I'm Trying My Best to Add Some Cultivators in the World of Ninth Uncle

Russell also walked over slowly, looking at the master's appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little funny.

In all likelihood, the master's heart softened again, and he couldn't bear to see his fellow disciples so dissipated, so he found a reason to save his soul.

Take it back to Maoshan for trial, no matter what crime you are convicted of, what kind of hell you go to, whether you will be a human or an animal in your next life, it is always better than being scattered.

Maoshan, he always defends his shortcomings like this.

but.

The corners of Russell's mouth raised slightly, he only likes this kind of martial arts, like that kind of upright and selfless ones, hell!

Hit the young ones, come the old ones, beat the old ones, come the older ones, this is the big one!

If you can't even protect your disciples, what kind of sect do you still want to be, just be an undisciplined person?

"It's troublesome."

Uncle Jiu murmured, and saw the golden light bursting out from the altar, which was extraordinarily bright in the dark night.

He just prevented the sword fairy Lu Dongbin from coming, and now he might attract special attention.

The golden light floated in the air, turned into a spot of light, and instantly sank into the body of Mr. Tan.

Mr. Tan trembled like an electric shock.

But the next moment, the originally bent waist straightened instantly, his eyes became sharp and sharp, and his aura became extraordinarily powerful.

"Yan!"

There was a long cry, and everyone in the yard suddenly felt the sword in their hands beeping continuously, as if they were welcoming something.

Here he is!

Sword Immortal, the head of the Eight Immortals, Lu Dongbin!

Seeing this aura, Master Xu turned pale with fright.

Uncle Jiu didn't rush, he took a step forward and made a handshake.

"Fu Sheng Wuliang Tianzun, Maoshan junior Lin Fengjiao pays respects to Lu Zu."

Xu Zhenren was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized that the conscious ones are okay, they are not Yeluzi, nor are they demons or ghosts.

There are people behind!

"Fu Sheng Wuliang Tianzun, Xu Ming, the younger generation of Maoshan, pays a visit to Lu Zu."

Another lazy voice followed.

"Maoshan Luo Su, goodbye to God... meet Lu Zu!"

Tsk, what a god, alive!

Chapter 337 Nine Yuan Nine's Pure Yang Sword Sutra

At this time, the courtyard was quiet.

Lu Zu slowly opened his eyes, his sharp eyes swept across, his eyes passed over Uncle Jiu, passed over Master Xu, and fixed on Luo Su.

Not to mention how surprised the little eyes were, it seemed that they had seen something very interesting.

These three brats belong to Maoshan...

It's not easy to poach a wall.

Lu Zu's eyes turned sharply, and his expression immediately became dull.

Opening his mouth slightly, he said dully, "Those who offend God Might, kill!"

The majestic aura came out of the body, instantly blowing away a layer of dust in the entire Tan family compound, and the tall altar collapsed in an instant.

Looking at Lu Zu in front of him who doesn't talk about Wude, but turns his face when he says it, at this time, Uncle Jiu's heart is 1 grass mud horses passing by.

Anyway, you are also a senior of the Daoist sect. After living for so long, you should be more serious about acting.

You said that your eyes were agile, that expression, you said you are a divine mind?

Uncle Jiu almost went numb.

He was about to speak when he was interrupted by a sharp shout.

"Sword come!"

It's outrageous, Uncle Jiu complained silently in his heart, that an incarnation of divine thoughts can still speak...

Lu Zu's eyes were dull and his expression was numb. When he raised his right hand, a long sword flew out of the ruins and landed firmly in his hand.

The long sword was raised slightly and pointed at Russell.

This is?

Russell was stunned, and then realized something, and slowly pulled out the Seven Star Sword behind him.

As a swordsman, he will never back down at this time.

If he can't beat him, Russell is a Taoist priest!

"Yan!"

A light dragon chant, the sword light pierced the air instantly, and roared towards Luo Su. Luo Su was overjoyed in an instant, flew forward directly, and fought with Lu Zu.

Ever since he mastered Maoshan Yinxing swordsmanship, he hasn't met a swordsman in the true sense!

