Xiuxian is like this

The old man smiled slightly, with an unusually ferocious face, raised his wine glass and paid a respect to Lu Beiyuan: "I have heard the name of Immortal Sword Intent for a long time, and today I saw Sect Master Lu. He is really a hero when he is young. Zhao has wasted his life and feels ashamed."

"Senior joked, you are the real hero."

Lu Bei responded politely, frowning and said: "My lord sees that senior's bones are so clear and his shape is eye-catching. Could it be that famous..."

"That's right, it's Zhao."

"So it's like that, I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

Lu Bei was overjoyed, picked up the wine glass and drank three cups in a row, and said some polite words about Sansheng's fortune.

While bragging about the business, Zhao Wuyou did not forget the sound transmission, asking who the old man is, his words are really nice.

Zhao Wuyou: ...

Anyway, she wasn't surprised at all.

After getting a voice transmission from Zhao Wuyou, Lu Bei learned the name of the famous bad old man.

Xuanlong, Zhao Yanye.

A monk in the Mahayana period, interacting with the monster race in Jingyue Kingdom for many years, his temper is like a fire, he is a violent old man who would rather bend than bend.

At Zhao Wuyou's level, she didn't have access to the Mahayana period. It was the first time she saw Zhao Yanye herself, and the information she provided was all rumors.

Lu Bei nodded secretly, not sure if it was an illusion, but the old man seemed hostile to him.

why?

This suzerain, an outsider, slept with your Zhao family's little white hair, are you unhappy?

It's not sleepy yet!

Thinking of this, Lu Bei clasped his slender waist, bowed his head and was about to taste the imported wine.

"..." xN

Chapter 776 The seniors have good means, but the juniors are almost lost

The faces of the people were strange, and they wondered what the meaning of Lu Bei's move was, especially the seven ancient carts with gloomy faces, and they just bowed their heads to drink.

Knowing that you are allies, the relationship is so close that you can wear a pair of pants, who will you show your affection to?

The person involved, Zhao Wuyou, panicked a lot. If possible, she would of course be willing, but in broad daylight, there were elders from the clan present.

Find a quiet room where no one is there, Lu Bei can do whatever he wants.

"Tsk, you were not like this in the past. My suzerain will give you a sample first."

Lu Bei frowned, with the drink in his mouth, lifted his delicate chin, ignored the crowd, and passed the imported drink from Wu Zhou.

Zhao Wuyou blushed instantly, and swallowed the lingering in his mouth little by little, maybe because the wine was too strong, his slightly drunken blush burned from the base of his ears all the way to his fair and long neck.

After offering a glass of Wu Zhou's imported red wine, Lu Bei raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Yanye.

That's right, I fell asleep, and the white hair is so moist, so I ask you if you are angry?

If you are angry, come and beat me up!

To Lu Bei's bewilderment, Zhao Yan was only surprised, feeling that young people have many tricks and know how to play, but did not show the anger he wanted to see.

Old man, can you give me some reaction, I sent out my first kiss, if you don't respond at all, wouldn't it make me look stupid.

no response.

Lu Bei felt sad, he practiced for two and a half years, when did he do such a loss-making business, it was nothing!

That's it, the white ones were frowning, and the white whores continued to be slightly drunk until the end of the banquet.

"Sect Master Lu, Mr. Zhao has something to discuss, please follow me to another place."

After the seven carts left, Zhao Yan also raised his hand to invite, and pointed to Cheng Jian to open the void beside him, inviting Lu Bei to go to Shiwan Dashan to start the second round.

The hostility reappeared, and Lu Bei couldn't find a reason to refuse, so he nodded and agreed.

After the two left, Zhao Fangce shook his head slightly, got up and followed.

The two imperial guards [-] and [-] saw that they couldn't stop them, so they hurriedly escorted them personally. Zhao Wuyou, who was slightly drunk, sobered up instantly, and sensed the hostility of the clan seniors towards Lu Bei, and stepped into the void at the last second when it closed.

The bright moon hangs high, in the corner of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Zhao Fangce stood silently in the distance, with neither sadness nor joy on his face, he slapped open the two door panels in front of him, telling them not to get in the way.

Zhao Wuyou stood anxiously at the side, opened his mouth several times to say something, but hesitated to speak, and then stopped to speak.

