Airplanes!

Lu Nianchou stood tall and unmoving.

The sheathed long sword that was held in his arms with both hands, like a dragon bound by an iron lock, shook violently, and emitted a sword sound of Qingyue.

It's also a one-way throat seal!

In Lu Nianchou's hands, this long sword is like a roaring and struggling dragon, if it is not contained in the scabbard, it will inevitably see blood and kill.

The exquisite swordsmanship, the pure and mighty internal force, and the terrifying physical power all merged into one at this moment.

The essence of Yuqing's visualization flowed from his heart, and after he began to practice the true transmission of this Taoist immortal product, he felt that his mind was becoming clearer and clearer.

As soon as my mind was condensed, it was as if there was a round of mirrors hanging high in my mind, shining all the movements around me.

The sword that broke through the sky,

Howling cold winds,

Even a change in Zhao Zhijing's eyes is in it,

Since he practiced this Taoist immortal true lineage, his own heart, temperament and martial arts cultivation have undergone a subtle transformation.

With the unique feeling that his heart is like a mirror as the core, all kinds of martial arts are the branches and leaves, and he has evolved his unique fighting style.

The long sword roared, and in the raging wind, it struck the enemy's blade with great speed and precision.

Quanzhen Swordsmanship, Wind Chasing Swordsmanship, One Gasification Sanqing, Beidou Tiangang Sword Formation, all the swordsmanship that I have learned are circulating in my heart.

It seems to be a move to seal the throat, but it integrates all the essence of similar moves in all swordsmanship.

The mind is like a mirror hanging high in the sky, and the enemy's every move is vividly visible, the subtle changes between each move and the flaws in the moves, all in the heart.

Bang!

The blade in Zhao Zhijing's hand was hit with incomparably precision, and the long sword was slightly off, whistling past Lu Nianchou's ears.

Lu Nianchou's eyes never blinked, as if he had an accurate judgment of everything in front of him, full of confidence.

He held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, and after the sheath of the long sword missed the enemy's blade, it did not stop at all, tearing the sky, crushing the cold wind, and slamming it on Zhao Zhijing's mouth with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying.

Poof!

Scarlet blood splattered, accompanied by a click, an incomparably tragic wail.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Zhao Zhijing's lips were torn, his teeth were all pulled away, his tongue was rotten, and blood flowed.

Even under the vigorous exuberance, both of his cheeks were swollen and bruised.

He staggered and fell from mid-air, his body curled up, his sword aside, his hands covering his mouth, and he wailed in heart-rending pain.

Lu ...... Hero...... I'm going to...... Kill ......"

Zhao Zhijing was ashamed and indignant, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was full of blood, and he wanted to scold.

But the teeth in his mouth were knocked off, his mouth was full of air, his tongue was rotten, and the blood was flowing, and he couldn't even scold.

At this moment, he was almost completely insane.

"Don't you like to curse?"

Lu Nianchou put away his sword, and on the scabbard, there was not a trace of blood, and he still held it in his arms with both hands.

"As an elder of the teacher, but you often open your mouth to hurt people, just because you are also worthy of being the teacher?"

"I'll smash your mouth today, see if you dare to hurt people?"

All the Quanzhen disciples around them were stunned, almost unable to believe their eyes.

Zhao Zhijing, who was the first in martial arts among the three generations of disciples, was defeated by Lu Nianchou with a sword.

And he was beaten beyond recognition, with a mouth full of teeth, a rotten tongue, and a constant flow of blood, and he couldn't even speak clearly, and he looked extremely miserable.

"Aren't you going to make me kneel?"

"Why don't you kneel down now, and I'll spare your life, what do you think?"

Lu Nianchou walked forward slowly, did not make any other movements, just looked at Zhao Zhijing with indifferent eyes.

The moment Zhao Zhijing made eye contact with him, his body froze completely, and even the pain on his body seemed to be far away, and a complete chill swept through his body.

