Seeing that there is a trace of Mars, the battle between the two peaks is about to break out!

The atmosphere was depressing!

......

"What's going on?"

A voice came.

The sound is not loud, it is somewhat scattered.

But the extremely oppressive atmosphere in the field was broken by this sound, just like "dragonflies and water" rippled in circles, but there was no trace.

The Dharma Protector Deacon, who had been watching the changes in the field nearby, had a solemn expression, and was about to fly over and take action to stop the melee that was very likely to break out in the field, but when he heard the voice, his face slowed down, and he let out a long breath.

You must know that once there is a scuffle, there will be casualties, and once there are casualties, the disciples of the two peaks will definitely rush to hear the news, and it is very likely to trigger a big scuffle! The confrontation between cultivators is completely different from the fight between the world, the power of the spell is huge, and the destructive power of the magic weapon is amazing, if there is no stopping by the elders of the sect, the two sides will not agree and start to fight, it will cause a huge disaster.

......

"Huh, what's the situation?"

The voice started again, a little higher.

Everyone's spirit was concentrated in the solemn atmosphere, and they were a little dazed by the two inquiries of this voice, and instinctively looked at the source of the sound, and the originally silent crowd seemed even more silent!

Not far away, there was a cyan giant sword, three feet above the ground, suspended in the air, surrounded by the aura of the sword body, and the green light was shining.

On top of the giant sword, there was a man standing outstanding, his sleeve robe swaying slightly, and his long hair fluttering lightly.

This person wears a moire white robe, lined with a silk satin white shirt, his feet are covered with clouds and clouds, his waist is tied with an ice silk jade belt, his long hair hangs down to his waist, and the white hair on his head is coiled.

This person is naturally Edgeworth's luck, and he was thrown off halfway, and he returned speechlessly...

Seeing that this group of people didn't speak, they just looked at themselves like this, Lu San was a little cold and panicked, thinking to himself, "Could it be that his appearance is too gorgeous and makes them dumbfounded?"

Just as Lu San was thinking about whether to say anything more, among the disciples who looked at Lu San, a surprised voice came out: "It's so big!"

"Huh, what's so big?"

Lu San looked left and right, puzzled.

"That's right!

A second voice was heard.

"What's the situation? It's not too big. ”

Lu San was a little confused, and looked down at his crotch.

"Is this still a flying sword? How can it be bigger than the door panel of the main hall!"

A third voice rang out.

"Nima..."

Road 3 is very uncomfortable.

"Could it be a Lingbao-level flying sword?"

"Senior Brother Lu is in charge of the sect, what's the fuss..."

After a few previous voices, many onlookers came back to their senses, looked at Lu San and the flying sword under his feet, and began to discuss.

Among them, there were a few female disciples, who even gathered together to whisper, and looked at Lu San from time to time, with affectionate eyebrows, covering their mouths and smiling.

Lu San looked at the lively crowd and the two groups of people in the field, and felt that the painting style was very different, and no one explained it, but looked at his own taste, and felt a little helpless, so he had to jump off the lightsaber and walk towards the crowd.

Hui Guang spun in the air, the sword body quickly shrank, turned into a mini small sword, flew to the walking road three hands, and the blue light flashed, and then wrapped around its little finger.

Everyone was amazed when they saw that the flying sword was so spiritual.

Seeing Lu San coming over, the discussion of the disciples gradually stopped, and they all bowed their hands and saluted, calling them senior brothers.

And the disciples of Dan Yuan Peak and Tianji Peak, who were facing each other in the field, all looked strange when they were disturbed by this, and they really couldn't continue to look at each other, so they could only retract their gaze and bow to Lu San.

Walking to the middle of the field and standing still, Lu San straightened his waist and nodded, and raised his hand to show that he was exempt, which was quite a bit of the demeanor of a personal disciple.

Retracting his arms and putting his hands behind his back, Lu San stood with his hands and looked at the two groups of people in the field, just about to say something.

Suddenly, a voice in the crowd asked loudly: "Senior Brother Lu, you have not been in the sect for the past two years, did you go to the worldly land of fireworks and wantonly run wild?"

Before Lu San could speak, a voice rose again: "Haha, there are few people in the world who are as handsome as Senior Brother Lu, I don't know how many lovesick poor women will be in that land of fireworks!"

"Haha, yes..."

When everyone heard this, there was another burst of laughter.

The corners of Lu San's mouth twitched, and he pretended to be clear and said: "This family is only aware of the suffering in the world and the many demons, so he will go out of the mountain with a sword to eliminate demons and defend the road, how can it be as unbearable as you say!"

"Ah, I see, Senior Brother Lu is really righteous, but I heard that Senior Brother was seriously injured in the Two Realms Mountain, could it be that he molested the holy daughter of the demon clan?"

"How could that demon saint be so incomprehensible and so ruthless to Senior Brother Lu. ”

"Ahh

"Haha, it seems that there is a story here, senior brother, tell me quickly..."

Lu San looked at this group of unscrupulous junior disciples and their wild speculations, with a black line on their heads, and they were a little speechless.

Although Lu San is the eldest disciple of Zhengyang Peak, he does not have the demeanor that a disciple should have, but he goes to the peaks when he has nothing to do, especially when he goes to Shangqing Peak, which is even more diligent, as if he wants to sign in every day.

If you meet the disciples of each peak on the way, they will take on a posture and be extremely comprehensible.

If that's it, it's just that this thing sometimes takes out a bronze mirror from his bosom and talks to himself in the mirror, his face is extremely intoxicated, and he doesn't care about the surprised eyes of others.

Occasionally, there are also bold disciples who dare to ask Lu San a few words, and Lu San will say with a straight face that he is on the Dao of Enlightenment, and the scene is wonderful, and he will leave in a dashing manner after speaking, leaving a stunned questioner.

Over time, Zhengyang Feng Lu San and his small bronze mirror were widely spread among the disciples of each peak.

As the saying goes, "People have far and near, and there is dignity and humility." ”

Like Lu San, the first disciple of a peak and the head of the sect, can be described as a noble status, he should be high and look down on the disciples of each peak, but he didn't expect that there would be such a side, which was really beyond people's expectations.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the disciples of each peak will agree that although he is extremely sassy, he is a person who can be approached.

It is precisely because of this that these people in front of them will make ridicule and have no rules.

......

And just when everyone was boiling and speculating, a black-clothed young man walked out of the crowd and said loudly: "That Demon Domain monk is really hateful, senior brother is okay now, if there is really a three-long and two-short, my Zhengyang Peak will definitely pour out of the nest, and I will sword the two realms of the mountain, and kill him upside down!"

Its sound hunting, faintly blooming cold front!

Hearing the words, the audience was silent.

At this moment, another person walked out and said, "Hmph, don't talk about your Zhengyang Peak, when the time comes, Zhufeng will have its own sword and go to the Two Realms Mountain!"

Yes, two hundred years ago, they destroyed the heavens and ghosts, of course they had such courage.

The disciple has bones, and naturally shows his head!

They have the qualifications to say it.