Zhao Yan was also standing in the air, with silvery white beard and hair following the wind: "Sect Master Lu, Zhao has heard the reputation of the Immortal Sword Intent for a long time, but because no one has successfully practiced it, he has not been able to appreciate the heroic appearance of the Immortal Sword Master. Today..."

Lu Bei raised his hand to interrupt, skipped the nonsense stage, and said straight to the point: "Understood, there is no need to find a reason, senior just wants to beat me up, right?"

"You can say that." Zhao Yan didn't bother to be hypocritical, and admitted his thoughts.

"The reason, there is always a reason for everything. My suzerain and Xuanlong have a good relationship, and I have never offended seniors. How can you be so hostile to me?" Lu Bei rubbed his fists and asked curiously.

"What is the reason, why did Sect Master Lu ask why?"

Zhao Yan also snorted coldly, rolled his sleeves and raised a pair of fists: "Of course, if you don't say you don't know, Zhao can't neglect the honored guest, let's ask with your immortal sword intent!"

"Senior, what's the difference between this and now?" Lu Bei asked in surprise.

"..."

Zhao Yan also twitched, probably never seen such an arrogant and arrogant young man, and was about to taunt a few words when his expression suddenly changed.

In the line of sight, the state of the initial stage of Lu Bei's fusion faded, nothingness merged into the heaven and the earth, and every time he breathed out, the flesh body received the will of the heaven and the earth, and the ten thousand ways converged, and the primordial spirit and the will of the heaven and the earth reached an absolutely stable balance.

Zhao Yan also squinted his eyes slightly, suppressing the shock in his eyes, making sure that Lu Bei could only perceive with the naked eye, and his divine sense swept across the emptiness, and couldn't help sighing: "What a harmony between man and nature, what a way to follow nature, Sect Master Lu really has the capital to be proud."

"So what about the seniors?"

"No way."

Zhao Yan also shook his head slightly, so what about the unity of heaven and man, after all, he is still young in cultivation, showing his sharpness and lack of background.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie-"

Lu Bei subconsciously laughed heartily. He could see that it was the bad old man who brought his face closer.

"Please!"

"Please."

With a loud bang, Lu Bei and Zhao Yan also disappeared at the same time, and both fell into the dark void.

The shocking space sprinted with black cracks, spreading in all directions, smashing the mountains and smoothing the earth, and the powerful shock wave swept across all directions, rolling up dust waves all over the sky.

Thirty-one and Thirty-liu crossed their bodies and pushed their hands apart to block the wind and waves that obscured the sky and the sun.

Zhao Wuyou stood by Zhao Fangce's side, hesitant to speak, Zhao Fangce couldn't help but say, "Tell me, what's the matter to report."

"Your Majesty, can you stop this battle, Sect Master Lu..."

Zhao Wuyou organized his words, and said tactfully: "I don't really make sense, and I don't know what it means to accept it when you see it."

"It's okay, Uncle Clan is a sensible person." Zhao Fangce said lightly.

When Zhao Wuyou reported the information, Zhao Yan also concluded that Lu Bei had no good intentions, and his inquiries were fruitless, and he was quite puzzled.

"Ah this..."

Zhao Wuyou clutched his sleeves with small hands, and asked tentatively, "Does Your Majesty know Zhao Qin Jiang Su's heart?"

"Naturally know."

Zhao Fangce's eyes were fixed, and there were not many emperors in the world who did not know what Qin Yanwang did. He was different from other emperors. Given the predicament Xuanlong encountered, he hoped that Xuanlong would also have his own Yanwang.

"Then...compared with King Yan, who is stronger or weaker between the seniors in the clan?"

"King Yan."

Zhao Fangce didn't hesitate, and after he finished speaking, he vaguely realized something was wrong: "Speak directly, don't hide it."

"Sect Master Lu went to Zhaoqin, and after that, Jiang Suxin died."

"Where did Wuyou hear the gossip that King Yan is not dead, he ascended to the Immortal Realm, and the master of swordsmanship with him is named Tian Mingzi, a low-key and not well-known person, and has nothing to do with Sect Master Lu..."

While talking, Zhao Fangce fell silent.

"His Majesty?!"

"Worriless, where did you get the information from?"

"Sect Master Lu told me personally, and he also said that Jiang Su's heart is only mediocre, and the likes of Xin Wang and Liu Shen are not worth mentioning."

