Chapter 238: Real Turmoil
Sudden confrontation.
The dust and mist moved by it.
Lu Xiaofeng, who was dressed in a green robe and green clothes, was in the dust, and his fingers clamped the dark long sword in the hand of the Taoist in the black robe and red Dao crown.
The invisible internal force is transmitted into the nearby space invisibly.
The black-robed Daoist was quite surprised, as one of the top Daoists in the Taichu Dao, this sword was attacked with martial arts speed for the purpose of directly killing Liu Minghua, even a third-grade martial artist of the same level was afraid that he would be injured, this person actually understated that he only used two fingers to clamp himself, which was enough to pierce the mountain.
The two of them maintained this kind of action, and the terrifying and depressing pressure gradually spread.
"Lu Xiaofeng, I've never heard of ......"
The black-clothed Taoist spoke indifferently.
Lu Xiaofeng was not angry or annoyed, and maintained the sword in the hand of the Daoist with one finger of the Lingxi.
"It doesn't matter, Lu Xiaofeng is a little-known person~"
"Heh, maybe you were unknown in the past, but just because you can take my sword, you can leave a name on the rivers and lakes. ”
This black-clothed Taoist is obviously an arrogant person, and his speech and demeanor are all arrogant and domineering.
Liu Minghua and the envoys and guards of the Hanging Sword Division looked at Lu Xiaofeng and the black-clothed Daoist who were in a state of confrontation, and they were a little confused.
Although Han Feng did instruct everyone to be careful of himself in the Primal Dao, who would have thought that the person who came to attack would directly be a top Dao master of the Third Rank Cultivation......
Liu Zhijian...... Is that the master of the primordial way...... How does it feel...... More powerful than the main thing?"
An envoy said in front of Liu Minghua.
Liu Minghua showed a wry smile:
"More powerful than the main thing?That's the Daoist of the Primal Dao Imperial Level-[Bao Dan Refining Xuan] Lin Jingxuan, this is the real top master who has killed five third-rank martial artists in the Dao Sect with one enemy and five enemies...... Our main business is not enough for him to fight with one hand......"
As Liu Minghua's words spread throughout the Hanging Sword Division's camp, an obvious depression spread among the crowd.
I have taken over the characters who are stubbornly guarding this place, and if I really have to face the attack of such a strong man, I am afraid that I will not be able to hold on to half a cup of tea......
The life and death of hundreds of people seem to be pinned on these men in Tsing Yi who call themselves Lu Xiaofeng.
At this moment, the retreating fireworks of the Hanging Sword Division rose in the distance in the city.
Brilliant firelight rises into the sky, striking and bright.
The guards of the Hanging Sword Division saw the fireworks mark in the sky, and they unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
Liu Minghua immediately ordered the people of the Hanging Sword Division and said, "Everyone listen to the order, retreat immediately, and retreat to the place where the Red Smoke Order rises. ”
The people of the Hanging Sword Division immediately moved and began to organize themselves and move towards the east of the city.
While transferring, Liu Minghua shouted to Lu Xiaofeng:
"Brother Lu, thank you for your help, but now that we are about to evacuate, please take care!"
Lu Xiaofeng held Lin Jingxuan's confrontation between his fingers, and when he was still confronting him, he heard Liu Minghua's voice, smiled slightly, did not move, and replied loudly:
"Okay, Liu Zhijian just leaves, wait for this matter, you and I have to be free, I'll go to you for a drink~"
"Okay!
Liu Minghua laughed loudly and left with the people of the Hanging Sword Division.
Only Lu Xiaofeng and Lin Jingxuan were left in place.
"Friend surnamed Lu, what is your origin, the person who can borrow my sword will never be a nameless. ”
Lin Jingxuan was impressive, looking up at Lu Xiaofeng.
Lu Xiaofeng still looked calm and indifferent, and smiled slightly:
"I don't have any background, Lu Xiaofeng is Lu Xiaofeng, the happy and chic Lu Xiaofeng. ”
Originally, Han Feng thought that under the misguidance of the Feng family and the Taichu Dao, he thought that this was the formation eye of the Yunchen Du's sealing demon array, and he was afraid that Liu Minghua and the others would not be able to resist the attack of the Taichu Dao master at all, so he specially arranged for Lu Xiaofeng to come over to secretly protect him, and at the same time, he could save the scene at a critical time, but he didn't expect that this was not where the formation eye was at all, and the people sent by the Taichu Dao were not there to attack the formation eye...... It's about killing.
