Lu Jun's last word 'do you have it' can be said to have completely shattered the psychological defense line of these people.

Yes, do we have it? Do we still have to live? It seems that we have given up too many things for our own interests along the way, friends? what is a friend, everyone can be sold, but the price of a friend is higher; family? what about family, for their own future, their dedication seems to be worth it; lover? haha,...... As for those strangers, Lao Tzu doesn't even want family and friends, what are they? But are you really happy along the way, are these really what you want?

They kept thinking about these questions that they should have thought about a long time ago, and if they had seriously thought about these issues at the moment when they had gone astray, I am afraid that the outcome would have been different. However, it doesn't seem to matter anymore today, not only Lu Jun and the others, I'm afraid they themselves won't let themselves live anymore.

The first person stood up, he picked up his saber from the ground, stroked the blade, and smiled slightly, "Old man, I'm sorry for you." When the words fell, he thought that Lu Jun and the others bowed their heads slightly to express their gratitude, and they were the ones who allowed him to recover his heart at the last moment.

Finally, the man looked at Wang Zhen, the youngest among the people, and he said softly, "Child, he (referring to Lu Jun) is right, people like us really have no need to live in the world, we owe too many debts, so many that we die thousands of times and can't pay them off, but there is only one life." After speaking, he looked at Wang Zhen meaningfully, and said his last sentence, "If my child doesn't die, he should be as old as you, haha, I hurt him." I hurt him. As the words fell, the long sword in the man's hand also pierced into his chest, and the tears in his eyes slowly flowed out of his eyes the moment his life dissipated.

With the first, naturally there will also be a second, and a third...... In this way, a full thirteen of the remaining people chose to end their lives with their own hands, and they may have thought of many ways to die before, but they would never have imagined that in the end they actually died at their own hands.

Watching one person after another choose to commit suicide, Wang Zhen seemed to understand something at this time, but it was so vague, he didn't know if his opinion was correct, and when he was undecided, there was another situation.

"Yes, why not!" exclaimed a man with great emotion.

"Why the do you decide my life and death, Lao Tzu doesn't have to live, it's not up to you to decide, even if it's heaven. "The louder he yells, the more excited he becomes, and the more chaotic his movements become.

He grabbed a person next to him, grabbed his collar, and shook the upper body of that person vigorously, "You say, do we still have to live, do we still have a lot to do, we can't die." But no matter how much he screamed, the man he caught didn't even lift his eyelids.

So, he put down the man in his hand, and grabbed the other person beside him, still asking the same question, but the person he caught still did not answer.

He was not reconciled, so he grabbed everyone who was still alive and asked him, but no one answered half a word. His behavior became even more chaotic, and he picked up a knife from the ground, and stabbed it against a man's neck, continuing the question he had just asked.

"Does it make sense?" finally someone answered him, four simple words. After saying these four words, the man who was held against him with a knife directly slashed his neck on the blade.

yes, does it all still make sense?

The man staggered forward a few steps, stood beside Beichenwei, he glanced up at Beichenwei, then lowered his head and muttered a few words softly, and then waved his knife to kill himself.

No one knew what he said in the end, not even Feng Feng, who had the highest cultivation, and Beichen Wei, who was closest to him, were no exception.

Those who watched the farce also chose their own way of saying goodbye to this world, in a word, because they were attracted by that power, there was no doubt that there were treasures for this place and all the people who came here left this world, although the process of their departure was different, but they really went. Nearly 200 warriors paid for their most precious thing - their lives because of greed.

"Hehe, greed is really terrible. Beichenwei looked at the corpses all over the ground and said with heartfelt emotion.

Although Xiao Kai and Lu Jun didn't speak, they both nodded approvingly.

Wang Zhen was still thinking about something on the side, his brows were tightly locked, and he stood there with a serious face.

"Who?" Suddenly, Feng Feng's word 'who' once again brought up the tense atmosphere on the spot, and at the same time, he also stretched out his hand and dragged Wang Zhen behind him.

Beichenwei's reaction was also quite fast, looking at his master's performance, he immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, so the three of them decisively mobilized all their own cultivation, and then stood vigilantly around Feng Feng, so Wang Zhen was very skillfully protected by the four people.

The cultivation of several people has been consumed by more than half, and the most consumed of them is Feng Feng, whose spiritual power is close to overdraft, and his vitality reserves are less than one-third of the peak moment, but even so, he still chooses to stand firm here, because he feels that the person in the dark is very strong, so strong that he can't match it, if he retreats, I'm afraid his three apprentices will have to explain here.

The three of Beichenwei were also trying their best to perceive everything around them at this time, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't find anything unusual, but Feng Feng's performance was definitely not deceiving, what kind of situation was this?

In fact, the most confused person is Wang Zhen, who was still thinking about it, he was suddenly dragged over by Grandpa Feng Feng, and then surrounded by three masters, is there still an enemy?

Just as they were puzzled, several figures appeared in front of them silently, a total of nine people, all dressed in black robes, and the hats on the black robes covered their faces.

The three Beichen Wei brothers were immediately taken aback, what they knew now was that the cultivation of the comer was too strong, and they didn't think about the rest of them.

Feng Feng was also deeply taken aback, he was also surprised by the cultivation of these people, the three of Beichenwei only knew how powerful they were, but they didn't know how powerful they were. Feng Feng clearly knew how terrible these people were, and he clearly felt that the weakest cultivator among these people was even stronger than when he was at his peak. This also means that the weakest cultivator among the nine can easily clean up his four masters and apprentices at this moment.

"Junior, your perception is good!" one of the black-robed people said coldly, there was no emotion in his words, this 'junior' of his was obviously said to Feng Feng, Feng Feng, as an old man who was over his old age, what kind of age would the person he call a junior be? I'm afraid he would have to be one hundred and thirty or forty years old. However, just such a sentence made Xiao Kai, who was the weakest among the several people (of course Wang Zhen didn't count), felt a palpitation: "Hand over the child, I can consider leaving you a whole corpse." ”

Before Feng Feng could speak, he saw Lu Jun dodge in front of the black-robed man, although he knew that he was far from enough for these people, but the dignity of being a martial artist and a master reminded him at all times that he could not retreat.

Lu Jun didn't say anything, he also knew that even if he said anything, he was afraid that it would be useless, in the face of absolute strength, all words were nonsense. What he can guarantee now is that if these people want to hurt Feng Feng and the others, the premise is to step on their own corpses.