City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

Just as Lu Hongyun expected, Duan Donghai is not that kind of reckless and impulsive person. After silently weighing the strength of the two sides, he decisively gave up the idea of ​​immediate revenge.

However, Duan Donghai knew that even if he did not retaliate now, he still had to say something cruel, otherwise he would appear to be too weak and incompetent as the elder of Zixiazhuang.

"Elder Lu, this matter is right or wrong, let's leave it alone for the time being. You Huamanlou disciple killed my Zixiazhuang disciple, this is always a fact! I will truthfully report this matter to the owner. Bear the anger of my Zixia Village!"

After Duan Donghai left this cruel remark, he asked several junior disciples to collect the bodies of Qiu Jianren, father and son, and three other Zixiazhuang disciples, and then waved his hand and led all the Zixiazhuang disciples to leave quickly.

"As far as I know, Zixiazhuang has always been arrogant and domineering, how will it suffer this big loss? Maybe a few days later, they will send the strongest Zhuangzhong to come to kill us!"

Zhao Wanqing frowned as he watched Duan Donghai and the others flying the spirit weapon.

He Wuji said: "Come on, just fight again!"

Zhao Wanqing gave him a roll of eyes and said, "If Zixiazhuang sends all the middle and high-level people to come, can we win?"

He Wuji said: "In order to deal with our people, Zixia Village shouldn't be so exciting, right?"

"Not so?"

Zhao Wanqing said: "I remember a small sect where there was no strong Yuan Ying who was sitting in the town decades ago. Because it provokes Zixia Village, Chao Geishi, the owner of Zixia Village, personally led the four elders in the village, The sect is destroyed. Does this count as a way of invigorating the teacher?"

Lu Hongyun said, "Sister Zhao made sense. The owner of Zixia Village, Chao Geishi, is a man who must be retributive and cruel. When dealing with a small sect, he is always inspiring and acting personally, let alone dealing with how many of us? He sent It is not impossible that a great elder will come!"

He Wuji didn't know much about Zixia Village, and asked, "The Supreme Elder of Zixia Village, what cultivation is it?"

Lu Hongyun said: "Yuan Ying is high-level."

"Hi..."

He Wuji took a breath.

If it is a mid-level Nascent Soul, they can join forces to fight each other, but the strength of the Nascent Nascent high-ranking power exceeds them too much, not to mention contending, and there may not even be room for escape.

"I originally wanted to wait until Feng Peng lays his eggs to see if he could scramble for a few Peng eggs to take away, but now it seems that we should withdraw as soon as possible. It is important to save our lives!"

Although He Wuji was not afraid of the sky, he knew that he would definitely die if he stayed, so he wouldn't be so stupid that he wanted to fight for the Pengdan.

Lu Hongyun said, "The egg of Fengpeng is hard to come by. We finally got here. If we go now, it will be a pity. So... I will let Li Yu take Fang Bai back to the flowered building and report to the host. To make it clear. If the host can send an elder of the building to help out, we can be sure of nothing."

The elders of Huamanlou have the same cultivation level as the elders of Zixiazhuang. If they can come to sit down, Zixiazhuang will not act rashly.

Lu Hongyun asked Lu Liyu and Fang Bai to go with him, but he actually had another idea.

Lu Liyu and Fang Bai are the weakest among them. In case Zixiazhuang's revenge comes faster than expected, let them leave early, maybe they can escape.

He Wuji and Zhao Wanqing knew this well and readily agreed.

Fang Bai and Lu Liyu are smart people, and can vaguely guess Lu Hongyun's thoughts.

Lu Liyu thought that although the place was far away from Huamanlou, the two of them flew with the spirit weapon, and it took only three or four days to come back and forth. They should be able to come back before the Zixiazhuang disciples came to ask their stepmother and the others.

"Let's go now."

Lu Liyu and Fang Bai exchanged glances, and bid farewell to Lu Hongyun, He Wuji, and Zhao Wanqing, and drove the spirit weapon to fly.

"Sister Zhao, the knife of your disciple is extraordinary!"

Lu Hongyun watched as he stepped on the blood-drinking knife and dragged out a red-lighted Fang Bai that escaped the sky, and his eyes were a little bit bright.

Zhao Wanqing said: "Yes! His sword, I can't even see what level spirit weapon is! I want it to be a Wangpin spirit weapon!"

He Wuji on the side said with a look of envy: "I asked that kid, his sword is called the Blood Drinking Mad Saber, and it was obtained from a martial arts ruin. It is not even clear for him. Wangpin Spirit Tool is very possible!"

When the three of them mentioned Fang Bai, the topic became more, especially when He Wuji talked about Fang Bai's various chance encounters, Lu Hongyun and Zhao Wanqing were both admired and envious after hearing about Fang Bai.

Fang Bai, a twenty-something-year-old consummate martial artist, has explained the exercises and taught secret techniques to He Wuji, a strong Yuan Ying, who is more than two hundred years old, and He Wuji has also benefited a lot from it. Such things, Lu Hongyun and Zhao Wanqing and the two have never heard of it, and this has led to greater interest in each other.

Soon after, He Wuji, Zhao Wanqing, Lu Hongyun and several Huamanlou disciples flew up to a nearby mountain and sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, waiting for Feng Peng to lay eggs.

Fang Bai and Lu Liyu controlled the blood-drinking crazy sword and the green bamboo sword respectively, and flew towards the direction of Huamanlou with all their strength.

Lu Liyu's green bamboo sword is a holy grade medium-sized spiritual weapon, which is much different from Fang Bai's **** mad sword.

And the warrior controls the spirit weapon to fly, and the speed has a great relationship with the level of the spirit weapon.

Although Lu Liyu’s cultivation base is stronger than Fang Bai’s, her real combat power is much weaker. In addition, the blood-drinking knife on the upper white is much higher than her green bamboo sword. Therefore, Lu Liyu is slower than Fang Bai’s flight speed. More than a little bit.

The two originally flew side by side, with a distance of about ten feet between them. After flying for a while, Fang Bai started to drive the **** mad knife and approached Lu Liyu.

"Li Yu, come to me! I'll take you to fly!"

When the two were less than three feet apart, Fang Bai stretched his left arm towards Lu Liyu and said loudly in the face of the mighty sky.

Lu Liyu said, "The speed will be slower if the two fly with a magic weapon!"

Fang Bai smiled and said, "No! If you don't believe me, come and try!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Liyu stretched out his hand to hold Fang Bai's palm, and then put his spiritual weapon, the green bamboo sword, into the space ring, and fell on Fang Bai's **** mad knife.

"Hold my hand! Go away!"

Fang Bai's body was slightly side, and Lu Liyu's hands were held together, and the **** knives were urged by spirit to fly at full speed.

"Swish..."

Ten thousand meters high in the sky, the Blood Drinking Mad Knife is like a meteor falling from outside the domain, drawing a long dazzling red light, the speed is incredible.

Fang Bai used his divine sense to urge the blood-drinking mad knife to fly, while Lu Liyu used the wood aura to form a wooden aura around him, and Fang Bai protected it together.

Nevertheless, because the flight speed was too fast, the two of them could still hear the sharp whistling in the surrounding air, which was the sound of the violent friction between the wood spirit and the air.