Lu Chenfang came out of the room and found that the front and back yards of Huayue Building had already become a mess, and many people who were incompletely dressed, had a drunken face, and had not even put on their shirts had already stood inside and outside the courtyard, raising their eyes and looking at the sky in the distance.

"Boom", a roar sounded in the sky on the west side, accompanied by the light that rose to the sky, Lu Chen knew that Nan Xingchen and Man Zhi had already fought over there.

Silently purifying the heart, the slightest true yuan spread all over the soles of the feet, and Lu Chenshi unfolded the five Luo Liuyun steps, and quickly followed.

"Shangxian, Shangxian again......"

Seeing Lu Chen on the roof of the tiles, the crowd below exclaimed again, and as Lu Chen swept away, a large number of people fell behind him.

Lu Chen didn't have the time to care about these ......

When he arrived at the center of the battle, Lu Chen looked up: Good guy, two figures in the sky are moving quickly, sometimes sword lights are staggered, sometimes palm shadows are flying, one black and one gold are flying vertically and horizontally, so colorful and gorgeous.

In the sky, Nan Xingchen and Man Zhi were both in the realm of the seventh layer of Qi training, and each imperial sword under their feet launched a desperate fight, and they couldn't tell the winner after fighting for a long time.

Lu Chen was concerned about Zuo Qinghan's safety, he had heard just now that the master of this Manzhi Demon Maiden was a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building. In the past half a year, I have followed Chen to learn art, but I haven't learned anything else, and Lu Chen has a clear memory of the division of the strength of cultivators.

The middle stage of foundation building and the early stage of foundation building, don't look at it, there is only one level, but it is a world of difference, just with the realm of Lan Qing's early stage of foundation building, Lu Chen doesn't think that she can deal with the demons of the Evil Ghost Gate.

So, Lu Chen shouted to Nan Xingchen in the air: "Hey~, Brother Nan, can you hurry up?"

Nan Xingchen was driving the flying sword and was very happy, and occasionally heard Lu Chen's voice not far away, and almost didn't fall off the flying sword, and said in his heart: "You think this is a family, you can be fast if you say it's fast, don't you see that the demon girl on the other side is not weaker than me?"

Thinking like this, Nan Xingchen couldn't say that, so he retreated with a false move, and Nan Xingchen shouted: "Don't worry, soon." ”

"Do you want to help~" Lu Chen shouted again.

"No, I don't. ”

In fact, Lu Chen can't help if he wants to, everyone is the master of fighting in the sky, even if he has dozens of spirit runes, but he can't reach them at this time, how can he help?

After thinking about it, Lu Chen shouted: "Then I'll go first, you be careful yourself." ”

didn't have time to deal with Lu Chen, Nan Xingchen didn't even point his head, and the long sword sometimes shook out the sword light with his right hand, and sometimes controlled it back to his feet to dodge in the air.

Seeing this, Lu Chen couldn't stay any longer. Turning his head to the other roof, he hurried towards the palace Ouchi in the light of the night.

The duel of the immortals was extraordinary, and when Lu Chen rushed to the palace, it was already full of flames and crowds.

Inside and outside the palace, countless palace guards held torches, their cries were thunderous, and they all watched in amazement as the two figures flew and staggered in the air. The sword light flashed, the aura flew long, and the entire sky above the palace was filled with vertical and horizontal sword qi.

From afar, Lu Chen found the shadow of Zuo Qinghan and the others, even if they couldn't fly with the sword, these seven female disciples who had just started were not idle.

Fireball, Ice Archery, Water Resistance...... , All kinds of long-range Dao techniques, all of them greeted a figure shrouded in black fog in the air, sweating and happy.

Beside Zuo Qinghan, Murong Yuxi was sitting cross-legged on the roof, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and the clothes on his body had been cut by the sword qi with several shocking cuts. It can be seen that she has just joined the war group, so her strength is not good, and she has been defeated.

Seeing Lu Chen's arrival, the little girl finally breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly greeted: "Brother, the old demon is very tight, come and help ......"

Lu Chen jumped over, came to the side of the female disciples, looked at Murong Yuxi, and said with concern: "Are you okay?"

Murong Yuxi's situation was not good, it was difficult to open those beautiful eyes, Liu Mei frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, I can't die." ”

"It's good if you can't die. Lu Chen nodded and looked towards the sky.

High in the sky, Lan Qing's left hand whisked the dust, the right hand long sword, volleyed into the void, and under her casting, the Qinglian Sword Technique shook out more than ten sword lights, each of which followed the figure in the black mist, constantly pursuing. The luxurious Luo dress had long been tattered, and even the green silk tied up in a bun was scattered. is about the same as Murong Yuxi, Lan Qingzhen also has a lot of sword wounds on his body, which shows that the other party's strength is really not weak.

