Lu Yuan stood there, not looking at Linghu Chong who was struggling to get up, but staring at Yue Buqun who was lying motionless on the ground and said coldly: "Stop pretending, get up.

For you and me, this is just a warm-up. "

Yue Buqun, who was lying on the ground, opened his eyes suddenly, glared at Lu Yuan fiercely, suddenly vomited out a mouthful of blood, turned around and said weakly: "This boy is very powerful, please help me from the two seniors!"

"Good, good, good!"

Fang Zheng's face was filled with annoyance and he shook his head gently, but his voice was like a bell, reverberating in the room.

The sudden lion's roar skill instantly broke the balance on the field.

Lu Qiantang's movements suddenly stagnated. Seeing this, Ren Yingying seized the opportunity and stabbed him in the throat with her sword.

Suddenly, two cold lights lit up in the room at the same time.

Linghu Chong spat out a large mouthful of blood, roared with red eyes, and flew into the air. The long sword in his hand came first, and the sword energy was so strong that it cut all obstacles to pieces.

With a crisp sound, the half-cut sword flew high into the air, spinning and inserted into the ground.

Just like this delay, there were already more figures in front of Ren Yingying.

Fang Zheng's face was solemn, he waved his cassock suddenly, and at the same time as the sound of cracking silk was heard, he stretched out his thin fingers forward.

Like picking up flowers.

In the teeth-piercing friction sound, Zuo Lengchan's body rose up, his sword came out like a dragon, and stabbed straight into Li Xunhuan, who had already vented his mind.

The sword is very fast, but Lu Yuan's body is faster.

Just when the sword was about to hit Li Xunhuan's body, a golden hand grasped the sword instantly.

Zuo Lengchan's mind trembled and he decisively abandoned his sword. When he retreated, he did not forget to lay down one after another ice energy in front of him to prevent Lu Yuan from using that domineering boxing technique.

Lu Yuan stood motionless, looking at the somewhat weak Li Xunhuan, and asked doubtfully: "Aren't you in good health yet?

It’s just one sword strike, how could you become like this? "

Li Xunhuan smiled helplessly: "I don't have as much inner strength as you."

Xiao Li's flying knife emphasizes the separation of life and death within one strike. Not only the internal force, but also all the energy and spirit of the whole body must be poured into it. Only when the strike is made without reservation can the strike be flawless.

As for Lu Yuan, he was still alive and kicking after throwing the two of them like flying knives... Not everyone can have an indestructible body and an internal strength far beyond the realm at the same time.

Just when Li Xunhuan was seizing the time to adjust his breath, Fang Zheng held the flying knife between his fingers, looked at the blood drops slowly rolling down from his fingertips, and sighed softly: "Could it be that you are Xiao Li Tanhua back then?"

Hearing this, Lu Yuan was surprised and said: "Do you know him?"

Fang Zheng shook his head and said calmly: "In his early years, the poor monk traveled around and heard about the reputation of Xiao Li's flying knife.

I heard that Li Tanhua went out to live in seclusion alone. Unexpectedly, she came back and became...a bodyguard? "

Li Xunhuan nodded.

Fang Zheng sighed in disbelief and said slowly: "As expected of Xiao Li Feidao.

He took action in a hurry and almost broke the poor monk's fingers. "

"Stop pretending here!" Lu Qiantang, who was almost killed, touched his neck and said dissatisfied: "We fought well, but you actually took action to deflect!"

Fang Zheng put his palms together and bowed, and said calmly: "The poor monk just doesn't want the donors to commit more sins of killing."

"If I kill her, I commit a crime. Is it just right for her to kill me?!" Lu Qiantang shouted angrily.

"If the benefactor is in trouble, the poor monk will naturally not sit idly by and do his best to help." Fang Zheng said without changing his expression.

"Try your best?" Lu Yuan sneered: "I'm afraid only you know how much effort you can exert."

"This benefactor has been hostile to me since just now. Can I ask the reason why?" Fang Zheng looked at Lu Yuan, his eyes as deep as a deep pool.

"You are already here, do you still want to ask me why?" Lu Yuan said in a deep voice.

"Master, there is no need to waste words with this son," Yue Buqun stood up holding the pillar, stared at Lu Yuan and said coldly: "He has gone astray.

The severity of hostility cannot be resolved by Buddhism. "

When Lu Yuan heard this, he looked at the other person, and after a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "With your murderous intent, are you blaming me for ruining your good deeds?"

