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Chapter seven hundred and ninety first escape

call!

call!

Two heavy hammers circled above Lu Sheng's head, forming a black-gray shadow, and fierce whistling sounds continued to be heard.

"!!!??" Wang Houzhong's expression changed wildly. Although he was very strong, it didn't mean that he could face a thousand-jin hammer charging at him at such a high speed.

"Take my move, Skylark Chongling!"

Before Lu Sheng finished speaking, a black hammer crashed towards Wang Houzhong.

boom!!

A stone wall exploded out of thin air and collapsed.

At the critical moment, Wang Houzhong dodged to avoid it, and the area where he was hit on the outside of his arm felt hot.

There was a slight sweat on his forehead. Between the dignity of being a grand master and his own safety, he ultimately chose safety.

He looked back. The pupils in his eyes shrank slightly.

The black hammer that hit the wall just now disappeared.

"No!" He hurriedly turned back, but it was too late. A harsh whistling sound came towards him.

He hurriedly covered his body with his arms, his head hunched over.

boom!

An unimaginable force hit his arms hard. Wang Houzhong's eight-phase golden body was fully activated to block the spikes on the surface of the hammer, but the huge impact still made him take more than ten steps back, and his back was severely hit.

Hit a stone pillar.

Click.

There were cracks on the surface of the stone pillar, and it was obvious that it was almost broken. The hammer smashed into a wall on the edge and was embedded in the middle. Lu Sheng pulled it out with force, flew out and swept towards Wang Houzhong again.

"Condensation!" Wang Houzhong roared angrily, opened his arms, and grabbed the flying copper hammer hard.

Bang!

He actually held the giant hammer firmly in front of him with both hands.

"Stupid!!" Lu Sheng swung another black hammer, and the black hammer full of spikes actually caused a sharp roar in mid-air.

boom!!

The black hammer hit the surface of the copper hammer hard, and the huge impact made Wang Houzhong, who was barely holding on, unable to hold on any longer. He vomited blood on the spot and flew backwards.

But this time, he didn't stagger back. Instead, he clicked on his toes in the middle of the flight, releasing his force one after another. Then he raised his right hand.

There were three crisp sounds, and three rays of silver light flew towards Lu Sheng's face.

"Die!!" At this time, he no longer planned to subdue Lu Sheng. The opponent was basically a master at the same level as him. His physical body and strength skills had reached the peak, and he was flawless and flawless.

He tried to get closer several times but was unable to do so.

There are almost no loopholes in the double hammer's surround.

Lu Sheng was not afraid, and the chain on his hand suddenly lifted up. With three crisp sounds, he easily stuck the flying knife in the hole of the chain.

Wang Houzhong avoided the double hammers, pulled out the flying knife from his arms again, and kept shooting at Lu Sheng.

Every time Lu Sheng wanted to rush forward, he was forced to dodge by the flying knives. The two of them were fighting fiercely for a while, and they were inseparable.

At this time, the gate of the wall in front of the Yeshan Sword Sect's main hall was constantly being smashed with thousands of kilograms of hammers and was riddled with holes. It was a mess.

The disciples and elder deacons who were originally lying on the school grounds took the opportunity to move their bodies to a relatively safer place in the main hall.

Listening to the piercing roar outside, the elders Wang Yue and Yan Qinrong looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Few people died in the main hall, and Wang Houzhong had been merciful from the beginning.

It wasn't until Supreme Elder Song Xinru appeared later that he became excited and didn't pay attention to the proportion of his attacks. But at the beginning, he refrained from killing.

Song Xinru leaned against the door of the hall, looking at Wang Houzhong and Lu Sheng from a distance as they were getting further and further away.

"Who is that person?" She looked shocked, looking at Lu Sheng, who was as good as Wang Houzhong.

There was silence in the hall.

After a while, Wang Yue smiled slowly and bitterly.

"He is Chen Ziluo, the third disciple of Du Fengzi's lineage. However, he has always been low-key in the past and never fought for anything. Unexpectedly"

As an elder, there are such terrifying monsters with divine power among the disciples, but they are completely unaware of it. Even when they are in desperate situation, they are rescued by these disciples.

This is simply extremely embarrassing.

Song Xinru coughed several times.

"That child must be carefully guided, otherwise, once he goes astray, the consequences will be unpredictable."

"Don't worry, we will live up to your trust!" Yan Qinrong said firmly in a low voice.

Song Xinru sighed slightly, but when she thought of Lu Sheng's look when he appeared just now, that weird and dangerous look, she had a bad feeling in her heart.

"There is still no news from the leader and others." Wang Yue said in a low voice.

"Could it be" that someone has already thought in a bad direction?

Boom!!

Suddenly there was a loud bang, and then there was no other noise.

Everyone was so impatient that they stood up one after another and came to the entrance of the hall, looking into the distance.

I saw a tall figure covered in blood, dragging two heavy hammers, walking into the mountain gate step by step.

"Win!!" Wang Yue was moved for a moment and quickly stood up and walked out of the hall.

The rest of the people followed and came out. Everyone stood on the school ground, looking at Lu Sheng who was approaching step by step.