Fortunately, Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts are enough to compete with any third-grade master, and he doesn't have to worry about Lin Jingxuan's threat.
Lin Jingxuan listened to Lu Xiaofeng's words, snorted coldly, and with a turn of strength in his hand, thousands of fierce sword qi suddenly opened.
The white sword qi silk threads were intertwined into a magnificent and wonderful sword qi wing, which fluttered heavily and closed towards Lu Xiaofeng.
Lu Xiaofeng was originally holding Lin Jingxuan's sword blade with a finger of the spirit rhino, but was attacked by the wings of the sword qi, and quickly retreated to the rear with the light skill of "Phoenix Dance Nine Days".
The green robe in green clothes is just like a fluttering bamboo leaf in the wind, dashing and dashing, and disappears backwards.
The wings of the sword qi spread, turning into sharp white sword threads and striking the ground in front of them.
There were loud roars one after another, and the sword qi advanced in the direction of Lu Xiaofeng's retreat like a missile washing the ground.
The ground of the whole street is like a ridge that has been plowed ten times by oxen, and it is extremely loose and broken......
Retreating to the end of the street, Lu Xiaofeng's posture is still elegant and chic, but there is already a wall of masonry behind him, and there is no way to retreat.
The sword qi in front of him bombarded continuously, and the momentum was even more domineering than that of a machine gun.
Lin Jingxuan, as the type of person who is extremely good at fighting among the three products, is extremely confident in herself, and her expression is full of rebelliousness when she sees Lu Xiaofeng being suppressed by herself.
In the face of such a crisis, Lu Xiaofeng did not continue to retreat, seeing that the sword qi in front of him had lost its majestic momentum at the beginning, he raised his right hand and pointed at the sword, brewing an extreme sword intent.
The night of the full moon, the top of the Forbidden City.
A sword comes from the west, and immortals fly outside the sky.
Ye Gucheng's "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky" is known as the ultimate sword with moves, and it has reached the peak of the sword in terms of moves and artistic conception.
And since Ye Gucheng died at the top of the Forbidden City, the decisive battle with Ximen Blowing Snow...... There is only one person in the world who can use "Flying Immortals Beyond the Sky...... That is Lu Xiaofeng.
Moonlight, cloud dust.
Sword light, edge.
Immortals dance swords, from the sky to the world.
Raise your sword to the dust.
Lu Xiaofeng used his two fingers as the blade of the sword, and used this peerless sword to tear apart Lin Jingxuan's thousand sword qi.
The white light flashed, Lu Xiaofeng's finger pointed at Lin Jingxuan's lower abdomen, and the sword qi came out from Lin Jingxuan's back......
"Poof...... What's your trick here?"
Lu Xiaofeng withdrew his hand, retreated, and floated away.
"This is a flying immortal~"
Lu Xiaofeng retreated quietly, and Lin Jingxuan immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, breathing heaven and earth, and recovering from his injuries.
At the same time, the entire Yunchen Capital's family sects all sensed the inexplicable pressure due to the fog blocking the city, and they reacted one after another.
The Xiao family, the Su family, the Song family, the Long family, the Wei Chi family, the Fengdaomen, the Dust Washing Sect, the Jinyi Hall, the Pansheng Palace and many other sects were fully launched.
The Yunchen Du Su family is also a century-old family, and after sensing the chaos in the city, they began to be a little anxious.
The head of the Su family paced back and forth in the family hall, waiting for information from the secret agents in the clan.
At this time, a warrior of the courtyard came in:
"The head of the family, the head of the Xiao family is visiting. ”
The head of the Su family was a little puzzled about what the people of the Xiao family were doing at such a time, but he still said:
"Yes, please. ”
......
The head of the Xiao family walked into the family hall of the Su family with an eager face, and walked directly to the head of the Su family: "Brother Su, something is wrong!"
The head of the Su family looked at the head of the Xiao family with some doubts:
"Why is Brother Xiao so expressional, what is the matter?"
The sword is out of the sheath!
White Blade into the Flesh......
The head of the Xiao family is now in front of the head of the Su family, with an indifferent expression: "This big thing is, the Su family, it's almost gone~"
The head of the Su family didn't expect that he would be calculated at home, his abdomen was stained red with red blood, and he fell to the ground, and the shouting and killing sound in the courtyard of the Su family was faintly heard in his ears......
And the cloud and dust capital east of the city.
Han Feng and Wu Xingyun hurried nervously, and finally arrived at the place where the demonic qi was gushing.