At this time of crisis, Lu Jingyuan only wanted to stir up the situation with this strategy, and wanted to delay time and wait for Chen Xiu to recover his strength, as long as he dragged Ximen Xun, the six thieves would not do what they wished.

When he looked at Ximen Xun and answered, on the surface, he was calm and not afraid of the terrifying murderer in front of him, but in fact, he was terrified and sweating, because he knew that if he was accidentally caught up in the plan by this murderer, he would die without a place to be buried, so he had to pretend to be like a little bit to make Ximen Xun believe him completely.

Who knew that the situation was completely out of his control, and Ximen Xun was enchanted in an instant......

With a high degree of mental concentration, he watched every moment of the situation change in the ancient temple, and when Bai Yu and Ximen Xun were fighting, his eyes lit up, and he finally found an opportunity to pull Chen Xiu up and flee towards the backyard of the ancient temple.

Although Chen Xiu, who was seriously injured, had been closing his eyes and doing exercises to heal his injuries, he still relied on his keen sense of hearing to capture all the sudden events after the change in the situation in the ancient temple, and he couldn't help but feel a little admiration in his heart for his son, who was dashing and eclectic in appearance.

He only felt that since the second son began to go out for training two years ago, the changes have become bigger and bigger, and he has unconsciously had a little chivalrous demeanor, and he feels very relieved that he has been a guest in the Lu family for seventeen years.

Today's second son's trick can be described as shocking, and it really saved the two of them.

The two fled all the way to the backyard, not daring to slack off, this was their only chance.

The backyard is barren and miscellaneous, and all kinds of porcelain vases and wooden cabinet decorations are abandoned horizontally and vertically in the weedy field, which is not as clear as the front yard, and has become a natural barrier hiding place for the two.

Lu Jingyuan and Chen Xiu didn't find any gaps in the wide and tall walls of the backyard, they were still thick and upright, so they could only flee into a large area of connected houses at the very end, and panicked to find a dimly lit side house to hide.

At this time, Chen Xiu's injuries had recovered most of his injuries, and he pursed his pale lips and stared at the movement outside the window.

Suddenly, Ximen Xun stepped into the hanging flower door in the backyard, his silver hair was flying, his cuffs were dripping with red blood beads, and his pupils were filled with countless silver silk threads.

"I know you're hiding here, come out and tell me where my son is, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse to keep you as happy as you go." ”

"If you don't want to come out, then I'll find it myself. ”

"I'll see how I crush all the muscles and bones of your body later...... Hahahaha...... Wonderful......"

Witnessing Ximen Xun approaching step by step, Chen Xiu felt the fear and helplessness brought by death for the first time in his life, although he was not afraid of death, his sword-wielding career of licking blood from the knife all the year round had completely diluted his feelings about life and death, he was an extremely indifferent and ruthless person to the outside, but this time it was different, there was also a son-in-law next to him who needed to fight his life to guard.

His eyes widened and he whispered.

"Second son, Chen Xiu will ensure that you will retreat with your whole body, and remember to find the right time to escape later. ”

"Chen Xiu, I can't leave you alone, I have to go together!"

"The situation is critical, and you should not act rashly. ”

Lu Jingyuan wanted to speak again, but Chen Xiu pressed his shoulder heavily with one hand, and said lightly: "I can die, the second son still has a lot of things to carry in the future, and many people need you to lead, you can't die here...... At least it is impossible for my Tiangang Fourteen Swords to ruin my reputation at the last moment. ”

Lu Jingyuan's eyes were red for a while, he knew that the familiar swordsman who had accompanied him for many years in front of him had made up his mind, and he wanted to stop talking.

Chen Xiu's steps were light, and he walked towards the other side of the pavilion, leaving no sound behind, and quickly disappeared.

Ximen Xun frowned, and noticed that there was a rustling sound in the pavilion not far away, and the soles of his feet turned, and his body moved in an instant, setting off a storm.

