He saw that Lei Luo's strength was low, and he didn't go all out. But Dao Yuan made a block, but he showed a good cultivation.

However, he was only slightly surprised by this, with his cultivation in the Heyuan Upper Realm, even if the Dao Yuan Upper Realm was good, it was only the Gathering Spirit Upper Realm, which was a big realm lower than himself, and it was only a little troublesome at most.

From the very beginning, Lu Qianshan was angry with the performance of the two Dao Yuan, but because of his identity as the eldest son of the Lu family and the disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect, he did not want to lose his demeanor and ruin his image.

It wasn't until Lei Luo made a move that he finally couldn't help it, and secretly said in his heart: In Yunxiao City, who doesn't know the power of my Lu family! There are really few people who dare not to give face to Young Master Ben. Even in the Xuantian Sword Sect, Young Master Ben's words were full of weight. You two guys who came out of nowhere, and you actually give a shame, then I can't say it, so I have to make you suffer a little!

In this fight, Dao Yuan immediately felt the strength of the other party, and it was also the Heyuan Upper Realm, this Lu Qianshan was much more powerful than Steward Liu that day. Not to mention the ruthless moves, and the true yuan is thick and pure, if he hadn't entered the Gathering Spirit Upper Realm, he was afraid that he would be shocked just now.

Before he could think about it, Dao Yuan felt that he was locked by a killing intent, and the source of this killing intent was Lu Qianshan in front of him.

With a low snort, the palm shadow in the sky appeared in front of Dao Yuan's eyes with a cold strong wind. It was like a raging hurricane carrying the hail that covered the sky and the sun, and smashed it mercilessly at him.

Although Lu Qianshan's attack was terrifying, in Dao Yuan's view, it was not without a trace, as far as this move was concerned, he had at least three ways to deal with it, avoiding the range of the opponent's palm power without being injured.

The thunder tiger roared, and the Soul Breaker Spear came out, with a dazzling cold light and an indomitable momentum, and plunged headlong into the hail in the sky. He didn't know Lu Qianshan's strength, but he felt the strength of the other party, even if the two of them joined forces, they might not be the opponents of the other party, not to mention that all the attacks at the moment were aimed at Daoyuan alone.

Of course he doesn't like it, and even hates and hates the arrogant and strong Lu Qianshan, but he doesn't want Dao Yuan to be hurt, so as soon as he makes a move, he doesn't hesitate to go all out, he doesn't think about hurting the other party, he still has this self-knowledge, this shot is designed to buy even a little bit of time for Dao Yuan, as long as Dao Yuan dodges it, then, his goal has been achieved.

It's a pity that the gap between the two is too big, and as soon as the Soul Breaker Gun comes into contact with the opponent's palm power, it immediately retreats from the cold light and stagnates. Immediately afterwards, an irresistible huge force passed along the body of the gun, and the thunder snorted, and the body flew out upside down in an instant.

Dao Yuan's eyes shrank, and he stepped out of the star step under his feet, his body was like a swimming fish, and he passed out of Lu Qianshan's palms dangerously, and pounced on the thunder that flew in mid-air, and at the moment when his body was about to land, he caught it steadily.

Lei Luo was supported by Dao Yuan, half lying on the ground, holding the soul breaker gun with both hands, his eyebrows were locked, his face was pale, and his lips were tightly closed.

Dao Yuan knew that this was a manifestation of the trauma of his internal organs, he took a deep breath, carefully leaned Lei Luo against the wall, slowly stood up, stared at Lu Qianshan on the opposite side, and the sword of life and death had appeared in his hand at some point.

Lu Qianshan looked at Dao Yuan expressionlessly, a trace of caution flashed in the depths of his eyes, until now, he still didn't understand what kind of kung fu Dao Yuan used just now, it was just two seemingly ordinary footsteps, and he was extremely clever enough to dodge the blow he was bound to hit.

He withdrew his stunned posture and attributed it all to Dao Yuan's mistake, and then squinted his eyes and watched his series of movements, secretly sneering in his heart.

"Draw your sword in front of me, I really don't know whether you should say that you are brave or fearless!"

Seeing Dao Yuan show off his weapon, Lu Qianshan laughed out loud, took the sword handed over by the servant, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and looked at him playfully.

Just by listening to the name, you know that the Xuantian Sword Sect is a sword-based sect of the rivers and lakes, and the disciples under the sect naturally major in swordsmanship, Lu Qianshan has studied the art for more than ten years, and the swordsmanship has already obtained the essence of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

Therefore, when he said this, he had extreme confidence and strong confidence.

"Whether courage is commendable, or ignorance is useless, everything must be known only after trying. Dao Yuan frowned slightly, held the sword in one hand, and slowly walked to the middle of the field.

Lu Qianshan looked up to the sky and sneered, and said in a deep voice: "It's just a matter of gathering spirits in the upper realm, and the tone is not small! If I don't give you some color today, how can I have the face of my Xuantian Sword Sect!?"

He let go of his arms and gently drew the long sword in his hand, moving slowly and gracefully. The mirror-like sword body reflected his fair and handsome face, and at first glance, it had its own momentum.

But the next moment, he slowly withdrew his sword from the scabbard, raised his head slightly, and looked at Dao Yuan: "In order to avoid others saying that Young Master Ben is bullying the small, I will let you make three moves first." ”

Although the words were arrogant, Lu Qianshan's expression and true meaning could not be heard, he simply felt that he was sure to win, and he had the intention to play with him.

