Since learning that Bushan escaped from Feng'an, Lu Suo tried his best to find the descendants of the six sects and seven factions, the emperor lived up to his wishes, with the help of the big man, it took only three months to find all the people, nearly two hundred people gathered in Kaifeng, and held a new round of demon eradication conference, although he didn't know why the big man wanted to involve the prince of Da Liang, but he knew that everything he had was given by that person, he had no reason to refuse, and that person also provided him with enough help, and borrowed the matter of burning the sound ruler to bring a master of Wuyin Temple over, and became a leader against Dongfang Yi。

On the way, Lu Suo glanced at the 'Wuyin Temple Monk' riding on the horse, his face was full of remorse, he knew that the other party was such a character, he would not provoke Heng Wang Dongfang Yi if he was killed, a step good was enough for them to drink a pot, if Dongfang Yi was angered, the other party borrowed some soldiers and horses from Jingzhou Thorn History, did their group of people still have a way to live?

Feeling Lu Suo's gaze, the empty monk hugged the woman in his arms and sneered, "What's the matter? Brother Lu also wants to taste the bed kung fu of this prodigal hoof?"

Lu Suo was disdainful in his heart, but his face was full of smiles and replied, "No need, this is the double cultivation partner of the master of empty color, how dare Lu Mou get involved?" Besides, the master is the main force to face Dongfang Yi, we have the responsibility to maintain the master's absolute combat power, if the master feels that one is not enough, I will order someone to find a twenty-eight beauty for the master." ”

Seeing that Lu Suo was still acquainted, the smile on the empty face became thicker and thicker, and he put his hand into the clothes of the woman in his arms, and laughed heartily in the crisp gasp, "Hahahaha, the poor monk likes Brother Lu, it is refreshing enough, I know that the poor monk's move is also for the sake of strength, unlike those fools, who only know long and short sighs, and don't understand any style!"

After speaking, he also turned the woman's head and pecked on the woman's biting red lips.

Obviously called empty color, but it turned out to be a hungry ghost in color, Lu Suozhen didn't know what to use to describe empty color, so he sent an understanding smile to empty color, turned his head and continued to hurry.

Seeing this, the people who followed behind the three of them looked at each other, they couldn't understand why Lu Suo wanted to implicate King Heng in his actions against Bushan, and why the flower monk who was so drunk and wealthy was so arrogant in front of Lu Suo, making the six sects and seven factions seem to be the subordinates of the flower monk.

A good-looking but conservatively dressed woman said viciously, "Adulterers and adulteresses, it is because of their kind that the status of women will be lower and lower, and they will become the playthings of men." ”

The older man beside him sneered, "Senior Sister Lu, this is a bit extreme!"

Lu Zhaoxue's eyes were horizontal, and she seemed to smile and said, "Senior Brother Song, don't say that I forgot, but you have been with Senior Sister Li for 20 years!"

When it comes to the fierce woman in the family, Song Beishu's face is a little unnatural, when there is a man who doesn't want to have three wives and four concubines, is drunk and drunk, and is drunk in the gentle township? If it weren't for his wife being too strong, he would have given the other party a long time ago, so Song Beishu coughed lightly and said, "Before I left home, Roumei also mentioned Senior Sister Lu to me, and asked me to try to take Senior Sister Lu to Liaodong after this battle." ”

Lu Zhaoxue looked in the direction of Jingzhou and said calmly, "Let's survive and talk about it!"

Speaking from the bottom of my heart, Lu Zhaoxue didn't hold out any hope for this battle, what kind of role was Bu Shan? Sixty years ago, he dominated the world, and now he has returned to the pilgrimage realm after only half a year after escaping from Feng'an, what can he do if there are more than 20 first-class among these people? Is the pilgrimage realm a one-grade that can be dealt with? Instead of counting on that bastard bald donkey, it is better to keep his life and immerse himself in hard training! If it weren't for the revenge of his ancestors who had to take revenge, Lu Zhaoxue would not have participated in this battle even if he had been killed.

Sensing Lu Zhaoxue's worries, Song Beishu comforted softly, "Don't worry, Brother Lu said, we have absolute certainty to win this battle, as for His Royal Highness King Heng, let's find an opportunity to let him go, and there is no need to put us in because of Buddhism." ”

"I hope so!" Lu Zhaoxue sneered.

