Wang Luo wanted to delay a little longer, and at this time the bounty was already a hundred taels of silver, and it was almost over.

The thunder attribute aura he used was attached to the treasure knife, and the treasure knife had thunder and lightning. Hit the left smoker's hand, not to mention how serious it was.

The Blade of the Moon was completely unable to resist, and the left smokewood blocked with his arm, only to be cut out of a large gap, and blood flowed. Fortunately, it didn't break, the bone shattered, but it didn't fall.

Wang Lu couldn't bear to see Zuo Yanmu so miserable, he changed his attack method, and aimed at Zuo Yanmu's head, so that Zuo Yanmu died happily.

Zuo Yanmu hurriedly used his aura to heal his wounds, avoiding Wang Lu's pursuit while preventing excessive blood loss.

In the end, it was still chopped down with a knife, and the left smoke wood almost hit the ground.

It was the flying bamboo sword that missed Wang Lu's sword.

Everyone looked over, and the flute alto was standing quietly outside the barrier.

I don't know when the flute alto came.

Left Yanmu landed, walked to the side of the flute alto, and quickly meditated to heal his wounds, regardless of whether the flute alto helped him or not. Of course, he believed that the alto would not let it go.

Wang Lu chased after him, and the flute alto relayed and fought with Wang Lu with a bamboo sword.

Jinhua asked someone to go over and grab Zuo Yanmu, but the disciples who guarded the door all came out and surrounded Zuo Yanmu inside.

The family members were so presumptuous when they first started scolding, but when they saw the disciples come out, they were instantly intimidated.

"Come on!" Jinhua pushed.

The housekeepers finally rushed over. One gatekeeper was enough, and thirty family members were beaten and lay on the ground and groaned.

Jinhua really had no choice, so he counted on Wang Lu to be able to pick two. If the flute alto is defeated, those gatekeepers should not dare to make a mistake. It was evident that it was the alto that came, and those people began to be bold.

The battle between Di Zhongyin and Wang Lu lasted until the air, and Di Zhongyin was always calm, and Wang Luo was slightly flustered.

Di Zhongyin looks so young, and his strength has reached the third level of the self-cultivation path, which can be regarded as a genius. Wang Lu is now almost thirty, and he has only cultivated the strength of the fourth layer of the Dao, and sure enough, he still joins the sect to upgrade faster.

Wang Lu has no door and no faction, and only because he met an immortal by chance and was given a treasure knife was he fortunate to learn spells. When dealing with the alto of the flute, his technique is relatively rusty, and he quickly loses the wind.

The bamboo sword is light but not easy to break, the sword is fast, and the sword is free. The flute alto is also extremely proficient in basic spells, and his flying skills have been displayed in front of Zuo Yanmu, and he has to open the eye of heaven to distinguish his position.

If the flute alto performs both flight and stealth at the same time, no one present can know where the flute alto will appear in the next moment, and the open eyes will not be able to find it.

Wang Lu realized that he couldn't beat him, and was about to turn away, when he was hit by the flute alto with a bamboo sword and fell to the ground.

The flute alto didn't want to kill Wang Lu, so he just slapped it with the sword face. This slapping action is not simple, because the Bamboo Sword is an epic artifact with many hidden characteristics. The flute alto took advantage of the suppressive properties of the Dianzhu Sword to suspend Wang Lu's ability to condense aura.

Wang Lu fell directly from the sky, and he could also be seriously injured.

However, Di Zhongyin didn't expect Wang Lu to wear the golden silkworm soft armor, and the impact of falling from a high altitude was not so great. The Golden Silkworm Soft Armor is an ordinary magic weapon that can protect the whole body from heavy blows.

Ordinary weapons can't hurt a single hair of Wang Lu no matter what, but it can't be when it encounters an epic-level artifact. The Golden Silkworm Soft Armor and the Dotted Bamboo Sword were four levels apart, and if the flute alto wanted to forcibly pierce Wang Lu's heart, it would be easy.

"Wealth is in danger. Wang Lu lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, hoping that the flute alto could relax his vigilance and then fight back.

His golden silkworm soft armor was snatched by a method like this, and he didn't feel that he was indebted, and the monk could only do whatever it took to make progress, especially casual cultivation.

The flute alto really walked over, his bamboo sword was still in his hand, and he did not let his guard down. He opened the Eye of Heaven to investigate the signs of Wang Lu's life, and found that Wang Lu's body was still gathering aura.

At a glance, it can be seen that Wang Luo wants to make a reversal and kill. For the alto, Wang Lu was too naïve to want to use such a low-level means.

He simply didn't go over, lest he had to kill Wang Lu when he had to do it.

So he turned around and walked to Zuo Yanmu to see how Zuo Yanmu's injuries were recovering.

"Good opportunity. Wang Lu shouted in his heart.

