Yang Yucheng looked at Lu Quan's calm face, but his body was like falling into an ice cellar!

He waved his hand again and again and shouted: "Commander Lu, listen to me, I was just ordered to ask those two mortals, but I didn't expect to kill and injure many of my disciples for any reason, so I had no choice but to bring people over again...... It's all a misunderstanding!"

He explained wildly, leaning against the wall and moving slowly towards the door.

As long as they get out of this room, a large number of disciples of the Supervision Department can surround Lu Press, and strive to wait until Lord Zhong comes, and everything will be easy.

Lu Jian looked coldly at the few black-clothed disciples around him and said, "I'm only looking for Yang Yucheng, you guys retreat!"

All the black-clothed disciples flashed their swords in unison, pointed at the landing pressure and said, "Bold land pressure, you actually went to the supervision office to make trouble." Surrender quickly, spare you from dying!"

Lu Jian sneered in a low voice: "You guys are used to being powerful!"

He pinched the sword with his fingers.

Tai'a Sword broke through the air and drew a circle in the air.

First, there were several sounds of the long sword falling, and then, the disciples were stunned to see their sword-holding arm fall to the ground along with the long sword.

After a few breaths, there was a scream.

One move, one sword, eight arms.

After Lu Jian cut off the arms of the eight people, he didn't even look at the few people who were screaming in pain.

He just stared at Yang Yucheng who was stunned.

"You, you're so ruthless!" Yang Yucheng, who had never seen anyone so resolute in the Supervision Department, shouted in horror.

Lu Jian said coldly: "Are you still ruthless?"

His consciousness suddenly moved, and he seemed to hear a large number of people flocking here.

Lu Jian pointed like a sword, and swung downward, and the Tai'a sword slashed down in the air.

Yang Yucheng's eyes widened in horror, his hands shook desperately in front of him, and clouds of cold and icy qi condensed above his head.

When a huge ice shield was formed, Yang Yucheng relaxed slightly.

This is his peerless "Ice City"

Fortified like a city.

Who knows, Tai'a Sword has a huge power and smashes down.

The sturdy ice city made a clicking sound, and cracks formed and extended.

Eventually, it shattered into countless ice chips.

Yang Yucheng knew that Lu Jian was not what it used to be, but he didn't expect the power of this sword to be so huge.

With a strange scream, Yang Yucheng hurriedly took out his sword and crossed the bar to Tai'a Sword.

Unexpectedly, after the two swords collided, his sword broke inch by inch.

At this time, Lu Zhu's footsteps slid and came to Yang Yucheng's body.

He grabbed him by the neck and held him high.

Yang Yucheng kicked his legs and made a whining sound.

"Who else is going with you?" Lu Pressure said coldly.

Yang Yucheng grabbed Lu Quan's hand that was pinching his neck with both hands, and kept humming, but he didn't speak.

Lu Jian didn't say more, pinched Yang Yucheng's neck and walked out of the room.

In the long corridor, there were already quite a few black-clothed disciples standing.

Lu Jian held Yang Yucheng in front of his chest and accelerated towards the gate.

Those disciples saw Lu Jian rushing towards them with Yang Yucheng in his arms, and they were afraid of hurting Yang Yucheng, so they gave way in fright.

Soon, Lu Jian rushed to the door of the supervision office.

He jumped to his feet and flew down the Tower.

Standing on the flat square, Lu Jian did not continue to go far.

He threw Yang Yucheng to the ground, stared at Yang Yucheng's eyes and asked, "Let me ask again, who else?"

Yang Yucheng covered his neck, breathed hard, and did not speak.

With a stroke of Lu Quan's finger, one of Yang Yucheng's arms was instantly broken, and blood spurted out.

Yang Yucheng screamed, and the other hand pressed the wound hard.

"Who else?" Lu Quan's cold voice came again.

"I, I can't say it!" Yang Yucheng trembled and groaned.

Lu pressed his fingers again, and one of Yang Yucheng's legs broke again.

Yang Yucheng's throat was already making a strange sound, and the remaining hand would cover the broken arm for a while, and then cover the short leg for a while.

"Who else?" Lu Pressure's voice without a trace of emotion seemed to come from the underworld.

Yang Yucheng trembled all over, and the blood had already dyed his entire body red.

"I said, I said, there are three battalions of Du Bing, Hanting. Yang Yucheng knew that if he didn't say anything, Lu Jian would probably cut himself into a stick.

At this time, people were constantly jumping down from the tower and surrounding Lu Press.

"Lu Quan, are you crazy? Stop!" An angry shout came, and listening to the voice, it was Zhong Hu.

Lu Jian didn't feel a little panicked because he was surrounded by the group, he raised his eyes to look at Zhong Hu.

"Hurry up and let Yang Yucheng go, you are too impulsive!" Zhong Hu saw that Lu Jian did not answer him, and his face became more and more heavy.

The smiling tiger is like an angry tiger at this time!

"Okay!" Lu Jian nodded.

Just as everyone around him was relieved, Zhong Hu suddenly let out a roar of rage and rushed forward.

However, it was too late.

Lu pressed a sword and beheaded Yang Yucheng.

"He killed my friend in the street, and I beheaded him in public!" Lu Quan said loudly.

His voice was clear and rolling.

Everyone present heard it clearly.

Zhong Hu stood up suddenly, and said angrily: "For the sake of two mortals, you dare to kill the people of my supervision department in public, I think, who can save you today!"

Lu Jian slowly took out the unyielding spear and lifted the big gun upside down behind him.

