Xiuxian is like this

"..."

The veins on Lu Lianwu's forehead were throbbing, and he was a man of few words. Ten of them together were no match for Lu Bei's one, and the entire Changming Sword Sect participated in the battle, and they were no match for the three and four Hu brothers.

The God Transformation Realm can be reborn with severed limbs, and his self-healing ability is amazing. He used the guise of spying on information to cultivate for a while, and he recovered from his serious injuries. He flicked the blade of the sword with five fingers, and plucked strands of silk-like sword light.

Different from the majestic offensive before, the sword's intent is concealed in the sword light, the moves are unpredictable, and every step of the trap contains murderous intent.

Ashamed to say, as a sword cultivator at the God Transformation Realm, he was afraid of Lu Bei's ability to fight in close quarters, so he changed his attack and won with exquisite sword moves.

There is a traitor from the Tianjian Sect in the Xuanyin Division, who is still a genius who is comparable to the state of transforming gods with his innate body. If he is not killed today, he will become a serious disaster in the future.

Kill!

Lu Bei moved his body around, relying on his tyrannical speed, and his body, which was hard to hurt with the sword aura, shuttled among the sounds of the sword glow and zither. He tried to approach Lu Lianwu several times, but was blocked by the silk-wrapped sword aura.

The killing intent splits the skin, stings the subcutaneous nerve, and then...

[You temper your body with sword energy, painstakingly polish the sword body, make progress, and make persistent efforts]

So you are such a sword body!

Lu Bei's eyes widened, and he applauded even after being beaten, it's really cheap!

He tried it, and his clothes were torn, his skin gradually bled, and he grinned in pain.I found that although the experience has increased, but the increase is too slow, far inferior to the milk of the emperor's master, and the idea of ​​​​fighting Lu Lianwu for three days and three nights dissipated.

"The other party is a master of the God Transformation Realm, and Hu Si's mana is seriously consumed. If this stalemate continues, I may lose my life."

Mu Jiling looked anxiously, and asked Hu San, who was beside him in a daze, "What are you waiting for, why don't you use Mr. Hu Er's magic weapon?"

He wants to use it, but he needs it!

"Go son."

"What do you mean?"

"A godson is a adopted son, not his own."

Hu San played a sloppy eye, and didn't dare to tell the truth, for fear that Mu Jiling would see through the signs and pass the news to the emperor's master who was far away in the capital.

Hu San wasn't worried about the emperor's master buying people's hearts, because as soon as she bought her, Lu Bei would immediately lean over, worrying that it was useless.

What Hu San is worried about is that the grass on the wall will be able to come from both sides, people's hearts will be scattered, and the taste between brothers will not be pure.

No, he has wandered around the rivers and lakes for many years, and finally found a good brother who has a similar taste.

He agrees, and mother Hu Er also disagrees.

"What the hell is this kid doing? If you have any hole cards, show them quickly, and I won't say it secretly..."

Hu San muttered in a low voice, and quietly held the talisman in his hand. After thinking about it, he suspected that Lu Bei's hole card was his big brother.

……

buzz-

Lu Lianwu hangs in the air and does not move, with five fingers twirling, the machine will kill thousands of people, like playing the piano, pulling out the materialized ripples.

The sound of the sword swayed, and in an instant, silk threads twisted and scattered.

The substantive airflow dances with his fingertips, every thread, every strand is a sharp weapon for killing, thousands of them converge, and they directly weave a big net to cover Lu Bei layer by layer.

"You are a man, you can play music so well, where did you make a living before learning swordsmanship, and how many benefactors did you have?"

"..."

Lu Lianwu was unmoved, the last sword sound fell, and his five fingers clenched in the air suddenly, drawing thousands of silk threads and turning them into fishing nets, each root was wrapped in sharp sword energy, cutting everything to pieces in an instant.

Lu Bei's face changed, and he was about to pull back when his feet hurt suddenly. Looking down, he saw the sword's aura turning into threads, entangled him in place at some point.

There is also a large sword silk net surrounding it through the ground, looking around, it turns out that the playing of the piano is fake, the formation is real, the spider web has already been woven, and it shrinks rapidly from all directions, leaving no room for escape.

