"We Baihua disciples should fight for that secret treasure with the same hatred, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"Well, what Senior Brother Wen said is that we three art disciples are united, and we don't have to be afraid of anyone! This Divine Dragon Wood is a godsend for us!" Xiao Mo nodded, his eyes flashed, his long hair covered half of his face, and he echoed.

"Hehehe, this Luoyan City is surging undercurrent, you are really invincible in our hundred flowers, the three families of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are not enough, and those ghost things are here, this son is not willing to die!" Yao Gongzi (jiāo) laughed again and again, curled the corners of his mouth, and sneered.

Yao Gongzi turned his head and glared, Mei Xiaomo, who had long hair covering his face, which meant 'the second goods with long hair and short knowledge......

"Eh! What Yao Senior Sister said is extremely tricky!" Mei Xiaomo Hun (shēn) who heard Yao Gongzi's words was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly pouted at Yao Gongzi.

Originally, there was also a bamboo (xiōng) Wenzi painting with a proud face, but suddenly looked at the two with a slightly cold face, and snorted coldly: "We are afraid that they will not succeed when we join forces, and we are not vegetarians in Baihua Valley, don't want to grow the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige!"

But after he said that, he had no confidence, the fish and dragons in the Valley of Hundred Flowers were mixed, the disciples of the four arts were a slightly larger branch, and there were disciples of various arts, and the geisha were all counted as one, cough!

Naturally, there is no such thing as a homogeneous branch...... At most, they are fellow villagers......

When the fellow sees the fellow, he is shot in the back......

"Hehe, you first deal with the wave of forces of the Great Yan God of War, and then let's talk about it!Yaoguang's chief disciple, Ruoshui's chief disciple, the demon clan wizard and the god of war, no one in the older generation can deal with them, hehe~ This god of war is really powerful, so cohesive, this is the hero in my mind, hehe!" Yao Gongzi glanced at Wenzihua, sneered, and looked towards the street in the distance.

"Hmph, sooner or later, I'm going to clean up this so-called god of war!" Wen Zihua heard Yao Gongzi's sarcasm, his face sank like water, and he snorted coldly.

The words are strong and dry, the confidence is insufficient, and the time has not yet been determined, how long will it be sooner or later......

"Eh! I also have a fight with the God of War, well, at least I have to stare at him twice!" Xiaomo looked at Yao Gongzi, thought of what Yao Gongzi said before, nodded, and said.

"Hehe, it's better to hit (rì), go, the god of war is alone, alone on that street, I'll give you the wind!" Yao Gongzi smiled, looked at the back in the distance, a trace of strange light flashed in his eyes, stretched out his white fingers, pointed to the distance, and said with a smile.

The two of them looked in the direction of Yao Gongzi's fingers, a lonely (shēn) figure, walking under the dim street lamp, walking steadily, not knowing where to go.

It doesn't look like a stealing stance......

At this time, on the willow tree next to the Xingyun Bridge, there was already a sloppy man, the man helped the hat, turned his head to look into the distance, and saw a (shēn) shadow in the distance, he poured a sip of wine, his face was intoxicated, and continued to taste his wine.

At this time, everyone in the attic looked at Luo Yu intently, everyone's faces were solemn, and the distance from the door to the small bridge was three hundred zhang, but it seemed so far away.

The sky (yīn) was covered with clouds, the stars and the moon were hidden, there was a thunderclap, and a light rain fell.

Luo Yu walked slowly towards the front, he didn't walk too fast, as if he was waiting for something, letting the rain wet his clothes.

'Wet face under the drizzle, I'm waiting for you...... 'Wait, how is it a man......

"Fellow Daoist, wait!" a man's urgent voice came.

Luo Yu slowly turned his head, and saw a man in purple, with long hair and a shawl, his face was plain, and in the distance there was a man in white with a cold face (yīn), standing under the eaves.

"Fool, still rushing to the front! Just this IQ is still partnering with others to hunt for treasures? Cheap that Wenzi painting!" The medicine boy in the inn slapped the table and said coldly, this was obviously angry and unhappy.

