On the chaotic battlefield, Lu Jian stood silently.

Obviously, from the moment the mountain bandits descended the mountain, this whole thing was beyond Lu Pressure's calculations.

No matter how much he calculates, he can't calculate the changes tonight, let alone the so-called "three-phase gang leader", who is it.

The hall master of his Dizi Hall didn't know who the current leader of the Three-Phase Gang was...... Is this okay?

And at the moment when the mountain bandits rushed down the mountain and rushed into the battlefield, Lu Jian instantly came back to his senses.

He turned around and walked away without stopping, but with the idea of running away and never coming back......

Although he doesn't know much.

But his instinct as a fox did make Lu Jian make the right choice.

How......

As soon as he squeezed out of the crowd, Lu Jian stopped abruptly.

In front, a man named Ying Fang stood in front of Lu Jian with a bloody nine horses.

The British side on the horse held a crossbow in one hand and aimed it at Lu Press, and took off his helmet with the other, revealing a fairly handsome face under the helmet.

He smiled and said, "Uncle Lu, you won't know me, right?" ”

A trance color rose from his face, and soon Lu Jian took a deep breath.

"I said why is the British name so familiar, isn't this the son of Yingbo? Didn't you leave home a long time ago? ”

Saying this, Lu Jian slowly retreated.

Until the "bang" crossbow machine roared and exploded.

A full ten crossbow arrows were as if they had eyes, and they were fiercely nailed into Lu Quan's legs, and in an instant, blood was splashed.

Lu Jian screamed and immediately fell to the ground.

The benefits of crossbow arrows, even if they are the peak of the seventh grade, are not easy to top.

Gritting his teeth and covering his wounds, Lu Jian looked up again, and saw that the British side had already ridden a horse and came to him.

The man on the horse smiled softly: "Uncle Lu, don't be busy leaving." ”

"Let's help, but there are still many things, I want to talk to Uncle Lu about you......"

Lu Pressure's pupils dilated.

A thought came to me from the bottom of my heart.

"The helper you are talking about will not be ......"

Before Lu Jian finished speaking, the British side had already laughed aloud: "Uncle Lu, you are still shrewd." ”

"That's right! Let's help the master, that's the one you think!! ”

……

In Xuanshui City, in front of the Pegasus Tower.

The flicker of the sword light was a sharp stab.

The old horse leaned to dodge the edge and slid along the long sword.

Seeing this, Lu Ming stepped forward, turned around, and swept away, Ma Nengwu clamped his fists to death and stuck the blade with a fine iron fist.

Unexpectedly, Lu Ming flipped his wrist violently, and the long sword broke free from the old horse's fists under the shock, and after retracting the sword and retreating, he rushed forward again!

Ma Nengwu also stepped forward!

One inch long, one inch strong, one inch short, one inch dangerous.

Fist and sword fighting, the closer the better!

The two figures staggered by, and in a matter of seconds, they were already standing in the position where the other party had just been.

"Thorn~~"

Three blood cuts in a row suddenly opened from Ma Nengwu's body, and the wound was not deep into the flesh, but the blood and qi entered the body that made Ma Nengwu tremble.

He turned around to face Lu Ming again, and saw Lu Ming holding a long sword with an expressionless face, and his white clothes were fluttering, unharmed.

The strength and weakness are clear at a glance.

Ma Nengwu's face slowly turned pale.

Then he smiled bitterly.

"Unexpected...... It's unexpected. ”

"You can have such combat power when you first enter the sixth grade...... It's really ......."

Ma Nengwu didn't want to say anything superfluous.

It was really the short fight just now, and he had already understood too much.

The Ma family's home fax skills are about the same level as the Blood Demon Star Duel.

And Lu Ming has just entered the sixth grade, and he doesn't have much time to cultivate his blood and qi to refine his physique, so it stands to reason that he is definitely not his opponent of Ma Nengwu.

But that's the case now......

The realm of the six grades, blood, physique, and fighting skills, together form the combat power system of the six rank warriors.

