Chapter 253: Mysterious Ice Warrior Lu Jing's Swan Song?
Chapter 253 Black Ice Warrior, Lu Jing’s swan song?
"The sword spirit has become the king and goes away. Kill the real dragon wherever there is a real dragon!"
"There is a demonic dragon that cannibalizes people, or sacrifices living creatures, but Lu Jing ignored the noble real dragon and killed it with his sword. The Dragon Palace was furious..."
"If you want to hear what happens next, let's wait and see what happens next time!"
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There is a middle-aged storyteller at Sifang Wine Shop on Xuanwu Street in Taixuanjing.
This storyteller was dressed as a standard storyteller throughout his life, wearing a dark blue robe and holding a gavel in his hand.
As the gavel fell on the table, making a crisp sound, many complaints suddenly came from the crowded restaurant.
"Sir, why did it end here?"
"Mr. Lu Jing killed the demon dragon. The demon dragon is the Crown Prince of Dragon Palace. What should we do?"
"Speak quickly, speak quickly, there is no need to wait until tomorrow. If you finish speaking this section today, I will be rewarded heavily!"
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The Sifang Wine Shop was noisy, with many people urging loudly, but the storyteller on the stage bowed to everyone and went behind the screen. No matter how much the tea drinkers in the Sifang Wine Shop urged, there was no sign of him.
"I have sent people to look for him a long time ago. This storyteller is not an ordinary person. He disappears after finishing his story every day. Even the shopkeeper of the Sifang Wine Shop can't find him."
In the private room on the second floor of Sifang Restaurant, Su Zhaoshi spoke to several women beside him in a calm voice.
"How could an ordinary person know what happened on the River Road?"
Ning Qiang held an embroidered handkerchief in her hand. As time went by, Ning Qiang's complexion improved a lot, her face was no longer pale, she had much more strength when she spoke, and she didn't have any minor coughs. She thought it was Mr. Eleven who was doing it for her.
The medicine I prepared had some effect.
But even so, Ning Qiang still had a little sadness in her eyebrows, but she didn't know why she was worried.
Sheng Zi lowered her head and sighed. For some reason, since Lu Jing left Beijing, Sheng Zi no longer likes to wear red. She is wearing a simple and elegant dress. The heroic spirit between her eyebrows is still there, but her eyes are filled with
Something different from the past, a lot of changes.
"I have already written to my father, but my father is on the march and I don't know if I can receive the letter."
Su Zhaoshi comforted Sheng Zi and said, "Lu Jing has always been able to turn danger into safety, so don't worry."
Lu Yi, who was still wearing two ponytails, also nodded deeply and said to Ning Qiang and Sheng Zi: "Sister Qiang, Sheng Zi, who is the third brother? Ever since he emerged, it has only been more than a year since he became a
A world-famous swordsman, he walks alone in the middle of the river. The most talented people in the world may not be able to compare with him.
If Longzi did such a thing, Third Brother is a big follower of the law, so killing him is a natural and right thing to do, so the Five Directions Dragon Palace will definitely not dare to take action against Third Brother."
In the past few days, Lu Yi often played with Sheng Zi, Su Zhaoshi, and Princess Anqing. He listened to several people's conversations and heard about many things in the world. He became much more mature than before.
In Lu Yi's heart, Lu Jing, his cousin, has been going higher and higher along the way, passing through passes and tribulations, and the same should naturally be true of the Hezhong Road.
As the blood mist of the Hezhong Road gradually became clearer, Su Zhaoshi and the two famous young men also understood the Hezhong Road more and more. They knew that the current Hezhong Road was complicated, especially when Lu Jing killed the dragon in anger, which pushed him to a new level.
In danger.
But because of this, the suppressed emotions in Shengzi's heart became more intense.
"Those dragons who committed evil things, if it were anyone else, would they draw their swords like Lu Jing did?"
When Sheng Zi thought of this, her eyes became more and more lonely.
"Singing songs to crush the monster palace, stirring up the five seas in joy!"
