Xiuxian is like this

The blood soaked the earth and gathered into a river.

Small rivers become rivers, big rivers become lakes, and the continuous formation of a sea of ​​blood begins to take shape.

High in the sky, Lu Bei held his sword vertically and horizontally. Every time there was a golden light interspersed, there would be a demon body split in two.

His heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the red moon in the sky.

Bow your head again, the vast land is full of waves, the red waves beat the blood light, and the faces of people are looming, telling the strange and cold.

As expected, there must be something in the sea of ​​blood.

Lu Bei squinted his eyes slightly, he instinctively sensed something was wrong, he didn't wait curiously, he held up the Great Power Heaven with both hands, and poured in the Innate Qi, all the buffs were full, and he tried his best to vent the immortal sword intent.

The terrifying sword intent seemed to exceed the limit that Da Shitian could bear. The originally black sword light turned into pure white when halfway down.

The giant sword fell from the sky, cutting through the sea of ​​blood.

During this period, a huge black hand wanted to stick out the sea of ​​blood, but before it showed up, it was covered with a sword, and it went back to where it came from.

Click!

Rumbling--

The small world shattered at the sound, the earth collapsed, and red blood flowed into the void, only the blood moon crossed the sky, rendering the sky scarlet.

Bang!

Zhu Yuan fell to the ground, his soul was severely injured, his eyes were lifeless, and he tried to stand up several times with support, but he staggered and failed.

On the other side, Lu Bei, who mentioned another experience, came up with Zhu Xiuzhu's idea.

It is true that this old man has realized the true meaning of Gou Counseling's cultivation of immortality, and when he fights, it is called a flood of gold.

However, he came here and stayed for three or five days. Outsiders knew about it, and he really thought that Lu didn't know how to treat guests!

The black light criss-crossed and went straight to Fang Yin.

Zhu Xiuzhu didn't expect that Lu Bei would kill through Zhu Yuan's small world so quickly, and without checking for a while, Fang Yin was hit by the immortal sword intent and nearly fell off his head.

Zhu Xiuzhu took a deep breath, the lack of fighting spirit was even rarer, and he faced Lu Bei with a sword to kill him, connecting points with a bamboo stick in his hand, or sword moves, or stick techniques, to remove most of the impact with cleverness.

The rest of it was still shocked with golden light ripples.

"Little friend, if you have something to say, talk it out. You don't want to be called a bully when you're old, don't you?"

"Think twice, think twice, victory is not martial!"

"Shut up, old man!"

Lu Bei snorted coldly, and Zhu Xiuzhu connected several swords. Although he used the power of two magic weapons, he still needs to be strong to strike iron. Zhu Xiuzhu's cultivation base is above Zhu Yuan and Lu Zhou, and he is a formidable opponent.

Lu Bei has always been ruthless to this kind of pretending little old man who shouted that he couldn't do it while easily turning off the offensive.

Besides, the old man has a lot of experience!

Buzz! !

The general situation is shaking, breaking the void in front of it and boiling, the black light converges, and the rolling tide is replaced by the scorching white sword light.

Zhu Xiuzhu's complexion changed suddenly, and he raised his finger to point the square seal, manifesting a square tower standing above his head.

The golden light flowed down, protecting itself tightly.

In the next second, the white light beam swept across, shattered the golden light curtain, bombarded the square tower and flew away from the original place, the rumbling sound was like a bell ringing in the ear, and it made Zhu Xiuzhu dizzy.

Heiguang came back again, divided into three, and went straight to the upper, middle and lower roads.

At the critical moment, Zhu Xiuzhu erected his bamboo stick to block, and the blue light curtain receded two phantoms, which could withstand the sword's edge at the peak of his eyebrows.

Chirp! ! !

The sound of grinding teeth hurts the eardrums, Dashitian has the immortal sword intent, the sharpness is unstoppable, rubbing the bamboo stick leaves a white mark, scraping off a layer of powder.

Zhu Xiuzhu looked distressed, and hurriedly recruited Fangta to protect him, returned to the turtle shell, and gave himself a super cover.

This old man belongs to the tortoise!

Lu Bei was speechless. If Zhu Xiuzhu was a melee madman like Lu Zhou and Zhu Yuan, he possessed immortal sword intent and was confident that he would be invincible.But the old man's supernatural powers were all focused on defense, with layers of turtle shells, as if he could consume everyone to death in a few hundred years.

Not far away, Zhu Yuanqiang got up and sat cross-legged, staring intently at the two people who were in a stalemate, a murderous intent flashed in his dark eyes, and he took out a small flag the size of a palm from the void.

