same time.

It is conceivable that a family with a strong person in the Tribulation Period is a powerful family, and the strong person in the Mahayana Period is in charge, it is a wealthy family, or a wealthy family that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

The lifespan of a Mahayana powerhouse is 10,000 years, and the most powerful Mahayana powerhouse can live for a maximum of 36,000 years.

The Lu family is deep in the house, on top of a big mountain, and below is a pool of turquoise lakes, which are beautiful and pleasant. An old man wearing a straw on his head, holding a bamboo pole in his hand, sits on a high mountain to fish, and the fishing line alone is thousands of meters long.

This is the forbidden place of the Lu family, except for the Lu family's descendants, you can enter, even if it is an offering, you must report it and enter.

Although Lu Hao is not a descendant of the Lu family, his father and Lu Jian are brothers-in-law, so he is an enshriner, not an elder. However, Lu Hao's status in the Lu family is still not low, after all, he can have a relationship with an ancestor in the family, but everyone can't squeeze their heads out, and his status is even above some elders.

Lu Hao dragged his injured body to the top of the mountain, looking at the old man sitting at the mouth of the cliff, Lu Hao knelt heavily on the ground and kowtowed; "Lu Hao, meet my uncle."

The old man in the fishing clothes did not look back, and responded in a light tone; "What's the matter?"

Lu Hao touched his head on the ground and didn't lift it, his lips were about to eat soil, and he said with a crying voice; "Back to my uncle, my little nephew was drinking in Mingyue Tower today, and he met a barbarian, and he injured his nephew. The nephew wanted to fight back, but who knew that there was a swordsman who cut off the little nephew's right arm with a sword, and said that he dared to carry a sword in his hand and cut off his arm. I hope that my uncle will make decisions for my little nephew! ”

The old man finally turned around, revealing a cold face, with a slight wrinkle on his face, a little old, but still powerful and amazing. The person who looked at the people with electric eyes was panicked, he was Lu Jian, one of the two Mahayana of the Lu family.

Lu Jian looked at Lu Hao's wound and saw the perfect cutting marks, the muscles were already necrotic, and he couldn't help but shake his head; "Your arm can't grow."

"What!" Hearing this news, Lu Hao was suddenly like a lightning strike, and his eyes widened.

He came to his uncle Lu Jian for two things, one was to ask Lu Jian to help him avenge himself, and the other was to restore his arm. After all, the Mahayana powerhouse has the power to conquer heaven and earth, and the means of urging the arm to transform the bone is very simple for the Mahayana cultivator.

However, Lu Jian said that his arm could not be recovered, how could this not make Lu Hao like a lightning strike.

Lu Hao came back to his senses stupidly, but he still asked with a face full of disbelief; "Why?"

Lu Jian's expression was still flat and he replied; "He destroys the growing cells of your right arm, and the reason why Mahayana can regenerate the broken arm is because of the means by which the cells develop quickly. However, your arm has become a waste arm, and there is nothing I can do about it. ”

Lu Hao panicked and fell to the ground with a stunned look.

Looking at Lu Hao's appearance at the moment, like a lost dog, Lu Jian's heart was also a little unbearable. After all, he was the son of his friend, and he personally handed over Lu Hao to himself after his death, and he promised to take care of it.

Lu Jian's face revealed a trace of the love of the elders, and he spoke; "Hao'er, although you have a broken arm, don't fall. Haven't you heard of the prestige of the one-armed old man? ”

Lu Jian's voice sobered up Lu Hao, who was in pain, of course he had heard of the one-armed old man, he was a shocking powerhouse ten thousand years ago. It is an arm, but in the Mahayana period, it is an invincible existence.

"Thank you, uncle, for the reminder." Lu Hao stood up and said respectfully.

Looking at Lu Hao's appearance, Lu Jian smiled slightly, and then said with a somewhat cold face; "Who broke your arm?"

Hearing that his uncle was going to avenge himself, Lu Hao hurriedly said excitedly; "Uncle Hui, they are three Tribulation Period cultivators, and they are outsiders."

"Hmph, no wonder you dare to be so ignorant, since you have come to Clear Water City, you have to abide by the rules of Clear Water City." He looked at Lu Hao and said; "Lead the way!"

The two uncles quickly left home and went to the Mingyue Tower in Clear Water City.

Downstairs in Mingyue, the shopkeeper of Fa Fu personally came downstairs to greet a big man, because in front of him, it was Lu Jian, the Mahayana of the Lu family, who was standing.

"Senior Lu is here, and he is not welcomed, which really makes the small shop shine, please inside, please inside." The shopkeeper said with a smile.

Lu Jian's face was flat and said coldly; "Shopkeeper Fu, I'm not here to eat today, my little nephew's arm was cut off, and I'm here to arrest the murderer."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper Fu frowned slightly, but in an instant, he still recovered, and there was no dissatisfaction with a smiling face. If a Tribulation Period cultivator said this, the Fu shopkeeper wouldn't mind letting the master in the Mingyue Tower blast him out, but if this was said by a Mahayana powerhouse, it would be different.

Shopkeeper Fu whispered; "I hope Senior Lu will be lighter."

Lu Jian nodded lightly, and then quickly went upstairs.

In the hall on the seventh floor, the sound of excitement kept coming, and no one left, they were all waiting for Lu Hao's rescuers to arrive. Zhang Tiejun and the three of them were already slightly full, and they were drinking the consumption tea.

At this moment, a terrifying momentum came violently, causing the laughter on the seventh floor to stop abruptly, and then footsteps slowly sounded. It is like a bell that sends the soul away, and it makes people feel palpitations.

Everyone looked outside, only to see the figure of an old man appear, the old man is not big, but it gives people a feeling of looking up.

"Who is it, cut off Lu Hao's left arm, get out of the old man!"