Guan Lu had already quietly left Momei Villa when the Canglang Sword Formation swept through everyone in the village, and if you really want to count it, Sun Yechang's reaction is not as fast as him.

As the third seat of the current Fenghua Four Swords, Guan Lu has the strength, ambition and means, so that he can be found by Ji Chunqiu with a weaker cultivation and become an important figure in this game, and this person is only ranked behind Han Zhen in the post-mortem liquidation originally planned by Ji Chunqiu.

Guan Lu himself also knew very well that Ji Chunqiu did not fully trust him, if he hadn't taken another line in the Holy Pavilion, he would not have been so flamboyant in the Momei Villa.

He had always taken his life very seriously.

Even if he loses everything, as long as this life is still there, he will definitely have a chance to make a comeback.

So after seeing that the situation was not good, he slipped away extremely quickly, and in the middle of the battle, no one noticed his departure, and when he caught a glimpse of the appearance of the Cold Shadow Sword behind him, he slipped away more and more hidden.

Compared with Yao Chong, he is still more afraid of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, Yao Chong is not a person who is easy to kill, even if he is dissatisfied with him in his heart, he will not hurt his life at will, but if he meets the Northern Meditation Cultivator, with their old grudges before, the Northern Meditation Cultivator will definitely not care about letting him die in the mountains.

Bei Ming Xiu really dares to kill people, and he is ruthless, full of methods, extremely difficult to prevent, Shen Yi back then, now returning home, and many other examples are examples. Even if he went to face the Canglang Sword Formation now, he didn't want to confront the Northern Immortal Cultivator.

The most important thing is that he and the Northern Meditation Cultivator are in the same line to some extent, but they are at the top of the line, and they will only be behind him. The one who values him far more than himself, even if things get to Zhongzhou City, he can't play him.

Fortunately, Bei Ming Xiu didn't seem to feel his presence, and Guan Lu hurried to leave.

But he still stopped on a mountain path and did not continue to descend.

In reality, however, he had tried to run down the trail several times, but no matter how he walked, he would eventually come back here.

Magic?

Guan Lu didn't believe that he would fall for the illusion of the Yi Sect, although he was nervous in his heart, he still paid a lot of attention to everything around him, and at such a time, which Yi Sect cultivator would ambush on the mountain road?

Suddenly, Guan Lu seemed to sense something, and looked up at the treetops in front of him.

There is a woman standing on the treetops, the woman has a sword in her hand, the sword edge is delicate, the woman bends her fingers and flicks the sword body, the sword roars, it seems that there is a phantom butterfly flying in the mountains, with a different charm in the plain.

Guan Lu narrowed his eyes, and his heart was uncertain.

He knew the sword, and he was even more familiar with that person.

The name of the sword is terrifying.

People are naturally a dream.

In the current ranking of the four swords of Fenghua, Yutai Yimeng is one place higher than him, but Guan Lu knows very well that he will never be the opponent of Shantai Yimeng, and it is estimated that he can barely survive a few moves.

Really counted, among the four swords of Fenghua, he is the one with the weakest combat effectiveness.

It was not the first time that Guan Lu and this "old-timer" in the Four Swords of Fenghua had met, they had already met several times.

He has been trying to leave a good impression in the heart of the dream, and showed a faint longing for her, wanting to try to go further - the life experience and early experience of the dream are mysteries, even if he used all the resources to find it, if he can have this kind of mysterious background, with the opportunity, the woman who will stand at the top of the cultivation world in the future will definitely be of great help to his ambition, he is confident that no matter what is behind the dream, he can deal with it easily, of course, the premise is that he can get the dream of the mountain.

It's just that no matter how innocent and gentle he pretends to be, he inadvertently shows a strong concern, and he has always ignored him, and he won't even say a word to him.

He also knew very well that in the Zhongzhou Incident that year, he stood in Qiu Fengchun's camp, so they could be regarded as a family, at least they would not become enemies.

However, now, Yutai Yimeng was in front of his eyes, and his jade fingers flicked lightly on the Dream Sword, as if playing melodious music.

Guan Lu only felt that the objects in front of him were in a trance, and he raised his head and said, "Sister Yimeng, why did you stop me?"