There was the sound of the metal being cut and rubbed by the sword wire wrapped around the ankle, and a thin line of blood burst out quickly.

Lu Bei took a deep breath, looked at Lu Lianwu through the heavy sword thread, raised his fist, swung it out, and delivered another shocking blow.

boom! !

The sky is three feet high, and the ground is three feet deep...

However, after a vigorous effort, it declined again. Lu Bei's mana was severely consumed, and he no longer had the destructive momentum he had before.

The only achievement was that he smashed the mountain protection formation, and Mu Jiling, who had harmed the maintenance formation, spit out a mouthful of blood, all of which covered Hu San's face.

Fox three: ...

The wind is light, and how many idle clouds emerge.

Lu Lianwu landed with his sword, and slowly walked towards Lu Bei who was gasping for breath. The leader of the enemy waved his hand and fell, his eyes were calm and without any emotion.

"You have consumed a lot of mana, and I still have some energy to spare. This time, I won the sword intent sparring."

"That's right, I've consumed a lot of mana, and you lost."

Lu Bei grinned, showing the arrogance of a successful plot: "It's been half a year, I've been waiting for this day for too long!"

Repair: 9050/39970

Life: 25821/39470

[Cultivation level is less than 30%, the judgment is successful, the skill 'backtracking' is activated, the strength and speed attributes are doubled, and the duration is five seconds]

属性：力量4916、速度5144、精神1461、耐力1297、魅力200、幸运3

Lu Bei took a step forward, and the afterimage of the fist edge faded and disappeared.

The skill 'Sword Body' is activated;

The skill 'Hua Yao' is activated;

The skill 'Blood Rage' was activated, and the target Lu Lianwu was captured, and the judgment failed;

The skill "Dark Tide" is activated, accumulating Qi + crit, and the attack power is increased by 200%;

The skill 'Chang Chong Jian Yi' is launched, and the attack power of sword moves is increased by 300%;

The skill 'Innate Qi' is launched...

Because Changchong Sword Intent and Xiantian Qi consumed too much mana, the bonus of this punch was far less exaggerated than last time. Fortunately, the strength attribute was doubled in advance, and the output barely reached 12.

Bang!

With a punch, he passed by.

Lu Bei retracted his fist and stood with his hands behind his back. The sword body burst into a large amount of bloody arrows. Behind him was Lu Lianwu whose body and broken sword were slowly atomized.

"So that's the case, you are also pragmatic and learn everything about the Demon Sect's skills."

"But after this trick, how long can you live?"

"I'll wait below..."

Chapter 123 The Deep Seed of Magic Thought

[You kill Lu Lianwu and gain 300 million experience points. After judging that the opponent's level is greater than 300 levels, you will be rewarded with [-] million experience points]

[You have completed the task [Catch the criminal]]

[You have completed the main task: Take people according to the order and get 60 experience]

[You have completed the side mission: stand out from the encirclement and get 100 million experience]

[You complete the hidden mission: Destroy the Changming Sword Sect, and get 400 million experience points according to your contribution]

Lu Bei sat down on the ground, and stuffed a lot of healing medicine into his mouth. The punch just now killed Lu Lianwu, and he himself was seriously injured.

What is speechless is that the body of the sword was injured in many places, but the message reminded him that he had improved through hard work, and asked him to make persistent efforts.

Injury is equal to cultivation, sword cultivation is really a wonderful flower in the world of cultivating immortals.

What's more, the basic healing medicine is no longer worthy of his status, and pouring the whole bottle into his mouth as a meal has little effect, and it is imminent to improve the alchemist level.

For example, there is a good thing called 'Magic Pattern Pill', which can be refined by a senior alchemist.

The magic pattern pill has a single function, it can simulate being enchanted, and strengthen the resistance of the practitioner to the evil thoughts.It is also called the magic vaccine in the mouth of the players. Every time the magic thought is defeated, the experience of the main skill will increase to varying degrees. Because the upper limit can be expected, it is very popular among the players of the European Emperor.

As a member of the European Emperor players, Lu Bei had taken the "Magic Pattern Pill" before traveling, and he missed it for a long time.

