Lu Dingmo saw the Nine Springs approaching, but he did not mess with himself.

Fang had just fought in close combat, and although he took advantage of the chaos to gain the upper hand, he also knew that it would be difficult for him to win under the hard fight. Lu Dingmo's mind was certain, his breath sank, his hands solidified like a wind spring, and his eyelids were slightly closed.

One movement and one stillness, two extreme postures are delivered.

The wind must be heard. Just when the two of them were still close to each other, suddenly, Lu Dingmo's whole body burst out with unprecedented energy!

Because the law of Mo Fang woke up, only a jade stone hairpin was inserted on his head. At this moment, he was affected by the Yuan Gong that he raised instantly, and his hairpin collapsed and was destroyed, and his long hair flowed, just like the sage of the empty valley.

"Hui Mo Dang Qingcheng!"

The pages flipped quickly, resonating with the ink on the strings. The ink stream disturbed the sound of the piano, making a sharp sound, like Hanmo piercing through the forest, whirling and dancing, rolling towards the Nine Springs!

The ground sank, the pressure dissipated, and the Nine Springs suddenly felt as if their footsteps were clinging to the ground, unable to move.

Seeing such momentum again, the Nine Springs' preparation was insufficient, and the aura attached to the long halberd was instantly dispersed; When he wanted to breathe again, he only felt the choking ink rush to his mouth and nose in an instant, and his breath reversed, and he was rushed into the distance at the same time, and he was in pain.

The ink flowed out, and the ground was pitch black.

Seeing that the blow worked, the strength of his body gradually dissipated. His hair slowly drooped down the back of his head, and he exhaled softly, stepping on the sunken soft sand and stones, and walked towards the battered Kuju Spring.

The ink flow carried a good amount of coercion, and after entering the body of the Nine Springs, it was still agitating and swelling in the qi veins.

Hearing that Lu Dingmo was approaching, Jiuzhong Quan coughed violently and held the halberd, half-kneeling and trying to get up.

However, when Lu Dingmo walked in front of him, he was not in a hurry to make a move.

“…… Why is the blood in the sky from your hands? ”

The first thing he noticed was the large blood mist that hung over his head. Since the blood mist had not broken before he fell unconscious, it was the first time he had seen such a calamity when he woke up.

Kujuizumi gasped for air. Listening to the question of law and ink, although he was puzzled, he didn't have time to care about it.

He secretly clutched the pill that had been holding in his hand with great difficulty from just now. Glancing at the close figure, he quickly brought his hand to his lips.

"Huh?!"

Seeing the strange appearance of the nine-fold spring on the ground, the law was stunned. At that time, the scene of the battle in Lanyun Pavilion was reversed several times, and all of a sudden it came into his mind at this moment.

Knowing that the situation was reversed, in an instant, Lu Dingmo immediately accumulated his strength and kicked at Jiu Chongquan's wrist: "Don't think! ”

Jiujuizumi suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and his body instantly rolled into the distance.

However, with his amazing willpower, he actually stretched out his head and opened his mouth at the critical moment, and still caught the pill that left his hand at the last moment.

After swallowing it, the bitter pill rolled into his throat and went straight down the throat.

The Nine Springs were in a state of embarrassment. But in an instant, the body lying on the ground suddenly erupted into a wave of sweeping rage.

Although Lu Dingmo realized it in time, he was still a little late. Failed to prevent the terrible turn of events, just as the top of the pavilion that day descended before him again!

The cold eyebrows tightened, and the law was swept away by the strong air current.

At the same time, the huge rock engraved with the words "Qingya Academy" next to the mountain gate was blown to smithereens. The wild sand rolled up in the air, and the Nine Springs stood up from the ground, and even the withered grass on the ground was destroyed by the roots.

Lu Dingmo looked at the demon standing up in front of him, as if it was slowly overlapping with the figure of the shadow skeleton before.

The memory that made him shudder instantly dominated his mind, and he could barely grasp the Nioh Chronicle. What's more, there is no second helper today, so he can only deal with this person alone!

Taking a few steps back, he felt a strong pressure through the yellow sand and blood mist.

Unexpectedly, such a scene would be pressed again in his Qingya Academy so soon.

Lu Dingmo pursed his lips and looked at the crystal blood edge in the center of the beacon smoke.

The coercion was still scaring away, and while the mountain gate was completely destroyed, the invisible air waves were like a hanging spring and a waterfall, sweeping through the mountains and forests, and countless trees were damaged.

And at the foot of the mountain, Yan Daju, who also felt a dignified breath, and a group of soldiers and generals itched uncomfortably.

I wonder what difficult opponents their Nine Banners have encountered on it? After only a few moments, the posture above has evolved so terrifying?

The fallen leaves fell one after another, drifting with the wind into the forest where they were stationed. Yan Daju took a leaf that had fallen on top of his head and rubbed his hands several times.

In front of the gate of the Mountain Academy, the blood mist in the air had been disturbed by the air waves of the Nine Springs.

The uneven mist envelops the transformed people who wander out.

One step at a time, the halberd behind him rustled across the ground, cutting a deep beacon fire boundary.

Lu Dingmo looked at the person in front of him, and he secretly held it tightly with a piano and a scroll.

This person's coercion is more oppressive than the previous shadow remains. He had no chance of winning, but he still remembered that once he took that strange elixir, after transforming into such a state, he would definitely have a long period of weakness.

Other words...... He must single-handedly delay the person in front of him until the time of weakness!

However, his heart must be fixed, and his body does not move, but he sees the fast halberd fluttering, and it has come to him in the blink of an eye!

"Drink!"

The law was not messed up, and at the moment when the halberd was about to fall, he took over the powerful blade with the hard surface.

One is rigid and the other is soft, but the oppressive power of the Nine Springs, even if it blocks the fatal killing move, it still makes the internal organs of Lu Dingmo stir, and then a sharp pain comes.

He hurriedly took a few steps back. When he looked at it again, he saw that the injury of Jiujuquan just now had healed, and his wrist had recovered as before, and there was no longer any hindrance.

Lu Dingmo couldn't help but be surprised by the horror of this elixir in his heart, but he didn't have time to think about it at the moment.

The loess flew under their feet, and the steps of the two moved around the huge courtyard for a moment, and the power of the vertical and horizontal moves cut down the surrounding buildings to shreds.

Billowing smoke and dust filled the corners. Lu Dingmo wanted to take a look at the safety of the ancestral hall of the sages, but after a little distraction, the halberd of the Nine Springs, which was close to his face, swept past him, and his face was full of pain.

"A halberd blood river lead!"

Jiujuquan saw the opportunity and made a wild move. The bloody light of the gathering and cracking shone brightly, and it left the halberd in an instant, like a rolling mud pill, crushing through a river of broken earth and blood, and swept towards the sluggish law ink of the body.

Lu Dingmo felt the strong air pressure coming to his body, but his face was still painful like pins and needles. He hurriedly plucked the strings, his five fingers clasped tightly on the dead strings, and at the same time he tried to open the canon: "It's not over yet!" ”