"This bastard, really think he is a kendo grandmaster!?" After coming out, the sword spirit quickly understood the current situation, and seeing that Lu Qianshan didn't take Dao Yuan in his eyes at all, he was naturally a little angry, and said to Dao Yuan: "However, you still have to be careful, he is indeed qualified to say this." ”

Dao Yuan was not shocked or angry, his expression was as usual, and he had a plan in his heart.

The sword of life and death flashed with black light, and a move was born, dignified and upright, and the waist was cut out.

With a sneer, Lu Qianshan's body retreated slightly, and he easily dodged.

The edge of the road is pressing step by step, and the sword of life and death is from top to bottom, slashing hard.

"Two moves. Lu Qianshan leaned forward and flashed slightly, his expression even more disdainful.

As soon as the words fell, he felt that the air around him had become unusual, and a kind of mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings, and he didn't know when it quietly appeared, and before he could figure out what was going on, he saw more than ten black lightning bolts appearing at the moment, as if the black ** god on the nine clouds, with boundless anger, suddenly attacked, and the unprepared Lu Qianshan was instantly overwhelmed by the storm.

Wind and rain falling!

So far, the most powerful and domineering move that Dao Yuan has ever known.

A few soft snorts, mixed with inexplicable shouts of rage, came out in the raging storm.

After three breaths, the wind and rain dissipated, the black lightning disappeared without a trace, and Dao Yuan stood quietly in a field of tables and chairs, looking at Lu Qianshan with a calm expression.

Behind him, Lei Luo, who was leaning against the wall, had a hearty smile in his eyes, which formed a strong contrast with the shocked expressions of the two servants of the Lu Mansion.

"I didn't expect it!

Lu Qianshan's angry laughter echoed in everyone's ears: "It turns out that your two clumsy moves before were simply confusing me, but the real power is this last move!"

The two servants' mouths opened in disbelief, they had never seen their young master look so embarrassed. I saw that there were four or five wounds on Lu Qianshan's body that had been cut by the blade, and the most powerful one was actually a foot long, slanting from his shoulders to his chest. At this moment, those wounds were slowly oozing blood, and against the background of the white clothes, it was like patches of delicate red plums blooming in the snow.

"But, now that the three moves have passed, are you ready to meet my anger!?" This sentence was almost squeezed out of Lu Qianshan's teeth.

When the two servants heard this, they knew that they were not talking about themselves, but their hearts trembled subconsciously, and they suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

The sword spirit smiled and praised: "I can't see that you still have the potential to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, tsk...... Well, it's teachable!"

"Boom!" a crisp sword roar sounded.

Lu Qianshan held the long sword in his hand, flew towards the Dao Yuan, and said with a cruel smile in his mouth: "Don't worry, I won't kill you, that's too cheap for you! ”

Lu Qianshan, who shot angrily, was so fast, his moves were so powerful, and his momentum was so domineering that he had almost reached the limit he could reach. A violent killing intent filled the entire area in an instant, and although the two servants were on the edge, they had a feeling that there was no escape, no escape.

Suddenly, two figures, one white and one gold, broke in, and the white shadow stopped between the two before the Dao Yuan could move. With an angry roar, the golden shadow pounced directly on Lu Qianshan, who was like lightning.

These two figures are naturally Rou'er and Jin'er.

She had just finished buying something with Jin'er, and was about to come to find Dao Yuan, but as soon as she entered the door, she heard Lu Qianshan's last words, and she was shocked, and ran over desperately, blocking Dao Yuan with her delicate body, completely ignoring the consequences that would happen next.

Jin Er chose the method of encircling Wei to save Zhao, and his minions came out together, forcing him to return to defend himself and save himself.

But although Jin Er's speed was fast, how could he not catch Lu Qianshan in the upper realm of Shanghe Yuan, and he dodged it with little effort, and then took advantage of the momentum on its back, Jin Er screamed, rolled to the ground, and couldn't get up for a long time.

The sharp sword glowing with cold light was not affected in the slightest, and it still stabbed out like lightning.

Dao Yuan secretly said that it was not good when Rou'er pounced, and almost at the same time, he flew forward, trying to pull Rou'er to a safe place behind him. Unbeknownst to him, when his hand just touched Rou'er's clothes, Lu Qianshan's long sword had already arrived with a violent rage, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, it stabbed into Rou'er's shoulder without the slightest pause.

Originally, this sword should have stabbed Rou'er in the chest, but Lu Qianshan also saw Rou'er's appearance clearly in an instant, however, his sword momentum has been completed, and there is no room for turning.

And Rou'er came too suddenly, so it was too late for him to put away the sword, and in his busy schedule, he only had time to fine-tune the blade of the sword, deviating from the vital parts of Rou'er's body, and at the same time, he also tried his best to recover the powerful true element contained in the sword.

Rao is like this, but Rou'er still can't stand it, even though Lu Qianshan has done his best to reduce the power of this sword, there is still some true yuan into her body.

With Rou'er's low cry of pain, she covered the wound and slowly fell into Daoyuan's arms, although her pretty face had been replaced by pain at this time, but there was a trace of joy and comfort in her weak eyes.

After all, she still protected the Dao Yuan.