"Eliminate the Changming Sword Sect... When did I do it?"

He frowned slightly, and relaxed it after a while. As expected, when Mu Jiling escorted the prisoner to complete the task, Xuanyin Division's next big move was to cleanse the disciples of the Changming Sword Sect in Wuzhou.

Huangjizong and Tiejianmeng are gamers, neither side will end up, and it is a foregone conclusion that Changmingjian faction Fengshan will be suppressed.

According to this statement, his contribution was indeed very outstanding by beheading the head, the deputy head, and several elders.

Gaining 400 million experience, Lu Bei was not happy, and even a little bit dissatisfied.

There is definitely something wrong with the programmer's algorithm!

The NPC he cooperates with doesn't have a personal panel, and it's useless to get experience. What's the point of dividing the experience pool according to the contribution?

I hope to fix this BUG as soon as possible, and then make up for the experience owed to him.

……

"It turns out...really..."

Mu Jiling wiped off the blood stains on his mouth, feeling uneasy for a long time, respecting the strength shown by Lu Bei, but also disgusted that such an outstanding talent turned out to be Hu San's brother.

God is really blind.

Next to him, Hu San was only much more shocked than Mu Jiling. Think about Lu Bei who was struggling in the dragon formation and saved his life by relying on the sword talisman left by his senior sister, and now look at the explosion with only his own strength. Lu Bei in the God Transformation Realm...

It was difficult for Hu San to overlap these two people.

too fast!

Steady and fast, if you continue to practice at this speed, you will be able to sit on an equal footing with the emperor, master, and grand master in 30 years...no, 25 years.

"No wonder this kid is full of confidence. It seems that he really has the ability to save Ling Xiao Jianzong."

Hu San put away the Light Escape Talisman clutched in his palm, replaced it with another one, locked onto Lu Bei's aura, and raised his hand to snuff it out.

The blue light dissipated, and Lu Bei, who was horribly injured in the water curtain, was alive and kicking in an instant. First, he gathered up the fragments of the broken knife, reunited them into one, and then rummaged through the atomized land of Lu Lianwu, looking for the possibility of falling into the universe ring. .

Impossible, the vast majority of monks in the innate realm, except those who practice muscle flow, as long as their aptitude is not too bad, they can open up a small space for storing things by themselves.

Lu Lianwu has already transformed into a god, so how could he still use such a low-level storage space as the Qiankun Jie.

"As expected of you, it's still the original taste."

Hu San shook his head, changed his face in a second, rubbed his hands and stretched out towards Mu Jiling: "Hahaha, I would like to admit defeat, mine is mine, you are mine now."

"Go away, stay away from me."

Mu Jiling covered his chest with both hands, and with murderous look in his eyes, he warned Hu San not to act recklessly.

"You are not allowed to touch it. That is my baby. Take your hands away quickly. I will take them to the sun today when it is sunny after the rain."

Snapped!

The obscene words were too explicit, the old lady Mu Jiling, who couldn't stand such a scene, slapped Hu San on the face, and slapped him into the wall.

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Hu San was embedded in the wall and was still chattering endlessly: "My surname is Mu, you don't mean what you say, my second brother worked so hard to win me the nanny..."

"Dirty embryo!"

Mu Jiling left quickly, and before he left, he did not forget to say harsh words: "Listen clearly, when I treat you as a human being in the future, you'd better behave like a human being, and if you dare to use me as a dirty word, I will castrate you!" about you."

After a while, Lu Bei's probe appeared at the scene of the crime, glanced at Hu San who was motionless, and carefully poked him with his hand.

"Don't make trouble, pull me out quickly, my head is stuck."

"Which head?"

Lu Bei was secretly happy, not in a hurry to rescue Hu San, and asked the case: "What happened, where is Mu Ziwei, are you looking for sex again?"

"He ran away, afraid of being castrated with me."

The three foxes buzzed in the wall: "Hurry up, don't dawdle, I've been stuck for a long time."

"Don't rush, just do it."

Lu Bei hugged Hu San from behind, and pulled him out of the wall after a few times of strength: "Quickly, why did you make Mu Zizhen angry?"