Yue Buqun was shocked, but on the surface he remained calm and said, "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Let me think about it...if I hadn't appeared, you would have defeated the others and become the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance by now, right?" Lu Yuan looked at Yue Buqun's slightly blue face, touched his head and chuckled.

"It seems so.

The leader of the Five Sacred Mountains, who was originally a definite leader, was messed up by me, causing countless variables. If it had been me, I would have been murderous. "

Having his thoughts exposed, Yue Buqun took a deep breath and said seriously: "The leader of the Five Sacred Mountains is a virtuous person.

Yue is not talented. Although he has the intention to compete for the leader of the alliance, he is not arrogant enough to definitely defeat his colleagues in the Five Mountains Sword Sect!

If his skills are not as good as those of others, Yue will naturally look up to him as the leader of the alliance;

If I am lucky enough to win the alliance leader, I will always keep in mind the original intention of correcting the path and will never be dazzled by power and act recklessly.

The Five Mountains Sword Alliance is not an alliance between my family, but my comrades..."

"Stop talking." Lu Yuan waved his hands and said impatiently: "If I didn't know your details, I would have thought you were an upright gentleman.

It's a pity that you can deceive others with your words, but don't try to deceive me. "

Yue Buqun frowned and said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency and I are strangers to each other. How do you know what kind of person I, Yue Buqun, am?"

Lu Yuan smiled slightly and drew two lines on the left and right sides of his upper lip with his fingers.

No one understood what he meant, but Lin Pingzhi was already frozen on the spot, his eyes full of shock.

Yue Buqun's hands shrunk in his sleeves tightly pinched his thighs to prevent himself from showing a shocked expression. He forced himself to calm down and said, "What do you mean by this?"

"You have paid a huge price but failed to achieve your goal, you have exhausted all your agencies but you cannot get what you want." Lu Yuan showed a mysterious smile and said softly: "Isn't this a bad feeling?"

Feeling the doubtful glances around him, Yue Buqun used all his sense to restrain the violent murderous intention rising in his heart and said calmly.

"If your Excellency wants to delay time by talking nonsense, I will not accompany you."

These words were spoken in an unusually calm tone, but Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan's eyes sparkled with inquiry.

Others couldn't tell the clues, but they were very familiar with Yue Buqun.

Now Yue Buqun is obviously on the verge of breaking out.

What did that person mean?

What price did the master (father) pay?

Just when the two were confused, Yue Buqun moved again.

This time, his figure was as fast as a ghost, and his afterimage was all in front of Lu Yuan.

The Huashan sword technique, which was already light and agile, was as violent as a violent storm when used in his hand.

Everyone was stunned. Linghu Chong looked at Lu Yuan who was drowned by the sword light and murmured: "Has master's swordsmanship been so fast before?"

Seeing that Yue Buqun had taken action with all his strength, everyone hesitated for a moment and then moved together, rushing towards the other two people in the escort agency.

Zhui Ming took a sip of wine and forced Yue Lingshan back, who wanted to come forward. Before he could help, he was blocked by Taoist Chongxu.

"The Jianghu is about the Jianghu, please don't interfere."

Chongxu said it politely, but Zhui Ming felt that he had been firmly locked by the Qi machine, and if he made the slightest movement, he would be hit by a thunder blow.

As usual, Lu Qiantang wanted to block Ren Yingying.

But just as he swung Chixia, a long sword was suddenly stabbed straight into his throat, forcing him to retreat.

"Yingying, don't panic, I'm here to help you this time."

Linghu Chong used his internal strength to suppress the injury, holding the sword he picked up casually, staring at Lu Qiantang coldly.

Li Xunhuan stood still, looking at Zuo Lengchan and Master Fang Zheng in front of him, and said with a smile: "You two, can you give way?"

Zuo Lengchan said nothing, and the cold air spread from his body, forming white smoke that lingered around him.

Fang Zheng's cassock moved without any wind, his clasped palms glowed faintly with golden light, and he said in a deep voice: "As long as Donor Li doesn't move, we will naturally not be in trouble with Donor Li."

"Then there's nothing to talk about." Li Xunhuan flipped his palm and revealed a flying knife, and said with a gentle smile: "I only have one flying knife.

I don’t know which one of you wants to kill me?

Who wants to be killed by me? ! "

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