In those years, the cultivators we cut together

Lin Xiaolu also lowered his gaze slowly as they descended, then looked at the sedan chair and shouted:

"Where is the evildoer! Tell Dad not to kill!"

A crisp voice sounded, and the eight weirdos still stood motionless, but the curtain in the sedan chair opened automatically, revealing the people inside.

This is a middle-aged man wearing a white carved gown.

The middle-aged life is very delicate, with heavy makeup on his face as if he was singing in a big drama, and a delicate white hat with a white peony tied on it.

And his hands are also covered with all kinds of jade finger rings, and in his right hand he holds a white bone fan with bamboo and embroidered chrysanthemums.

On the whole, this middle-aged man gives the impression that he is a rich and wealthy son of a family. Except for the heavy makeup on his face, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable, everything else is exquisite to the extreme.

Ah He, who was squatting in the darkness at the side, was startled when he saw this man, and tried his best to suppress his breath, but she could feel that this man who was not easy to mess with should have found herself, but she didn't know Why did he keep shaking his fan, and stared at senior brother Xiaolu with eyes hidden in makeup, as if he had no time to talk to him.

In the arena, Lin Xiaolu was also looking at the man curiously, and when he saw the ten jade ring fingers in the man's hand, both eyes turned green!

This is a big fish!

He became interested in an instant, with a look of eagerness to move, while the man with an indistinguishable voice danced his folding fan gracefully, and looked at Lin Xiaolu in front of him in admiration:

"What a handsome young man, and he is so masculine, and he is still a child. Even though there are countless men in this seat, this is the first time I have seen such a baby."

After finishing speaking, he greeted the eight faceless men:

"Don't hurt him, capture him alive, I will enjoy it carefully tonight."

As soon as the voice fell, the eight faceless people raised their pitch-black faces at the same time, and then dissipated into black smoke with a "swipe" sound!

The next moment, eight people soared in front of Lin Xiaolu at the same time, forming a fan shape as a whole, facing him firmly with those eight dark faces, which shocked Lin Xiaolu.

After half an hour~

Lin Xiaolu was holding the Da Geng bronze vessel, and with one blow, eight people were scattered.

After three breaths~

Lin Xiaolu raised his hand and made a stance of subduing the tiger, a faceless man was split in half in the air.

After five breaths~

Lin Xiaolu shattered the head of a faceless man with a close punch.

After eight breaths~

Lin Xiaolu tied a faceless man's ankle with a Youzhou lock, dragged him around in circles and yelled while shaking him.

After ten breaths~

The eight faceless men were all killed.

Ah He in the corner immediately smiled when he saw this scene, he was overjoyed.

As expected of Senior Brother Xiaolu, he is really too strong.

In the arena, Lin Xiaolu stood in the middle of the corpses of the eight faceless men, thrust the huge Dageng bronze vessel beside him, then clapped his hands arrogantly, looked at the middle-aged man in the sedan chair and said disdainfully:

"Uncle, your puppet is not very good, and you can't help but beat it too much."

The eight puppets were destroyed, but the middle-aged man with heavy makeup didn't take it seriously at all. Instead, he looked at Lin Xiaolu and waved his bone fan leisurely:

"It's interesting to be able to easily destroy the eight guards of this seat without even a trace of spiritual power."

After the indistinguishable voice finished speaking, his body suddenly flew out of the sedan chair, rushed to Lin Xiaolu at an extremely fast speed, and then chuckled lightly in front of him:

"Little brother, uncle is going to order you!"

Lin Xiaolu:? ? ?

In the street, Lin Xiaolu looked at the man in front of him who smelled of rouge, without even thinking about it, he just kicked him, then picked up the Da Geng bronze vessel and chopped it off at the head.

"Disgusting uncle, are you a man or a woman?" Lin Xiaolu scolded while chopping.

But this middle-aged man in a white long gown was like a boneless ghost, circling around Lin Xiaolu, no matter how fast Lin Xiaolu swung his knife, he couldn't cut him down.

"Little brother, of course uncle is a man, but uncle likes a little brother like you very much."

"Wow!"

Da Geng bronze swayed horizontally, and the air was torn apart, but the man still dodged at a strange speed that seemed slow but actually fast.

"Uncle, do you like me? How about if you have the ability to let me cut you and let me know how much you love me? Look at the knife!"

In the street, Lin Xiaolu swung his knife faster and faster. The four-meter-long Da Geng bronze ware danced like a bronze iron pillar, dancing like a tiger and a tiger, and it danced with afterimages. The whistling sound continued, but it was He couldn't hit the man, Lin Xiaolu couldn't even hit him with the Youzhou lock, and he was so anxious that he couldn't get well.

"Little brother, your strength is really great."

The weird uncle went around behind Lin Xiaolu, pressed his ear, and praised in a soft voice, Lin Xiaolu's disgusting goosebumps arose, and he kicked towards the sky behind him, but he flashed past him again.

"Ahhhhhhhh I hacked you to death!"

In the arena, Lin Xiaolu, who was disgusted by the disgust, burst out with full speed, the air was chopped and crackled, and the whole person also brought a double image, but he still couldn't cut the ghostly man in white, straight to the ground. Ah He on the side looked shocked.

There is no doubt that this man is in the alchemy state, and it is also a very strange alchemy state. Brother Xiaolu's knife actually touched him several times, but his body seems to be very soft, and he can always use a strange way to get out of the knife. Floating over without getting hurt, he firmly suppressed Senior Brother Xiaolu the whole time.

In the arena, the man played with Lin Xiaolu for a while, and then with a "heh" smile, he came behind Lin Xiaolu, raised his folding fan and slapped him on the back of the head.

"When~"

Lin Xiaolu was unharmed!

"Hey, my brain is hard!"

Lin Xiaolu yelled, shook the Dageng bronze and started to circle around, and continued to fight with the man in white. During this time, the man in white was looking for a place to attack Lin Xiaolu, but nothing worked. Lin Xiaolu's hard Qigong combined with With his true energy and internal strength, coupled with his body of a flood dragon, he was not afraid of his attack at all, which made the man in white frowned slightly.

He found that neither he nor Lin Xiaolu could do anything to each other.

In the middle of the field, he pondered for a while, then suddenly walked around behind Lin Xiaolu again, and then blew lightly into his ear,

"Whoo~"

The warm breath blew out, and Lin Xiaolu, who was originally tense, shivered suddenly, and at the same time he couldn't help shivering, the man in white suddenly picked up his fan and slapped it again!

"Bang!"

"what!"

Lin Xiaolu let out a scream, covered her head and turned around, tears of pain came out.

"Can you still be so disgusting when fighting in the magic way? Shame on you!"

In the street, the man in white landed gracefully, then smiled slightly:

"It doesn't matter if it's disgusting or not, as long as uncle can taste you."

After finishing speaking, he moved his body again, flew straight to Lin Xiaolu, and at the same time shouted with a smile:

"Little brother, you just follow my uncle~"

"I follow your uncle!"

Lin Xiaolu was completely annoyed by nausea, picked up the Dageng bronze vessel and threw himself on it again, his veins popped up, and he roared loudly:

"If I don't hack you to death today, I won't be a foolish foster father!"