"Hey, Yu Shao, if this kid doesn't come to me, it's okay, but Yao Pofeng's second ancestor didn't know what medicine he had taken wrong, so he actually asked him to help me!

Lu Donglin sighed and rubbed his temples again, this question seemed very distressing to him.

However, a trace of viciousness flashed in Han Yu's eyes, and his voice was like a seductive devil, saying:

"Brother Donglin, is this still not easy?"

"Hey, Yu Shao has a good plan?"

"What's so difficult about trivial matters?"

"Please also ask Yu Shao to teach, Donglin is grateful!"

Lu Donglin didn't doubt Han Yu's purpose at all, a pair of big watery eyes could stare at the little heavenly king all over his body, so he hurriedly spoke:

"Ahem, Jing Citian's battle line is constantly shrinking, and if it continues like this, it may affect everyone. Fortunately, Yao Ershao has a great heart and righteousness, saving me is equivalent to a dire situation, but death and injury are inevitable, and the young monk named Qingyun unfortunately died and lost his life in the mouth of the beast, it's a pity!"

Han Yu pretended to say such a long paragraph, but Lu Donglin was dizzy, but after a little afterthought, he quickly shook his head like a rattle:

"No, no, no, isn't this a knife to kill people? How can I, a Jingci Tianmen person, do such a despicable and shameless thing!"

"Made, you are despicable and shameless, you are the only one who works!"

Hearing this, Han Yu only felt that his lungs were about to explode, but he could only curse in his heart, and he had to have a loving smile like a brother on his face.

However, Lu Donglin's next words suddenly made him disdain for this seemingly innocent young man:

"What if he survives? Also, Uncle Xiao will definitely be unhappy if he does this!"

"That's easy, Brother Donglin only needs to go to the war zone for a while, and I will send a few more subordinates to secretly assist you, protect you and ensure that the stinky boy dies cleanly. At that time, even if Fairy Yao knows about this after leaving the customs, she can't blame you, after all, the leaders of the hall have no choice but to go into battle in person, do you still want you to bury that kid?"

"That's a good idea!"

Lu Donglin's eyes rolled, and his heart was obviously a little shaken, but he still said with some concern:

"But as the leader, how can I leave the Chinese army without permission?"

Han Yu smiled a little mysteriously and said softly:

"Isn't there still me here? Brother Donglin can rest assured that if he loses this opportunity, if he lets that stinky boy get the moon first near the water, won't Brother Donglin regret it too late? How can the village man in the mountains and fields be worthy of Fairy Yao!"

"That's it! He's something! How can he compare to me!"

Although Lu Donglin scolded in his mouth, a smug smile appeared on his face, and he said:

"Okay, so there will be less trouble, I will give the order to leave immediately, and Donglin will be grateful after the matter is completed!"

"Friend, Brother Donglin is too polite, then Han is here to congratulate you in advance, brother, hugging the beauty!"

"Hahaha, Tuo Yu Shaojiyan, Tuo Yu Shaojiyan!"

In this way, one is not deeply involved in the world, and the other harbors evil intentions, the little king deceived the main general out of the Chinese army camp so easily, and even the unlucky Qingyun also suffered this unjustified disaster in vain.

In a dense forest far from the war zone.

"Seniors, strong enemies are around, we all belong to Kyushu monks, why did you force me to this deserted place?"

With Qingyun's cautious character, he naturally had already discovered that the three Yuanhua Realm cultivators seemed to have a plan, but when the two armies were fighting, he didn't pay too much attention to it.

With no more allies and enemies around him, he realized that he was already surrounded by four monks from the early stage of the Yuanhua Realm.

There were three of them he didn't know, and the figure of the other young monk seemed to be somewhat familiar, but he was masked, naturally it was Lu Donglin.

"Boy, you are Qingyun?"

A tall, lanky monk in his mid-thirties asked in a cold voice, as if he wanted to play a trick on his prey before it died.

Qingyun's pupils shrank when he heard this, and his mind was still thinking about how to deal with these people, when he heard the masked young monk urging in a hoarse voice:

"Hurry up and kill him first!"

The three of them smiled and glanced at each other, and invariably drew their weapons, and the battle seemed to be about to break out.

Qingyun's eyebrows had already been twisted into an inverted figure, although the cultivation of these four people should only be the appearance of the first or second layers of the Yuanhua Realm, but his strength could only be one or two at most.

If you want to fight one against four, unless you use the power of the true spirit to the extreme, it is really a bit reluctant.

But now that the ancient monuments and strange beasts are rampant, Qingyun does not dare to blatantly use the power of the true spirit, in case of attracting any real master, they will all have to go to the Hades Palace to report.

However, just as Qingyun adjusted his spirit to the peak and was ready to fight to the death at any time, a scene that surprised him happened!

Not only did the three monks not rush towards him, but they unexpectedly killed a horse pistol, as if they had agreed in advance, and bombarded the masked monks behind them together, as fast as lightning, and the move was fatal!

The masked boy obviously didn't expect this to happen, and although he was caught off guard with an extraordinary reaction, he avoided the frontal attack of the weapon, but he was still hit by the various fists that followed, and he really hit the ribs and dantian.

Under the pain, I saw that it vomited several liters of blood like a fountain, and flew directly several feet away, not knowing whether it was alive or dead.