"That's Mei Xiaomo's disciple of the Four Arts of Hundred Flowers, the chief disciple of calligraphy, and he has the magical power to write books into laws, how did he run out, and the Wenzi painting is hiding under the eaves!"

"Hmph, a hundred flowers and four arts, this girl is going to meet them, I don't feel comfortable seeing that Wenzi painting for a long time!" Ling Er stood up and was about to rush out, but was pulled down by Bai Xi, signaling her to be calm, don't be carried away by (ài) (qíng), cough.

"You're looking for me?" Luo Yu slowly turned his head and looked at the man in purple and said lightly.

"Yao Gongzi said that you are a contemporary leader, a hero in her mind, I want to challenge you!" The man in purple turned his head and glanced into the distance, and said with a straight face.

"This stupid guy, what did he do, such a stupid guy still said that he liked me, this IQ is really anxious! Let him think that I am deliberately sticking to him......!" It's honest.

"Oh?" Luo Yu looked up into the distance, and saw a white (shēn) shadow through the rain curtain, a folding fan blocking his face, and the corners of his mouth were playful.

"Wenzi painting, what are you for?" Luo Yu looked at Wenzi painting standing in the distance holding a scroll, and said lightly.

"Me too!" Wenzi said coldly and coldly.

"Oh! I see!" Luo Yu nodded and smiled.

The medicine boy in the inn was already angry, his eyes were already angry, and he trembled, and poured three glasses of strong wine to suppress the ignorant karmic fire.

This has completely become, three men for one woman, a fight!

"There are a lot of people who want to kill me, are you two going to go together or alone?" Luo Yu glanced around and said lightly.

"We are a fair duel, naturally I am the only one to duel with you!" Mei Xiaomo blurted out, and a jade pen appeared in his hand with a wave of his hand.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Wen Zihua's eyes, and he slandered this Xiaomo in his heart as a fool, who could fight in a group and fight alone, and had no brains, but now he could only wait and see what happened.

Luo Yu nodded, a little more appreciative of the brainless goods in front of him, his toes lightly, rose from the ground, and with the sound of the howling wind, he flew hundreds of zhang into the air, the light of Hun (shēn) flickered, and five long swords were condensed behind him.

Mei Xiaomo also flew up, hundreds of zhang away from Luo Yu, and bowed to Luo Yu.

The countless eyes in the city seemed to be just the beginning of this world.

The sloppy man on the willow tree slowly sat up, looked towards the void, took a sip of wine, patted the wine gourd, and said with a smile: "The show has begun!"

After Mei Xiaomo lost (shēn) with one hand, his toes floated towards the back, the jade pen in his hand lit up, the black light flickered, and his jade pen quickly wrote a big 'seal' character in the void, the pitch-black seal word, suddenly flashed with golden light, and slowly drifted away with the wind.

Luo Yu's heart jumped, only to feel that this piece of heaven and earth was solidified, and a huge seal on the bottom of his feet, Wuguang Si (shè), enveloped him in it, and he was amazed in his heart, this magical power of writing books into laws is really a little mysterious and similar to his immortal trick.

However, Luo Yu was not afraid, he waved out the sky and moon with his hand, and the sword qi hung into ten thousand silks, he raised the long sword and poured spiritual power, and slashed forward, a bright sword flew out, shattering the void, and slashed on the light mask of the black light, and the words were instantly shattered.

Luo Yu rushed forward quickly, leaving an afterimage of the Dao in the void, like a broken bamboo, and with one palm, the Tianyue Sword let out a sword roar, and flew towards Mei Xiaomo like lightning.

Mei Xiaomo nodded, not afraid at all, casually wrote a royal character in the void, a pitch-black light escaped in an instant appeared in front of him, he (shēn) zi drifted away obliquely, very elegant, and wrote a four-word in the void 'The river is endless', the four characters drifted out of thin air, the sound of huge waves crashing on the shore appeared in the void, a canopy hung out of the void, and the dark rolling flood poured down like a giant beast.