The pattern of the flag surface is chaotic, dense and unclear, and it rises to the size of the battle flag in the wind, so that there is boundless evil spirit that can be indeterminate.

Zhu Yuan supported his body with the battle flag, muttering something, and after a while, he waved the flagpole vigorously in the direction of Lu Bei.

Hiss!

Void cracks spread on both sides, and the invisible blade pierced through the space, and came to Lu Bei in the blink of an eye.

The berserk offensive covered a huge area, and even Zhu Xiuzhu was covered in it.

The two were stunned for a moment, and they punched each other, punching each other, and using the strength of the opponent's arm, they retreated violently.

The range of the rift's throughput skyrocketed, swallowing half of Lu Bei's small world in one gulp. The two of them tried their best to escape, but they still couldn't escape safely.

Zhu Xiuzhu's face was ashen, with a square seal on his head, holding a bamboo stick, his body swelled into a muscular little giant, with two talismans on his forehead and chest, and the thickest armor, waiting for the most vicious beating.

On Lu Bei's side, the best defense is to attack, and wield it vigorously with the momentum in hand.

Amid the pain and joy of the general situation, a thick beam of light surged from Lu Bei's body, boundless coercion swept and spread, streamers rushed, and the Tongtian Sword Pillar twisted the void, pouring out immortal brilliance.

boom!Rumble——

The small world was shattered, violent energy spread around Beijun Mountain, and the vast abyss of mighty force pressed on everyone's heads, forming a terrifying vortex in midair.

Lightning blasted his ears, roaring like a ferocious beast.

The rolling sound burst into turbulent waves, and after a long while, the broken sky returned to calm.

In the arena, Lu Bei's hair was disheveled, and he was holding a big trend sky, drenched in blood.

Opposite him, Zhu Xiuzhu lowered his head and coughed up blood. He still had the strength to fight, but his mana was severely depleted and he didn't have much strength left.

Zhu Yuan: _(x3」∠)_

Lu Zhou: 0(:3～_(:3」∠)_

3 Chapter Eighty

Lu Zhou was the first to lose. Facing the Immortal Sword Intent, he insisted on refusing to bow his head, so he was the most seriously injured.

If he was affected by this again, it would get worse and worse. Although he didn't die on the spot, it was almost the same. In the future, Huang Jizong's siege of Tianjian Peak would be nothing to him.

Zhu Yuan is a self-inflicted evil. The battle flag in his hand came from a senior in the Tribulation Stage. When it was awarded to him, it was stated that the flag could be used three times a day. Each time, a cultivator in the Tribulation Stage would have a powerful blow to deal with Xiong Chu There are more than enough minions.

As a result, before Xiongchu's minions showed up, he took out the battle flag and used it first.

What's more, Lu Bei's sword intent was so strong that he could block the cultivator in the Tribulation Period with a full blow.

Just block it, and it exploded, causing him to rush to the street with Lu Zhou.

Of the three great elders, two were seriously injured, and only Zhu Xiuzhu was still able to fight.

From this point of view, stacking armor is not without any benefit.

Zhu Xiuzhu bowed his head and coughed up blood, seeing Lu Bei staggering towards him holding a sword, he waved his hands again and again to show that he would stop fighting.

Not interesting.

In this battle, Huang Jizong conceded defeat.

Lu Bei just pretended not to be able to see it, and he was in his hands, and he was about to take down Zhu Xiuzhu's experience bag.

The latter's face darkened, and his sturdy body stood upright. He first supported the dimly lit square seal above his head, and then tightened his bamboo stick in his hand, signaling to Lu Bei to put it away when he was ready. explain.

At this moment, sword lights from afar rushed towards them, with seven leading the charge and forty behind.

Forty-seven sword cultivators landed, seven of them were in the fusion stage, and the rest were all in the Void Refining Realm. As soon as they appeared, they stunned the audience and heard the needle drop.

Led by Lian Lin, the seven sword cultivators looked at Lu Bei with infinitely complicated eyes, and they didn't say much. They drew their swords and pointed at Zhu Xiuzhu to express their position.

The sword light soared into the sky, and the momentum of the sword weaved into a net, causing Zhu Xiuzhu's face to change drastically, and one of them couldn't hold back, and spit out a mouthful of blood again.

How could these people be in Beijun Mountain? Who was it that abducted them?

Lu Bei thought to himself, originally thought that Huang Jizong split up the Iron Sword Alliance and robbed these conservatives of Tianjianzong, but now it seems that there are other people behind the scenes.

Suddenly, Lu Bei had an idea and thought of Zhu Jingli, the reinforcement who was rushing to Yuezhou.