Yutai Yimeng's answer was simple: "You are one of the masterminds, and I have been waiting to kill you for a long time." ”

This straightforward answer made Guan Lu's heart pang, his face remained unchanged, and he asked, "Why?"

At this time, he already understood that he must be spinning here because of the dream of Taitai - the dream of Tai is in the name of "reading the sword", and what he is best at is his mind and swordsmanship.

But the question is, why would Yutai Yimeng kill him.

He thought to himself that he had never offended a dream of Tai, and it was impossible for a dream of a dream to have anything to do with Momei Villa, as for Qiu Fengchun's side...... Some of the people who were ambushed in Momei Villa were people with status in the Heavenly Dao Alliance, if it weren't for Qiu Fengchun's acquiescence, how could they come so much?

There is no reason to kill him at all.

He was thinking, and he was also waiting for the answer to the dream.

Yutai Yimeng didn't answer him, but said: "It's my Phantom Sea Sword Sound that trapped you, I have lifted it by myself, you can try to use the sword against me." ”

Guan Lu smiled bitterly: "Why bother. ”

"I promised him that if you escape, I would kill you." ”

Guan Lu suddenly figured out who the "he" in Yutai's dream was, even if it was him, there was an unbelievable look on his face.

Yutai Yimeng has no friendship with Beiming Cultivation, if there is any friendship, it should be that she once fought with Xiao Jinyu for the so-called treasure of Heavenly Desolate Valley, and this friendship is definitely not good.

Bei Ming Xiu has always been a person who must repay his eyes, and he fought with Si Xiang for a long time back then, which shows that under her seemingly holy appearance, her qi is not very large, these two people will get together, Guan Lu just wants to break his head, and he can't figure out what is going on.

Yutai Yimeng didn't continue to talk nonsense with him, and the Dream Sword stabbed out abruptly, drawing a beautiful trajectory in the air.

Guan Lu was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly took out his sword, and as soon as the West Wind Sword of the Xishan Sword Sect came out, there seemed to be a violent wind dancing in front of the sword.

But the moment the two swords met, the wind subsided, and Guan Lu retreated in embarrassment.

Yutai Yimeng didn't pursue, only shot another sword in front of him, and the tip of the sword pointed at the soles of Guan Lu's feet, it didn't look like he was going to kill him.

Guan Lu's complexion changed, as if he was facing a great enemy.

He knew what Yutai Ichimu was doing.

This seemingly nonsensical sword is exactly the famous stunt of Yutai Yimeng - weaving dreams.

Weaving dreams, he has no possibility of escaping at all, if he has been locked in the illusion, when the Northern Immortal Cultivator arrives, he will only die even worse.

Guan Lu shouted loudly: "Sister Yimeng, do you really not miss the old love at all?"

Yutai Yimeng asked rhetorically, "Do we have an old relationship?"

When Guan Lu heard this, he knew in his heart that there was no way out, and said with a wry smile: "At least let me die to understand." ”

Yutai Yimeng said: "I don't understand it myself. ”

Guan Lu was furious in his heart, gritted his teeth, and exhausted his whole body cultivation, using the last form of the West Wind Sword, and rushed forward like a ship.

This is his last desperate sword, as long as he can forcibly break through the weaving dream, he still has a chance of survival.

With a sword roar, something seemed to shatter in the air.

He broke the dream weaving!

Guan Lu's face was happy, and he was about to lift his breath and jump, but suddenly he fell down, and his face was incredible.

He had an extra delicate wound in his throat.

Tantai does not like to see blood in a dream, and always avoids the heart of the blood vessel when killing people with a sword, and strives to have no blood in a sword, so after weaving dreams, he often takes the enemy's life with a sword.

Guan Lu had long been fascinated by this, but he didn't expect that now he had learned such a taste.

He fell to the ground, completely out of his breath.

Yutai Yimeng slowly retracted the frightening dream into the sheath, because the sword was fast enough, and there were no blood drops on the sword at all.

She didn't look at Guan Lu on the ground again, but just exerted a slight force when the dream was about to completely fall into the sheath, and let out another sword sound.

The sound of the sword is faint, echoing in the mountains.

In the Momei Villa, the Northern Meditation Cultivator smiled and said to Ming Dao: "It's solved." ”