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"Crossing a thousand miles with a sword in the air, the wind is roaring and the thunder is loud."
"The sword energy has become the king and goes away. Where there is a real dragon, kill the real dragon."
In the past, the young man who wore simple clothes and studied hard in the cracks of the rockery has now killed Ryuko with a sword...
The gap between him and Lu Jing is getting bigger and bigger. Even though he knows that Lu Jing is in danger, he can only worry in his heart and cannot help.
He couldn't even leave Taixuanjing.
"There is a three-foot sword in the box, and he dares to kill the dragon like Wu Tan. I have to say that Lu Jing can be said to combine knowledge and action, which is admirable."
Su Zhaoshi dipped his fingers into the wine and wrote a few lines of Lu Jing's poem on the table.
"Because this mysterious storyteller has repeatedly said that Lu Jing killed the great dragon general of Ninghai and beheaded Longzi from the Dragon Palace, and because people all over the world like to hear stories about punishing evil and promoting good, Mr. Lu Jing's story of slaying the dragon has already been
It spread throughout Taixuanjing.
The common people all spread the word orally.
Many people even went to the library and said they wanted to erect a monument to Mr. Lu Jing inside the library."
Lu Yi stroked her palms and smiled and said: "The common people have always been simple. In the past, when they saw the many adults in Taixuan Jing, they always looked up.
Most adults will not pay attention to the glances cast from below.
But the third brother braved the wrath of the Dragon Palace and the danger of being chased by the dragons, resolutely killed the dragon general, crushed the blood beads, beheaded the dragon son, and avenged those innocent people who died tragically. How can these things not be praised by others? "
"Just like the previous painting on the boat..."
When Ning Qiang saw Lu Yi talking about Xu Baiyan, she quickly gave her a look.
This young lady from the Jiuhu Lu family was not stupid. She reacted immediately, lowered her head and stuck out her tongue.
"It is something that is beneficial to the people."
Su Zhaoshi said: "This incident also caused a stir among the scholars in Xuandu. In the library, the Imperial College and other academies in Xuandu, the young scholars were furious about this matter. They did not understand that under the bright daylight, the five directions
Why did the dragon son of the Dragon Palace dare to do such a thing?
Some gentlemen from the Imperial Academy have already gone to Hezhong Road to find out whether this matter is true or not. If it is true, the scholars in Taixuan Jingzhong will definitely sign a petition..."
"It's really... strange." Sheng Zi suddenly interrupted Su Zhaoshi: "This is so strange for a scholar in Xuanjing.
When I was studying, I was often full of passion, and when I saw injustice in the world, I was able to run around and cry out, hoping to clean up the filth in the world, and hoping that the evildoers would be punished."
"But once you get an official position and enter the court, it seems to be affected by something, and the warm blood in your heart seems to be frosted..."
Ning Qiang listened to the two talking and suddenly shook her head: "Not everyone is like this."
Lu Yi added: "When my cousin comes back, if he is willing to serve as an official in the court, he will definitely be a good official who cares about the people.
My cousin won’t change.”
After Lu Yi said this, he stood up again: "Sister Qingyue has been refining elixirs in seclusion in Shaomu Yuan for more than ten days.
According to Lu Yu, Sister Qingyue is extremely talented, and if she succeeds in this elixir, she will be able to sit in the clinic."
"My cousin and I will go to the library. If she comes out of confinement, we will tell Sister Qingyue all the news."
Lu Yi and Ning Qiang left together. Su Zhaoshi looked at the sky. It was already time to study. When he saw the dazed appearance, he couldn't help but sigh.
The word "love" in the world is the most touching and the most painful.
Su Zhaoshi had a deep understanding of the ups and downs involved. To this day, he and Ms. Chen's family could only exchange letters, so he naturally understood the suffering in Sheng Zi's heart.
He stood up quietly and left the restaurant alone so that Shengzi could be alone.
Even sitting in Sifang Wine Shop, her eyes fell in front of Sifang Wine Shop from the window.
Na Su Hei was pacing in place.
