Gong Liang was not particularly surprised by the changes that had taken place in Zhao Zun, he had already guessed Chu Yi's identity before, so Zhao Zun, who was Chu Yi's senior brother, had this identity, so it was not surprising that Gong Liang was not surprised.

At this time, he was actually more interested in Lu An, according to his previous layout, it was impossible for Lu An to appear in this place, and it was even more impossible for him to have such strength to do this.

The whole thing has happened to the present, to a large extent, it is his misjudgment of Lu An's strength, if he knew that Lu An had this strength, he should have let Chu Yi and Zhao Zun go together, as long as Lu An was arrested at that time, then whether Hong Ran came or didn't come after that, the relationship would not be so big.

In the previous battle between Chu Yi and Lu An, I thought that it had been accurate, but it turned out that it was the other party who had touched him!

Thinking of this, Gong Liang sighed helplessly, things have progressed to this point, from his point of view, he has already lost, although he won in the situation, but for Hong Ran Lu An, he is still defeated.

Being chased by others is certainly not a successful layout.

On the other side, the gray mist surged wildly, directly enveloping Zhao Zun's whole person, and then a long cry slowly came out of the mist.

The tone was slightly playful, and there was a kind of excitement for the rest of his life, Zhao Zun's figure slowly revealed from the mist, the blood hole on his shoulder had been filled at this time, and the whole person's face was close to a kind of whiteness, just the kind of miserable white, wisps of gray light smoke-like mist were surging on his body, like a living thing.

Lu An looked at the familiar mist in front of him, smiled directly, and then his expression slowly became indifferent, and finally until he hated, the whole person fell into an extremely unstable state, and the sword qi on his body appeared from time to time, sometimes big and sometimes small, which also announced that Lu An was in an unusually unstable mood at this time.

Zhao Zun took a deep breath again, and laughed arrogantly, "Lu An, you can force me like this, you are still the first one!"

The expression on Lu An's face slowly calmed down, and there was no response, he was gathering momentum.

Zhao Zun continued: "Now give you a chance, surrender! I can choose to give you a good way to live, otherwise when I make a move, you may really have no chance!"

Lu An still didn't respond, the whole person's wheezing voice gradually became louder, and his body was writhing slightly.

Zhao Zun saw the abnormal movement on Lu An's body, and directly scolded again: "Lu An! Don't be embarrassed! People have a life, and if they die, they will be gone!

Lu An's frowning brows became tighter and tighter, this feeling seemed to have been encountered before, he didn't like it very much, he hated it unusually.

Zhao Zun's expression had become solemn, and with a wave of the long sword, a pale gray ripple slowly dispersed directly.

Everywhere they passed, they withered.

At this moment, Lu An raised his foot slightly, and an unusually strong fist suddenly erupted on his body, and the moment his foot landed, the ground instantly cracked, and countless small stones burst out directly in all directions.

Lu An's chaotic eyes lit up at this moment, and the pale red halo in his eyes instantly spread out, and his entire eyes directly turned red.

A red light suddenly flashed, and Lu An's figure appeared in front of Zhao Zun in an instant, and the ninth fist of the ten-style fist blasted out directly.

The sudden appearance of Lu An directly startled Zhao Zun, and he didn't react at all, but the gray mist surged up earlier, and instantly enveloped Zhao Zun.

Lu An's unfancy punch slammed directly into the mist.

An unusually sharp and piercing collision sound instantly stirred up, and the air wave also spread out at the same time.

At the same time as the stalemate between the two, Lu An took a deep breath directly, he couldn't make the tenth punch, but nine and a half punches were still okay, the whole person took a step forward directly, the fist was also one step closer, and the fist burst out from Lu An's body again, even more violent than just now.

"Bang!"

The gray mist wrapped around Zhao Zun was instantly blasted out, and he crashed directly into the courtyard behind him, crashing through several walls in a row before stopping.

Lu An closed his fists and closed his eyes, the red light in his eyes slowly dissipated, he slowly took a deep breath, and then exhaled a breath of turbidity, just now he beat the ten-style punch in the sea of spiritual sense, and at the same time, the muscles that controlled the body also ran again, which was to gather momentum.

In the end, the ninth punch was really used by him, and the most important thing is that the power has not decreased at all, which means that his method is feasible, and he will no longer need to start from the first punch in the future, but it will take some time to build up, which can be regarded as a surprise for Lu An.

Of course, he still can't hit the tenth punch, although the ninth punch is no longer hard, but it is not so easy, not to mention the nine and a half punches he created opportunistically, when can he hit the tenth punch, which means that he will be able to compete with the grandmaster at that time, and Lu An can also feel that this time should not be far away.

