Lu Yun did indeed use the sword style, but the method used was very indecent. That's why he just released rants, first of all annoyed the female disciples of Fengyuezong and chaotic formation.

Then break one by one!

And they have no intention of killing, because these disciples have not experienced actual combat. For Lu Yun, a person who has gone through many battles, their eyes have betrayed them.

The group of female disciples in Feng Yuezong is nothing more than a fierce tigress on the surface.

"Give me peace!" Feng Yan warned.

Originally, Feng Yuezong wanted to give Lu Yun a horse, but unexpectedly became Lu Yun to teach them. The warrior who had been trained by the seven layers of Master Xuanzong in Tangtang was taught by the younger brother, and he became a system.

"Say what you said!" Lu Yun laughed, "Sisters don't dare to stab."

"Shut up!" Feng Yuezong's female disciple yelled, and spurred towards Lu Yun collectively.

Lu Yun dragonfly point water, spread his hands back. The female disciples in the back also caught up. In order to Fengyongzong's dignity, even if he was really attacked on the chest, in the end Lu Yun lost the people of Tianjizong.

But Lu Yun was a lame.

He began to undress and undress, and bare his upper body directly.

For the disciplined Feng Yuezong female disciples, this is simply a big deal. They closed their eyes in shame one by one, just at that moment.

Lu Yun's long dress was thrown into the air, Xuan Qi condensed in his body, shot at the fastest speed. Those disciples held their long swords, and then protected their chests.

But they closed their eyes!

Lu Yun shot, grabbed their wrists, and then pulled, palms onto her palms, then twisted. The long sword in their hands was instantly removed by Lu Yun.

One by one, there are only six disciples left with long swords in their hands.

At this time, Lu Yun was in the sword.

Two disciples of Feng Yuezong rushed up, and Lu Yun had his fingers gently holding the long sword, unable to move. The other four female disciples rushed up, and this was the best time.

"Oh, uh!"

Six long swords appeared in front of them, blocking their way.

"Oh, uh!"

They wanted to retreat and were stopped by six long swords.

"Boom! Boom!"

Lu Yun used a little force to break the swords of the two female disciples just now.

This is good, these 36 female disciples have become people who can't get in or go back. Lu Yun alone, completed the iron lock Hengjiang.

In the eyes of Yue Chonghong, they are not Lu Yun's opponents on the experience of the contest.

Moreover, Lu Yun's de-sword-like fascination is like twisting his wrist on each disciple's palm, and the long sword somehow reaches Lu Yun's hand.

In the first round, Lu Yunsheng!

At this time, the long dress fell back on Lu Yun's body and was re-dressed.

"Sisters, remember in the future. Even though it is summer, our disciples of the Tianji Sect cannot wear only one long coat. Even if they take off, there are still inside." Lu Yun said.

The female disciples faced with red ears.

"Ah!" Feng said with a sigh, "I will take them out for combat in the future."

Although Hu Qingshan was embarrassed, as Lu Yun's palm yard, he was gratified to see Lu Yun arrogantly cracking the first large array without a long knife in his hand.

Yue Chonghong said: "I underestimate the nephew named Lu Yun, but then, the second team was created by my teacher, Fengyue Group."

The Fengyue formation, a total of four people, cooperate to form a large formation, with exquisite cooperation can make many warriors discouraged.

Lu Yun said at this time: "I am going to use a knife in Fengyue Formation, but my knife is too powerful, so I use this one instead."

With that, Lu Yun took out the amber knife.

Lu Zixuan's heart moved secretly, and this is the personal sword she gave to Lu Yun. Lu Yunming knew that there was a danger and still used this knife, how could she be unhappy.

But listening to the ears of the elders of Feng Yuezong, that is naturally not a taste. Their Fengyue formation has never won a disciple of Xuanwang level.

"This time, as long as you win the disciples of Fengyuezong within a hundred strokes, you will win. No xuanqi!" Yue Crimson said loudly.

"Bash!" Yu Wenna laughed quietly.

This is the most wrong decision Fengzong made. Lu Yun's knife technique even Leng Feiyan suffered a loss. Yu Wen Na Jing believes that Lu Yun will teach Feng Yuezong the world.

Although this time is not comparable to Xuan Qi, the selected female disciples were originally cooperating with martial artists for 20 years. In their hands, no disciples have succeeded yet.

"Without mystery, you will have no chance to win." Lu Yun said arrogantly.

"You are very confident! Look at the sword!" The first disciple made the sword, the second disciple followed, and the third disciple turned to stab Lu Yun.

The fourth disciple was immobile.

Lu Yun just stood on the spot, waiting for the sword to come over.

"Stupid! Those disciples would really pierce his chest!" Feng Yu believed that it was Lu Yun who stood in pride and his disciples would not **** him.

But Lu Yun avoided the three swords.

His body did not seem to have moved, but he avoided it.

The fourth person waved his sword without showing mercy.

I saw her long sword and rubbed it against the landing cloud's cheek.

At first, they couldn't believe Lu Yun just avoided it. Then strengthen your offensive, or fierce, or speed, or disorder. But every time I almost stabbed Lu Yun.

One of them directly changed to slash, but Lu Yun leaned back and lay on the sword. Then reversed, feet upturned, avoiding the three swords.

The four men re-arranged their stances, stabbing the four swords, and Lu Yun knelt down, his eyes only a little away from the long sword.

Every time you want to stab, but you can't.

Yue Chonghong said in surprise: "He knows that the swords of the four have different lengths, widths and weights!"

"How is it possible!" Feng Yu was surprised.

Yes, their sword array is not as profound as the Qi. The four swords seem to be the same. In fact, the swords have different lengths, widths and weights. Therefore, the speed is slow, and the distance of the sword is different.

And if Lu Yun said that it was a coincidence to avoid it for the first time, but he avoided it for so many times in a row, then he really knew.

At the same time, Lu Yun is very confident in himself. He believes that he will definitely avoid that four swords with that movement and that distance.

The disciples of Feng Yuezong looked stunned. They had seen too many people come to challenge this sword array. Although it can be avoided at the beginning, it cannot be avoided as the sword moves later.

Lu Yun apparently is planning for his next time every time. He seems to be at ease, but he does not use the knife in his hand. What does he do with a knife?

Yu Wen Na Jing said: "He is counting!"

"What is it?" Lu Zixuan asked.

"Count how many changes they have, and then break through!" Yu Wen Najing said.

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Yu Wen Na Jing didn't explain, because one hundred strokes had passed halfway, with Lu Yun's character, he decided to use a knife, so he wouldn't wait for his opponent to use up one hundred strokes to win.

This is not his style!

Yue Chonghong was thinking about Yu Wen Najing. In this way, Lu Yun could n’t make a hundred moves to subdue him. He had won. Why should they remember their moves?

Does he want to break through?

"Uh!"

Suddenly, Lu Yun waved his sword, seemingly ordinary but capable. He cut off four people with a single knife, then raised his wrist and fell with another knife.

The disciples who had already come to Lu Yun for a long time wanted to continue to be united, but Lu Yun's backhand was cut open again.

"Uh!"

Lu Yun went one step further and shot again.