Sheng Zi couldn't help but think of Lu Jing stroking the horse's head and whispering softly a long time ago.
Perhaps since then, Lu Jing has been different from most people in Taixuanjing in her eyes.
There were many monks in Taixuanjing, but only Lu Jing at that time could see through Su Tui's heart and understood the reason why Su Tui wanted to die...
"I prepared red clothes. I didn't have time to see you off when you left, but you must come back safely so that I can take care of you in red clothes."
Sheng Zi was thinking this, but there was still deep worry in her eyes.
Dragon... is violent and proud.
Lu Jing angered the dragons all over the world... I just hope he can escape the disaster.
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The gate of Changliu City has collapsed, and the dragon bone plaque with the words "Bury the Dragon" written on it has fallen down. The sharp dragon bones pierced into the ruins, and the words "Bury the Dragon" are still clearly visible.
Lu Jing stood on the ten-foot-long plaque. The continuous wind and rain in the city gradually became lighter, but it did not wash away the blood in the city.
The smell of blood was pungent, and the black clothes on Lu Jing's body fluttered, bringing with it wisps of chill.
When the last dragon died in the clear cold light of the Rain Calling Sword.
The huge Changliu City has truly destroyed many dragons.
Seven hundred dragons either died in Changliu City, or died within dozens of miles of Changliu City.
On a high slope a hundred miles away from Changliu City, countless people were using their spiritual thoughts and mystical skills to watch the city.
Because the scene in this city is too shocking.
Dragon corpses piled up in the city, and blood flowed into rivers.
The ferocious dragon head smashed into the ruins and merged with those ruins, making the dilapidated city look even more terrifying.
"This Lu Jing... left no escape route for himself. Today he killed 700 dragons, including more than 200 true dragons.
All are dragon kings, and the dragon generals are top-notch. It seems that they really intend to fight to the death with the Five Dragon Palaces."
"There is no room for maneuver between Lu Jing and Wufang Dragon Palace.
Lu Jing killed Ying Xuanguang, the eldest prince of Taichong Dragon Palace. According to people in Taixuanjing, this Lu Jing had cut off the dragon horns and feet of four dragon sons and grandsons when he was in Taixuanjing.
I admire his decisiveness without any grace. If Lu Jing is afraid today and lets those real dragons go, do you think Five Directions Dragon Palace will let Lu Jing go?"
"What does Lu Jing have to rely on? How dare he act so arrogantly? Although he is enforcing the law, enforcing the law is only authority. He will not be held accountable by the court for killing people while enforcing the law, but he has no official status, just like the sword armor in the early years.
Generally speaking, as for his identity as the teacher of the library...the gentleman on the second floor, the library whose purpose has always been to preach and teach, is planning to make an exception for him?
If the Five Dragon Palaces are determined to kill him, if there is a Dragon Palace Dragon King, or those immortal old dragons come..."
"Isn't there an old dragon here? That old dragon has been cut into three parts by Lu Jing. Look, the old dragon's dragon balls are being played with by Ma Zhaoye.
Such a genius should be bolder. Maybe, if things get too bad, the Dafu court will naturally step in to protect him."
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These monks who came all the way to the River Road to find opportunities in Lutan talked with each other.
This is another scene inside and outside Dragon Burial City.
The Jingting practitioner of Daleiyin Temple has a high level of cultivation, and he just independently stopped the hidden dragon with a sixth-level appearance.
When all the dragons disappeared in the Dragon Burial City, Jingting Walker wiped the blood from his fists with his long sleeves. He didn't even look at anyone present, but turned around and left.
"Killing to stop killing is not compassion, nor is it the right way."
"It's just... Today there is a dragon that belongs to cannibalism but has not been killed. Someone killed the demon dragon, but was attacked by a group of dragons because of it... I am a traveler, carrying Guanyin to defeat evil, and I was born in a human womb. I was once a mortal being.
Knowing that reviving the people is not easy, he carries out the killing..."
Jingting Walker murmured to himself, seeming to comfort his own mind.