Zhao Zun finally got up from the ground again, most of the gray mist dissipated, and his mouth and nose were covered with blood, adding a touch of blood to his originally pale face.

"Lu An, you're dead!" Zhao Zun roared with a hideous face.

Then he instantly turned into a gray shadow and rushed directly towards Lu An, and the gray long sword directly slashed down.

The Cold Blood Sword instantly appeared in front of Lu An, blocking the sword.

Lu An held a hand, and a cold blood sword composed of sword qi instantly appeared in his hand, and a sword with a calm face stabbed straight ahead.

The gray mist surged again, directly blocking this sword qi, and Lu An suddenly struggled to advance an inch.

Zhao Zun's gray long sword slashed down directly, and the sword qi broke in response, and there was even a feeling of corrosion on the cutting surface.

Lu An watched the sword qi in his hand slowly turn gray until it disappeared, and his eyebrows were also raised.

"As long as you have a sword!, you will die!Lu An wait to die!" Zhao Zun laughed inexplicably.

Lu An also showed a distressed expression on his face when he saw the appearance of the sword qi disappearing just now, "It's these side doors again, no wonder you can only live in the shadows, and dare to claim the dungeon without shame?" I think you are still called ghosts!"

As soon as he finished saying this, Lu An's chaotic eyes turned red again, the cold blood sword was held in his hand, he took a deep breath, and the vigorous sword qi on his body rose directly into the sky, and even exuded a faint milky white halo on his body, and everything around him was turned into powder at this moment.

Lu An exhaled a long breath, closed his eyes and opened them, and a faint sword shape suddenly appeared above his red pupils.

"There is a sword in your hand, and there is a sword in your heart, this is the artistic conception of the sword!" In the second realm of sword momentum, Lu An's expression was extremely relaxed, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The sword qi that originally rose to the sky suddenly changed at this moment, and tiny stars lit up in the sky, even in the daytime, but these stars still pierced people who couldn't open their eyes.

Zhao Zun felt Lu An's sudden change, and saw the bright stars that suddenly appeared in the sky, his expression was stunned for a moment, and then gradually became crazy, the gray long sword in his hand suddenly stirred, and one after another gray ripples spread out from the sword, and everything around him lost its vitality under this gray ripple, and slowly turned into gray powder.

The gray long sword and the gray mist on Zhao Zun's body gradually surged, and the mist swelled several times in an instant as if it was full, like a living thing, and began to surge wantonly, and even revealed an extremely strange shape from the mist.

All the green tendons on Zhao Zun's face burst out, and his face was even paler, but the expression on his face was extremely enjoyable, and this feeling of controlling death made him particularly intoxicated.

"Hehehe!" Zhao Zun looked at Lu An and laughed, the playful look in his eyes was particularly obvious, and he took a step forward gently, and a gray ripple directly stirred out.

Lu An raised his sword, and the same sword qi flew out.

The moment the two touched, they dissipated directly, without any sound, just quietly dissipated, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Zun laughed directly and presumptuously, "Did you see it? Lu An! The sword qi you are proud of is not worth mentioning at all!"

It's not the first time that the sword qi has been restrained, and it was the same before Chu Yi, a black and white double sword, the sword qi was like chopping melons and vegetables in front of him, but this didn't mean that he would lose, he could win before, so it was the same now.

The sword intent in his eyes became more and more pure, and the starlight in the sky became more and more dazzling.

In the sea of spiritual knowledge, there was also a Lu An, holding the short sword in his hand, the same posture, the same scene, there was an unusually chic familiar figure in his mind, with his back to the starry sky, raising his sword with one finger, and countless starlight suddenly fell from the sky.

The corners of Lu An's mouth smiled slightly, countless starlight suddenly flashed, and the cold blood sword was raised, slowly pointing forward, "Second style, starlight!"

As soon as the words fell, the starlight in the sky fell directly from the sky, one after another, and all of them hit Zhao Zun.

The gray mist on Zhao Zun's body surged wildly, and the starlight was directly offset by the fog, but there were too many starlights, and countless starlights fell from the sky, and the gray mist had no time to offset at all, seeing that the volume of the fog was getting smaller and smaller.

"Boom"!

In the end, countless starlight all fell, and Zhao Zun was directly covered by the falling starlight, and the aftermath alone collapsed the courtyard not far away.

Lu An showed a satisfied smile on his face, and exhaled lightly, "Foreign objects are not their own after all, if you want to rely on them, you should only rely on yourself!"

Gong Liang looked at the ruins not far away, the expression on his face was extremely frightened, "How can it be so strong!"