Lu Shaoqing took action.

Standing in the sky, he smashed the flying sword that was locked on Xiao Yi with a single sword stroke and was full of terrifying murderous intent.

"Second Senior Brother!"

Xiao Yi screamed in surprise.

Looking at the second senior brother hanging in the sky, as elegant as an immortal, Xiao Yi's frightened heart that was beating wildly returned to calmness again.

Second Senior Brother has taken action, everything will be fine. .??.??

Lu Shaoqing's eyes were cold, not as lazy as usual.

Seeing Lu Shaoqing's appearance, Xiao Yi felt like shit.

The second senior brother was angry.

Lu Shaoqing is indeed full of murderous intent now.

He didn't expect that someone would dare to take Xiao Yi's life in public.

For Lu Shaoqing, you can beat Xiao Yi, you can beat her half to death.

But to kill her is to seek death!

This is the bottom line and the reverse scale.

As my junior sister, I am my sister.

You can bully yourself, but not others!

Holding the Mo Jun Sword, he swung the sword at the position where the flying sword came from.

A sword shines brightly, covering the sun in the sky.

The violent sword intent fills the time, surging like fire from the sky falling into the mortal world, burning the heaven and destroying the earth.

Countless sword energy was filled and surging, like uncontrollable bulls running rampant.

In front of this sword, the buildings that Fang Lin had built at great cost were scattered and destroyed under the agitation of the sword energy.

Formations and restrictions emerged one by one. In front of this sword, they were like a mantis trying to use its arms as a chariot, overestimating its own capabilities. The explosions one after another made people tremble with fear and fear.

"Be bold!"

There was a loud shout, and a dazzling light lit up from the backyard.

Xiao Yi felt like two suns falling into the ground, dazzling and dazzling.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion sounded, the ground shook, and the explosion produced a huge shock wave that quickly spread out in all directions.

One after another spiritual storm raged, and everyone onlookers hurriedly retreated. Those who retreated a little later were affected, vomiting blood, and their faces turned pale with fear.

The surrounding houses exploded and flew away under the huge impact, leaving behind countless wreckage.

Lu Shaoqing stood in the sky, his eyes a little more solemn.

Nascent Soul.

The only Nascent Soul that can appear here is Cui Lun, the Nascent Soul from Guiyuan Pavilion and Fang Lin's master.

as expected.

Wait until the explosion stops and the smoke clears.

A middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back. His face was thin, his eyes were like those of a vulture, and he had a fierce look. He had a goatee, which gave him a bit more of a scholarly air.

His aura was as heavy as a mountain, protecting the few people behind him.

Lu Shaoqing glanced at Cui Lun and then ignored him. His eyes fell on an old man behind Cui Lun.

The old man's aura was vague, like an old jackal, hiding in the corner and staring viciously at the outside world.

He was the one who killed Xiao Yi.

Without saying a word, Lu Shaoqing struck the old man with a fierce sword.

When Cui Lun saw this, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

I'm a majestic Nascent Soul standing here, and you, a young brat, don't worry if you meet me, don't even say hello, but you still dare to take action.

What do you think I am?

As if I don't exist?

In that sword blow just now, Lu Shaoqing did not use all his strength, and Cui Lun was unable to detect Lu Shaoqing's true strength.

In addition, Lu Shaoqing is too young, even a slightly older fox can smell Lu Shaoqing's tender bones.

the taste of.

According to common sense, it is impossible for such a young kid to become a Nascent Soul at this time even if he cultivated from his mother's womb.

"How brave!"

Cui Lun shouted loudly. He did not take out any weapons, but waved his hand, and his majestic spiritual power shot up into the sky, blocking Lu Shaoqing's sword for the old man.

Lu Shaoqing's eyes became even colder.

Is this guy looking for death?

After Cui Lun blocked the sword for the old man, he shouted sternly, "Lu Shaoqing, don't think that just because you are a disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, you can act recklessly here."

Lu Shaoqing Mo Jun pointed his sword at Cui Lun in the distance, and a louder voice than his sounded, "The people from Guiyuan Pavilion made a sneak attack on my direct disciple of Lingxiao Sect. Are they trying to provoke a war between the two sects?"

The sound was like thunder, rolling over Laicheng.

Most of the people in Lai City heard it.

Cui Lun's expression changed. He did not dare to take on this responsibility.

He couldn't help but glance at the old man next to him.

The old man understood, he smiled slightly and said, "Elder Cui, let me solve this matter."

"It won't involve Guiyuan Pavilion."

"Old Gou, are you going to be okay if you go out like this?" A calm-breathing, elegant young man holding a paper fan beside Cui Lun asked softly.

"Elder brother has said that Lu Shaoqing's strength should be at the late stage of pill formation, at the seventh or eighth level."

The old man known as Gou Lao felt more confident after hearing this. He laughed and said, "I am at the ninth level of Dan Formation. Nephew Zha Xian doesn't need to worry."

Cui Lun also shook his head slightly. He did not pay attention to Lu Shaoqing and said with a smile, "No need to worry, Gou Chen is an experienced alchemy monk. Even if he cannot defeat Lu Shaoqing, he can still be invincible."

The old man nodded coquettishly, "That's right, don't worry, I will let him back out of trouble."

Young Master, Cha Liangjun, Qingqing

He shook the paper fan in his hand and said with a smile, "It would be best if Mr. Gou could kill him."

Gou Chen glanced at Cui Lun. Cui Lun had no expression on his face and said calmly, "No matter what, when the time comes, you will have a place among the elders of the outer sect of Guiyuan Pavilion."

Gou Chen chuckled, "He is seeking death when he meets me."

Gou Chen is not from Guiyuan Pavilion. To him, this is a certificate of surrender.

Gou Chen was excited after receiving the promise. He jumped forward and said loudly, "Mr. Lu, my name is."

His answer was a sword.

Lu Shaoqing was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He would kill this person.

He is not interested in knowing the names of dead people.

The bright sword light fell, and Gou Chen's expression changed.

When Zha Liangjun saw Lu Shaoqing launching an attack without saying a word, he put away his paper fan with great disdain, "No wonder the juniors who went to the Lingxiao sect say Lu Shaoqing is a rude guy."

"Now it seems that it is indeed very annoying."

"He knows he can't defeat Gou Lao, so he plans to strike first?"

"Innocent!"

However, Cui Lun's face looked a little more dignified.

When he saw Gou Chen's blood splashing in the sword light and was in such a miserable state, and then carefully felt the flash of terrifying aura, Cui Lun couldn't help but exclaimed, "Yuan, Yuanying?"

Cui Lun's words shocked everyone.

Lu Shaoqing is also Yuanying?

Zha Liangjun opened his mouth wide, showing no grace and a look of shock on his face.

Gou Chen was even more frightened. He had personal experience and could feel Lu Shaoqing's terrifying strength more clearly than anyone else.

Like a sword swung by a swordsman, he could not resist it at all.
Chapter completed!