The incident happened suddenly, even if he didn't know the reason, Qingyun knew that the opportunity could not be lost and would not come again, as early as when the three of them moved, he had already flown closer, and the hidden edge was out of the sheath, and it was a trick that Yi Qing passed on to the mastery, the second type of the Heavenly Illusion Sword, the Wind Sword!

"If the sword rides the wind, it will be empty!"

It's like sweeping the leaves and autumn wind, don't look at the momentum of the Wind Riding Sword, the sword qi is thin and long, but its power can be easily opened even on the skin of the blood toad's blade, let alone the human body?

The first person to be bloodied was the tall and skinny monk from before!

In fact, he deserved to be unlucky, this person was originally close to Qingyun, but after turning around to attack Lu Donglin, he was the first to sell his back to Xiao Ye, even if he turned around in time to block, but he couldn't stand the huge power of the Wind Riding Sword.

With a sonorous and crisp sound, he was directly split in half by Qingyun with a sword!

"Cao Wen!"

The other two were shocked and angry, and blurted out.

Before the poor dead ghost Cao Wen finished his opening remarks, which he thought was handsome, he was sent into reincarnation by the master, which can be said to be extremely miserable.

However, Cao Wen's death was a good thing, because his resistance caused the power and speed of the Wind Riding Sword to plummet a lot, giving the other two monks some time to breathe.

There were two more thumping snorts, and the two of them took a few steps back with the help of their strength, but they didn't hurt a bit.

"What kind of move are you?"

One of the young monks asked in horror.

It's no wonder that this person is afraid, the junior in the late stage of the Hundred Veins Realm can actually kill the seniors in the early stage of the Yuanhua Realm in one move, he has never heard of such an unbelievable thing, let alone seen it with his own eyes.

But not to mention him, even Qingyun himself was also shocked by the power of the Wind Riding Sword again!

The second form of the Heavenly Illusion Sword alone already has such power, if he waits for his realm to improve before using it, wouldn't it be against the sky?

"No, it's still too much spiritual power!"

It's a pity that with the use of the Wind Riding Sword, the spiritual power in Qingyun's body has been cut by half again, and he originally thought that he had reached the late stage of the Hundred Veins Realm, and he should be able to swing another Wind Riding Sword.

But now it seems that the consumption of spiritual power is not much better than the last time, which shows that most of the terrifying sword techniques of the Heavenly Illusion Sword are still practiced by high-level monks.

"Don't be afraid, it's impossible to use such a killing move continuously, he's just a trick and sneak attack, and now he can still fight with one enemy and two enemies together!"

I only heard the elder monk of the two say with a vicious look.

"Good!"

Although Cao Wen's death made the two of them fearful, Qingyun only had the cultivation of the Hundred Veins Realm after all, and he could make the most reasonable judgment with a little thought.

How could a junior in the Hundred Veins Realm be the opponent of a Yuanhua Realm cultivator?

How could a mere sword qi be able to compete with the spiritual power of the transformation?

It's a pity that Qingyun, who bears the bloodline of the high-ranking true spirit, is not a "reasonable" existence, and the Heavenly Illusion Sword is not something that can be described with just the word "mere".

Although he was attacked by the enemy left and right, and the spirit blade of the opponent's sword was pouring towards him like a storm, Qingyun gradually changed from being passively beaten to being able to deal with it with ease.

This is not only because there is a world of difference between facing four Yuanhua Realm monks at the same time and being besieged by the two, but also because Xiao Luo often deliberately arranges for Xiao Ye to fight with Yuanhua Realm monks, and she herself often practices Qingyun.

"Lao Du, this kid is just a cultivator of the Hundred Veins Realm, how can he be so powerful?!"

"How do I know, pony, you go and contain him first, and I'll see if I can hit him hard!"

Both of them were silently frightened, and their intestines were also remorseful.

This Lao Du and Xiao Ma plus the dead ghost Cao Wen, all three of them are newly promoted Yuanhua Realm monks, and as Han Yu's henchmen, they were arranged to kill Qingyun, and by the way, they also secretly ended up with Lu Donglin.

Originally, they could join forces with Lu Donglin to do it, and gather the four of them to work together to kill Qingyun in an instant with the power of thunder.

But firstly, Lu Donglin was reluctant to do it himself, and secondly, a few people considered that dealing with Qingyun might waste spiritual power, and if they turned to deal with Lu Donglin, they might make a mistake, so they thought that they would attack and kill Lu Donglin first and then deal with that handsome boy, wouldn't it be foolproof?

Unexpectedly, this kid was so decisive and ruthless, and launched a surprise attack just when they started, and his strength was even more powerful, and he killed Cao Wen of the Yuanhua Realm with only one move.

Now that Lu Donglin is estimated to be dead, there are only two of the original four Yuanhua Realm cultivators left, how can Lao Du and Xiaoma not be anxious?

On the contrary, Xiao Ye's heart became more and more happy, because he had always been under the high pressure of dealing with Xiao Luoyi's fifth-layer cultivation in the Yuan Transformation Realm, and he was cautious against these two people.

Unexpectedly, with one enemy and two enemies today, he not only fought well, but also had a tendency to faintly cover one end, and the spiritual power transformation that only Yuanhua Realm monks could use made him a little jealous.