It didn't seem that Zhao Changqing would be able to stop the efforts of his three Seven Realms peak sword cultivators as soon as he made a move, and the bewitching woman holding the pipa had no smile on her face, she narrowed her eyes and finally made a move.

She jumped and flew into the air, plucking the strings with her jade hand, and the sound of the piano was permeating.

"Brother Liang, be careful!"

At the moment when this woman made a move, Zhao Changqing was so anxious that he didn't have time to resist, this bewitching woman was so weird!

Several sword qi had already rushed straight towards Liang Jing.

At the last moment, Zhao Changqing even threw the Tianxue fan in his hand, which was actually a natal object, at Liang Jing, forming a spiritual power barrier around the white-clothed scholar, resisting several sword qi for him.

But he was still found by an inaudible sword qi and pierced Liang Jing's ribs.

"Poof. Blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth, and Liang Jing twisted his body slightly at the last moment, otherwise this sword qi would not pierce the waist but the heart.

Zhao Changqing scolded angrily: "The demon girl is vicious!"

Seriously injured, Liang Jing was still smiling, only slightly pale, and after he whispered the finishing touch, everything was ready, only the sentence "east wind" owed: "How can the golden scales be a thing in the pool, and they will turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds!"

The sword qi remaining in his body rampaged through his acupoint and the cave, and he endured the intense pain and tearing sensation, Liang Jing used all his strength, and the small turquoise cone in his hand touched the "dragon head" like a little water.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the sun and moon were dark.

The dragon is no longer just lifelike, but truly alive.

The pocket-sized black dragon, which was originally less than a zhang long, suddenly tumbled into the Luhu Lake!

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

After a dragon roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, the water of the entire Luhu Lake centered on the Lake Center Pavilion, forming a whirlpool, instantly sucking ten Six Realm monks into the whirlpool, which was extremely powerful.

When it leaped out of the Luhu Lake again, the black dragon became dozens of times larger, soaring upward, hovering in the middle of the Luhu Lake, confronting the woman who was holding the pipa diagonally in the highest realm.

The demon girl finally showed a hint of jealousy, and muttered, "The dragon absorbs water... You kill Liang Jing first, and I'll meet this evil beast. ”

The black dragon seemed to be human, and when it heard the woman holding the lute calling herself a wicked animal, it howled angrily, and when it opened its mouth, several huge waves swept in.

The woman didn't get angry but laughed: "Yo, are you still angry?"

I saw that she no longer plucked the strings with one hand, but hung the pipa in front of her, and quickly plucked the strings with both hands, which was actually learning from the black dragon to mobilize the lake.

In the Luhu Lake, on the pavilion in the center of the lake, the water of the two Luhu Lake, which was originally born from the same root, collided with each other and merged again.

Seeing that this move was in vain, the black dragon was furious, the dragon's body shook, and flew towards the demon girl floating in the air, the speed was extremely fast, and it was about to come in the blink of an eye.

The woman holding the pipa snorted coldly, striking first, and after a piano wave hit the black dragon, the demon girl and the black dragon disappeared into the air together, entering the small hole of the pipa.

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Zhao Changqing supported Liang Jing, who was haggard and sweating profusely, and after checking the injuries on his body, he smiled bitterly: "Why are you doing this." ”

Liang Jing no longer had the strength to speak, so he could only smile a little pale.

The three sword cultivators no longer used the sword control technique to test Zhao Changqing's strength, but chose to hold the sword together against the enemy.

Even Song Jingshan and his party began to worry about them.

Li Zijin was sweating profusely, as if he was waiting for the opportunity, he thought that if he was temporarily walking with two academy students, the other party would be afraid of the identity of the two academy students, and retreated.

I didn't expect the other party to be so frustrated, without thinking about the consequences, and unscrupulous means to achieve the goal.

In particular, he also chose to do it in the prosperous area of Luhu Long Street, the sound of the piano as a sword, and the dragon sucking water has caused many civilian casualties, and the matter has become a big problem, but there is no official person to take care of it.

