Could it be that those girls are coming to kill me in the middle of the night?!
Probably not.
If Lu Ruo
above.
It can even be said that even if he returns to his peak after overcoming the tribulation, Han Sanqian still feels that he cannot beat the old man.
So in this case, does Lu Ruoxin dare to take action?
Or maybe she planned to talk to herself about Mo Yang and Dao Twelve?!
But what Han Sanqian didn't expect was that Han Sanqian had been waiting the whole night, and no light had ever come on in Lu Ruoxin's room, let alone that this woman came to see him in the middle of the night.
But just when Han Sanqian was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, he even wondered whether the old man sweeping the floor had capsized in the gutter, failed in his prediction, or was just overthinking.
When he turned over again, he didn't know when Lu Ruoxin was standing in front of his bed, dressed in white.
"what?"
"Your three friends, Dao Twelve and Mo Yang, are safe. Don't worry, I have never tortured them. On the contrary, they are in management and living a good life. Now, are you at ease?" Lu Ruoxin
said coldly.
"How are you going to let them go?" Han Sanqian said coldly.
"I have made conditions earlier." Lu Ruoxin said calmly: "However, I am not interested in talking to you about this now. Come out with me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ruoxin walked out quickly.
Han Sanqian wanted to refuse, but when he saw Lu Ruoxin walking out of the house, and the words of the old man sweeping the floor kept ringing in his ears, after thinking about it, Han Sanqian followed him out.
The two of them walked out of the house one after another and stopped on the central platform far away from the house.
"I'll do it, look."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ruoxin moved and soared into the sky.
Under the moonlight, she looked like a fairy, flying quickly in the air.
Immediately afterwards, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand flashed and moved in the air.
Her posture was mysterious, her movements were flexible, and her swordsmanship was at a tricky angle. Even though she was as powerful as Han Sanqian, he was completely attracted by her swordsmanship and couldn't help but watch her intently.
If Han Sanqian learned how to use the jade sword from the old sweeper's method of trapping ants, and it is a heavy sword without an edge, which is ingenious and ingenious, then Lu Ruoxin's swordsmanship is brilliant and brilliant.
But it’s also extremely subtle.
Every move is extremely offensive and magically defensive at the same time. It is really rare to see Han Sanqian who is both offensive and defensive in every move. After she finished her sword skills, the sword
The whole woven by the shadow is simply invincible, strong and indestructible.
powerful!
"This is the Lu family's twelve-finger sword technique, do you understand?"
Lu Ruoxin finished her sword dance and fell down.
Han Sanqian was stunned, what does this mean? She is teaching herself the swordsmanship of their Lu family?
Han Sanqian couldn't help but look up at the moon above his head. The sun didn't fucking come out.
"Did you take the wrong medicine?" Han Sanqian frowned.
"You only have half an hour to learn it. After half an hour, I will teach you another set of spells." Lu Ruoxin said coldly, without even looking at Han Sanqian.
Han Sanqian was dumbfounded. What's next?!
Han Sanqian couldn't help but open his eyes. He really wanted to see if someone had put a knife on Lu Ruoxin's neck. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been like this.
However, strangely enough, Han Sanqian shook his hand, pulled out the jade sword, and swung the sword in the same posture as Lu Ruoxin had just done.
On the ground, Lu Ruoxin didn't even look at him, and calmly told Han Sanqian his inner thoughts.
Han Sanqian's talent was indeed outstanding. When Lu Ruoxin finally raised his head after reciting the mental method, Han Sanqian had already successfully played with the Lu family's twelve-finger sword in mid-air.
"The Lu family's twelve-finger sword is related to a person's ten fingers. When the sword is drawn, it is like a person's ten fingers attacking." Lu Ruoxin reminded Han Sanqian after seeing him finish his sword dance.
"Didn't you say a twelve-fingered sword? What about two more fingers?"
"The murderous finger and the soul-breaking wisdom are just like your ten fingers can be clenched into a fist or extended into a palm." After Lu Ruoxin finished speaking, he glanced at Han Sanqian: "Are you tired?"
"If you're not tired, I'll teach you the second set of spells."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ruoxin flew directly into the air again. With a wave of his long sleeve, the Xuanyuan Sword immediately flew into the sky. Then, the Xuanyuan Sword turned into two, two into thousands, and thousands into ten thousand.
Seeing this scene, Han Sanqian was stunned again. Isn't this what this bitch used to beat himself on the top of Qishan Mountain?
Han Sanqian still remembers those ten thousand swords like rain to this day.
"Xuanyuan Sword Formation!"
This is one of this woman's most powerful killing moves. She even teaches herself this? What on earth is she going to do?!
"You see clearly, the Xuanyuan Sword Formation is much more difficult than the Twelve Finger Sword Technique!" Lu Ruoxin noticed Han Sanqian's distraction and shouted coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, ten thousand swords fell from the sky.
What Han Sanqian didn't expect was that the moon suddenly shrank into the dark clouds, and Lu Ruoxin's figure also changed into two, and two into four...
No...isn't it?
She's a bitch, isn't she?
Han Sanqian slapped himself. Wasn't he really dreaming? Is this... is this bitch crazy?