If Lu Suo was really sure to get rid of Bu Shan, according to his personality, he would definitely not hide it, and he would have already known all the killer people to appease the restless hearts of the six sects and seven factions.

Hearing this, Song Beishu chuckled and said, "Please rest assured Senior Sister Lu about this, Brother Lu revealed to Song in private a few days ago that there is a person behind him who has hands and eyes to the sky, and he has already arranged a retreat for us!"

Hearing this news, Lu Zhaoxue's face became even colder: "Hands and eyes are all over the sky, I'm afraid that some prince wants to borrow our hand to get rid of King Heng's political enemy, right?"

"Do you suspect this is a bureau?" Song Beishu asked in a low voice.

Taking a deep look at Lu Suo in front of him, Lu Zhaoxue sneered without squinting, "Bushan has only been away from Feng'an for three months, and Lu Suo has found so many people, if you want to say that the people behind him have nothing to do with the imperial court, I'm afraid that Senior Brother Song won't believe it, right?

Although the six sects and seven factions have been broken, how many of the people who can survive are simple-minded people? After Lu Zhaoxue said this, Song Beishu's brows were twisted together, his face flickered brightly and darkly, according to Lu Zhaoxue's words, they were afraid that they had become chess pieces in the hands of others, and they were also the kind of chess pieces that had no life or death, considering the wife and unborn child who had been with each other for 20 years, Song Beishu groaned and asked tentatively, "Why don't we leave at night?"

Lu Zhaoxue sighed, shook her head and said, "How difficult it is to gather the scattered six sects and seven factions together, forget it, the revenge of the ancestors must be avenged, if we leave here, do you think we still have any hope of revenge in the future? This is a trick, we have to act according to the other party's instructions!"

"Avenging the ancestors?" Song Beishu muttered to himself thinking of the grandfather whose face had been blurred.

Lu Zhaoxue said very calmly, "Since we have this surname, we must take this responsibility." ”

Song Beishu clenched the reins, stared at Lu Zhaoxue's pretty face, and said word by word, "If it is unfortunate that Senior Sister Lu is right, Song hopes that Senior Sister Lu can escape unharmed and take care of Roumei and my soon-to-be-born child on my behalf!"

With a chuckle, Lu Zhaoxue said softly, "Zhaoxue understands!"

Two days, the six sects and seven factions finally arrived in Jingzhou, this is the seventh day of Dongfang Yi's cultivation in the sword furnace, when they learned from some people who did not participate in the challenge that the two were in the Wanjian Villa, they hurriedly gathered together to discuss the ambush, after all, Ma Shao was also there, and there was an unknown attitude Wan Mohan, how could they dare to go to the Wanjian Villa to die?

Pointing to Xiangyang City on the map, Lu Suo glanced at the empty location, and sighed, "Jingzhou Thorn Shi Ma Shao is Dongfang Yi's brother-in-law, and you also know what the relationship between Dongfang Yi and Bu Shan is, if we do it with each other in Jingzhou, it will be tantamount to asking for trouble, so Lu decided that we will send a few people to Wanjian Villa to check the situation and see where Bu Shan and they plan to go next, so we will choose to ambush them on the way they must go." ”

Song Beishu said in a deep voice, "No problem, but Bu Shan is a master of the pilgrimage realm, and he can identify qi, especially the martial arts of our six sects and seven sects, so I suggest that we send some lowly martial artists!"

Hearing this, Lu Zhaoxue shook his head and said, "No, the lowly martial arts are all young people, they are afraid that they don't even know what Bushan looks like, what if they are bumped into by him? And suddenly someone appeared on the periphery of Wanjian Villa, how could Ma Shao not receive the news? You all don't forget Ma Shao's background, as well as King Heng, they are all good at military affairs, and they are better at sentry than us." ”

"What does Senior Sister Lu mean?"

Lu Zhaoxue said with a smile, "Bypass Wanjian Villa and investigate the news between Xiangyang and Jiangling, as long as Dongfang Yi and they leave Wanjian Villa, Ma Shao will definitely lead the troops to evacuate Wanjian Villa, and when we see the army, we can send people into Xiangyang, Dongfang Yi will not be in a hurry directly, right?"

