Chapter 163 has a great advantage

   Huang Jizong didn't have a holiday, and really came out to make achievements a year ago.

  Anything can be faked, and the 3 million messages on the personal panel indicate that it is not.

  But one size fits all, there must be an explanation for peeking at his butt, and it can't just be left alone.

   Lu Bei's eyes were sharp, and there was even a little grievance, while Zhu Qilan's face turned black. After fighting for a long time, both of them were seriously injured, but you told me about my own?

   After all, she is a mature woman. She took a deep breath, and while exercising to regulate her breath, she said coldly: "You and I are seriously injured, and there are four other demons in the God Transformation Realm here..."

   Halfway through the conversation, Zhu Qilan saw Lu Bei slowly slinking into the ground, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he strode vigorously, shaking the earth dragon, and interrupting the earth escape technique forced Lu Bei to stop on the spot.

"what are you doing?"

   "Uh, it's Xuanyin Division. In fact, I haven't been in office for long. Today, I just caught two congenital fugitives along the way. You suddenly told me about the four transformation gods. My... family is still waiting for me to go home for the New Year!"

   Lu Bei spread his hands together, and said kindly: "If we don't come together, I'm good at escaping from the ground. If I leave now, it's fine to take you with me."

   "It's just the four transformation gods, where did you fight with me!" Zhu Qilan was furious.

   "I'm done venting on you..."

   Lu Bei muttered in a low voice, grinning his teeth and rubbing his chest, the body of the sword was aching, and his cultivation base and life were consumed by more than half. He reckoned that the woman with disheveled hair on the opposite side had similar nerves. At most, it was because of the powerful recovery ability of the God Transformation Realm, and its battery life was slightly better than him.

   At this time, there are four more God Transformation, even if only one God Transformation Realm is perfect, the other three will be given for nothing.

  It’s better to listen to the master and go home to celebrate the New Year first, and then go back to the grave to play disco after twenty years.

  Boom!

  On the top of the mountain in the distance, the pavilion was shaking and collapsing, the sound of air currents was rumbling endlessly, and four figures burst out. Murderous, evil, resentful, and deadly, the four devils who have transformed themselves into gods, none of them is mediocre in terms of breath alone.

   Whoosh!

   Lu Bei took a step forward, and stood obediently beside Zhu Qilan, holding his arms to stand upright, breathing down to the foundation building stage, looking like a little boy who was taken care of by a rich woman.

   "What are you doing?"

  Zhu Qilan shook his hands and broke free, and was beaten in vain, not wanting to have direct or indirect physical contact with Lu Bei.

"According to my many years of experience in bullying the weak, little cultivators in the foundation-building period have no meaning in hammering. They must take it lightly when they see that my cultivation base is weak. You go up and single out the four of them, and I will cover behind. When the opportunity comes, I will take a knife in my hand. If you take down one of the dog's lives, you will basically be stable in single-handedly fighting three."

   "Cough! Cough cough——"

  Zhu Qilan's chest rose and fell, his face turned blue and white alternately, he held his breath in his throat, swallowed hard, couldn't breathe, and forced out two mouthfuls of blood.

   Obviously, he was very angry.

  She couldn't figure it out. She fought fiercely with herself before, and her moves were just to take the enemy's life. Where did the strong man who made her survive several times go?

  Boom!

  The black and white evil king, the zombie-faced Taoist, and the black coffin lined up after landing, repeatedly confirming that the blood-clothed old devil's breath disappeared, it was not a joke, and their faces were extremely ugly.

   At the same time, I was still a little puzzled.

  What happened, why did the fightrs reconcile, and why did the persuasion die?

  The black and white evil king is a guest, and he doesn’t speak at this moment. The blood-clothed old devil who was originally in charge of diplomacy died of persuading the fight. The zombie-faced Taoist looked at the coffin beside him, raised his foot and kicked him, telling him to speak quickly and not pretend to be dead.

   "Who are you two, why did you come to the trade conference, why did you fight, and why did you kill my old friend in blood?" The black coffin was surrounded by black mist, revealing a dull and indistinguishable voice.

   "Huang Jizong, the great commander, Zhu Qilan."

  Zhu Qilan didn't say a word of nonsense, and directly pointed out the reason. She pointed at the sword, and a white light shot high into the sky. Under the night, gorgeous flowers and branches bloomed to signal, surrounded by a halo, beautiful and beautiful.

Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the words. According to his knowledge of the family tree of the Zhu family, "respect the law and respect the training, and the state is prosperous." Zhu Qilan is a member of the Zhu family. His aunts...

  That's right, it's indeed a grandma.

  The Great Commander of Huang Jizong!

  It was completely different from Lu Bei's focus. When the four demon cultivators heard that Zhu Qilan had reported his family name, the faces of the two evil kings, black and white, changed, and the zombie-faced Taoist and the coffin board all took a step back.

   "The emperor of Huangjizong, it turns out that this is the case, the news has leaked."

  Bai Xiejun looked at the two leaders with a sneer, cursing inwardly that success was more than failure, he had no brains at all, yet dared to daydream about going to the Far West. He made up his mind to draw a line with idiots in the future and never be implicated by them again.

