The young man who was called the eldest brother smiled and said: "Isn't that man injured? It's not in vain for the three of you to act in a scene. But let me tell you, third brother, your acting skills are really terrible. You were found out in just a few words.
You should learn more from Lao Er in the future. Look at him, his worried eyes and helpless sigh are so realistic! Even I almost thought I had a rough life."
Lu Rong chuckled and complained: "You can't blame me for that. I have been successful a lot in the past. Who is the second brother? He is a handsome, loyal and treacherous person. Acting is a piece of cake."
Lu Quan, who was standing behind him, suddenly burst into laughter. He was not as loyal as before. He smiled slyly and said in a teasing tone: "Hahaha, old man, did you hear that? From now on, read more books that will help you learn more."
Don’t always look at some character illustrations. Although the paintings are good, if they don’t move, what’s the point?”
The three of them chatted with each other, completely ignoring the four people opposite them.
Zhiyue took out the healing elixir from the square inch object and drank it. His energy gathered in the pierced palm and slowly recovered.
Feng Ziqing felt unhappy when he saw the three people across from him chatting leisurely, so he interrupted: "I said six crows' mouths, what are you doing? This is such a chat, why don't we start this fight?"
, if you don’t want to fight, leave immediately.”
"Six crows' mouths?" Lu Buzhe asked doubtfully.
After hearing this, Hua Shiyu reacted, sneered and said, "Huh, three people named Lu are chattering here, making a lot of noise, but they are just six crows' mouths."
Feng Ziqing turned around and smiled at Hua Shiyu. Not bad, there was a hint of tacit understanding. Although the latter's face was cold, there was something strange in his heart. It was strange, how could I agree with him?
The young man Lu Buzhe curled up his lips and said impatiently: "What's the hurry? We haven't figured out how to divide the dirty parts yet. What if the uneven dirty parts start fighting when the time comes? It will hurt the feelings of the brothers, right?"
Feng Zi chuckled and said, "It seems that you are determined to kill people and steal goods."
Lu Rong said disdainfully: "So what, how can you not take such a good opportunity? Besides, you are in the Dongyuan realm, how can you be so strong!"
Not far behind him, Lu Quan reminded him: "Lao San, his flying sword is very fast. Don't lose your life in vain because of your carelessness later."
Feng Ziqing raised his chin and said proudly: "You're quite knowledgeable."
While Feng Ziqing was talking to the other party, Zhiyue and the other three used their voices to form a line to discuss countermeasures, and finally reached an agreement. Zhiyue tried his best to contain the young Lu Buzhe, while Feng Ziqing used flying swords to disrupt the opponent's attack.
route, and the two of them killed each other as quickly as possible to gain the advantage as quickly as possible.
Zhiyue conveyed the result of the discussion to Feng Ziqing, who nodded slightly to indicate that it was feasible.
Feng Ziqing continued to talk nonsense with the other party to delay time, while Hua Zhiyu and the others took the opportunity to replenish their Yuanli as much as possible after taking the Yuanli Dan.
The three people surnamed Lu naturally have the same idea.
After the two sides talked nonsense for a while, they suddenly closed their mouths in a tacit understanding, and the surrounding area suddenly became quiet.
After a while, Feng Zi smiled lightly and said to the young man Lu Buze: "It seems that everyone has the same idea."
The young man smiled and nodded, "Not bad, how is your recovery?"
"good."
"Then let's start?"
Feng Ziqing glanced at Zhiyue beside him, whose eyes were firm.
He turned to look at the young man and said loudly: "Let's fight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the different-headed sword came out and stabbed Lu Buzhe quickly.
Zhi Yue's sword on the side was waving, and several rays of sword energy quickly flew towards the young man.
At the same time, Hua Shiyu and Mingshan Xue flashed, surrounding Lu Rong one after another, with lotus images protecting them, and their long swords fell; Mingshan Xue's purple bamboo shook slightly, and the bamboo leaves fell,
With a gentle sweep, it flew quickly towards Lu Rong's chest.
Attack from the front and back in one go.
Lu Rong's eyes were filled with shock. He wanted to kill him with one strike. These two women were so vicious! He dodged to one side and shouted loudly: "Brother, save me!"
The young man frowned slightly, shouted angrily, and his momentum suddenly increased. He took out the dagger in his hand and stabbed Mingshan Xue straight away.
At the same time, he swayed and came to Zhiyue, then punched out and hit the sword that Zhiyue was protecting on his chest hard. The latter groaned, vomited blood, and flew backwards several feet.