"Where are you going!" Ximen Xun shouted angrily.

"Boom!" erupted in the other side of the pavilion, and smoke filled the air.

Lu Jingyuan trembled his lips and rushed out, at that moment his world seemed to fall into a forbidden, there was a tide in his ears, he couldn't hear any sound, his pupils lost color, and his vision became blurred.

It's all because of him that he has fallen to such a point, and it's all because of him that Chen Xiu may die.

After living and dying together for so many years, now he wants to escape alone.

He had no choice.

Aggrieved, humiliated, helpless, and painful came up one after another, and it felt as if going back to the pouring rain night that made him lonely a few years ago, the gentle figure that could no longer be touched by his reach, and the nightmare that overwhelmed the world.

As he approached the narrow door of the hanging flowers, he suddenly looked back.

Chen Xiu flew upside down like a broken kither, facing the courtyard field, covered in blood, motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Ximen Xun saw Lu Jingyuan's figure with sharp eyes, and chased after him in a few steps, but was grabbed by Chen Xiu's outstretched right hand, and he tried his best to shout: "Second son, don't care about me, run!"

Chen Xiu's roar shattered the obstacle that was dormant in Lu Jingyuan's heart in an instant, and at that moment he woke up like a big dream, his eyes were bright.

"The big deal is death, I, Lu Jingyuan, am not afraid of death!" After saying that, Lu Jingyuan drew his knife like crazy and turned around and ran towards Ximen Xun.

"Junior, I don't know whether you live or die, and you are in such a hurry to die, then I will fulfill you. ”

The sword flashed seven or eight times, and then it was knocked away by Ximen Xun's palm, and then Lu Jingyuan, who was beaten a foot away.

Lu Jingyuan's eyes were like torches, he licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, pulled out the golden knife that was split on the stone slab, and ran again.

The golden knife slashed obliquely like a shining crescent moon, so fast that people couldn't see the trajectory.

Ximen Xun sneered, clamped the golden knife with only two fingers, and then slashed it with one hand, with the momentum of a thousand catties, and the gray ripples circled on the ground, and Lu Jingyuan was thrown back to the backyard with the knife.

Just as Ximen Xun was about to slam his palm into the back of Chen Xiu's head, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a straight figure in the smoke and dust not far away.

His eyebrows tightened, his figure flashed, and he swung his fist at the abdomen of the young boy, who bent his body into a shrimp shape and flew towards the depths of the pavilion, and was just three feet away and then tied up in the air.

Ximen Xun grabbed Lu Jingyuan's neck, looked up at him, his eyes were red and purple, at this moment he was full of murderous intentions, and the strength in his hands was getting bigger and bigger, he had lost his mind, and he just wanted to kill.

"You know, your son is actually dead. ”

"I lied to you, you fool, madman. ”

Lu Jingyuan's face was red, his face was bruised, and it was very difficult to breathe, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

"Then you go to the funeral. Ximen Xun's eyes were scarlet.

Just when Lu Jingyuan was about to fall into a coma, he stepped into the previous dream again.

Only this time he was not on the ground but in the sky, and at his feet was a huge white crane, bigger than the legendary golden eagle.

He stared blankly at the long smoke and overwhelming roars on the ground under his feet, and the surrounding mountains and rivers and city-states were all reduced to scorched black rubble, which was a hell on earth, shocking.

"Where is this?" He was talking to himself.

"This is a tribulation between heaven and earth, once every 1,500 years. "A voice floated in the sky.

"Calamity?" He looked up to the sky, but there was no shadow.

"No one can escape this calamity, and you are no exception. ”

"Are everybody going to die?"

"All will die. ”

"Why is there such a catastrophe, I don't want to die. ”

"Then come to heaven to find answers."

In an instant, the scenery changed greatly, the sky was no longer a bloody red, it became golden and brilliant, tens of thousands of palaces overlapped, and there were countless carefree figures soaring and flying wantonly in the sky overhead.

The piano is ethereal, and the aura wanders.