Once dreamed of wandering around the world, holding a sword and leading a horse, and was finally sent home by the police.

In an instant, the two swords intersected, and countless sparks burst out. It was obvious that the opponent was holding an ordinary iron sword, but the top-grade magic weapon in Russell's hand, the Seven Star Sword, could not take any advantage.

"Ah!"

The two fought faster and faster, their figures gradually blurred, and their voices kept ringing in their ears. They were dazzled looking at Uncle Jiu and Master Xu.

Sword Qi flew horizontally, and the entire Tan family compound became riddled with holes in an instant, and the walls of the courtyard were directly cracked.

In the distance, the butler poked his head tremblingly, and touched his forehead with his hand, "This real Qian is really powerful, that Zhang Bold is most likely dead!"

He muttered in his mouth, listening to the growing movement, he couldn't help feeling suspicious in his heart.

This movement must have been too loud.

The next moment, a white light whizzed over, precisely across his body, causing him to spin around, his eyes turned black, and from the corner of his eye, he saw half of his body on the ground, and his waist that was too late to spurt blood.

He didn't feel anything, and was split in two by something without any reaction.

"Okay, so fast!"

In the courtyard, Lu Zu and Luo Su fought faster and faster, and the aura they brought became stronger and stronger, and Lu Zu directly soared into the sky.

"Go to heaven!"

"Okay, go to heaven!"

Russell spread his thunder wings behind his back, and instantly turned into a stream of light, sinking into the night.

In the courtyard, the worried Jiu Shu and Xu Zhenren were left behind.

Looking at the messy yard, Xu Zhenren couldn't help swallowing.

"Senior brother, your apprentice's cultivation level is more than that of the third level!"

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like Earth Master Trinity Heaven.

"It's just a little bit better than you. He has cultivated more supernatural powers and comprehended more deeply. He can barely reach the level of a millennium zombie king. He must be a sixth-level earth master."

Uncle Nine guessed Russell's strength, maybe he has the strength of the sixth division of the earth division, that kid is really too smart, and he doesn't know the details.

Earth division sixth level...

Xu Zhenren pondered for a while, he has lived for decades, what kind of cultivation is he now?

The sixth level of human division, or the seventh level of human division...

……

Really a billion points stronger than me.

Just when someone shed tears of envy, Uncle Jiu slapped his thigh fiercely, "It's broken, we fell into a trick, the two of us fell into Lu Zu's trick!"

In the middle, what kind of trick?

Master Xu was confused, and saw Uncle Jiu hurriedly picked up a token from his pocket, tapped his finger slightly, and the token immediately emitted a golden light.

"It's not good, it's not good, little master uncle, someone wants to kidnap Maoshan's brat, it's Lu Zu, hurry up and shake him, please come forward!"

Only now did Uncle Jiu realize that the reason why Lu Zu was acting just now, pretending to be unconscious, and the reason why he lured Russell to heaven was to fool the brat.

My son, careless, careless!

At this time the sky.

Lu Zu radiated golden light all over his body, and his sword energy pierced the sky. The dark clouds in the sky were divided into two, directly piercing the moonlight.

He looked indifferently, and looked at Russell, "In this mortal world, there are very few people who can cultivate swords to your level. I would like to call you the strongest."

Brother, are you cross-talking?

Russell took a deep breath, and did not refute this sentence. He is a god, and a god famous for his sword. He has practiced for many years, and he should be commented on a few times.

He didn't dare to point to Lu Zu's nose to someone surnamed Xiao, "30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor!"

e, 30 years may not be enough to fight, the ghost knows what kind of cultivation level Lu Dongbin is now...

"Thank you for the compliment!"

Holding the sword in both hands, Russell took a sharp breath, "To show respect, I will use my strongest sword. This sword is called!"

"Seven stars* cut ghosts and gods!"

In an instant, a huge golden phantom appeared, condensed in his hand was a large knife several hundred meters long, roaring towards Lu Zu with a vast and fierce aura.

Kill ghosts and gods?

What a thoughtful boy, well, it fits my personality quite well.

Lu Zugang nodded in satisfaction, but looking at the roaring sword, he felt a little uncomfortable.

You call this thing a sword!