He only felt that it was not a pair of eyes at all, without the slightest emotion, like an eternal glacier, which made people sweat all over their bodies.

"If you don't kneel, then I'll kill you!"

Lu Nianchou said in a light tone, his voice was not loud, and he was not hoarse, as if he was chatting.

Zhao Zhijing only felt that his heart was twitching violently, an invisible fear enveloped his body, and a thought flashed in his mind for no reason.

"If I don't kneel, he'll really kill me!"

But when he raised the corner of his eyes slightly, he looked at the Quanzhen disciples present, some of them were senior brothers of the same sect, some were his own personal disciples, and there were other disciples of the same sect.

Everyone looked at him, and there were different emotions in their eyes.

There is schadenfreude, there is contempt, there is contempt, there is sighing and unbearable......

Zhao Zhijing's mind completely collapsed, he has always been an arrogant person, he can't tolerate others to have the slightest disrespect for him, and among his peers, no one is allowed to surpass him.

But at this moment, he became a laughing stock in everyone's eyes, without the slightest dignity, and collapsed on the ground like a dead dog whose backbone had been removed, unable to get up again.

"Giggle......

He finally let out a shrill and eerie laugh, cold and terrifying, and even those Quanzhen disciples couldn't help but shudder.

"Noise!"

Lu Nianchou couldn't help frowning slightly when he looked at him, and then kicked out.

Bang! Bang!

Zhao Zhijing's body was kicked several feet away like a broken sack, and he rolled far away before stopping, unkempt, covered in dirt, and extremely embarrassed.

"Yang Guo ......" After doing this, Lu Nianchou didn't look at Zhao Zhijing again, turned to Yang Guo and said, "You killed the same sect, the Quanzhen Sect can no longer tolerate you, run away!" ”

Yang Guo regained some strength slightly at this time, and when he heard this, he hurriedly asked, "What about you, Senior Brother Lu?" ”

Lu Nianchou said: "I still have some grievances, you can go first." ”

In fact, just when he defeated Zhao Zhijing with one sword, he already felt Ma Yu's aura appear nearby.

This is not any martial arts, but the Yuqing Visualization Technique, which brings him a keen perception far beyond ordinary people.

There was such a big movement here, and even a human life, Ma Yu, the real person in charge, naturally couldn't be unaware.

In fact, he arrived here as soon as possible, but after a slight hesitation, he did not rush to show up.

Once he showed up, it was hard to end it.

Whether it is to maintain the rules of the Quanzhen Sect, or to protect the prestige and reputation of the sect, killing Yang Guo, who is in the same sect, will inevitably be severely punished, or even executed.

Yang Guo and Guo Jing have a close relationship, and once things really come to that point, there will be an irreparable rift between them and Guo Jing.

And Guo Jing is one of the biggest backers of the Quanzhen Sect.

The various entanglements in this are constantly cut, and the rationalization is chaotic, so that Ma Yu can only hide for the time being and wait to see how things change.

"Lu Ying, this kid is making too much trouble this time, and I can't let him stay on the mountain."

"Maybe it's time for him to disappear too!"

Yang Guo said a little anxiously at this time: "Senior brother, you have offended Zhao Zhijing and violated the door rules, if you don't leave, you will definitely be severely punished." ”

"Come with me!"

Lu Nianchou waved his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense, let's go." ”

Yang Guo gritted his teeth and said, "Senior Brother Lu, if you refuse to leave, then I will accompany you here." ”

"We're going to die together!"

Lu Nianchou looked at his face heavy and resolute, his cheeks were bruised and swollen from being beaten, and he felt a little pity in his heart, and said with a chuckle: "Don't worry, don't worry, they can't stop me, you go first, and I'll arrive later." ”

Yang Guo looked at him in white clothes, holding a sword in both hands, with a calm and calm demeanor, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "Senior Brother Lu, you must come." ”

Then he didn't hesitate to burrow into the woods.