He drifted away and disappeared into the mist.
Lu Jing looked at his back, then turned to look at the Rain-Calling Sword. The Rain-Calling Sword flew through the air and shattered the clouds in the sky.
For a moment, there was neither wind nor rain on the road that the quiet pavilion walker was walking away from.
The Jingting Walker paused for a moment, then continued walking without turning his head.
Nan Heyu and Luo Shubai were extremely far away from Lu Jing. Their souls were dim, and the divine fire was no longer as strong as before. The depleted vitality slowly grew, and the battle with the dragons caused them great losses.
The same is true for the white ape. Its ten-foot-tall body is covered in bloodstains. It leans on a dragon corpse on its back, and its head is drooped. There is still a heroic spirit in its eyes, but its own energy and blood are far less strong than before.
Xu Xingzhi stood outside Changliu City, looking at the piles of dragon corpses around him, his eyes filled with blood.
He took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and closed his eyes tightly.
A full two or three breaths of time passed.
Xu Xingzhihu gritted his teeth and turned around abruptly. The remaining energy and blood in his body moved vigorously, and he rushed towards the distance. Within a dozen breaths, he could no longer be seen.
The evil sword he carried on his back was originally ordinary, but now it was glowing with blood.
Xu Xingzhi...is suppressing the desire from the evil sword.
This is also the reason why he never drew his sword when facing the dragons.
Neither draws the sword nor abandons it.
I don’t know what the connection between Xu Xingzhi and this evil sword is.
Nan Zhaoxiang crossed the river and stood in front of Lu Jing, looking up at Lu Jing.
Lu Jing was also a little puzzled as to why the Seventh Prince came to help him when he saw a member of the Su family and a guest from Duke Chu's palace.
Compared with Jingting Xingxing, Xu Xingzhi, Luo Shubai and other strong men, Xiangguohe's cultivation is much inferior.
He didn't have a first-class treasure like Qian Xiushui to protect him, so he was seriously injured.
Half of his body was mangled with blood, his left arm was severed, the nine innate Qi and blood in his body were disordered, and he was seriously injured.
Lu Jing jumped off the dragon bone plaque and was about to talk to him.
Xiang Guohe suddenly spoke.
When he spoke, his tone was very strange, and he obviously had a Nanzhao accent.
"Sir, I've been to the library several times, but I've never seen you."
Xiang Guohe was naked from the waist up, with a bit of shyness in his eyes.
"I wonder if I can... take a look at that supportive sentiment."
Lu Jing was slightly startled, then handed the heart-holding pen to Xiang Guohe.
Xiang Guohe seemed to have great respect for this pen, and struggled to lift his severed left hand so that he could take over Mr. Four's pen with both hands.
It was just that the injury on his left arm was too serious and it had not been healed. He tried crossing the river two or three times before he shook his head and took the pen with his right hand.
"Mr. Jing Xing... has mentioned the Chixin Brush many times. I came to Taixuanjing just to see the library, the Chixin Brush, and preferably Mr. Fourth's sword.
But, there has never been a chance.”
Xiang Guohe's eyes completely fell on Zhi Xin Bi, with a smile on his face.
Lu Jing watched Xiang cross the river, and suddenly remembered that Sheng Zi once said that Su Hei's master, Xie Jingxing, a great scholar who once packed up his luggage and went to Nanzhao to the smoke barrier, died in Nanzhao, and a young man sent Su Hei back to Taipei.
Xuan Jing...
Serious illness once spread in the Nanzhao rain forest. The source of the serious illness was a sick tiger. The great scholar Xie Jingxing, wearing a bamboo hat and straw sandals and carrying a book on his back, fed the tiger and went to the source of the serious illness and saved all people.
"It turns out that Xiang Guohe is a disciple of Mr. Jing Xing."
Lu Jing's eyes moved slightly, and when he looked into his hand, he found another sword box in his hand.
He carefully opened the sword box and found a wooden sword safely placed inside.
It is exactly a black sandalwood sword.