Then, at least Li Zijin's previous conjecture has been verified, it is really the Son of Heaven who wants to destroy the Taiping Academy, and the 100,000 civilians in Taiping County are just funeral goods.

And that half of the jade plate, even Li Huairen, is in the bag for the Daxuan Dynasty.

The reason why he didn't do it on the road was because the other party had already known his hole card, the sword······

When they enter the Daxuan Capital, then with the capital's protective array, they can temporarily suppress the sword.

"So, that's why it went so smoothly······"

Li Zijin was very unwilling.

Lu Zhixing had also asked him before why he had to come to the capital to throw himself into the net.

Li Zijin only smiled bitterly and said: "The way out north of Taiping has been blocked by the Changmei Dao people, and the Daxuan country cannot get out, and within the border, the whole world is not the king's land? Who else can we rely on? Except for Li Haotang, the deputy mountain master of Ziwei Academy, no one will be willing to fight against the Daxuan Dynasty for a few lost dogs." ”

The scholar knew that if they hadn't chosen to go directly to the capital to get into the tiger's mouth, maybe they wouldn't even have the opportunity to see Li Haotang, and maybe they wouldn't have it now······

Along the way, Li Zijin knew that there were tigers in the mountains and preferred to go to the tiger mountains, because only with the help of the power of Ziwei Academy could he have a chance to break the situation, otherwise several people would have died a long time ago.

The young man tried to establish a connection with the sword in his heart again, but he never got a response, and it seemed that he was really temporarily isolated from the sword by the capital's protective array.

Song Jingshan, as the peak martial artist of the Three Realms, was really powerless to stop eight martial artists of the Three Realms by himself, especially when he had to be distracted to protect the three teenagers and girls, he was even more powerless, and he was already covered in bruises at the moment.

Everyone knows that when Song Jingshan is exhausted, it is the time of death.

Li Huairen was already frightened and incoherent, and tears were already rolling in his eyes.

"Uncle Song······" Lu Zhixing clenched his fists with both hands, the girl couldn't bear to watch Song Jingshan meet the enemy alone, she wanted to help but knew that she couldn't help anything, so she could only drag her feet, and secretly competed with herself in her heart.

The three sword cultivators at the peak of the Seven Realms were repeatedly repelled by the Confucian Zhao Changqing with one enemy and three, and each of them had different injuries, and the most seriously injured person actually lost the strength to lift the sword.

No one in the past would have thought that this Zhao Changqing would be so difficult.

A sword cultivator asked another sword cultivator who still had the strength to make a move, "Senior Brother Mo, this scholar's realm is so high that it is unbelievable, is it a half-step into the Nine Realms of Sainthood?"

Mo Liangbi shook his head: "It shouldn't be, if it is the Nine Realms and a half-step saint, we are not his enemies, it should be the peak of the Eight Realms, and there is such a cultivation at such an age, this person cannot stay." Senior Brother Lin, you protect the Dharma for me for a moment. ”

As soon as Mo Liangbi said this, the sword cultivator known as "Senior Brother Lin" knew in his heart that he knew that this senior brother was definitely going to use that Yin damage move that injured the enemy by 1,000 and damaged 800 by himself.

In fact, he wished that Mo Liangbi would die sooner, so that Shizun would let him be the next head.

Thinking of this, Lin Shengyuan narrowed his eyes and began to weigh the pros and cons, thinking in his heart whether the three senior brothers would work together to take down Zhao Changqing and bring Li Huairen back to get a big reward, or take advantage of Mo Liangbi's lack of time to be distracted, and secretly make the bad kill him get more benefits.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, in fact, he didn't need to make a move at all, he just needed to release the water a little when Zhao Changqing tried to interrupt Mo Liangbi's detention general, pretended to be injured, and then led the attack to Mo Liangbi's side······

In the end, this Senior Brother Lin decided to borrow a knife to kill and kill this Senior Brother Mo who had hindered his good future!