It fell to the ground far away.
Seeing that the situation was unyielding, Lu Buzhe swayed and appeared in front of Zhiyue again. He raised his foot and stepped hard on Zhiyue's chest. The latter couldn't dodge and had to summon a talisman from a square inch object.
, and blocked the boy's feet, trying to block as much force as possible.
With a bang!, the ground beneath Zhi Yue exploded, and his body immediately fell into a pit. The opponent's calf was already covered in his blood.
At the same time, Feng Ziqing quickly swept behind the young man with a few steps, raised Fuwei high, and slammed it down on the young man's back. At the same time, he controlled the foreign head to intercept the young man's dagger.
Bang! Fu Wei hit the young man's back hard, but the young man didn't suffer much damage. He just bent his body slightly. Then the young man suddenly stood upright, and his Yuanli shook. Feng Ziqing was knocked back by the Yuanli and flew out.
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Feng Ziqing's mind changed rapidly, and then he controlled Fu Wei to stabilize his body after flying upside down.
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the other side.
Ding! The dagger was stopped by Yishou on the way. Lu Quan, who was standing not far behind him, was about to step forward to help. With a hiss, Yishou flashed past again like lightning.
Lu Quan suddenly felt pain on his face. He touched it with his hand and looked at the blood in his hand. Only then did he really feel the speed of the flying sword. He stared at the flying sword suspended in front of him, with anger in his eyes, but he was helpless.
The stopped dagger did not choose to continue stabbing Ming Shanxue, but turned around and stabbed Feng Ziqing, who was knocked back.
Feng Ziqing's thoughts were divided into two. While controlling the foreign head, he kept dodging the pursuit of the dagger. When he couldn't dodge, he was directly blocked with Fuwei. Fortunately, Fuwei was strong enough, and the dagger
The speed was not very fast, so apart from being scratched in many places, he did not suffer any serious injuries.
Feng Ziqing knew that among all the people present, he was at the lowest level and was not taken seriously, which was normal. The dagger was just trying to contain him temporarily.
The scene was extremely chaotic.
Seeing that there was no hope of rescue, Lu Rong felt cruel. After dodging the attacks from the other side, he sprayed out a mouthful of life essence blood on the long sword in his hand. The long sword suddenly made a buzzing sound, and then sword shadows continued to escape from the sword body.
It came out, rose quickly, and then quickly fell towards Hua Zhiyu and the others.
Clang clang clang!
Nearly a hundred sword shadows stabbed the lotus image and the purple robe one after another, but without exception, they could not cause much damage to the two of them. The one that stabbed the deepest was embedded in the lotus image, not even close to Hua Shiyu's neck.
There is a sword shadow three inches away.
He was filled with hatred, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Hua Shiyu snorted coldly, took a step forward, and chased after him. Then the sword moved forward and stabbed into Lu Rong's chest with a puff.
at the same time.
Puff puff puff!! The purple bamboo leaves penetrated through the wound stabbed by the long sword one by one. After entering the body, they quickly turned into leaf blades and twisted Lu Rong's heart wantonly, crushing the heart to pieces.
Lu Rong's face suddenly turned pale, the sword in his hand lost its strength and fell, and blood continued to flow from his mouth. He looked very miserable.
Seeing this scene, Mingshan Xue couldn't bear it, and Ye Ren's control strength couldn't help but weaken a bit.
Seeing that he had an opportunity to take advantage of, Lu Rong refused to give up and roared. The energy in his body surged, his aura suddenly changed, veins popped out, and his eyes were blood red.
He smiled wildly, looked a little crazy, and shouted gibberish.
Seeing this, Hua Zhiyu secretly thought that something was wrong, this guy seemed to be desperate, and then he shouted loudly: "Mingshan Xue! Now is not the time to be merciful! Have you forgotten what the sect leader said!"
Hua Shiyu shouted, and in an instant, the words that the sect master said before going down the mountain rang out in the snow on Mingshan Mountain.
"When fighting at the foot of the mountain, you must never be soft-hearted. I, a disciple of Yuntian Sect, can die, but I must not die because of mercy! Otherwise, you will never think about the sect avenging you after death!"
Thinking of this, her eyes gradually became firm, and she exerted all her energy. The leaf blade in Lu Rong's body became sharp again, twisting along the tendons, and finally came to his natal Qi Palace.
Naturally, Hua Shiyu would not let go of the opportunity. While drinking the Mingshan Snow, the natural thing in his body emerged from his chest, which was a budding lotus.