"This black sandalwood sword is not Mr. Fourth's real sword. It is used by Mr. Fourth when he practices swordsmanship."
Lu Jing took out the black sandalwood sword and handed it to Xiang Guohe.
Xiang Guohe quickly and carefully put the holding pen into the sword case. He wanted to wipe the sweat on his hands with his clothes, but then he remembered that his clothes were already stained with dragon blood, and he suddenly became at a loss.
.
Lu Jing smiled at him and said, "It doesn't matter. If the gentlemen in the library were all clean-blooded people, Mr. Jing Xing would not go to Nanzhao."
Only then did Xiang Guohe take the black sandalwood sword.
The Kaiyang Sword Seat of Jixia Sword Pavilion and the Mangyi Diao Temple stand side by side.
Qi Hanzhang and An Nijing stood behind them, looking at Lu Jing as well.
"That wooden sword is Mr. Shen An's sword?" Kaiyang Swordsman lowered his head, wanting to see that sword.
Qi Hanzhang and An Nijing also stretched their necks and looked at the two people in front of the dragon bone plaque from a distance.
At this moment, the young mangyi Diao Si suddenly licked his lips and said: "When we come to Hezhong Road, the government has its own order. If we encounter Lu Jing in the library... we will kill him without mercy."
The Kaiyang Sword Seat looks up.
Qi Hanzhang, An Nijing's breath stagnated, and he remained silent.
"Tong Diao Temple." An Nijing said: "Lu Jing is favored by the immortals who have fallen from heaven. He may ascend to heaven soon. It doesn't matter whether he is killed or not..."
"Have you forgotten the grudge between the mountain ghost Gao Li and your Jixia Jiange Jian Qiushui?"
The Tong Diao Si Pi said with a smile: "I know that Qin Ji is a good person, and I don't kill people on weekdays. I also know that the young master of the Qi family indulges in pen and ink, and I can't bear to kill Lu Jing, a master of pen and ink."
But you must not forget that you two are subjects of our Qi Kingdom. Lu Jing not only has a gap with Jixia Jiange and Hengshan Temple, but he is also disrespectful to our Qi Kingdom’s crown prince.
Since the imperial court has given us an order to kill him, but you are still so evasive, it is inevitable that you are a bit...disloyal."
An Nijing and Qi Hanzhang looked at each other, and both saw the worry in their eyes.
These two young Qi monks thought of King Qi Yuan sitting high on the throne.
He is powerful, violent and unprovoked, has killed countless people, and his temper has become more and more unpredictable. If he resists the will...
"I cultivated the Kaiyang Sword and reflected the Kaiyang Star. The sword energy once traversed the world of Qi, but I never took advantage of others' danger."
Kaiyang Sword Zuo glanced at the Tong Diao Temple, and then a breeze stirred in the sky, carrying him away.
"Leave this great work to Tong Diao Temple, Qinji, you come with me. My soul is weak now and I need healing, and I want you to protect me."
An Nijing was overjoyed and hurriedly saluted to Tong Diao Temple, gave Qi Hanzhang a look on his face, and immediately left with Kaiyang Sword Seat.
Qi Hanzhang looked at An Nijing, and saw Tong Diaosi still staring at him with that weird smile on his face.
"It's different when a senior comes here. If something happens, all you need is the Kaiyang Sword Seat to take care of it."
"But I came here alone, and the Qi family of Qi is not what it used to be. It is not as good as the Jixia sword pavilion, nor the Hengshan temple. If the ancestor comes out of seclusion..."
Qi Hanzhang sighed in his heart, and when he raised his hand, the dragon pen appeared in his hand again.
"Tong Diao Temple, since you are going to take action, you must be more agile. This Mr. Lu Jing... is truly extraordinary."
Tong Diao Si nodded slightly and immediately looked towards the river in the distance.
"Don't worry, Lu Jing's dragon-slaying platform can't kill anyone."
"Moreover, you and I are not the only ones who want Lu Jing to die here. Even two more Lu Jings will... die here!"
Tong Diao Si has a sinister smile on his face!