Behind the scenes is the royal family of Wu Zhou.

Divide the Iron Sword Alliance, keep some sword cultivators, and continue to contain the Emperor Sect in the future...

The plan was perfect, and the execution was impeccable, but the problem was that Lu Bei hadn't read the script.In his impression, the Heavenly Sword Sect was razed to the ground, and it was only by the player's return of blood to survive, and the Heavenly Sword Sect that the players ruled could no longer be regarded as the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Completely dead.

Who, what went wrong, and why did the royal family's plans change?

In the face of the rebels, can the emperor be lenient?

Lu Bei couldn't figure it out, so he snorted coldly and pushed away the person in the way: "Get out of the way, don't disturb me duel."

Wang Yan, who was pushed away, dared not speak out, bowed his head and said: "You...you are too seriously injured to fight for a long time, the old dog of Huangjizong, just leave it to us to deal with it."

"You teach me how to do things?"

"..." xN

"If you don't come out earlier, you will only show up when the overall situation is settled. It's really an eyesore."

Lu Bei brushed aside his blood-stained hair, and pointed at Zhu Xiuzhu with his sword: "Don't worry about other people, just continue the battle just now, don't worry, if they dare to make a move, Lu will be the first to cut them to the ground."

Hearing these words, Zhu Xiuzhu was stunned, his heart, which was as calm as stagnant water, suddenly fluctuated, and a little blood came out. He grinned, raised his hand to push away the square mark on the top of his head, and strode towards Lu Bei with a bamboo stick.

"Wait a minute." Lu Bei raised his hand and shouted to stop.

"what happened?"

Zhu Xiuzhu stopped walking when he heard the words, and saw Lu Bei put down Dashitian in his hand, and threw away the bamboo stick together, and said sarcastically: "Don't look at the dead bones in the old man's tomb, if you are serious and kill in melee, you are definitely not the enemy of the old man in one blow .”

"I can tell."

Lu Bei glanced at Zhu Xiuzhu, whose muscles were swollen, and raised his five fingers into a fist in the air. His fingertips were entangled with sword intent, and the sharp wind overflowed: "Just now they teamed up to hurt you. Lu doesn't want to take advantage of the blood."

After saying that, he clenched his five fingers into a fist and hammered on his chest with a bang.

The spurt of hot blood made Zhu Xiuzhu suddenly speechless, and the praise in his eyes was even stronger than before.

Behind them, the 47 sword cultivators were all speechless, their expressions were either shocked or ashamed, and their blood rushed to their hearts, and it was difficult to suppress them.

Lian Lin, Wang Yan and the other seven were the most shocked. On the fourth floor of Tieshan Prison, they were often beaten by Lu Bei, because of their mouth, they didn't like Lu Bei very much.

Leaving aside, when Lu Bei reported his family name, he called him Lin, which greatly reduced people's impression of him.

With this sword intent, why hide your head and show your tail, won't your sword heart be ashamed?

But today, it seems that this person does have merit.

Here, Lu Bei punched himself in the chest. While consuming mana, he lowered his health, and at the same time triggered the two basic requirements for backtracking.

When the repair base is less than 30%, the strength and speed attributes are doubled; the health value is less than 10%, and the total life is recovered by 10% every second, which lasts for five seconds, and the skill interval is 24 hours.

The blood volume soared, the strength and speed doubled, the strength attribute reached [-], and the speed was as high as [-], which was desperately fast.

boom! ! !

The strong wind blew, a space collapsed and sunken, and the overflowing black lines eroded wildly towards the surrounding area.

Lu Bei's phantom dissipated in place, and then, a belated golden light appeared in front of Zhu Xiuzhu. The latter maintained a blocking posture, and the expression of approval was still visible on his face.

But soon, Zhu Xiuzhu's phantom disappeared together with the golden light, and they all escaped into the void.

Five seconds, no more, no less.

Lu Bei stepped out of the void, and threw Zhu Xiuzhu on the ground like a dead dog: "It's not bad, although you are a bit old, but your body is still strong. You are a big realm higher than Lu, and you are a strong enemy."

After saying that, he raised his hand to summon Da Shitian, and looked at the group of sword cultivators entering the arena.

The clothes were stained with blood, and the sword intent was soaring into the sky. In the background, the three great elders of Huangjizong were lying on the ground in silence.

"What are you here for? If it is to win over Lingxiao Sword Sect, there is no need for it. It is enough for Beijun Mountain to have Lu." Lu Bei tested the information.

Lian Lin took a step forward, holding his sword at his side: "I'm not here for Lingxiao Sword Sect, but for...Your Excellency."

"Are you addicted to beating?!"