"Ziluo" Wang Yue looked at Lu Sheng complicatedly, "Thanks to you this time, otherwise our Yeshan Sword Sect's thousand-year foundation may have been destroyed in one day."

Lu Sheng looked around at everyone. Although there was a lot of blood on his body, it was not his. He coughed a few times and was about to speak.

"Since you are so powerful, why didn't you take action earlier!?" Suddenly an angry voice came from among the disciples.

"You have to wait until we all suffer heavy casualties before you are willing to expose your so-called strength?!" the voice continued.

"Who! Get out!?" Song Xigru shouted loudly, waving his sleeves and shaking.

Suddenly, a pale young man among the disciples rolled over and was driven out by Song Xinru, who waved his sleeves and drew a needle-shaped hidden weapon.

"My lord, I was right! If he had taken action earlier, why would we have seriously injured so many people! My brother, my brother, should have had a very good future!!" As the man spoke, he burst into tears on the spot.

Song Xinru, Yan Qinrong and Wang Yue were about to scold them, but suddenly a messy sound of heavy breathing came from a group of disciples.

When the three of them took a closer look, they discovered that most of the disciples had red eyes, were excited, and looked at Lu Sheng with a hint of hostility.

"Do you know what you are doing??!" Wang Yue coughed several times and roared fiercely.

Everyone fell silent, but no one answered.

No one mentioned it before, but now that someone was taking the lead, everyone could easily think of why Lu Sheng didn't take action until the end instead of showing up to stop Wang Houzhong from the beginning.

Although he seemed to have just arrived in the end, Lu Sheng had been in the faction all the time before, and it was only today that he suddenly came down. This was too much of a coincidence.

Also, his strength is too questionable. How could a mere ordinary disciple suddenly have such terrifying strength? This is completely unreasonable.

For a time, everyone's emotions gradually became more and more exciting. Wang Houzhong injured many people this time. Although he did not kill him, the injuries of many disciples will affect their future martial arts practice.

Lu Sheng looked at the group of excited-looking young people in front of him without any fluctuation in his heart.

Their guess was correct. He really had no intention of paying attention to this mess at first. If Wang Houzhong hadn't gone too far later, he wouldn't have even thought about it.

Even though he had heard the police whistle on the mountain before, he deliberately did not rush there as soon as possible. He originally thought that the elders would be able to handle it, but he did not expect that it would be so miserable.

After a moment of silence, Lu Sheng's eyes quickly found the man who led everyone at the beginning.

That man was none other than Guan Xiunian. He was the beloved disciple of the sect leader and the rumored next sect leader. He was also known as the strongest and most outstanding elite among the contemporary disciples.

Seeing the bloodshot eyes of Guan Xiunian, Lu Sheng probably understood what he was thinking.

It was just because he was overperforming and he was afraid that he would take away his title and qualifications as the next leader.

Indeed, judging from the attitudes of Song Xinru and Wang Yue, if nothing unexpected happens, he may really affect Guan Xiunian's status and qualifications because of today's incident.

"Tell me! Why didn't you take action earlier! You had to hide aside cold-bloodedly, and when you saw us suffering heavy casualties, you finally came out to turn the tide and be the savior!?" Guan Xiunian did not say anything himself, but signaled no.

His confidants in the distance roared loudly.

"Perhaps you really thought that we would be grateful to you, right? Bah!" The young man spat hard at Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Yue and Yan Qinrong.

Song Xinru, the Supreme Elder who had already lived in seclusion for a long time, also looked at the two elders who had real power. Now that the leader is away, they are the ones who make the decision. The attitude of the two of them is what determines the current attitude of the swordsman party Lu Sheng.

Wang Yue opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but when he thought of what Guan Xiunian had just said, he glanced at Yan Qinrong, who was silent on the side, and then at Lu Sheng, who had an indifferent expression.

"Ziluo, did you really deliberately take action later? Tell the truth."

In fact, he was extremely suspicious of Lu Sheng's inexplicable burst of strength.

An ordinary disciple who was originally mediocre, suddenly one day burst out with amazing and terrifying strength, and it was far beyond his own strength.

If this matter is brought up in any sect, they will immediately suspect that there is something wrong with him.

Although Lu Shengcai took action to save them.

But since he has this strength, why is he still willing to hide in such a Yeshan Sword Sect?

Or, was that Wang Houzhong the one who was brought in by him? Otherwise, why was he, a great master of the evil way, so merciless in the first place?

Even if there is an old relationship with Song Xinru, he would not be patient to this extent. The most likely possibility is that it is not patience, but fear at all, right?

Lu Sheng shook his head slightly in disappointment, and saw that not only Wang Yue, but even Song Xinru and Yan Qinrong began to look at him with suspicion.

Short-sighted.

His original idea of ​​strengthening the Yeshan Sword Sect had faded a lot at this time.

Anyway, Chen Ziluo's karma only leads to a more exciting life, and he has no sense of belonging to the so-called sword sect.

That is to say, I feel a bit close to my master Du Fengzi and my senior sister Ning Mei. As for the rest of them, they are just passers-by A, B, and C.

After all, he was an orphan, and he was taken in by Du Fengzi when he was wandering, and he really started to practice martial arts and swordsmanship. But the one who really had a lot of time to teach him was Ning Mei, a senior sister of the same generation.


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