"What are you looking at?"

Seeing Lu Yun's eyes, Qu Jiayan whipped again: "You people who want to talk about the building, don't think that you can demagogue people just by relying on your face." ”

"Ruined your face, I see if you can still harm people!"

These words were incomprehensible, but Lu Yun estimated from the other party's jealous face that the other party transferred his hatred for Mrs. Chunfeng to himself.

Madame's face, countless people love, and countless people hate, it is better to be red-faced and troubled.

Lu Yun, who was too lazy to explain, swept with a heavy sword, and forced the two of them away with an indomitable attitude.

Qu Jiayan didn't dare to confront Wu Zhuo, and even Pang Yong was moving his fists to relieve the tense muscles.

He looked at Wu Zhuo with a solemn expression.

He couldn't see through what kind of material this sword was, it seemed to be unpretentious, but after the match, his strength sank into the sea.

After fighting for so long, the sword didn't even break down, not even a single crack.

"Pang Yong, have you thought about it?"

It was Mi Ying, a disciple of the Golden Sword Hall, who spoke, and the golden knife flashed in the sun.

Pang Yong, who was questioned, punched again after his eyes met Qu Jiayan, but this punch was aimed at Fu Xiu.

At the same time, the remaining three parties and six people on the field all shot at Fu Xiu.

Even Fu Xiu couldn't do it easily.

He quickly retreated, and one by one he threw out the talismans, his hands pinching the tricks, and the sound continued.

"The earth moves, the mud river falls!"

"The wind raises fire, the fire carries the thunder, and the wind and fire thunder fall."

Those talismans attracted the heavens and the earth, and they looked very spectacular, but in terms of the cultivation of Fu Xiu's foundation building period, the damage caused was limited after all.

Six-on-one, Fu Xiu is under a lot of pressure.

There was a spike, breaking through those talismans and appearing not far from Fu Xiu, and the timing of that person's sneak attack was very good.

Fu Xiu only had time to stick a defensive talisman on his body.

The short stab failed to kill Fu Xiu, but the defensive talisman on Fu Xiu's body also failed under this blow.

The long whip wrapped around Fu Xiu's left arm, and with a fierce pull, the lightning flowed, and the skin opened and the flesh opened.

"Immovable as a mountain!"

The talisman exploded, and Fu Xiu was not thrown away by the whip, but Pang Yong's fist came.

The punch smashed into Fu Xiu's shoulder, making him unable to stop retreating.

A few more steps, he would fall out of the ring, and he narrowly steadied himself on the edge, and when he looked up, he saw the golden knife falling.

Fu Xiu's face was heavy.

His master and his wife have a relationship, and this time his wife asked him to help lure out the demon cultivators hidden in the water and clouds, and he agreed.

He is even more prepared, but now it seems that he is still reluctant to have a pair of six, and he really wants to lose all the games.

Resisting this thought, Fu Xiu had a talisman in his palm, and the talisman broke through the golden light, and the cover appeared above his head, blocking the knife.

But the spikes came at a strange angle again, and Fu Xiu couldn't avoid it.

Rumble!

What is the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground, Fu Xiu blinked, looking at the heavy sword standing beside him, blocking the sneak attack.

He slowly turned his head again and looked at Lu Yun who was strolling over.

Compared with his embarrassment, Lu Yun was very calm, and when he met his gaze, Lu Yun bowed.

"Don't be pushy, we just need to stall." Fu Xiu said.

It didn't matter if they won or lost this time, they needed time to attract the attention of the city, paralyze the enemy, and buy time.

"It's late."

For Fu Xiu's words, Lu Yun spit out two words lightly.

Her gaze passed over the people in front of her and landed at the back of them.

There was a delicate young man standing there, with a smile on his pale face, but after being captured by Lu Yun, that smile disappeared.

"What do you mean?"

Fu Xiu wondered in surprise, his newly-recognized friend was good at everything, but he didn't like to talk much.

"Demon Cultivator!"

Lu Yun pointed her finger at the man, her expression calm.

She pulled it up again, and regardless of how the rest of the people reacted to her words, she moved her hand.

"Demon cultivator, what demon cultivator?"

The master of the wind hall on the shore turned to look at the love scholar.

"You chose that person, right?"

This is a question, and the ascending momentum of the Wind Hall Lord is telling the love scholar that he wants to do it.

"Do you believe in the plan to sow discord?"

"Where do you see that he's a demon cultivator?"

The love scholar didn't care about shaking the fan, and the casual attitude was very playful, and he wasn't worried at all.

With this calm look, and then looking at the attitude of the other two people, the Wind Hall Master had to put down his thoughts for the time being.

"Demon cultivator? How can you tell? ”

Fu Xiu coughed a few times, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked.

The man has been on the edge since the battle, and the occasional shot is insignificant.

"Intuition."

From her strong instincts.

As he spoke, what came to Lu Yun's mind was the knife used by Montenegro that day.

Turning the sword technique into a sword technique, the process is difficult, and Lu Yun can only touch the surface.

Raised without clumsiness and slanted down.

The heavy sword has no edge, and under the sword that seems to be harmless, it is the collapse of the mountains.

She still can't use the complete Biluo Huangquan Kill, but even if she only uses the momentum of the sword that splits the space, it is enough to make the bladeless sword show its edge.

This sword is actually very slow in Lu Yun's hands.

It was Pang Yong who stood in the way, and it was Pang Yong who took the sword, in his opinion, this sword was not as happy as those heavy splits.

The muscles of his arms bulged, and he rushed up and threw a punch.

Faintly, he heard a shout: "Get out of the way!" ”

Get out of the way?

Who to get out of the way?

Pang Yong thought, one step further, it was this step that made him almost doomed.

The slow sword fell before his eyes, and what he saw was not full of flaws, but unavoidable might.

Vaguely, he saw a door open in front of him, and behind the door was the cry of the soul, and his soul was still in hell and could not escape.

Ben's slightly contemptuous eyes burst with horror, his pupils trembled slightly, and his back was covered with cold sweat.

Run!

Come on!

His consciousness was roaring wildly, and he wanted to turn back, but he knew there was no way back.

Pang Yong mobilized all his spiritual power, and when the two were about to hand over, he blocked his arms in front of him, turned from attack to defense, and took the sword.

So, everyone heard the sound of bones breaking.

After the crisp tune fell, Pang Yong's arms fell limply to his side, and it was not a broken bone, but a broken bone.

The sharp pain hit only for a moment, and then Pang Yong could no longer feel the presence of his arms.

He stared blankly at his soft, noodle-like arms.

He...... Is it scrapped?

"Lu Yun, are you okay?"

Fu Xiu's shout made people's eyes move to Lu Yun, and several people on the stage were terrified under the power of this sword.

But after seeing the blood at the corner of Lu Yun's mouth, his eyes lit up again.

It seems that she can't do it anymore, and at the end of the strong crossbow, she will deal with it.

"Lu Yun, you hide behind me, I'll come."

Fu Xiu held Lu Yun and tried to stay calm.

It is undeniable that Lu Yun's sword amazed Fu Xiu, and he also successfully won Pang Yong, but there was no signal on Madame's side, indicating that the matter had not been successful, and he would find a way to block the rest of the people.

(End of chapter)