Can Shizun attack once?

The flying speed of Luo Qingyu's Yujian is unparalleled in the world, and even Wei Shengyin, who has already reached the stage of Mahayana, is slightly inferior to Luo Qingyu in terms of flying speed alone.

It can be said that Luo Qingyu's flying speed is No. 1 under Ying Wushou, or Ying Wushou's heyday.

Ying Wuchou before falling asleep and him who has not recovered his scales at this moment may not be able to catch up with Luo Qingyu.

When Ying Wuchou was still reasoning with the five elders in the underground palace, Luo Qingyu brought "Xuanyuanze" back to Qingtian Sword Sect in an instant, and he had already left the farthest range that Ying Wuchou could see with his current skills.

After Ying Wuchou left the underground palace, she tried to take a look, but she didn't see anything.

Cen Shuangluo was carried by Luo Qingyu, his thoughts were extremely confused for a while, he didn't know how to face this situation, he didn't even know whether to use Xuanyuanze's appearance or his own to face Luo Qingyu.

Because in Cen Shuangluo's dream, Xuanyuan Ze was killed by Luo Qingyu's sword piercing his heart.

Every time he dreamed that Xuanyuan Ze took his skull and fell from the sky, he would wake up from the dream.

But the dream about Xuanyuanze did not disappear, he appeared in the dream where Luo Qingyu was the protagonist.

Cen Shuangluo dreamed that he was lying on a mountain full of swords, and one of the keel swords floated in front of him, drawing a water curtain in the air, and on the water curtain, he saw Xuanyuanze's ending.

Xuanyuan Ze was just lifting off his own skull, intending to replace the skull he snatched from Cen Shuangluo on his own head.

At this time, a sword light flashed, a sword passed through Xuanyuanze's chest, and the sword fell to the ground, turning into Luo Qingyu.

Xuanyuanze looked at Luo Qingyu, with blood dripping from his mouth, he murmured: "Senior brother, you..."

Luo Qingyu looked calm, and his voice was as cold and ruthless as a rock: "Junior Brother, I admire you very much. You are the person I admire most besides Master."

Xuanyuanze smiled: "I understand, but it's a pity that I'm only human after all, right?"

"You really understand me." A smile appeared on Luo Qingyu's cold face.

Xuanyuanze's body suddenly burst into countless sword qi, and he instantly turned into dust under the sword.

A bloody long sword flew to Luo Qingyu's side, Luo Qingyu reached out and patted the hilt of the sword, and said in a low voice, "You are free."

The moment the bloody long sword was released, on the mountain where Cen Shuangluo was lying, thousands of swords blared together.

The swords on the mountain seemed to lose their shackles in an instant, and they flew into the air one after another, breaking away from the mountain's control.

The voices of "Cen" and "Cen" were endless, and it was only then that Cen Shuangluo in his dream realized that at least half of the swords on this mountain were stuck in his body.

And his body is as huge as a mountain peak, hundreds of meters long, and his black scales reflect the light of black gemstones.

He looked up to the sky and groaned in pain, and let out a dragon groan.

Every time he came here, Cen Shuangluo would wake up.

Among so many dreams, Cen Shuangluo didn't really believe in this dream.When he had this dream, he didn't know that he was a dragon, he only thought of himself as a human being, how could a human being become a dragon?

At this moment, touching the inner alchemy on his waist, Cen Shuangluo understood that the black dragon that Luo Qingyu sealed on the sword mound was him.

It was also because of this dream that Cen Shuangluo was not sure whether he would continue to pretend to be Xuanyuanze.

Because no matter it is the black dragon or Xuanyuanze, they will all be killed by Luo Qingyu in the future.

This god of killing doesn't even let anyone from his sect be spared.

Luo Qingyu flew too fast, and the two soon arrived at the sword-testing stage of the Qingtian Sword Sect, without giving Cen Shuangluo time to think about countermeasures.

After being put down, Cen Shuangluo decided to follow suit, and simply pretended to be unconscious, lying on the ground motionless.

He is a cold-blooded animal, and feigning death is a natural ability, so it is very easy to pretend to be half dead.

"Fifth Junior Brother." Luo Qingyu pushed him.

Cen Shuangluo continued to pretend to be dead, anyway, his whole body was as black as charcoal, and he looked seriously injured.

Luo Qingyu squatted down and looked at Cen Shuangluo, as if he was very embarrassed by the situation.