Taking advantage of the fact that the middle of the flute was facing away from him, he quickly got up and released a thunderbolt in his palm.

Of all the palm techniques, the beam is the fastest, followed by lightning.

The flute alto didn't have time to dodge, even if there was only a blink of an eye, the palm thunder was ten percent sure of hitting.

The alto can't even use a protective shield.

There is no doubt that the flute alto was struck by lightning and was seriously injured.

The flute alto is all over the body, except for a high-grade magic weapon with a bamboo sword, there is nothing else. In the face of Wang Lu's thunder and lightning raid, the flute alto was powerless.

The back was hit hard, and the alto was no longer able to move. And the thunder and lightning have a paralyzing effect, and Wang Lu wants to fight back, and now it can be said that he is nine out of ten.

The disciple who surrounded Zuo Yanmu was about to go over to save people, but was also seriously injured by Wang Lu's palm technique.

Seeing this, Jinhua was a little uneasy. Wang Lu attacked indiscriminately like this, he would offend the Yuan Shen Sect, and he had to be stopped. Before, Jinhua arranged for the family to scold but not superficially, and it could not cause direct harm, and Wang Lu would undoubtedly arouse the resentment of the Yuanshen faction by doing so.

"Stop!" shouted Jinhua.

Wang Lu stopped, didn't turn around, just glanced to the side. Then he continued to walk on his own, ready to take away the point bamboo sword of the flute alto. As for Jinhua's one hundred taels of silver, it is also indispensable.

Wang Lu walked to the side of the flute, he was bending over, but suddenly his body couldn't move. No one noticed that the shadow of the flute and the shadow of Wang Lu were connected.

It's really that the strength of the people present is low, and I have never seen such a combat skill as the flute.

Shadow!

This is the nirvana of the flute alto now. As long as the shadow of the enemy is captured by the shadow of the flute, then the enemy is at the mercy of others.

Everyone didn't know what was going on, but they saw Wang Lu holding a big knife and chopping his hands wildly. Wang Luo screamed, but the chopping action did not stop until the hand was broken.

The flute alto doesn't like to abuse people, he just wants to give Zuo Yanmu a vent. Now that Wang Lu's hand has been broken, it should be over. Just like Wang Lu's idea of finally preparing to solve Zuo Yanmu.

In full view of everyone, Wang Lu killed himself.

"What just happened?"

"I don't know. ”

"The alto is amazing. ”

"He's a closed disciple of the Holy Literature Academy, of course he's powerful. ”

"What? How old is he?"

"I heard that he was only thirteen years old, no, he should be fourteen now. ”

......

The disciples surrounding Zuo Yanmu were talking in a low voice, afraid that the middle of the flute would be angry when they heard it.

In fact, Di Zhongyin didn't have that mind, he was seriously injured, and after killing Wang Lu, he began to heal his injuries.

For monks, as long as they still have the consciousness and ability to mobilize their own aura, they can recover from even serious injuries. It's only a matter of time before it's back to normal.

The disciples at the gate could see that Zuo Yanmu and the flute alto had the ability to repair themselves, so they didn't help. Just watch from the sidelines.

The bleeding on the left cigarette side of the hand has stopped, but the scar can't go away. He had regained his complexion, and looking over, he could finally sit up.

Zuo Yanmu looked around, but fortunately he didn't bring Shinoyu over. Like the situation just now, if Xiaoyou sees it, he will definitely summon the flower snake and the flower snake, and then Xiaoyou's identity will not be hidden.

"Are you okay?" Zuo Yanmu walked over to the flute alto and stretched out his hand.

"Hmph, you're really not worrying. As he spoke, the flute alto took the left cigarette by the hand and got up.

Jinhua had no helper, he returned to his chair and picked up the tea cup tremblingly. He didn't know that there was no tea in the teacup.

"What should he do?" Zuo Yanmu motioned to the flute to look at Jinhua.

"He's going to make a big deal out of it, and he's happy now. The flute alto walked towards Jinhua.

When Jin Hua saw Di Zhongyin, he quickly stood up, he thought that Di Zhongyin was going to kill someone. His eyes were full of fear, after all, even Wang Luo was no match for Di Zhongyin.

"How about making a deal?" asked the middle of the flute.

"Okay, you say. Jinhua nodded hurriedly.

"Your son's business, I guarantee that it was the cannibal beast of Dasong Mountain who did it. We can help you recover your son's body, don't bother any more, okay?" said the alto politely.

"Oh, okay, no problem. Jinhua said this, but he didn't think so in his heart.

The Jin family has a big business, and it is not a problem to invite a few self-cultivation Dao cultivators. Today's Wang Lu's strength is not enough in the fourth layer of the self-cultivation path, next time he will invite the fifth layer, and if the fifth layer is not enough, the sixth layer will be ......