Zhao Wuyou spoke slowly, and after finishing speaking, seeing that Zhao Fangce remained silent, and his face was cloudy under the moonlight, he said cautiously: "Your Majesty, can you stop this battle and let them stop fighting?"

boom--

As the voice fell, the distant world exploded like a mirror, and the turbulent void flowed backwards, and the terrifying energy fluctuations swept away and ravaged, erasing a part of the world in the blink of an eye, turning all the green water and green mountains into nothingness.

A figure quickly fell to the ground, sinking into the depths of the earth.

After a short period of stillness, the infinite power diffused all the subtleties, causing the world to turn upside down.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, the ground collapsed, the rock formations tilted, and the rugged chasm spread rapidly like a thunder snake, and sank rumbling.

In the billowing dust and mist, Zhao Yan, whose clothes were stained with blood, slowly floated up, covering the hole piercing through his chest with one hand, his face was pale, and he was spitting blood.

Strange strength penetrated the body, one calf trembled uncontrollably, the flesh and blood swelled, and the blood foam exploded in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the thunderstorm shattered the gown behind him, the glare was dazzling, and his silver hair was burnt and turned black.

Hiss!

On the face covered with scars, the invisible wind leaked out, and the new wounds of the bones could be seen from the split.

The flames were born out of thin air, the mouth, nose, ears and eyes spewed fire, and the burning cuts turned into scars.

"Senior's good tricks, the charm of the few moves just now is extraordinary, the junior was almost lost, and really benefited a lot." Lu Bei stepped out of the void, leaning against the bright moon and swaying the blood on the front of his fist, condescending, and the exclamation words were full of respect .

"Lu, Sect Master Lu is not bad..."

Zhao Yan also bowed his head and coughed up blood, and the wind and thunder and blood foam exploded on his body: "But it is still a little worse than Zhao, so I will work hard in the future, and don't slacken my practice."

"Thank you for your guidance, senior. The junior is looking forward to this evenly matched match."

"Zhao... and why not."

boom! !

The golden light flashed, and Zhao Yan was also locked. Before he could react, he was crushed and blasted into the ground, and then dragged into the void.

"..." x4

Ignoring the two stunned tool men, Thirty-one and Thirty-six, Zhao Fangce's face was very ugly, and he turned his head to stare at Zhao Wuyou: "Sleep him! Tonight! If it doesn't work, replace him!"

Emperor Xuanlong was reticent, and he didn't like nonsense since he was a child. The few concise words, full of sincerity and sincerity, were all love.

Zhao Wuyou nodded like a chicken pecking rice, don't change people, in fact the plan went smoothly, just now, Lu Bei forced her to kiss her in front of everyone.

This is a good sign, a breakthrough from scratch, as long as she pursues the victory, strikes while the iron is hot, and loots while it is hot, she can complete the task of kidnapping hostages within three to five years.

……

The back of the void.

Lu Bei held onto Zhao Yanye's white beard, and punched one after another, feeling aggrieved and wronged: "Why, my suzerain didn't offend you, why should you be hostile to me, aren't you our own?"

Zhao Yan is also very strong. According to Lu Bei's Mahayana period rating standard, he has entered the middle class and can sit on an equal footing with Tiandao and Red Monk, but there is still a big gap compared with Jiang Li and Changwen Yuan.

Lu Bei did not activate the buffs engraved on the body by the two palace masters, and suppressed them with absolute attributes, plus the characters of Zhen, Xun, Sun and Immortal Sword Intent, supplemented by the 20% increase in the output of all skills under the moon under the "Wu Xin Tian" Cheng, barely won the battle.

It's okay, the sleeves are spattered with blood, which is quite reluctant.

Bang!Bang!bang——

Punch after punch, just like knocking on the door, Zhao Yan's sober mind was knocked hard to sleep.

[You defeated Zhao Yanye and gained 10 billion experience. After judging that the opponent's level is greater than 10 levels, you will be rewarded with [-] billion experience]

20 billion experience was recorded, and the qualification of the inventory broke through [-] billion again. Lu Bei sat down contentedly and shook his beard in his hand: "Speak, don't pretend to be dead. The suzerain knows the severity of the attack. Why do you want to target me?"

"..."

There was no movement, Zhao Yan's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his eyes were turned white, and he had already been beaten until he lost consciousness.

Lu Bei pursed his lips, dispelling the wind, thunder, vibration, heat, and immortal sword intent in the opponent's body, and raised the green light of Qinglong Yu on his fist, gently waking up the sleeping heart.