"Qiang~"

In the sky, Lan Qing and the black shadow completed another collision and retreated to both sides. After a slight pause, Lu Chen finally saw the other party's appearance clearly.

Men and women, Lu Chen can't tell the difference, if it is said to be a man, this person looks a little too marked, if it is a woman, the chest is flat, no matter how you look at it, you don't want to be a woman's figure. Fortunately, Lan Qingzhen didn't know what method he used, and he had already injured this demon who was neither male nor female, and compared to Lan Qing, he was more seriously injured.

"Sure enough, it's a demon~" Lu Chen said secretly in his heart.

Lan Qingzhen gasped slightly, his chest rose and fell, and the long sword shouted between his fingers: "Demon, dare to come to my Dongzhou for trouble, and you will be arrested before you tie your hands~"

I only heard the shrill laughter of the demon in the air, and the laughter was even rougher with femininity, neither male nor female: "Excuse me, don't be ashamed." If you want to let the real person catch it quickly, it's a fool's dream. If it weren't for the fact that the old wounds of the true people had not healed, with a few of you cultivators who did not enter the stream, they would have died a long time ago without a place to be buried. Today, I'll show you the power of the Soul Eater Banner. ”

The monster laughed, shook one hand, and a huge banner about three feet long and three wide suddenly appeared in his hand. The banner is made of pitch-black canvas and is supported by a black wood pole in the center. Holding it in his hand, an eerie black qi overflowed from the banner, and with this black gas, everyone heard the sound of the cry of the unjust soul, sharp and terrifying.

"It's not good, it's a low-grade magic weapon, get out of the way~"

Lan Qingzhen is a monk in the foundation building period, and he naturally knows the power of magic weapons, even if it is inferior, it is not something that mortals can resist. In particular, this kind of soul-devouring ghost sect magic weapon is the most powerful, which can use mana to devour the soul of the living, so that people cannot fall back into reincarnation, which can be described as extremely vicious.

Lan Qingzhen shouted in time, but no matter how fast it was, there was no fast soul devouring flag, and countless powerful ghosts wailed out from the flag, like a violent wind rolling up, and instantly took away the souls of more than ten living people, and the terrified court lieutenant on the ground ran around, roaring out in mourn.

Seeing this, Lan Qingzhen couldn't keep his hand. The long sword was handed over to the spiritual sense, and when the tip of his toes was slightly clicked, his hands quickly played countless tricks. Then I saw a hosta flying out of the top of its head, and suddenly it became larger.

The hosta was glowing with green light all over, and the cold light was shining, which was comparable to the aura emitted by the Soul Devouring Banner, and it was obviously also a low-grade magic weapon.

There are two types of magic weapons used by the monks of the Immortal Spirit Continent: magic weapons and spirit weapons. Each of them is divided into three grades: upper, middle, and lower. The higher the level of the artifact, the more powerful it becomes. Of course, this also depends on the cultivation of the person holding the magic weapon, if the difference is too large, the role of the magic weapon will also decrease. It's just that at this time, the demon who is neither male nor female has been seriously injured, although he has the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, he is less than half of the performance, and he can only confront Lan Qing but cannot win. After the two offset, it was a draw. However, as soon as the artifact came out, the situation was different.

"Cui Xin Hairpin, go~"

Lan Qingzhen shouted, the magic trick between his fingers moved lightly, and a wisp of true yuan mana poured into the hosta, pointing directly at the demon.

The demon did not show weakness, the soul devouring banner was recovered, and as soon as the true yuan was lucky, several powerful ghosts and unjust spirits flew out with a roar.

The two ** weapons clashed in the air, sparks flew everywhere, and after a while, everyone only heard an occasional explosion in the air, and Lan Qingzhen and the demon each spurted out a mouthful of blood and retreated violently.

"Poof~"

"Poof~"

Maybe the demon was too injured and couldn't do anything about it, so he turned around in a hurry and was about to leave. However, the direction he was aiming at was Zuo Qinghan and others.

The black long sword came from afar, and the disciples didn't know what to do for a while, and the place where the long sword was pointing was Zuo Qinghan.

The situation was extremely urgent, everyone was stunned by the speed of the demon on the spot, most people could already see what a tragic result would be after the black long sword was slashed, Zuo Qinghan was the new generation of elites of the Qianyumen, such a good talent was about to lose the opponent, but even Lan Qing was helpless.

"Huihan, hide quickly......"

"Senior Sister ......"

"Senior Sister ......"

Several eager and even exclamatory shouts rang out one after another, but none of them could match the speed of the black long sword......

At this critical moment, suddenly a crimson light suddenly lit up not far away, like a meteor in the midnight, instantly flooding with brilliant brilliance.

"Girl, get out of the ......"

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