"Arrogance!"

This is the evaluation of Lu Zhen by a wind media from Liushan Mansion who is hiding in a restaurant.

There are several other media on the side, some are from Dong'an Mansion, some are from Beitong Mansion, and some are originally from Dongning Mansion.

One of the wind medians from Dongning Mansion sneered, "Arrogance? What is this? If you have been in Dongning Mansion for a long time, you will know what real arrogance is. ”

The wind media of Liushan Mansion on the side frowned slightly, and he didn't know if this colleague from Dongning Mansion was squeezing himself, or if he wanted to express something else.

But now everyone's attention is on Lu Zhen, who is walking step by step towards the teahouse where the seventy-two people are located, with an umbrella, but he doesn't have the heart to argue.

It can be said that at this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Lu Zhen.

Lu Zhen's every move was seen by everyone and remembered in their hearts.

If he doesn't die today, Lu Zhen will be the undefeated myth of the entire Dongning Mansion.

Seventy-two powerhouses of the Avatar God and above made a move, more than a dozen Yuan Shen Realm, and even two or three of them made a move from the Fusion God Realm.

This kind of nirvana can not die, and I am afraid that there is no killing game in the world that can kill him.

Isn't it possible to kill a god realm, and to invite the Yang God Realm martial artists above the god fusion realm to come out?

But if it is defeated today, I am afraid that Dongning Mansion will change overnight.

The forces of the Six Dao Palaces and the four guards under his command, which were strengthened by Lu Xuantian himself, are probably going to be bloodied by the other forces around them.

Some people even asserted that if Lu Xuantian died, I am afraid that the entire Dongning Mansion would suffer a bloodbath. The nine prefectures of Qingzhou may become the eight prefectures of Qingzhou.

It can be seen that Lu Zhen's life and death are very important.

And this big battle is just around the corner.

Lu Zhen held an oil-paper umbrella, slowly came to the teahouse, raised his head, and the first thing he saw was a yellow-shirted old man staring at him by the window.

Lu Zhen smiled slightly, took out a small bamboo tube from his cuff, and shot it upward.

The Master of Huangshan raised his hand slightly, and then caught the small bamboo tube thrown by Lu Zhen, opened the small bamboo tube, and saw the handwriting inside, his face couldn't help but change.

Although he has been in retreat for many years, he taught the girl's handwriting by himself, and others may not know whether this is her handwriting, but how could he not know.

Just before the Venerable Master of Huangshan had time to ask, Lu Zhen spoke first.

"She's a very nice person, and so is her brother, and she asked me to say hello to you on her behalf. It's a pity that there is no rice wine, otherwise when I meet friends and elders, it will be a rainy night, and I will definitely have a good chat here. ”

The Venerable Master of Huangshan frowned, because the hidden meaning in Lu Zhen's words was completely different from the information he had obtained at the Huanglong Sect Altar before.

What the hell is going on?

The people of Huangshan were worried that it was a plan, but they felt that it was not a plan.

Rao is Lu Zhen can send someone to Mo Fei's little girl's handwriting, but he can't even find out the things he likes to drink rice wine clearly.

Just when the people of Huangshan were hesitating, Lu Zhen made a Buddha salute to Li Yu's chest with one hand towards the teahouse.

"If there are thousands of things, it is not the Zen Tao that enters the sea, it is not the sea to stay in the thousands of sinks, and it is scattered between the eight veins, and it can be intermittently or continuously with the beads......"

In the teahouse, Master Qingku, who had never spoken, suddenly stood up.

Downstairs, he said, "Why is it different from the cheats?"

On that day, the "Thousand Feuille Paper Skills", Master Qingku also read it hastily, although he couldn't do it and never forget it, but he still had a general impression.

What Lu Zhen said just now is part of the mille-feuille paper skill, but it is slightly different from the secret book he saw in some of its status.

Lu Zhen smiled slightly, "I'm sorry, I knew that the Su family and the people of Jinguang Temple were going to steal the secret book, so I specially helped them prepare such a big gift overnight, and now whether it is Shaolin Temple or Huanglong Sect, the secret book in my hand is written by me Lu Xuantian himself."

It's just that the Huanglong Sect knows that there is a problem with the cheats, so it is just used as an ornament, but the Su family and the Shaolin Temple know whether they know or not, I don't know very well. As for what will happen after cultivating, I believe that Shaolin Temple will not be helpless in this matter. ”

All of a sudden, the wind media hidden in the houses on both sides of the street exploded.

Previously, Lu Zhen led tens of thousands of Fengwei to surround the Su family in the north, forced Qingling to confess, and killed more than a dozen members of the Su family before he was willing to leave.

It is said that it was Lu Zhen who insisted that the Su family stole the secret book of his martial arts hall.

But I never expected that this matter turned out to be true, and it was known by Lu Xuantian in advance.

Lu Xuantian not only did not prevent them from stealing the cheats, but also deliberately wrote a fake cheatbook overnight for them to steal.

Jinguang Temple was destroyed because of this, and the Su family died many masters and young disciples because of it.

But as a result, everything is in the mirror, and everything is still in Lu Zhen's calculations.

"Hey—for a fake cheatbook, as for it?"

As soon as Lu Zhen finished saying this, Master Qingku spat out a mouthful of blood, and with a poof, blood spurted out and sprinkled the teahouse.

Everyone was taken aback, they couldn't imagine that the high-ranking monk who was close to the Fusion God Realm would be so angry that Lu Zhen vomited blood.

If Shaolin really got the cheats, it would be fine, but now that Jinguang Temple has been destroyed, the Su family has suffered heavy losses, if the Shaolin Temple doesn't stop it immediately, I'm afraid that if someone really goes to cultivate, they will also go mad.

Lu Xuantian ...... You...... You...... You're so ruthless......"

Lu Zhen sneered outside the teahouse, "My own cheats, I can do whatever I want, I can write nonsense if I am willing to write nonsense, you came to steal things by yourself and stole the wrong thing, no wonder you can still blame me."

It's just that I don't know what choice you have to make at this time, Master Qingku?

Do you stay in the night rain and join the other seventy masters to kill me?

Or immediately rush back to the Su family in Beitong Mansion and tell the Su family that the secret book is fake, don't cultivate.

Or hurry back to Shaolin Temple to avoid an even more massive tragedy?"

Qing bitter gritted his teeth, his fists clenched, if it weren't for this moment that he cared about the Su family and Shaolin, I was afraid that he would really rush up and tear Lu Xuantian apart.

"Why did I write it myself overnight instead of someone else ghostwriting it? After all, it was because I was sure that the cheats could be fake, and even more easily make people fall for themselves.

You should believe that I, Lu Xuantian, have this ability. So, Master of Pure Suffering, what is your choice?"

When Lu Zhen finished saying this, he snorted bitterly and coldly, turned around silently, jumped out of the back window, and lifted the roof of the stable in the backyard of the teahouse with one palm.

"Borrow a horse!"

At this moment, he is not the master of Qingku who came to Lu Zhen to seek revenge, he is Su Qingku, who left home since he was a child, and he is the simple little monk Qingku, who has just entered Buddhism in Shaolin.

Revenge for murder may be important.

But the safety of the family and the safety of Shaolin are even more important in Qingku's heart at this moment.

Seeing that Master Qingku was forced to vomit blood by Lu Zhen's words, and then rode away, dozens of other people on the second floor of the teahouse were shocked.

"This Lu Xuantian won't rely on one mouth to say that these seventy-two masters are dead, right?"

The previous wind medium of Liushan Mansion was dumbfounded.