Among them, the blood and physique are closely related to the grade of the major true skills.

Lu Ming was already able to suppress Ma Nengwu when he first entered the sixth grade, which was enough to see the advanced level of Lu Ming's exercises.

"It's not good."

Ma Nengwu's eyebrows sank.

He Ma Nengwu is not Lu Ming's opponent, and his son Ma Yuanba will not be Lu Ming's opponent!

At this moment, the father and son were separated, and Lu Ming was caught with the opportunity to break them one by one.

Today, the Pegasus Gang is in danger!

……

Lu Ming didn't give Ma Nengwu much time for a monologue.

The blood and qi in the body circulated rapidly, and the evil phase composed of blood and qi veins slowly opened his eyes.

A deep black rose from Lu Ming's eyes, occupying the whites of his eyes and occupying the entire eyeball!

The knotted blood vessels burst from his face, and a sinister smile bloomed at the same time.

In a moment, a vicious wind blew!

People are like falcons spreading their wings and flying, and the long sword in their hands is reincarnated.

If you don't drink the blood of the enemy today, you will be born with an eight-foot body!

The sword is like light and electricity.

A sword, piercing the heart!

"Poof!"

The long sword pierced through the enemy's body, but the smile on Lu Ming's face suddenly froze.

Not only because Ma Nengwu avoided the vital point of his heart, but also because Ma Nengwu raised his head and showed a big smile to Lu Ming!

"You're laughing?"

"I laugh, I don't understand your chance, and you don't know what a father is!"

"Boom."

The muscles clamped his fists and made a mistake, and Lu Ming's long sword broke into two in an instant.

Between twisting and stirring, the blade of the sword tore through his chest to expand the injury, and the hot blood sprayed on Lu Ming's face, which also made Lu Ming faintly see the beating red heart.

The surprise was limited to a moment, and in the next second, Lu Ming's left hand collapsed and smashed out, hitting Ma Nengwu's head with a blow!

Blood splattered, an eyeball fell off Ma Nengwu's eye socket, fell to the ground, he slammed his knees to the ground and knelt hard, but the next second he stood up like a spring.

Just as Lu Ming abandoned his sword, his right palm collapsed into the mountain.

The mountain collapsed heavily on Ma Nengwu's chest, right where the sword was broken.

The broken blade roared like a sharp arrow, coming out from Ma Nengwu's back and setting off a rain of blood, nailed to the gate, especially trembling.

Lu Ming was about to withdraw his hand, but Ma Nengwu hugged his arms and clamped Lu Ming's right hand fiercely!

Suddenly a realization rose in my heart.

"What an old horse!"

"Click!"

Ma Nengwu's body sank and faced the loess, breaking Lu Ming's right arm!

Intense pain!

Lu Ming didn't take half a step back, but looked up to the sky and laughed wildly!

"I'm just letting your father and son ...... with a sword and an arm"

"Again!"

Collapse the mountain!

"Such as!"

Collapse the mountain!

"Ho!"

Collapse Mountain!!

Broken spine, broken bones, broken organs, broken flesh, broken skin!

The heavy mountain palm roared violently!

Flesh and blood flying!

Ma Nengwu was broken in two by Lu Ming, and his intestines and internal organs were spilled all over the ground.

Looking at Ma Nengwu (above) who fell to the ground and twitched, Lu Ming drooped his right hand and broke his arm, and the hideous color on his face did not decrease.

"Let's go."

"I'll send you father and son together right away."

……

Mao was born blindfolded.

It's just that the situation on the battlefield is changing too fast......

Didn't you say that the Pegasus helped to stabilize it?

Isn't the young helper a success?

Isn't the Pegasus Gang a double six?

What's going on now!?

Until ahead, a familiar voice sounded muffled.

"Don't be stupid, Lao Mao, take off your clothes quickly!"

Looking up, Mao Tiansheng saw that the good brother in his gang was wearing a black skit, pushing himself away from the battlefield, and said to himself in a low voice.