And in the dry river.
The second leader of the Huai Gang, Yuan Qishou, had a silver needle fly out of his ear!
Yuan Qishou flicked it, and the silver needle suddenly grew in size and turned into a silver gun, which fell into Yuan Qishou's hand.
Behind him, the eight hundred Xuanbing soldiers all stretched out their hands and grasped the spears behind them.
"Now is the time. In the Dragon-Slaying Battle, Yuxing Island Luo Shubai, Nan Heyu, and the white ape are all at the end of their game and will have no effect."
"The same is true for Lu Jing, but Lu Jing is a weird person. Since I want to kill him, I have to attack with all my strength and not give him any room to breathe."
Yuan Qishou's eyes were cold.
Immediately he raised his eyes and looked around the Dragon Burial City.
Hundreds of miles around, many divine thoughts and gazes fell.
"A man's words are like a tiger's. If so many people hadn't been watching, I would have already taken action when the old dragon came. My identity is secondary, but I still have eight hundred Xuanbing soldiers.
Everyone in the world knows that the Xuan Bing Jia Shi are the guards of the Jiansu Mansion. When your Highness is fighting for power, you must also take into account the opinions of the world and not leave a reputation for helping the dragon to commit evil."
Yuan Qishou was thoughtful, and if he helped the dragons kill Lu Jing, he would inevitably have conflicts with the monks who were helping Lu Jing.
Among them, there are many disciples of major sects and famous houses. It is always not good to have conflicts with so many people in full view of the public.
Yuan Qishou thought about this. He held the silver gun in one hand and pulled the cloak over his head after standing up with the other hand.
In an instant, the aura on Yuan Qishou's body changed drastically. His original sinister temperament became extremely hot, and the rich and masculine blood flowed into his limbs.
Lu Jing seemed to realize something and turned his head to look at the dry river.
But in the river, Lian'e Buddha was standing in front of the monk Shenxiu.
At this moment, Lian'e Buddha actually... had taken off the discipline beads around his neck.
The Buddhist discipline beads were wrapped around his right hand, and the Buddhist inscriptions on his body were slowly glowing.
"Junior Brother Shenxiu...I heard that you have profound Buddha nature and your understanding of the Tripitaka is only weaker than that of the Master of the Release of Wrath of Jokhang Temple."
With traces of blood shining in Lian'e Buddha's eyes, he clasped his palms together and looked at the monk Shenxiu holding a fishing rod.
Monk Shenxiu has a very high understanding and is famous in the world, but because he is young, his cultivation level is not as good as that of Jingting Walker from Da Leiyin Temple just now. However, the fishing rod caught more than ten real dragons, which is extremely powerful.
At this time, he was very exhausted, and looked at Lu Jing with embarrassment on his handsome face.
"Senior Brother Lian'e, sometimes you and I can't kill, but we help others kill good people, and the guilt is even heavier. I fished for dragons like this today, and if you stop me, I'm afraid it will be the same... The only difference is that dragons here are evil beasts.
Mr. Lu Jing is a kind person..."
Lian'e chanted the Buddha's name and remained silent.
But the murderous life and blood of the angry-eyed Buddha gushed out from his body, almost turning into a dome, covering the area dozens of feet around him.
Cheng Hui, who was next to Monk Shenxiu, looked at the Buddhist disciple of Landa Temple in front of her with some confusion.
Monk Shenxiu turned around, saluted Lu Jing, and said, "Mr. Lu Jing, please... run away."
Monk Shenxiu said exactly what he said.
Dozens of dragon-slaying monks who were resting in Dragon Burial City suddenly seemed to feel something.
Just at this moment, Yuan Qi held a silver spear in his hand and walked from the meandering part of the river.
The uniform sound of horse hooves, the rising power of Qi and blood, and the frightening killing energy surged one after another.
Eight hundred Xuanbing armored soldiers! Each one is a first-class elite soldier. They have lived on the battlefield for a long time and have developed a killing style!
