In the past two days in the palace, Lu Changsheng's life was really not very easy.

In his words, it's like a year!

He would rather go out and bask in the scorching sun for two days, or go directly to the Qingyun Sword Sect to fight Song Tianhe for three hundred rounds, rather than stay in this palace for another second.

Ever since the news of Sword Demon Lu Changsheng being in the Leaving Palace spread, almost every day, a large group of young Leaving Palace disciples would step into the Seventeen Elders' Courtyard of Baili Xiujie like entering a zoo to watch monkeys.

The Seventeen Elders' House, which was originally full of people, suddenly became crowded in the past two days.

As a new generation of power in the Inhuman Realm, what these disciples of the palace did was naturally to take a good look at what kind of three-headed and six-armed sword demon that was rumored to be superb.

The third elder who had planned to accept Ji Rufeng as a personal disciple also came.

His reasoning is more straightforward.

He just wants to see how powerful a guy who can make Ji Rufeng refuse to accept his own apprentices and maintain them.

A guy who was only at the peak of the Eight Realms in his heyday, or a sinner of the human race, what qualifications did he have to rob himself of apprentices?

Not only that, but he even threatened to make an appointment with Lu Changsheng, saying that he must give Lu Changsheng a good look.

Lu Changsheng, as the person concerned, was really full of tears and laughter after hearing about this incident.

What's going on, who am I messing with?!

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Li Zhongzhong and Baili Xiujie still insisted on blocking Lu Changsheng in the room for a few hours every day, and then persuaded him.

Those disciples who came to watch the palace could hear the bitter persuasion of the three big men in the room outside the courtyard gate every day, the endless crackling of mouth cannons, and the sigh of someone who had no love.

The content of the rhetoric is also similar, nothing more than the only seedling of the Baili family, or if you don't agree, I will die for you.

Once, Baili Xiujie even said coldly, if you have the ability, you can give birth to a son for our Baili family, Lao Tzu won't bother you today.

Immediately, everyone inside and outside the courtyard was scorched......

And in the past two days, this matter has directly become a good topic of conversation for the disciples of the palace after dinner.

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Two days passed quickly.

Early in the morning, Baili Trailwalking took Sun Siyu, He Jingzong, and five peak powerhouses of the Six Realms recruited from the Mercenary Guild into the depths of the desert.

The purpose of their declaration this time is naturally Ran Jie, or Ran Huang, who escaped last time.

Of course, except for the three of Baili Trailwalk, the others didn't know about Emperor Ran

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And not long after Baili Yixing and the others stepped into the desert, Lu Changsheng also walked out of the gate of the palace with a thin figure.

The figure was wrapped in a gray cotton coat, revealing a face that was extremely unfamiliar to everyone.

And the direction they took turned out to be the direction of the road to death.

Lu Changsheng took a deep look at the gray-clothed young man beside him, and said in a low voice, "Are you ready?"

The young man in gray nodded: "No problem." ”

Lu Changsheng smiled slightly, and then in the shocked gaze of the disciples who left the palace, he took the hand of the gray-clothed young man and instantly turned into a streamer and disappeared.

Soon after, in the Qingyun Sword Sect Council Hall.

"How?" Song Tianhe looked at Song Yunxi and the others in the hall calmly, and asked indifferently.

Song Yunxi hurriedly stepped forward and responded respectfully: "I got the news, Baili Trailwalking has stepped into the depths of the desert, and Lu Changsheng has also left the palace with a strange boy. ”

Song Tianhe nodded when he heard this, and said, "Then we are also ready to prepare, let's act separately!"

Song Yunxi and the others responded in unison: "Yes, Sect Master (Father)"

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The scorching sun scorched this endless land of yellow sand.

Lu Changsheng and the gray-clothed boy were speeding through the desert on foot, and the hot air made the breeze in his ears so hot.

His speed was getting faster and faster, like a flying sword shuttling, and the wind in his ears was getting stronger and stronger.

"How much longer?" asked the gray-clad boy.

Lu Changsheng thought for a while and said, "About two hours." ”

The gray-clothed young man frowned when he heard this: "It seems that something is not quite right." ”

Lu Changsheng nodded and said, "Indeed, it's too quiet." ”

In the desert of the Tower, there should not be such silence under any circumstances.

The quieter it is, the more terrifying it is.

At this moment, a creepy chill suddenly rose in the air around him!

Dozens of Sen Ran sword lights immediately flew towards Lu Changsheng and the two of them from all directions at the same time, and they attacked the vital parts of the two of them with murderous aura.

"Be careful!"

Lu Changsheng was suddenly shocked, and the Liuyun footwork under his feet was instantly used to the extreme, avoiding those sword lights in extreme danger, and then quickly retreated outside the attack range of the sword lights with the gray-clothed young man.

Those sword lights missed a single blow, and they didn't pursue again, but re-sank into the wind and sand in the distance.

Although the sword light dissipated, the chill did not subside.

The scorching sun was in the sky, but Lu Changsheng felt a chill inexplicably.

He looked at the places where the sword light disappeared with a gloomy face, and suddenly shouted: "What person, get out of here!"

Before the voice fell, there was

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Several black-robed figures slowly walked out of the surrounding wind and sand.

They were like several flying swords that were incomparably sharp, overflowing with cold light and killing intent.

They tightly surrounded Lu Changsheng and the two in the middle, and then one of the tall and burly figures stepped forward slowly and said indifferently:

"Lord Sword Demon, where are you going? It's hard to come to the desert once, why leave in a hurry? It's better to go with me and wait, so that I can wait to fulfill the friendship of this landlord." ”

"No need. ”

Lu Changsheng sneered and said: "Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief, I am not familiar with you, but you are so hospitable, don't you have ulterior motives and bad intentions?"

The burly figure shook his head: "Lord Sword Demon, this is our fault, we are just here to invite the Lord and the little friend next to you to visit us to a place." ”

Lu Changsheng said: "Then what if I don't want to go?"

Several black-robed people smiled and said in unison: "Then we have to offend!"

"Remember, that little one can't die, as for this, kill!"

"Understood!"

Before the words fell, several black-robed people raised their long swords at the same time, leaving a remnant of the Dao in the heavens and the earth, and slashed towards Lu Changsheng.

Lu Changsheng's expression suddenly turned cold, and he tightly protected the gray-clothed young man behind him, and then directly shook his hand, and between the flashes of red light, a long sword with a red body appeared.

Seeing this, the burly black-robed man who spoke before suddenly snorted coldly: "Peerless Sword? I want to see how great this legendary number one sword in the world is one of the two great source soldiers!"

Lu Changsheng shook his head lightly, with an indifferent expression: "I'm afraid you can't see it." ”

As he spoke, the red sword light flashed, and suddenly a crescent-like arc was drawn in the air.

Then, this arc rushed towards the burly black-robed man at a speed invisible to the naked eye, bringing up a series of incomparably gorgeous red lines.

It was sword light, and it was blood light.

The sword was Lu Changsheng's sword, and the blood belonged to the burly black-robed man who spoke wildly.

The burly black-robed man fell down with a bang, his body was completely destroyed, and it was obvious that he was already dead and could not die again.

But that red arc didn't disappear there, as long as Lu Changsheng was willing, it would always exist.

When it pierced the air around him again, and in a flash of a black-robed man's eyes, it was the last time he looked at the world.

The battle continued, the black-robed people fell one after another, but Lu Changsheng didn't even move half a step from beginning to end.

"Retreat!"

At this moment, a very indifferent cheer suddenly sounded in the wind and sand.

Hearing this, the black-robed people did not hesitate at all, and directly gave up all attacks and retreated back into the wind and sand.

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