"I agree!" Song Beishu was the first to agree.

Lu Suo pondered for a while, then nodded and said, "This move is feasible!"

After making a plan, the six sects and seven factions began to operate, and before leaving the tent, Lu Suo called out to Lu Zhaoxue, although he hadn't seen him for many years, he had never forgotten Lu Zhaoxue, otherwise Lu Zhaoxue would not know him so well.

Looking at Lu Zhaoxue's indifferent expression, Lu Suo took a deep breath and said softly, "I've been too busy this time, and I haven't had time to catch up with you!"

Teasing her sideburns, Lu Zhaoxue said lightly, "The enemy is close at hand, everyone is very busy!"

Seeing that Lu Zhaoxue still had that cold attitude, Lu Suo was surprised and said, "It's okay all these years?"

"Eat well and sleep soundly, there's nothing wrong with it! Is there anything wrong with Senior Brother Lu? If it's okay, I'll go down and prepare!"

After speaking, he didn't give Lu Suo a chance to stay, Lu Zhaoxue walked out of the tent directly!

Slowly, Lu Suo's face became worse and worse, and finally turned into a helpless sigh, muttering, "Sooner or later, one day I want you to surrender to my crotch!"

Glancing back at Lu Suo's tent, Lu Zhaoxue showed disdain, a dog can never change to eat, let alone a hypocrite!

The news that the six sects and seven factions rushed to Jingzhou, Dongfang Yi and the others didn't know yet, because Dongfang Yi was still suffering in the sword furnace at the moment, but without the invitation of His Royal Highness King Heng, the Jianghu martial arts with less than twenty people left were in a good mood, and they asked Wan Mohan to resign, but they forgot that even if His Royal Highness King Heng was not there, but the Jingzhou Thorn History was still there, so these people were lucky to be invited together by Ma Shao, and then sent to the Jiangling camp with those warriors who were worried about him to accept the devil's challenge.

After ten days, there were two strong grandmasters to help feed the moves, Dongfang Yi made rapid progress, and now he can catch the other party's three moves at the same time in an hour, and he is not vomiting blood, looking up at the sword soul that has been floating on the surface of the giant sword for the past few days, Dongfang Yi said boredly, "Fortunately, I have you with this guy, otherwise I really don't know how these few days have passed." ”

The sword soul jumped on the spot, indicating that he was very happy!

After such a long period of contact, Dongfang Yi had already understood the path of the sword soul, so he wiped the sweat on his forehead and chuckled, "Can you go with me?"

The sword soul shook for a moment, then jumped three more times, indicating that it would take another three days.

Dongfang Yi muttered, "Three more days?"

The sword soul circled around the giant sword, and the light on it was enriched a little more.

Seeing this, Dongfang Yi raised the head, stood at the entrance of the cave and shouted, "Old man, I can take the sword soul in three days!"

"Got it!"

Three days later, there was a loud thunder over the sword furnace, which frightened Dongfang Yi and hurriedly escaped from the cave and stood with Bushan and Wan Mohan.

"The divine soldier was born, and the celestial phenomena warned!"

"Even if it's a warning, you don't need to engage in such a big battle, right?, you two didn't see the inside of the sword furnace, ten thousand swords flew up and revolved around the giant sword, and they were about to catch up with the tornado of the old man!" Dongfang Yi said fearfully.

Kicked Dongfang Yi angrily, and Bu Shan smiled angrily, "The sword soul is about to come out of the sword furnace, you don't go in yet, what nonsense is there here!"

"What, go in and die now?" Dongfang Yi glared at the boss in surprise.

Wan Mohan chuckled and said, "Your Highness, don't worry, since the sword soul mainly recognizes you, it won't let the sword rain hurt you!"

Without waiting for Dongfang Yi to continue to ask, Bu Shan sent Dongfang Yi into the sword furnace with one kick, and said angrily, "Hurry back and receive the sword soul, if something goes wrong, don't blame the old man for slashing you with one palm." ”

"Step old man, you are shameless, shameful, shameful..."