Lu Zheng and Yan Shisan should have had a big fight, but in the end, they had a little more sympathy for each other, they looked at each other well, and even faintly made friends. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info Yunzhongwei sneered at the side, only to feel that the interaction between the two juniors was childish and ridiculous, and it was also inexplicable.

The master and apprentice walked out of the City Lord's Mansion, without saying a word all the way, and the night was quiet.

Because of the city lord Tang Yu's birthday, there are many foreign guests in Xiangyun City, but there are very few who are qualified to stay in the city lord's mansion, so the inns on the street are all lit up all night long, and there are even Xiao Er with lanterns standing by the door, waiting for the guests to return.

The inn where Lu Zheng and Yunzhongwei stayed was not big, and there was no Xiao Er in front of the door, but the door was open, the light was bright, and it looked like welcoming the guests back to the door.

"Lu Shan. ”

Before the two of them had fully stepped into the high threshold, they heard a cold and unwavering sound from the shadows across the street behind them.

Lu Zheng followed the prestige, and it was none other than the umbrella girl Lan Buregret who was standing in the shadows.

Even though it's late at night, the girl still has an umbrella with her.

White umbrellas, red clothes, black butterflies, very scary.

The night breeze is slightly cool, and with a gentle breeze, it is like a female ghost breathing at the neck. Lu Zheng had goosebumps all over his body, and he scrambled to come out. Facing Lan Buregret's faint gaze, he was silent for a long time before he opened his mouth and asked, "I don't know what advice Miss Lan has?"

Lu Zheng asked so, but there was a guess in his heart, thinking that this Lan Buregret was most likely here to seek revenge, and it was a miracle that this person could endure until now.

It's just that unexpectedly, this famous witch didn't do it without saying a word.

"When the crescent moon rises tomorrow, the city will fight to the death, do you dare?" Lan Buregret's voice was cold, without ups and downs, like her first impression of Lu Zheng, a female ghost who asked for her life. But she didn't come to kill, but to invite war.

Lu Zheng turned his head to look at Master Yunzhongwei, and found that the old man was secretly annoyed that he didn't find out Lan Buregret in the first place. Lu Zheng touched his nose, nodded immediately, and said seriously: "Since it is invited by Miss Lan, naturally there is nothing to postpone." ”

Lu Zheng's tone seemed to be saying, "Today's weather is not bad", and then solemnly hugged his fists and said: "There was a lot of concealment before, although there was a reason for it, it was also Lu Zheng's fault." Allow me to introduce myself one more time. The contemptible Lu Zheng, the bizarre Lu, the Zheng of the eventful years. I have admired the prestige of the blue girl for a long time, and I am very much looking forward to the battle in the city tomorrow. ”

The reason why Lu Zheng said this is not that he deliberately brushed up his good feelings when he was full, but it was really Lan Buregret that this person was very strange and strange, and it was good not to offend if he could not offend. And he also saw that a person like Lan Buregret, if she really doted on her brother and was bent on avenging her brother or something, hehe, it really made people can't help but laugh, and they can only believe in ghosts. According to his intuition, the other party felt that his brother had been killed and swept away his face.

Moreover, Lu Zheng is indeed responsible for the death of Lan You, the son of Lan You, although it was his own car that did it, and Lan You is also to blame.

Lan Buregret's eyes rolled slowly, and with a sneer, his figure disappeared into the night.

It's really coming without a trace, going without a trace.

Lu Zheng sighed in his heart, and also had some small expectations for tomorrow's duel. The desire to fight against the strong is probably the instinct of every cultivator.

Yun Zhongwei instructed and said, "The Lingwu Continent is vast and rich, and there are many characters, so you can't be careless." In the eyes of the monster in the clouds, this Lan Buregret is full of yin and evil death, and he can completely hold his breath without using a spiritual weapon, which can be regarded as a character.

Lu Zheng was stunned when he heard it, and he always felt a little awkward. Why did his master's words sound like he had left the Lingwu Continent at all, it was impossible that his master had also crossed over from the other world, right? Or could his mysterious master have seen through the essence of his original being a person from the other world?

Lu Zheng subconsciously thought for a while, unconsciously, and when he looked up again, the monster in the cloud had already approached the inn.

The moon sets and the sun rises, day and night alternate, and time passes quickly.

As soon as the ban on martial arts was lifted, the entire Xiangyun City was like a spring that rebounded violently after being oppressed by a huge force, and the confrontation between Dao Xiu and Demon Cultivation escalated, almost developing to the point where you would cut down without saying a word, and you had to live or die.

Tang Yu didn't know what An's heart was, and temporarily sent someone to announce: "This city lord has banned martial arts for three days before, which really suffocates you. In order to apologize, it is hereby allowed to fight to the death at will in the city within the next half a month, and if there is a victory, defeat or death, no investigation will be pursued. ”

Lu Zheng thought quite schemingly that Tang Yu's regulations were 100% aimed at him, and people who wanted to peep at spiritual martial arts jumped up and pinched him to death in one fell swoop.

Tang Yu's lower abdomen is black, not for the time being.

In order to deal with Lan Buregret's challenge, Lu Zheng stayed up almost all night, and spent the whole night cultivating the Heart Demon Technique.

Spelling cultivation, he is just a small monk, the nine-star monk fights the nine-star spirit king, and the cultivation between the two sides is three levels apart. Monk, Martial Master, Martial Sect, Martial King, Martial Emperor, Martial Honor, Martial Saint, Martial Emperor. Seventy-two stars of the eighth order, each cultivation stage is a huge gap in strength, and the gap between each rank is a world of difference.

It can be said that Lan Buregret can kill him by casually stretching out a finger.

Therefore, if he couldn't fight it, Lu Zheng had no choice but to take some "side doors", such as the Heavenly Master Talisman, such as the highest martial arts heart magic technique he mastered.

The canopy of the sky hangs low, and the crescent moon is like a hook. The gate of the tall and majestic Xiangyun City was slightly closed, like a giant beast in the dark night, holding its breath, crawling among the mountains, ready to pounce out and bite the throat of pedestrians at any time.

"Crunch. ”

At the silent city gate, there was a sudden sound of footsteps stepping on dead branches and leaves, and a black shadow strolling with a long sword.

Lu Zheng was dressed in black, with narrow sleeves and a cold face. The three-foot black blade, the Flowing Fire Sword stretched unsheathed in his hand, trembling slightly, and making a buzzing sound, as if excited for the next battle.

A red-clothed figure jumped down from the city wall.

Lan Buregret put away the umbrella, raised his eyes, swept Lu Zheng, and his figure suddenly moved.

Lu Zheng didn't expect Lan Buregret to make such a swift move, and in the blink of an eye, the other party's blood shadow was already in front of him.

The inky blue narrow-bladed long knife inadvertently floated to his waist and abdomen.

Lu Zheng quickly retreated, and at the same time raised his sword and swung his sword, making a flat slash unpretentiously, which was able to block Lan Buregret's waist attack.

Lan Buregret suddenly felt a rushing power like a torrent waterfall coming, but she didn't care, she just snorted coldly, turned her wrist, the long knife turned into a python, the snake's tail swung, and with a bang, Lu Zheng's chest was dented.

Lu Zheng's figure flew out upside down.

Lan Bu regretted kicking the ground, his body followed the python, as fast as a mountain lightning, raising his palm and turning over, the true qi of heaven and earth surged, and the dark aura shrouded a radius of ten zhang.