At this time, a person came to the sword testing platform, and after falling down, he shouted: "Luo Qingyu! You escaped again! Half a month ago, you rushed into the Wandu Gate and snatched away the meat they had been waiting for for hundreds of years. Ganoderma lucidum, if you snatch the elixir at the moment of maturity, you will disappear. Now people from the Wandu Sect have come to your door, please return the fleshy Ganoderma lucidum to them!"

The person who came was Yu Zheng, the elder of the deacon hall of the Qingtian Sword Sect. He stared at the mountain protection formation, and as soon as he saw Luo Qingyu came back, he rushed over to ask for an explanation.

This Luo Qingyu, in order to save Ying Wuchou, has been looking for elixir for so many years, after robbing the east and west, he hides back to the Qingtian Sword Sect whenever he has something to do, causing everyone to come to the Qingtian Sword Sect to ask for things.

Fortunately, Luo Qingyu snatched the medicine only to save people, and every time he was sure that the elixir could not save Ying Wuchou, he would return the medicine to others.

Those who were robbed didn't lose anything, but the Qingtian Sword Sect has made countless enemies, and now everyone is yelling and beating them.

The most exaggerated thing is that Luo Qingyu's reputation for snatching medicine has spread. In the past few years, all sects who have lost things have come to the Qingtian Sword Sect, and many who have not been stolen by Luo Qingyu will also be counted on their heads. It is simply a disaster without reason!

"I haven't tried the medicine yet, so I won't return it." Luo Qingyu said.

Yu Zheng was originally a man with strong swords and bones, and he also had an uncompromising character in the Qingtian Sword Sect. The deacon elders that the disciples were afraid of, how could anyone dare to disobey his orders.

However, he is a man made of flesh and blood after all, and he cannot hold back a stone.

"You have been out for half a month, why haven't you tested the medicine? And have you really tried the medicine? Isn't it impossible for you to enter the formation formed by Ying Wuchou?" Yu Zheng tried to reason with Luo Qingyu.

"Put the medicine outside the formation for one night and see if the master is awake. It works if you wake up, and it doesn't work if you don't wake up." Luo Qingyu said.

Yu Zheng: "..."

Cen Shuangluo pretending to be dizzy: "..."

Dare Luo Qingyu test the medicine like this?

Cen Shuangluo remembered that the reminder in the dream was that Luo Qingyu brought the elixir back to the sect to wake Ying Wuchou up. Thinking about it now, Ying Wuchou didn't take Luo Qingyu's medicine at all, Ying Wuchou woke up by himself ah!

No wonder he rushed to Zang Jingu first. Even though Luo Qingyu hadn't delivered the medicine, Cen Shuangluo still ran into Ying Wushou in the small town hotel.

The legend that Ying Wuchou was awakened by the medicine found by the third disciple is simply false!

Yu Zheng persuaded Luo Qingyu: "Your medicine will never save Ying Wushou, trust me, return the medicine to him."

Luo Qingyu frowned and said: "That can also be used for junior brother, he was injured by lightning."

"Really? Let me see." Yu Zheng stepped forward and saw Cen Shuangluo, and exclaimed, "Which junior brother is this? Why is it so dark? Is it your sixth junior brother who studies medicinal herbs all day?"

"It's Xuanyuan Ze. He was injured by the Thunder Talisman of the Void Stage, and he is still unconscious." Luo Qingyu explained.

"Oh, that's serious. Your junior brother is only at the peak of the Nascent Soul, right? If you were struck by a lightning strike in the Void Stage, your internal organs might be destroyed. You really need some elixir that can life and death human flesh and bones." Yu Zhenglue Proficient in medical theory, based on injury analysis alone.

Luo Qingyu immediately took out the ganoderma lucidum and handed it to Yu Zheng: "Cure him."

"Don't be in such a hurry! This is someone else's property, you have to return it!" Yu Zheng pinched his brows with a headache, "Let me see his injury first."

He stepped forward and stretched out his fingers to press the veins of Cen Shuangluo's wrist, wanting to penetrate a trace of true energy to check the injury.

Cen Shuangluo knew that if he continued like this, he might be found to have a different technique from Xuanyuanze, so he moved his body and slowly opened his eyes.

"Wake up!" Yu Zheng exclaimed in surprise.

He is an old-fashioned and simple person, nearly two meters tall, much taller than Ying Wuchou, Luo Qingyu looks like a child by his side.

However, between the two, the tall and tall Yu Zheng seemed to be the softer one, while Luo Qingyu's sharpness of sword energy could not be concealed at all, just looking at him made his eyes hurt, as if being stabbed by a sharp weapon .