Coupled with the array of black ice armors, black ice guns, and hundred-blood horses, the eight hundred sets of black ice armors and black ice guns seem to have a unique relationship, and the energy emanating from them is connected together, making these thousand
Six hundred treasures become more powerful.
The eight hundred Xuanbing armored soldiers practice the same battle formation method, and their qi and blood are connected. The eight hundred hundred-blood horses are tall and tall, and their qi and blood also flow into the bodies of the eight hundred Xuanbing armored soldiers. They look extremely powerful, and their qi and blood are condensed.
When they arrived at one place, the dragon-slaying monks who had their souls leave their bodies to heal their wounds all felt waves of burning heat and severe pain.
The monks' souls were sheathed one after another, sealing the true hall, preventing the souls from seeing the battle energy and blood.
"Xuanbing armor?"
Someone saw the origin of these eight hundred soldiers and asked, "Who is this leader?"
Yuan Qi pulled the reins of his horse and looked around at the monks in Dragon Burial City.
"These people...are really in the way."
"Without these people, we could have surrounded and killed Lu Jing."
Yuan Qishou snorted coldly in his heart.
But he said loudly: "This general has been ordered to come to see Mr. Lu Jing, and it has nothing to do with you.
Please...please leave this Dragon Burial City.
Luo Shubai had already noticed these eight hundred mysterious ice warriors, but it was only then that the young master of Yuxing Island raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Lu Jing just wrote a message to slay the dragon not long ago, and today he killed 700 dragons. In just a while, Lu Jing's fame will spread all over the world, and I don't know how many people will respect him.
This seventh prince actually wants to kill Lu Jing at this time?"
Nan Heyu had already stood up. She touched Qian Xiushui at her waist, but she felt that the sword energy Qian Xiushui responded to was very weak.
Her divine fire can no longer burn brightly, and humans cannot control too much vitality.
I'm afraid that the sword energy of wind and rain will not be able to be used!
Nan Heyu still had some disbelief in his eyes: "Is this Xuanbing armor here to kill Mr. Lu Jing?
Buddha Lian'e of Nalanda Temple took off the precepts beads... to stop Master Shenxiu from helping Mr. Shenxiu?"
She took a deep breath.
Nan Heyu is famous for his talent in swordsmanship and his feathered sword heart, but Nan Heyu only cares about practicing peacefully and does not know the dangers of this world.
"Lu Jing killed Ying Xuanguang because of the Dragon Pan Formation. It was obviously Ying Xuanguang who committed the evil deed, so Lu Jing's killing of him was a fair move.
It can be seen that Xuan Bingjia of Su Mansion wants to kill Mr. at this moment!
Yu Xuanlou is the seventh prince, and he has the blood of the Holy King. Regarding this matter, he doesn't want to blame the dragon genus, accumulate reputation, and eliminate harm for the people, but only wants to eliminate dissidents?"
For some reason, Nan Heyu hated Taixuanjing more and more. Now he also understood why Nanfengmian insisted on leaving Xuandu and going south to see the mountains and rivers.
The quiet mountains and rivers in Taixuan Capital are far from the whole world!
Nan Heyu thought this in his heart, but without much hesitation, he just stepped forward firmly and stood in front of the dragon bone plaque.
"I am Nan Heyu, Duke of Nanguo. I wonder which army you are a general in, and what is your name?"
Nan Heyu raised his chin and said, "You...if you want to take advantage of others' danger..."
"Miss Heyu."
Before Nan Heyu could finish speaking, Lu Jing's voice suddenly came from behind.
Nan Heyu turned around and saw that Lu Jing had opened his arms wide and folded his palms, saluting her meticulously.
After saluting Nan Heyu, Lu Jing used the same etiquette to salute all directions inside and outside Dragon Burial City.
He was neither impassioned nor talked about the dragon-slaying act. He just said: "Eight hundred Xuanbing armored soldiers, plus this monk who reflects the main image of the first-level spiritual official and the five-level divine image. You are here. In fact,
It's no longer possible.
I have kept your faces in mind, and from now on..."
