At this moment, facing Feng Yuyao again, Lu Yun actually wanted to laugh.

Speaking of which, the grievances between her and Feng Yuyao are like a child's petty fights, but they are actually nothing.

But Feng Yuyao is the proud daughter of the sky, as the heroine, as the darling of the Heavenly Dao, the arrogance on her body is even more obvious.

Such a person, who has been praised and worshiped since childhood, is suddenly subordinated, and it is normal to be angry.

But the puppets outside and the injuries on their own bodies can be seen by those who have eyes.

Kill the puppet herself, enter here, she should be in charge of things, why should she pay for other people's face.

In her opinion, if you want anything, you can speak with strength.

What about the heroine, she can't beat herself, she just has no right to speak.

Whether it was the previous spirit fruit or the current treasure, Lu Yun was not ready to let it.

Exchange?

Hehe, the other party has what they need, and the exchange can be established.

It's a pity that the other party can't give him what he wants.

Lu Yun's hand was very steady, and the sword was pointed at the two people.

She saw Feng Yuyao's sinking face, and also saw the surprise in Song Xiao's eyes.

"Lu Yun, why is this so?"

Song Xiao's throat rolled and she spit out this sentence.

"Yes, Senior Sister Lu, why bother, we are all brothers and sisters from the same family, what can't we say well, we must use force?"

Feng Yuyao hooked the corners of her lips again, with an attitude that I would consider for you.

In Feng Yuyao's eyes, the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect should all be headed by her.

Lu Yun's "rebellion" is a loss of majesty for Feng Yuyao.

She hated Lu Yun's cold face, as if she had no desires and no desires, and she was not shocked by the years.

Such tolerant and generous words, Lu Yun listened, and a laugh of arrogance appeared on his clean face after all.

When she first came here, Feng Yuyao was the heroine who was high up, and she just wanted to avoid Feng Yuyao and go her own way.

But sometimes, the more people who want to avoid it, the more they can't escape.

The original owner, Lu Yun, died in the hands of Feng Yuyao in the ancient city.

Now she was attracted to the ancient city by the fragments, and at this moment she was going toe-to-toe with Feng Yuyao.

Everything, like fate refusing to let her go, is bound to lead her down the old path.

But she won't die here.

Her path has nothing to do with Feng Yuyao, so why bother with the heroine's heavenly way.

If you don't avoid it, it's war.

She looked at the two of them, her smile was as bright as a flower, but her voice was as cold as night.

"The Tao is different, and it is not the same."

"Draw your sword, two."

"Today's battle, no matter whether you win or lose, the past grievances and grievances will be eliminated."

"In the future, each according to his ability."

"Come!"

Lu Yun, who spoke softly, threw out the curtain umbrella to ensure that no one could disturb the battle.

The long sword vibrate, the sound was like a bell, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

The spiritual power of the girl in Tsing Yi is agitated, her robe dances without wind, and her ink hair is wild and unscrupulous.

On that peerless face, the eyes were dazzling.

Like a sword piercing the night, cold and cold, the flamboyant sword intent is breathtaking, and the soul is amazing.

Song Xiao's gaze couldn't be taken away from that face for a while.

Tsing Yi plain noodles are already the best in the world.

Breathing is disturbed for a moment.

Song Xiao had a feeling that he had to take this battle, otherwise he would never be able to raise his sword in front of Lu Yun from now on.

The resoluteness that came to the face was unavoidable, unavoidable.

And Feng Yuyao also has this kind of thought.

This is the first time Feng Yuyao has seen Lu Yun who is full of momentum.

The sword intent that cannot be ignored locks people, like the sharp blade hanging above the head, it can fall in an instant.

She remembered the four puppets outside.

Ask yourself, can you win with a dozen or four?

Perhaps.

But after winning, it is absolutely impossible to defeat one against two again like Lu Yun.

Nails pierced into her palms, looking at Lu Yun in front of her, Feng Yuyao had a strong urge.

War.

Engage!

She wants to let the other party know what kind of person she Feng Yuyao is.

She wanted Lu Yun to bow her head, just like the rest of the people, and always look at herself with that awe-inspiring look.

He should be the one who walks in the forefront, and the rest of the people are only worthy of chasing their backs.

Lu Yun, Lu Yun should be like this, she should be like this!

In the midst of the confusion, an object appeared in Feng Yuyao's hand.

It was her saber fire phoenix.

The flames swirled across the sword, dancing violently with the anger that belonged to its master.

Song Xiao's face was solemn on his side, and his sword appeared in front of him.

It was a sword as gentle as spring water, and the light spring light flowed from the blade, beautiful like a lingering lover.

This sword doesn't look murderous.

It was also this sword that pointed at Lu Yun.

Lu Yun didn't dare to underestimate it.

The name of the sword is Sanchun Shui, and this sword is so gentle that you don't feel pain when you die.

But the souls of the dead under this sword will only roar in the netherworld and want to live.

"Come!"

Song Xiao said.

"Come on!"

Feng Yuyao raised her sword and pointed at it.

If you are invited to fight, then you will fight.

"Heh......"

Lu Yun's laughter drifted by like the wind, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

She looked at the two people in front of her, her heart was beating wildly, it was not fear, it was the violence and exhilaration.

No one said anything one-on-one.

Lu Yun invited the two to fight, and the two of them were together.

Her eyebrows and eyes rose at this moment, and her black and white eyes were full of brilliance.

The cold river snow comes out, and the tail needle follows.

Lu Yun didn't mean to hide his clumsiness, and his two swords shot together.

The figure swayed, and if the light and shadow shattered, when it condensed, it was already in front of the two of them.

It was she who invited the battle first, and she did it first.

They are all arrogant people who became famous at a young age, and it is hypocritical to say that humility is true.

No more empty words, in terms of the sword.

The victory or defeat of the first battle is determined, and the first battle is determined, and the sword cultivation should be the same.

The drifting and steady cold river snow greets the softness of the three spring waters, and the other party's sword is like a spring breeze that transforms everything, moisturizing things silently.

The fast and treacherous tail back needle, with the ruthlessness of the former owner, the sword move is deadly.

A violent collision resounded throughout the burial chamber.

The curtain umbrella overhead is circulating, and it is dark here, and no one knows.

Lu Yun, who completely let go of the shackles, alternated the two swords, and one against two did not fall behind.

A sword is as light as a fly, and a sword is as heavy as a thunderbolt.

In the swords of these two people, the fighting spirit is also vigorous.

Lu Yun's joy in battle, the magic trick of You Longying flowed through his mind, and Lu Yun suddenly felt that his body was much lighter and more agile.

You Longying's cultivation unconsciously stepped into the second layer.

At this moment, her body is light and unrestrained.

It is like the giant dragon that circles the earth, breaking free from the shackles on its body, leading the dragon to groan, and since then it has gone straight to the blue sky, stirring up the wind and clouds.

Oh, yes.

Born to be a giant dragon soaring above the nine heavens, lying between square inches, how to talk about being that chic swimming dragon.

In the practice of exercises, one looks at the qualifications and the other looks at the understanding.

Qualifications can get people started, and understanding performance makes the two merge.

Lu Yun's previous cultivation of You Longying was to forcibly use it with his extraordinary qualifications.

She uses the wisdom of her predecessors, not her own.

Only now did she have the perception that the exercises and people were integrated.

It is necessary to condense the light and shadow on the ground, and to be proud of the dragon in the sky.

That's how it is...... Shadow of the Dragon.