Chapter 42: Sorrow
"When death is on the verge of death, what's the use of struggling?"
Seeing Cui Lin like this, Qiu Dao's face sneered even more.
Raising his hand to hold the handle of the Tingxue knife, Qiu Dao wanted to pull it out, and directly killed Lu San.
But he had barely pulled out the snow halfway through it, and he stopped and could no longer pull out a single penny.
I don't know when a hand has fallen on the handle of the Tingxue knife, and the owner of this hand is none other than Lu San, who was still a few steps away from the autumn knife just now.
Holding down the handle of the Tingxue knife with one hand, Lu San looked at the autumn knife that still had a sneer on his face, and picked the corners of his mouth.
"Your knife is good. ”
Qiu Dao's eyes were shocked, and he couldn't speak when he saw Lu San's mouth open and open.
The man in front of him looks like a monster!
He clearly knew how strong the power of prohibition was in this enchantment now, and if ordinary mortals entered, they would be crushed to death by pressure in an instant.
Even a monk with mana support would be like Cui Lin who was suppressed and unable to move.
But Qiu Dao didn't see clearly how this person came to him, and what was even more terrifying was that he didn't sense any traces of mana on this person.
The autumn knife can only be attributed to the fact that this person may have some secret treasure on his body, which can hide mana fluctuations, and may also be immune to the power of prohibition.
He really couldn't believe that there would be someone who could come and go freely in this forbidden array just by relying on the strength of his body, you must know that this forbidden array was driven by dozens of monks who had opened the immortal path together, needless to say, Cui Lin was the best example.
Autumn Dao was surprised, but Lu San seemed extremely relaxed.
"It's not bad that I have a sword. ”
As soon as the words fell, a sword roar suddenly sounded in the field, and I saw a green light curtain surrounding the forbidden light curtain, and it turned around in an instant.
It was too fast, and before the monks of the Black Feather Building could understand what was going on, they saw that the token in front of them that maintained the operation of the formation actually "clicked" and split in half.
As the token cracked, followed by a "boom", the token suddenly exploded!
Because those Black Feather House monks were extremely close to the token, they were caught off guard and were directly hit by the explosion of the air wave, and the explosions and screams were intertwined, connecting into one, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a while.
"Ahh
Seeing this, Qiu Dao's face turned pale, and then he roared angrily, and his mana instantly spread all over his body, and his right hand holding the handle of Tingxue's knife shook violently, wanting to forcibly shake that hand away, so that Tingxue could pull out a blow and kill the person in front of him!
It's a pity that no matter how hard the autumn knife is, Lu San's hand just doesn't move.
The mana of the autumn knife turned sharply three times in succession, trying to break through the obstacle in one fell swoop with its powerful explosive power.
The mana was rushing in the body, and the autumn knife saw that the opportunity had arrived, and immediately burst out again!
There was a muffled sound, and it turned out to be the stony ground under his feet, which had been shattered by the autumn knife.
Unfortunately, the hand still didn't move.
Qiu Dao's face rose red and hideous, and he gritted his teeth and lifted the mana of his whole body and poured it into the long knife.
A violent knife roar immediately erupted, and listening to the snow knife body trembling sharply, a huge force burst out, and he began to struggle violently against Lu San's palm!
Lu San took a look at it, and said in a light tone: "Since you will drink blood when you get out of the sheath, let's go back." ”
After that, the hand that pressed on the handle of Tingxue pushed down hard, and under the vigorous vomiting, only to hear a sudden mournful sound, and then to see that the snow had already retreated into the sheath.
Akito's eyes suddenly lost their brightness, and the arm holding the scabbard trembled.
A wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
He sensed that the moment Tingxue entered the sheath, it was shaken by a huge force full of cracks, and it was already broken.
"Hole... Uzumaki..."Autumn Dao muttered, and his body could no longer support it and fell backwards.
A sledgehammer rests on the body that is about to fall.
"Why bother. ”
Cui Lin looked at Qiu Dao with mixed feelings.
Autumn Knife is like this, obviously because his natal spirit weapon was shattered, and he was also counterattacked, and he was caused by a huge injury.
Although the spiritual weapon is not as good as the spiritual treasure, the spiritual weapon that has entered the grade is also a precious anomaly, and it is a treasure that many monks dream of.
"Third brother, you're a little powerful, Dong Xuan?"
Cui Lin just took pity on Qiu Dao, and then turned his head to look at Lu San.
Before Lu San could answer, a loud shout rang out from afar.
"Ahhhh
"What's going on..."
Looking at a group of black-clothed monks scattered around, rolling left and right, wailing incessantly, the shopkeeper of the Spirit Pill Pavilion was a little blindsided.
"Big... Da Shao, are you okay?" The shopkeeper of the Spirit Pill Pavilion first looked at the situation at the scene, and then came to Cui Lin.
"Hey, Mr. Jiang, you're coming very quickly. It's okay to have nothing to do, but it's just that the dog is beaten, and the person who let the dog is afraid will not give up. Cui Lin said with a smile.
Hearing this, Jiang Lao, the shopkeeper of the Spirit Pill Pavilion, frowned: "The people of the Black Feather Tower?"
Cui Lin didn't speak, and nodded.
Seeing this, Jiang Lao was indignant: "The matter of the last time has just subsided, and they have come to find fault again, it is really too deceitful! ”
Cui Lin's expression was full of indifference: "Go and take away this poor man Qiudao, his knife was shattered by my third brother, if he can't survive, it is estimated that it will be useless." ”
Jiang Lao nodded, and then asked people to carry the autumn knife away and put it aside.
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion among the many monks who were watching.
"It seems that the main owner can't wait any longer, and he will end up in person. ”
Lu San, who was noticed, turned his head to look at the separated crowd and said quietly.
After listening to the words, Cui Lin and the others turned their heads to look, only to see a large group of black-clothed monks, lined up the crowd, opened a spacious passage, and a middle-aged man with gorgeous clothes and a majestic face walked through the passage and walked slowly towards this side.
Immediately after the middle-aged man, there was also a young man with a folding fan in his hand, a graceful temperament, and a handsome appearance, with a faint smile on his face, the folding fan was beaten in his hand again and again, and he took a lazy step, looking like a son of a family came out to play.
The group of men in black waited until the two of them had passed, and then rushed towards them together.
Cui Lin looked at the group of people who came over, his eyes shrunk: "It's Liu Rufeng, the other one I don't know, looking at this appearance, it is estimated that he is the core disciple of the Black Feather Building." ”
Lu San smiled indifferently when he heard this, but he didn't say anything.
Jiang Lao listened to Cui Lin's words and said, "It seems that the person who came this time is not good, and the master has not arrived yet." Da Shao, you two leave quickly, and I and all the Dharma Protectors in the Pavilion will be here to block for a while. ”
"Elder Jiang, why do you have to be like this, Ben Shao is standing here today, see what they can do to me!"
Cui Lin naturally wouldn't do anything to let them break off and escape by himself, so he opened his mouth and denied the proposal.
"But, Da Shao..."
Jiang Lao was about to persuade again, but was interrupted by Cui Lin.
"Elder Jiang doesn't need to say much, I have made up my mind. ”
Cui Lin's tone was firm, and he had a momentum that was not afraid of heaven and earth.
"That's good, don't worry, if the old slave doesn't die, no one will be able to move a single hair!"
Jiang Lao looked at Liu Rufeng and the others fixedly, and a cold light suddenly bloomed in his eyes!