"Where is this?"

The gender-indistinct tone gave him the answer, "Divine Realm".

When he was infinitely fascinated, a dragon chariot drove from the sky, the four-headed dragon roared and groaned, like the Milky Way falling, and there was a person sitting at the inner end of the chariot, wearing a purple crown, dressed in a gorgeous costume, the treasure elephant was solemn, and the slender dragon qi lingered around the body, lifelike.

With a wave of the man's cuffs, dense thunderbolts erupted and descended on the world, destroying the entire lush land like a whirlpool, burning with flames, and boiling like a furnace.

The scene turned in a flash, the snow was a thousand feet deep, the sky was dark, a high peak stood in the clouds, a snake road winded into the mountain, and countless thin flames lit the stone path on the road ahead.

Lu Jingyuan climbed the mountain road with frivolous steps, at this moment he had already lost his mind, and he had no memory of who he was, where he came from, and where he was going.

As he walked, when he reached the top of the mountain, he looked blankly ahead, and suddenly found a figure falling left and right, and walked towards it.

The fog slowly dissipated, and behind the figure was a huge palace, magnificent and magnificent beyond words.

Lu Jingyuan slowly approached the figure, it turned out to be a woman, the woman was dying, holding an ancient sword, the ancient sword was as flawless as jade, she was dressed in white, but the skirt was stained with blood, and even her face was covered with blood.

Lu Jingyuan stood in front of her, the woman looked up and looked at him, Lu Jingyuan's eyes were full of confusion and incomprehension, and she seemed to have a slight impression of her, but she couldn't say it, and the woman's eyes were only black and white, and there was no other color - there was no appearance of Lu Jingyuan in her pupils.

She didn't see Lu Jingyuan.

Abruptly, the woman in white looked stunned, her heart was like a rhino, she raised her right hand tremblingly, her five fingers swiped lightly in the void, and her slender index finger was just scratched at the center of Lu Jingyuan's eyebrows.

"Live...... Under...... Go. She said with difficulty.

Lu Jingyuan's eyebrows rippled in circles.

Like a stone hitting the water, like a cloud out of Xiu, it is wonderful.

I only heard a loud and loud sound that soared to the sky, drumming in place.

A giant bird raised its wings, ten feet long, and took off with momentum, turning into a meteor flame, tearing a crack in light in the dark night.

............

"Ahh

"You...... You...... There is still consciousness!" Ximen Xun was shocked.

"It's just the scum of the Six Realms of Martial Arts, dare to hurt me!"

"It's still a dead end in how to get back to the light!" Ximen Xun was furious, obviously this sudden knife really hurt him.

Lu Jingyuan's eyes were red, his body was like a beast, he pulled out his body on the spot and held the knife in both hands, and stabbed it downward, Ximen Xun grabbed the dagger, and swung out another punch, and in the blink of an eye, the two figures disappeared one after another.

I don't know how far back, Lu Jingyuan's body suddenly froze in front of the door of a wooden room at the very end, and now the fight between the two has destroyed the internal structure of the main pavilion in the backyard, like a crumbling empty shelf, but only this last small room is safe and sound, such a treacherous thing must be strange.

Ximen Xun's face changed, and he noticed that the inner strength and outer strength of the brocade-clothed boy in front of him were changing.

No, this is not internal strength, martial artists practice internal strength, and Taoist monks cultivate internal qi. This is the real internal qi, the true qi that only Taoist monks can have, a majestic true qi that makes him feel oppressed.

He could no longer suppress the shock and jealousy in his heart, and instantly burst out of the internal energy in many air pockets around his body, dozens of internal forces wandered on the surface of the skin, turning into an indestructible flowing qigang, using his palm as a knife, wanting to quickly cut off his head, to kill him.

This is a critical moment.

A sentence floated leisurely in the living room behind Lu Jingyuan.

"Dare to commit murder in this place and disturb my cultivation, you can take this seat in your eyes?"