Luo Yu looked at the flood beast that fell from the sky, and there was an endless black qi sword in it, he held the magic trick in his hand, a hundred zhang green peak, falling from the sky and shattering the void, splashing the rolling flood in all directions.

Seeing that the Dao Law was broken, Mei Xiaomo quickly wrote a killing word again, the blood was soaring, and the endless sword qi condensed into various weapons, flying towards Luo Yu, overwhelming the sky and killing the air.

Luo Yu looked at the time and nodded, this calligraphy disciple's magical power to write books into the law is really not simple, but he doesn't know how terrifying this book writing is after the completion of the law.

Luo Yu pinched the magic technique with both hands, and an endless five-colored long sword appeared in front of him like rain, flying towards the endless sword qi condensation weapon.

Clanging, sparks flew everywhere, and suddenly Luo Yu felt a chill down his spine, his heart trembled, and his instinct (shēn) slanted to the right, and a pitch-black dagger instantly stabbed him in the shoulder, and endless dead qi rushed into his body.

Luo Yu instinctively swung his sword and slashed towards the void above his head, the void was shattered, and he floated away into the distance at the same time.

His shoulder stabbed, golden blood flowed out, and the golden light dissipated and instantly dyed his robe, he endured the pain, gritted his teeth, and looked towards the void, with a three-inch glint in his eyes, a dark and graceful (shēn) shadow, holding a pitch-black dagger in his hand, still dripping with blood.

Mei Xiaomo was also frightened by this scene, his face was bitter, he shook his head at Luo Yu, signaling that he didn't make a sneak attack, Luo Yu nodded at him, he was relieved, he gave up his hand, and flew towards the inn, he knew that he couldn't help the god of war at all.

Wenzihua, who was watching the battle below, saw that Luo Yu was injured, this was a good time, and he was about to rush up, and in the blink of an eye, Mei Xiaomo flew back, he gritted his teeth, and scolded angrily in his heart.

"Then Ling Yan Pavilion's shot, don't stop me, he's injured!" Ling Erhun (shēn) climbed in momentum, his face full of anxiety.

"Ling'er, he will be distracted if you go, and it will be even more dangerous to protect you!" Bai Xi put away the sign (xìng) and smiled, looking at Luo Yu in the distance, and said with a positive color.

"Senior sister, what I said is that I am also worried and sympathize with (shēn), but he will definitely be able to handle it!" Murong Qiushui covered his heart and said coldly.

"Immortal Xiaoqiang, he definitely can't die!" Li Bagua pouted.

Luo Yu was not afraid of the invasion of death qi, the woman in black was floating, waiting for the opportunity to kill again, when she saw a sneer on Luo Yu's face, she stopped, and her water-like eyes under the hat showed a cold light.

Luo Yu took out the porcelain bottle and drank a sip of holy water, the pain in his shoulder instantly weakened, and the blood stopped.

Luo Yu stepped on the Taiji diagram with his feet, the sky and the moon above his head, took out the silver spear in his hand, and pointed at the void in the distance.

Drink!

With a loud shout, the sound shook for nine days, and he was completely angry, this person in Lingyan Pavilion was extremely cold-blooded, and he was thirsty for killing.

Luo Yu held the silver spear, the spear sword light four (shè), he jumped lightly, holding the spear towards the void.

Rumble!

The void shattered into a huge black hole, and the woman in black floated away quickly, bewitching (shēn) shape, not at all due to the development of (xiōng) muscles caused by the center of gravity unstable, but extremely dexterous, but Luo Yu did not stop, and pointed like a sword, the silver spear instantly enlarged to zhang xu, and went forward (shè) like lightning.

The loud noise continued, like thunder, and on this rainy night, it sounded everywhere, and people saw a young man pointing at the silver spear, constantly shattering a large area of the void, but they did not see where the opponent was.

The discerning person has already seen that this opponent must be someone from Lingyan Pavilion!