Cen Shuangluo withdrew her hand by taking advantage of the movement of getting up awake.

Yu Zheng didn't notice this detail, but asked, "How does your body feel?"

Cen Shuangluo thought about it, and felt that although he was sober at the moment, he knew very little about the relationship between Xuanyuanze and Luo Qingyu, and he didn't understand why they turned against each other and brothers killed each other.

Under the unknown situation, the best way for him to protect himself is to...

Ying Wushou's blindfolded, pitiful look flashed through Cen Shuangluo's mind.

In a flash of inspiration, he opened his mouth, as if to say something, but couldn't make a sound.

Cen Shuangluo tried her best to speak, but she made a sound like a blown bellows.

He decided to play dumb.

In this way, many inquiries can be avoided. Even if Luo Qingyu mentions the relationship between their seniors and brothers, he can express it with a bunch of body language that others cannot understand.

"My throat was damaged by lightning, and I can't make a sound for a while." Yu Zheng diagnosed, "Don't worry about talking, this is a skin trauma, take some elixir, and it will recover in a few days. Tell me, how is your dantian? , Does it hurt, how is the true energy running? Is there pain in the internal organs?"

Cen Shuangluo made a gesture of cheering up, indicating that his injuries were not serious.

He gestured to Yu Zheng for a long time, and Yu Zheng came to a conclusion: "The injury is not serious, and you can recover by taking some healing pills. These common pills can be picked up in the deacon's hall. I just write a note and you can help him get the medicine." .Okay, after looking at the injuries, I'm sure there's no need for Ganoderma lucidum, so you can return the elixir to Wandumen, right?"

Luo Qingyu nodded, and handed the radiant medicine to Yu Zheng.

Yu Zheng said to Cen Shuangluo: "Mr. Xuanyuan, you are Ying Wuchou's disciple, that is, the honored guest of our Qingtian Sword Sect. I will take Luo Qingyu to solve the matter of the elixir. You go to the guest room to rest for a while. I've settled this matter, and I'll come back to you."

Cen Shuangluo nodded.

When he got to the guest room, while Luo Qingyu was arguing with the people from the Wandu Sect, he immediately left Qingtian Sword Sect.

He can first turn into an ordinary disciple, and after he goes down the mountain, he can find a big city as soon as possible, and become an ordinary person to blend in with the crowd. No matter how strong Luo Qingyu is, he will not be able to find him.

Yu Zheng sent Cen Shuangluo to the guest room first, then found a disciple from the deacon's hall to take care of him, and then took Luo Qingyu away.

Cen Shuangluo lay on the bed and coughed twice, the disciple came up to ask him if he wanted to drink water.

This disciple only had the strength of the Foundation Establishment Stage, Cen Shuangluo tapped him lightly on the back of the neck, injected a burst of true energy, and the disciple fell asleep.

Cen Shuangluo carried him to the bed, covered his head with a quilt, changed into his clothes, wiped off the scorched black on his body, and turned into the ordinary appearance of this disciple, ready to leave Qingtian Sword Sect.

He is not familiar with the terrain of the Qingtian Sword Sect, so he can only analyze it based on experience. Generally, the disciples of the sect at the foundation stage are not free to go down the mountain, but need to go to the deacon hall to receive some missions to go down the mountain to eliminate demons before they can receive orders. cards out.

After getting the token, he can use the excuse of asking for the map under the mountain, try to look at the map of the Qingtian Sword Sect, and find the prepared path to leave.

Fortunately, he was arranged in the guest room of the deacon's hall. After searching a few rooms at random, he found the main hall where the task was received.

He stared at the task wall, quickly looking for tasks suitable for going down the mountain during the foundation building period.

In the main hall of the deacon's hall, there was a disciple of the hall waiting for him, who seemed to be unfamiliar with Cen Shuangluo and did not initiate a conversation.And Cen Shuangluo was lucky, there were no other disciples in the main hall to lead the task, he knew that nights were full of dreams, if someone came in at this time and said hello to him, he would easily reveal his secrets when he opened his mouth.

So he found a suitable task as quickly as possible, and reached out to get the task card.

At this time, a sword cultivator at the Jindan stage walked into the deacon hall, and saw at a glance that only Cen Shuangluo was looking for a task in the main hall, and immediately said: "I have a more urgent task, and you are here, so you don't need to get anything else. Do my work first."

Cen Shuangluo put down his hands and looked at this person with a calm but murderous gaze.