Assassin Wu Liuqi's swordsman Lu Jiu

His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, staring at the people on the ground.

He really wants to suck all the blood of this man on the ground now!

"What the hell are you doing..."

Chiya gritted his teeth and said.

The other person also stood up holding his chest in pain at this time.

"Bah, bah, bah!" Cangzhang spit out the dust in his mouth, looked up at the tall scripture building, with a gloomy expression on his face: "I didn't expect the formation in the Qinglong Pavilion to have a second floor... No wonder no one is guarding..."

Cangzhang knew that there was a guard formation in the Sutra Library.

His kung fu just happened to be able to untangle this formation relatively easily.

However, what he didn't expect was that the scripture building's formation actually had a second floor!

This caused him to be severely injured by the powerful force of the energy stone fragments!

Chi Ya snorted coldly, and said mockingly: "We don't have much time left, don't let the leader live up to your expectations..."

Then without waiting for Cangzhang's answer, he walked to the side without looking back.

After being disturbed by the bastard Cangzhang, he didn't drink Zhao Dadong's blood, instead he ate a rotten brick and let him run away!

His division of labor is to resist the outsiders of Qinglong Pavilion and prevent others from destroying their plans.

It is Cangzhang's task to crack the formation and get the target item!

Therefore, Chi Ya did not choose to chase Zhao Dadong.

Although he didn't bite Zhao Dadong, Chiya knew very well that he was a watery counterfeit!

You can't get anything if you kill yourself, just run away!

Cangzhang ignored Chiya's cynicism, and entered the scripture building again expressionless to break the formation.

Chapter 120 A Mere Missile

The Martial Arts Field, oh no, it should be called the Great Pit.

The turbulent sword energy dissipated slowly, and Lu Jiu half-kneeled on the ground holding Duanchen Sword, panting slightly.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and there was a huge scar on his chest, which stained his white clothes red.

The Jiuyang Zhenqi in Lu Jiu's dantian was running out, and his physical strength was almost exhausted, and he no longer had the strength to continue fighting.

The plum blossom hero still looked serious as usual, standing where he was.

His silver-white hair was slightly messy, and his white robe was also damaged.

The right index finger and middle finger trembled slightly.

This battle seemed to be lost by Lu Jiu.

However, the result was unexpected.

Yan Chihuang looked at Lu Jiu in surprise, while Nie Qinglong laughed heartily.

Hero Plum Blossom looked at the young man in front of him with a complicated expression, and smiled after a long absence: "It seems that old man Nie exchanged his apprentice for more than 20 years for a student like you..."

"Lu Jiu, you won!"

There was a slight bloodstain on his neck, which was almost invisible unless you looked carefully.

Naturally, this was the injury caused by Lu Jiu's sword energy breaking through the hero's defense!

If Lu Jiu hadn't kept his hand at the critical moment, the plum blossom hero would be dead now!

The sword energy of the two broke through the opponent's defense line almost at the same time!

Lu Jiu wants to win the game!

Therefore, this battle was actually won by Lu Jiu!

"A dog can't spit out ivory!" Nie Qinglong snorted and shrugged: "Forget it, I'm in a good mood today, so I don't care about you, old man!"

Then he jumped down, jumped into the pit, and walked to Lu Jiu's side, with a smile on his face and satisfaction in his eyes.

"Apprentice, you really surprised Master Wei!"

Nie Qinglong patted his apprentice on the shoulder excitedly, smiling from ear to ear.

Yan Chihuang shook her head, and jumped down too.

Smiling helplessly at his master, Lu Jiu stood up reluctantly, bowed to the hero Plum Blossom, with a serious look on his face: "Thank you, Senior Plum Blossom, Lu Jiu!"

If it weren't for the plum blossom hero, I might have to wait for a long time before I could step into the realm of harmony between man and nature!

And in that case, the matter of finding his younger brother and avenging his parents would have to be delayed again and again!

This is what Lu Jiu doesn't want to see!

Therefore, putting aside the prejudice in his heart, Lu Jiu should be grateful to the plum blossom hero!

Hearing this, the plum blossom hero smiled and nodded.

If he just taught Lu Jiu for the sake of his old friend before, then now he really appreciates this child a little bit!

To become a martial arts master before reaching the crown, Lu Jiu still has infinite possibilities in the future!

"There is no such thing as a peak in martial arts."

Plum Blossom Hero has a serious face.

"Lu Jiu, I hope you will not forget your original intention and stick to the way of swordsmanship in your heart..."

Speaking of which, his expression was slightly complicated.

"You have the possibility to step into a higher realm..."

When Plum Blossom Hero said these words, he felt mixed feelings in his heart.

Looking at the young Lu Jiu in front of him, he recalled his former self.

Once upon a time, I was also a vigorous young man with outstanding talent.

His plum blossom hero is the top figure among the older generation of swordsmen!

He even has the audacity to call himself the number one swordsman!

However, in today's battle, a younger and stronger swordsman took his place.

If nothing else happens, Lu Jiu is already the number one swordsman in the world!

The plum blossom hero was a little relieved, but also felt a little lost.

"Lu Jiu remember!"

Lu Jiu nodded seriously upon hearing this.

However, Nie Qinglong on the side was a little upset at this time.

With a light cough, Nie Qinglong drew Lu Jiu's gaze to himself, and Nie Qinglong looked serious.

"Don't pay attention to this old man, apprentice, let me tell you, if you defeat him, you will be the number one swordsman in the world!"

"Let me tell you, since you have become a Martial Dao Grandmaster, you will be the Pavilion of Qinglong Pavilion from now on..."

call out--

Suddenly, a huge piercing sound resounded through the sky!

Nie Qinglong frowned and looked up into the sky.

Everyone also raised their heads.

I saw a pure white dot slowly enlarge directly above the crowd, and there was a violent sound of breaking through the air!

A missile!

It was also dyed white and blue.

This is very country!

"..."

Everyone suddenly felt a little dull.

Because even if the two sword masters had no extra strength, there were still two martial arts masters present.

Isn't it easy to solve a small missile?

Are the people in Stuttgart out of their minds?

Nie Qinglong even let out a cold snort, and said rather dissatisfied: "A mere missile wants to bomb this old man, and the country of Stester is really going back more and more!"

How can such a small missile be called a missile?

Firecrackers are almost the same!

He Nie Qinglong can solve it with one hand!

Lu Jiu frowned suddenly, he felt a little bad.

One aspect is intuition.

On the other hand...

Lu Jiu rubbed his chin and looked at the missiles in the air: "Are the people in Stuttgart so boring?"

Nie Qinglong pouted, using his hands as knives, stepped on his feet, and jumped up!

Swish!

A cyan saber aura flew towards the missile at extreme speed!

But something jaw-dropping happened.

When it reached about ten meters directly above Lu Jiu and the others, flames suddenly spewed out from the tip of the missile, and the whole missile stopped in mid-air!

Nie Qinglong's predicted saber energy was just like this...

"...I wipe it?"

Lu Jiu's jaw almost fell to the ground.