"Mr. Lu Jing, want to repay us?" A wounded warrior frowned and said, "As you said in your essay, there are passionate people in the world.
You can slay dragons for dead people, and I, Liu Sanjun of Beichuan Dao, can naturally do the same, sir... We admire you, but we are not here to befriend such a famous genius like you, or to seek repayment from you in the future.
"
"Dragons are tyrannical. In the past, we didn't dare to slay dragons. Now, with your slaying of dragons and your status as a law enforcer, we dare to come here.
Because of this, we don’t ask for anything in return.”
A warrior who was holding a long axe, one of his arms was broken off, and he was carrying a corpse behind him spoke loudly.
Lu Jing fell silent and saluted everyone again.
"I am different. I want to be famous all over the world.
Today, I will slay the dragon with Mr. Lu Jing, Shizhang White Ape, Da Leiyin Temple Traveler, Yuxing Island Nanhe Yuluo Shubai, and dozens of heroes. When I leave the middle road of the river, I will spread the word!
Mr. Lu Jing, if anyone asks about this matter in the future, could you please mention my name, I am Zhang Tiequan of Northwest Road!"
"Mr. Lu Jing, don't be afraid, the old ape still has the strength to fight." The white ape stood up with difficulty.
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Among the dozens of people, the vast majority of them returned the greeting to Lu Jing, then silently turned around, bowed their heads and left the Dragon Burial City.
There are also a few who are like old white apes, silent, but they all hold their weapons tightly and frown.
Lu Jing gently waved his hands to the people leaving.
Some of these monks who left had lost their companions, some had their treasures worn out, and some were seriously injured and were dying.
Coupled with the origin of Xuanbing Armor, these people could kill the dragon in anger because of Lu Jing's law enforcement status, but due to the shackles of this world and the huge disparity in strength at this time, they did not dare to easily withstand Xuanbing Armor's edge.
Moreover, after Xuan Bingjia Shi, there are still Jiansu Mansion, Xuandu Li Family, Chu State Duke Mansion...
Every name is like a huge mountain.
Drunk lying in bed, calling out knights at night, the east wind blows into the dragon-slaying field...
"Three million sword energy flew into the air, causing Zhou Tianhan to be shaken... Is this going to be the last song?"
On the top of that hill, King Mingguang of Pingping Township placed the flag across his lap, sat cross-legged, and watched the scene in front of him with great interest, as if he was watching another big play.
"If you don't go through the calamity of death and rely only on talent and passion, how can you be worthy of sitting on the throne of Fuguangdong King of Pingping Township?"
When King Mingguang said this, he suddenly reacted and spat.
"This Lu Jing is not the King of the East yet, and the name of the King of the East is certainly not a blessing. The General and the Great Heavenly King may be too hasty. Let's see whether Lu Jing... dies or not!"
The place where King Mingguang sets his sight.
Yuan Qishou looked at the dozen or so people in Dragon Burial City and Nan Heyu who was unwilling to take a step back, and suddenly burst out laughing.
"Miss Guogongfu, the old white ape from Duanshou Mountain, and Mr. Luo from Yuxing Island... plus these dozen monks, if we are in full power, even if this general leads eight hundred Xuanbing armored men,
There are still one or two things to consider.
But after today's fight, you just stopped in front of the horse's hooves, and it was nothing more than throwing a skeleton of a weak person, and being arrested by a strong person, what effect would it have?"
"I am here under orders, but I don't have much patience. For the sake of your status, I would like to remind you all...leave."
Yuan Qi had just finished speaking.
Lu Jing suddenly took a few steps forward and walked in front of Nan Heyu.
"Useless sacrifice is too pedantic."
Lu Jing shook his head: "The so-called benevolence and righteousness sometimes have to give way to life.
Please leave and don’t make unnecessary sacrifices.”
"Besides, Lu Jing stays here just to see who the person hiding in the shadows is."
"I have seen the Seventh Prince, I have seen Lian E Buddha... Lu Jing, I want to see more clearly."