The Tai'a sword coiled overhead.

Zhong Hu found that there was something he couldn't understand at all about Lu Pressure at this time, which made him feel very depressed.

"Surrender! If you have military merits, I will ask the Generalissimo to punish you lightly!" Zhong Hu calmed his tone and persuaded Lu Quan.

Lu Jian shook his head lightly and said: "Yang Yucheng killed an innocent, I will kill him, what is the crime? We practice, we can't even avenge the revenge of our relatives and friends, why do we practice?"

Zhong Hu snorted coldly: "Since you are looking for death, then don't blame me for being unkind!"

As he spoke, he waved his hands and pressed the black-clothed disciple who was surrounded by layers of Lu Zhuan towards the middle.

Lu Jian calmly watched as they got closer and closer to him.

Suddenly, the black-clothed disciple standing in the inner circle handed out his long sword at the same time, stabbing at Lu Jian in the center of the circle.

Lu Jian pointed upwards and drank: "The madness of that sword!"

The Tai'a Sword hovering in mid-air burst out with brilliant light, and at the same time, countless sword lights fell like a torrential rain.

The Tai'a Sword, which has fused the ancient secret arts, has soared in power, and this wave of sword rain is really imposing.

After the rain of swords, there was no one around.

None of the black-clothed people around the land pressure could stand in the field.

All of them fell with swords, and the sword qi pierced both legs.

When Zhong Hu saw such a powerful sword momentum, he was shocked and worried in his heart.

A little guy who used to be unsightly at all has now grown into such a master.

At this time, there were more and more people in the square, and many disciples of the Black Panther Banner who had not performed the task also appeared in the square.

Among them, there were many people from the Eighth Battalion, and they looked at Lu Jian with complicated expressions.

Several people who have been to Chongqing Forest with Lu Pressure still have a lot of respect for Lu Pressure in their hearts.

Especially after the public household force was killed, knowing what the public household force had done, some people admired the land pressure even more.

At this time, Lu Press, holding a golden gun, is like a god.

At this time, two people came to Zhong Hu's side and whispered a few words to Zhong Hu.

Zhong Hu nodded, beckoned around, and immediately, dozens of black-clothed disciples rushed over.

At the same time, several people who looked like elders took the lead.

At this time, the square was dark and oppressive, only in the center of the field, and Lu Jian stood alone in the crowd.

"Commander of the Road. Lu Jian suddenly heard someone in the crowd shouting for himself.

He raised his eyes and saw Ye Tong, Xiao Qitian, Lan Shou and others from the Beacon Fire Camp.

He felt a warmth in his heart when he saw several familiar faces with anxious expressions.

Lan Shou and Xiao Qitian wanted to squeeze forward, but they were tightly pulled by Ye Tong.

Lu Jian smiled and shook his head at them.

At this moment, Zhong Hu issued an order: "Inspect the department, take down the murderer Lu Press!"

Immediately, those people who looked like elders shot at the same time, and the magic weapon in the air immediately emitted a brilliant brilliance, shining towards Lu Press.

Lu Jian raised his eyebrows, and an ancient lamp hovered overhead, slowly turning, emitting a path of light, covering Lu Quan.

The attacks of those magic weapon attacks were blocked by the light of this ancient lamp.

"Attack them all!" Zhong Hu ordered again.

In an instant, whether it was the black-clothed disciple, a few elders, and the two people who whispered to Zhong Hu also joined the battle.

The light emitted by various magic weapons in the air, as well as the whistling sound, the explosion sound of breaking the air, and the crisp sound of swords colliding.

It resounded over the vast square.

Lu pressed the lamp to protect the body, and the dragon scale shield was stretched.

Tai'a sword, unyielding spear swims like a dragon.

And they fought with them.

Those elders were about the same level of cultivation as Lu Press, but they were in a hurry by Lu Press's endless attack methods.

And the large number of black-clothed disciples are just cultivators of the Lingcheng Realm and the Lingzhou Realm.

After several crazy sword rains under land pressure, there were heavy casualties.

However, the number of people on the other side is too much.

The two elders sacrificed one of their arms, and Lu Pressure vomited blood.

The form is getting more and more tragic.

Although Lu Quan's chest was red with blood, his expression was extremely calm.

Zhong Hu was a little anxious when he saw that there were so many people, and he still couldn't take down Lu Press.

He let out a loud shout, and a cloud of green qi rose behind him, gradually condensing into a huge tiger shape.

"Blood Amber" As Zhong Hu drank low, the huge tiger opened its mouth, and a thick blood mist rushed towards the land pressure.

This blood mist actually passed through the defense of a lamp and rushed towards Lu Jin's body.

Lu Jian was slightly surprised, and he picked it on the ground with his toes.

Yang Yucheng's five-headed corpse was picked up in front of him by him.

The thick blood mist of that figure immediately wrapped Yang Yucheng's corpse and quickly condensed into lumps.

With a bang, a hard, transparent blood-colored crystal fell on the square.

Wrapped in the crystal was the headless corpse of Yang Yucheng.

Zhong Hu's trick can actually seal people in amber, which is also extremely weird.

Lu Jian shrewdly dodged, and he stabbed the nearest man next to him with a spear.

"Du Bing be careful!" Zhong Hu shouted, "His big gun can attack with thunderballs!"

Zhong Hu reminded.

Three battalions Du Bing, Han Ting.

Lu Jian recalled Yang Yucheng's answer in his mind.

I'm looking for you!