Lu Yun, who consumed the detoxification pill given by his senior brother, was a little distressed.

The monk's body was different from mortals, and it could be a poison that killed her in an instant, and she dared to say that there were not many of them even in the Valley of the Divine Doctors.

A mere filament door is used to make a suicide poison, not to mention the toxicity, but is it timely.

Scold!

With cold eyes, Lu Yun picked up Fan Qiang and threw it at the people on the shore.

She turned to look at Qu Jiayan and the others, the red on the cold river snow flowed down and bloomed on the ground, it was the red plum blooming in the winter snow.

She raised her sword, pointing at the humans.

"Throw in the towel?"

Han Jiangxue is a very beautiful sword, and it is also a sword with a temper.

In order not to be clumsy, Lu Yun has not used it for so long, and it is very excited now, and the blade of the sword is soft, urging its master to continue.

Can you continue......

On Pingfeng Lake, there is wind on the water surface, and the wind leaves traces.

The girl in Tsing Yi asked everyone indifferently with her sword, her tone was so flat that she seemed to be talking about what to eat tonight.

The black hair is like a cloud, fluttering behind her, and under the girl's eyebrows, there is a rebellious elegance.

This momentum is the best portrayal of sword cultivation.

With the sword in hand, people are crazy, and no one answers their questions.

The throat rolled, and the fishy smell brought by it made it difficult to swallow, Fu Xiu touched his nose, remembering what he had done just now, and felt ashamed.

"Ahem, or you might as well admit defeat."

He ran behind Lu Yun like a dog, squeezing his eyebrows at those people.

"Why don't you throw in the towel?" Qu Jiayan glared at Fu Xiu angrily, the whip was flicked at her side, her mouth was hard but she didn't dare to move.

With a sword and a broken arm, she can't win this kind of fierce god.

"We ......"

Before he finished speaking, a loud noise shook the entire water cloud.

Everyone looked in a certain direction, and Lu Yun saw that Mrs. Chunfeng disappeared in place in this movement.

"It's finished."

Fu Xiu lowered her voice, a little excited.

"That's the direction of Lake Ruoshui." When Qu Miao came back to his senses, he muttered a word, and found that Mrs. Chunfeng had disappeared.

"Damn, we've been tricked!"

What kind of ring, what kind of array, all are illusions.

The woman did it on purpose, they had already found the last form of the formation, and secretly sent someone to solve the formation.

"Idiot, what are you doing in a daze, hurry up."

She called out to the other two, walked a few steps and stared at the love scholar: "You better not go over, after all, you are still suspicious." ”

Saying this, the love scholar looked down at Fan Qiang, who was dying at his feet, and laughed silently.

"What are you talking about, such a wicked obstacle, just kill it."

When the fan opened and closed, a splash of blood fell to the ground.

That Fan Qiang died after all.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yun felt distressed again, if it weren't for dragging these people down, she wouldn't have to waste her medicine.

"Let's go too."

Fu Xiu patted Lu Yun's shoulder, Lu Yun nodded, put away Han Jiangxue, and then put Wu Zhuo behind him.

Don't slack off in your practice.

However, she didn't slow down this time, but pulled Fu Xiu and hurried with the dragon shadow.

The wind blows through the ears and stings slightly.

Wu Zhuo reduced the speed of You Dragon Shadow, but it was still a little faster than Fu Xiu's own body.

Fu Xiu, who was a little behind, looked at Lu Yun's beautiful side face, his eyes were clear and beautiful.

The vague arrogance in my heart finally disappeared.

Master is right, the disciples of the nine major sects are all geniuses and demons, and compared to them, he is too insufficient.

He wants to catch up with these heavenly pride, and there is still hard work.

The movement of the lake attracted countless monks, and when they arrived, they saw the lake pouring back.

Like a dragon sucking water, the waterline of the entire lake is rapidly decreasing, forming a whirlpool that is enough to strangle people.

And on that dangerous lake, someone is doing it.

The silver hair was like a bright moon, and the silver pupils under Changjie were as gentle as ever, and with a flick of his fingers, one formation after another appeared around him, stopping those who were assassinating him.

Those people were dressed plainly, like people on the streets, but these people were holding a silk thread in their hands, intertwined, like a net sprinkled down, trying to capture Wen Ruyu.

When Lu Yun came, what he saw was that the brilliance of the formation lit up and those silk threads were broken.

The killing array and the maze were combined, messing up the footsteps of those people, and the people were obviously close in front of them, but they couldn't touch them.

If you're not careful, you'll die here.

Wen Ruyu, the future master of the Divine Array Gate, has the creation of heaven and earth with one hand, Lu Yun can't understand it, but it doesn't prevent her from appreciating this beautiful art of killing.

She looked further up, where Mrs. Chunfeng was confronting each other, and she didn't do anything for the time being, and she didn't help.

By this point, they would more or less realize what Mrs. Chunfeng was thinking.

Although it is used, there are so many demon cultivators in the water and clouds, and they don't know anything, which is a dereliction of duty.

How can you blame Mrs. Chunfeng for these things.

What's more, the ring was also done with real knives and guns, and although the final result was not decided, they knew what the outcome would be.

Qu Miao didn't look at Mrs. Chunfeng again, but looked at Lu Yun with a regretful tone.

"This kind of excellent disciple, if he comes out alone, isn't he afraid of falling here?"

These words were not threats, but when she spoke, her eyes were on the love letter, and she knew the vivid killing intent of the previous love letter.

"I'm here, who dares to touch her."

Madame's words made people's hearts iron, she raised her eyebrows and smiled: "But out of the water and clouds, her life and death have nothing to do with me." ”

These words were said so brightly that Lu Yun could hear them clearly.

Lu Yun blinked, looking at the coquettish smile on her wife's face, she always felt that the other party was taking revenge on her negative master.

This debt should still be recorded on Master's head.

"Hmph, sect disciple, when you go out alone, you want to have something to rely on."

"If you are an ignorant and arrogant person, you will die when you die."

The words of the love scholar are as cold as a poisonous snake, and the slimy tone clings to the person, making people uncomfortable.

Under the meaning of the words, Qu Miao's smile was unclear, but the Wind Hall Master never intervened.

"How do I feel he wants to kill you?"

Fu Xiu patted Lu Yun's shoulder and asked, looking hippie and smiling, the worry in his eyes was real.

"He did want to kill me." And I almost did it.

Lu Yun raised his eyes and looked at the love scholar, his face unchanged.

"Give it a try."

Now that her identity has passed the clear road, the love scholar dares to do it himself, even if she dies, he can't escape.

The Tibetan Sword Sect doesn't care about grievances and hatreds, but the disciples in the sect are killed for no reason and innocently, so the love scholar has to live in the shadow of the Tibetan Sword Sect for the rest of his life.

Compared with the other party's direct action, it is more likely to buy murder in secret, and on the surface, he should hope that he will live.

The words of the two juniors were very small, but a few people in the sky could hear them clearly.

The love scholar looked gloomy, his eyes were red, it was a suppressed killing intent, and the fan was opened to cover half of his face, and it also covered his perverted smile on his face.

"Hehe, junior......"

Whether it's praise or sarcasm, it's a guess.

Below, several formations around Wen Ruyu were compressing and merging, and when the big array rose, the killing intent was like a tide.

(End of chapter)