Chapter 35: Murder and Goods
Although the ancient city of Montenegro has been looted many times, there are still some dusty treasures.
There are many secret realms in the cultivation realm, but when he has a qi refining period, he goes to the rest of the places to find death.
Anyway, he has lived for nearly a hundred years, and his self-confidence means are still a little, and it is still okay to compete with these little disciples of the sect.
After so many years of traveling from south to north, he has obtained a method of restraining his breath, which cannot be said to be very high-quality, and it should be easy to follow a fledgling disciple.
can look at the situation in front of him, the other party is waiting for him to jump into the pit.
The old man who wants to understand is not unprepared to run.
If you find out, you can kill it.
But what came faster than his killing machine was Lu Yun's sword.
Hanjiangxue is a cold and beautiful sword, and anyone who has seen it will praise it for its delicate appearance.
But it is also a belligerent sword, and it is roaring softly at the moment, and the sword is crisp.
Lu Yun made a move, but he was not ready to show mercy to the other party.
Under this sword, the shaking light and shadow made the old man punch out.
He cultivates boxing, his fists are very strong, and his moves are to the flesh.
However, Lu Yun could see that the opponent's boxing skills were very mixed, like a lot of boxing techniques were put together.
The disciples of the sect were ordered to only practice various basic methods when they first started.
These basic methods seem simple, but they are the condensation of the essence of the major sects.
In order to make it easier to integrate the rest of the mantras in the future.
Their cultivation is disciplined, but they can practice differently, they have no sect background, and they can't get all kinds of tricks.
The things they practice are very complicated, and many of them are patchwork, and they understand everything but they are not proficient in everything.
In the back, this way of cultivation can easily become a shackle that binds oneself, and all the disorganized things are stuffed into one body, and you can't go far.
But in the early stage, this method was easy to overwhelm the disciples of the sect.
Because of the miscellaneous, because there are many, and there are all kinds of things, the disciples of the sect are easy to deal with messy.
That's what the old man had in mind.
His punches are strong and varied.
Sometimes he punched blatantly, and sometimes he brushed Lu Yun's side lightly.
He just wants to overwhelm this little girl.
Compared with the background, he can't compare, but compared to treachery and experience, how can these hairy boys compare to his predecessors who don't know how many years they have been fighting outside.
But soon, the senior found that his fists were fast, which seemed to make it difficult for the other party to deal with.
But the sword in the opponent's hand is always very stable.
The wrist is lightly raised, and the blade of the sword shakes.
The moment the sword was pressed against the old man's skin, he felt a tingling sensation in his arm.
When he lowered his eyes, he saw a wound with no bones, but the cold air brought by Han Jiangxue had begun to freeze his wounds.
"Hehe, your sword is good."
The old man, who didn't care about the wound, made another move, and tried to distract Lu Yun by saying something in his mouth.
Lu Yun listened to the words, and her heart was calm.
Hanjiangxue is naturally a good sword.
But this sword is not worthy of everyone.
For this kind of greedy person, Lu Yun's sword moves sped up.
It's useless to dwell on such people.
Han Jiangxue is like an arm in the girl's hand, and she is handy.
The sharp sword move is Lu Yun's undisguised arrogance.
Qualifications may determine the speed of cultivation, and this kind of person has been immersed in cultivation for decades, and he can't even cross a foundation building period, but he is not only talented.
Lu Yun, who was calm and calm, dropped a sword in the other party's smug expression.
Like Qiaoyan, like a wind and clouds, gentle to the world, a little cold suddenly locked the old man.
For this sword, the old man still wants to take it hard.
A brazen posture, with the confidence of nine out of ten.
It was this punch that was lightly picked up by Lu Yun's sword, and the sword never stopped, and the cold blade hurt his wrist bone and tore his throat at the same time.
The cold air gushed and the blood in the throat froze.
But he felt a cold breath eroding his body from the wound.
In the momentum of the bamboo, he felt the sword intent of the other party.
It was a thousand years of solid ice buried under the cold mountain, and even if the sun scorched, it could not melt.
His eyes widened and he clutched his neck, but blood bubbled in his mouth.
opened his mouth to say something, but Lu Yun turned around and didn't even give a look.
The three-foot green blade is stained with blood.
Lu Yun held the sword and walked up step by step, and there were two people waiting for him outside.
The presence of a curtain umbrella hides everything that happens in the cellar.
Coupled with the fact that she solved the other party very quickly, the two people above were not suspicious.
If you don't have any doubts, you are naturally not vigilant enough.
So when a sword stabbed behind him, this unprepared sword move directly seriously injured one of them.
"Where's the big brother?"
Seeing Lu Yun come out, the youngest one asked Lu Yun.
But everyone knows the answer.
Seeing the bloody hole on his second brother's shoulder, and Lu Yun's overly indifferent eyes, this good third brother was full of excitement.
Then he didn't say a word, and ran away.
What is the eldest brother and the second brother, the small life is the biggest.
I have to say that the other party pays attention to playing well, but Lu Yun is not prepared to leave trouble for himself.
The shadow of the dragon in this ancient loess city, if a ghost floats, it comes in the blink of an eye.
The third brother glanced back, and saw Lu Yun who was in hot pursuit, his eyes were like seeing a ghost, and his feet sped up.
The sword that can belong to Lu Yun came in an instant.
He hurriedly turned to resist, and what was supposed to be a sword to his throat turned around in the middle of the move.
The sound of the blade piercing through the body was dull and sharp.
When it came to his mind, the third brother was already kneeling on the ground.
The blood flowed down the blood hole in the heart, and the front and back of the heart were all cool.
The third brother looked at Lu Yun with red eyes, and there was despair surging in his eyes.
The drooping fingers were shaking, as if they were convulsions before death.
But when he saw the cold light flash, the sword cut off his arm, and even something in his palm rolled to the ground.
It was a black iron ball, and the smell of gunpowder was very strong.
Burst balls, something that the disciples of the sect can't look at, are very welcome in these loose cultivators.
There are many more battles between scattered cultivators than among sect disciples.
Many of them are the kind that never stop, and even if some people lose, they want to pull the enemy to their death.
Once activated, the blast ball will explode violently, leaving her dead and seriously injured.
It can only be said that these aggressive loose cultivators, even before death, those dark thoughts never stop.
Take the storage bag from the other person's body and put it away with the blasting ball.
Lu Yun, who returned to the door, saw blood stains spreading on the ground.
The person who was seriously injured by her was not dead, but he was also half-disabled and couldn't run far at all, so she was relieved to pursue the third brother at that time.
The blood was spreading into the inner room.
All the way down, Lu Yun saw that the second brother stretched out his hand and tried to grab his eldest brother, but he died on the way.
is so affectionate, which is convenient for her.
Quickly scavenged the things on the two of them, and Lu Yun put away the curtain umbrella.
The moon converged, and this world was known again.
Lu Yun did not hide the sword marks he left behind.
If you die here, you can only blame yourself for not being as good as others, and besides, even if you want to take revenge, you have to have the life to go out.
The blood qi occupied the entire cellar, and Lu Yun's figure disappeared at this moment.