Not all of the other Quanzhen disciples present had good intentions towards Lu Nianchou and Yang Guo, but at this time, all of them had an extremely subtle feeling.

If anyone dares to make a move and stop Yang Guo from leaving, he will immediately usher in Lu Nianchou's earth-shattering sword.

It wasn't until Yang Guo walked away that Ma Yu's figure slowly appeared in the field, and said in a heavy tone: "Lu Ying, you come with me." ”

"Yes, the real person." Lu Nianchou agreed.

With his current strength, even if he is not Ma Yu's opponent, he is enough to retreat.

The world is big, although there are many masters in the rivers and lakes, although he is not the best, he also has the power of self-preservation.

"Everyone else, chase me and bring Yang Guo's kid back." Ma Yu commanded, and then turned to leave.

"Yes, the real person."

Those Quanzhen disciples saluted one after another, and then hurriedly chased in the direction Yang Guo left.

Lu Nian's heart was slightly relieved, if Ma Yu really wanted to take down Yang Guo, he would have already done it just now, and he would not wait until now to order these Quanzhen disciples to arrest him.

"Master, as the head of the Quanzhen Sect, he has a heavy burden on his body, and there are many things that he can helpless!"

He was slightly able to figure out a little bit of Ma Yu's thoughts, and he also felt the helplessness of this real person in charge.

The two of them walked for a short time, and entered a wood, which was empty and very lonely, and after passing through this dense forest, there was a cliff in front of them.

"Lu Ying."

"The disciple is here." Lu Nianchou agreed.

Ma Yu: "You have violated the rules of the door now, and the Quanzhen Sect can no longer tolerate you." ”

"Later, I will inform the door that you absconded in fear of sin, was hit by me in the palm of your hand, stumbled and fell off the cliff, and you don't know whether you live or die."

"From now on, you will have to walk on your own."

When Lu Nianchou heard this, he bowed and bowed three times.

No matter what the other people in the Quanzhen Sect are, at least Li Zhihua, the master, and Ma Yu, the master, are affectionate and righteous to him, and their kindness is not shallow.

"The cultivation of the master and the master, the disciples remember it in their hearts and never dare to forget it."

Ma Yu shook his head and sighed, "After today, you can no longer call yourself a true disciple. ”

"I just hope that you don't hate me and resent me, if the Quanzhen Sect is in trouble in the future, you can help me and your master for the sake of it, and that's enough."

If it were other young and vigorous disciples, they might have a little resentment in their hearts, but Lu Nianchou's purpose of worshipping the Quanzhen Sect was not pure.

He knew very well that Ma Yu's actions were clearly protecting him, and where would he complain.

The reason why he frankly admitted today was that he taught Yang Guo martial arts, and he was ruthless, and directly abolished Zhao Zhijing.

The purpose is to take the opportunity to get out, leave the Quanzhen Sect, and enter the ancient tomb with Yang Guo.

Now that all the goals have been achieved, he felt a little guilty for the first time looking at the thin and white-haired old man in front of him.

After hesitating for a moment, Lu Nianchou looked at Ma Yu's back and said softly: "The disciple doesn't dare to hide the master, my real surname is Lu, my name is Nianchou, and Lu Ying is my pseudonym." ”

"The disciple was originally born in Lujiazhuang, Jiaxing, and used to worship the Red Refining Fairy Li Mochou as his teacher before."

"The great kindness of the master and the master, the disciples will never dare to forget, in the future, the Quanzhen Sect will be in trouble, even if it is to go to the soup and the fire, I will not give up."

"The disciple has retired."

With that, he didn't hesitate at all, and jumped directly off the cliff in front of him.

The clouds in the middle of the cliff quickly submerged its figure, and it was no longer visible.

Ma Yu's face stiffened slightly, and only after a while did he sigh, looked in the direction of the Tomb Sect, and muttered, "Chilian Fairy Li Mochou?" It turned out to be her! ”

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