  Thinking of this, Bai Xiejun suddenly realized that something was wrong. The blood-clothed old devil died in the joint ultimate move of two people, and Zhu Qilan was only one of them. The other person has remained silent so far, deliberately downplaying his own existence.

   It's so risky, I was almost fooled by it!

  Bai Xiejun's eyes were like knives, and he looked at Lu Bei intently. He saw the little foundation builder hiding behind Zhu Qilan, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, as if he was a running errand boy.

   Oh, foundation building!

   This person is very dangerous and cannot be easily turned into an enemy.

Bai Xiejun understood, and secretly gave his brother a look, and stepped forward to point at Zhu Qilan: "I have heard for a long time that the chief steward of the Huangji Sect is one in a million, and everyone is very capable. My brothers are not talented, so I would like to ask you for advice." Leading the way."

"as you wish."

  Zhu Qilan took a step forward. According to intelligence, black and white evil spirits have weird supernatural powers. Right now, she is seriously injured and needs to be cautious.

  Lu Bei was about to take a step forward, when suddenly a ghostly figure flashed close to the ground, directly attacking his feet, retreated three steps, and looked at the coffin board quite speechlessly.

   "The great commander, if you don't dislike it, we two brothers will have fun with you."

  The zombie-faced Taoist and the coffin board are on the left and the right, one gold and one black, coerced by two god-like realms, blocking the front and back retreats, making Lu Bei stuck in place and unable to move.

   "I am not the Grand Commander, she is."

  Lu Bei complained speechlessly: "By the way, I am not a disciple of Huangjizong, nor a newcomer to Xuanyin Division. Otherwise, how could I fight her."

  Before, Lu Bei didn't understand the conflict between Xuanyin Division and Huangjizong very well. The people above didn't speculate because of their butts, and they didn't want to delay the people below shouting slogans.

   It's like he and Huang He met and got along several times, and he was very happy.

  It is only now that I understand that due to overlapping of responsibilities and mutual constraints, the people at the top are bubbling badly, and there is no chance for the people below to pretend to be dead at all.

   "Xuanyin Division is also fine, the two of us don't care."

  The Taoist with a zombie face smiled sinisterly. Compared with Zhu Qilan's **** and cold blood, Lu Bei is undoubtedly hot-blooded and masculine, and he is the type of warm-hearted man he likes.

   It’s the Chinese New Year, and everything today needs to be warm.

  Coffin Ban is not very interested in Relu, he is a more down-to-earth person, he likes soft persimmons, and he can't suppress his anger when he sees a coward.

  Lu Beiyuan's attitude is not as strong as Zhu Qilan's. Obviously, he lacks confidence and has no capital to be arrogant. He just happens to be the type he likes.

   What's more coincidental is that the Black and White Shuangxie chose Zhu Qilan first, and the two brothers joined the battle. As the host, they can lose in IQ, but they must not lose their momentum.

   Two vs. one, full health vs. crippled, Zombie Face Daoist thinks it has a great advantage, Coffin Board thinks it's hard to lose.

   "Hey hey --"

   "Jie Jie Jie Jie——"

  The four magic cultivators in the God Transformation Realm spread their aura, covering the sky and covering the ground to intimidate the audience, and the aftermath of the collapse shattered the wind, causing the demon cultivators who watched the excitement in the distance to stay away.

  When the blood-clothed old devil was caught in seconds, he went offline so fast that no one could react. Monk Zhang Er, the demon cultivator who participated in the trade conference, couldn't figure it out.

  Someone messed up the situation, and they jointly staged a play, and the blood-clothed old devil was killed in the trap.

  Because everyone thinks that the advantage of four vs. two is great, and in addition to the fight between the powerhouses of the God Transformation Realm, opportunities are hard-won, and observation is of great benefit, so no one is in a hurry to leave.

  In a corner where no one was paying attention, the Huangjizong dead warriors with grimacing faces came out with knives...

  Tonight Spike, Tianxing will kill.

  …

  Four God Transformation Realm demon cultivators teamed up to overwhelm Zhu Qilan in one fell swoop. The latter was overwhelmed. Seeing that Lu Bei was still pretending to be dead, he snorted coldly and stepped heavily on his toes.

   Lu Bei snorted, the matter has come to an end, and he no longer pretended to be a salted fish.

  Zhu Qilan: (_)

  She cursed secretly in her heart, regardless of the Xuanyin dog thief who only knows how to fight in the nest, her five fingers suddenly closed, and the fist prints pointed at the black and white double evil, and the momentum around her body rose instantly.

   "Huang Ji Sacrificial Seal!"

  Among the turbulent air current, the fist prints split the void like a violent wave, small cracks spread and spread, and the air exploded like a mirror.

  Following that, it was broken, and there was also the coercive oppression exerted by the four demon cultivators.

  Zhu Qilan got out of the prison, his slender body soared to the sky, soaring and hanging in the sky, and pressed down with another backhand.

  Boom——

  The battle begins.

  Intense darkness spread across the audience, and two figures, one black and one white, soared into the sky, attacking Zhu Qilan left and right. On the ground, maids in palace costumes held lanterns, knights in golden armor straddled horses, and the magnificent carriages were full of people, rushing towards Lubei with thousands of troops.

   Little tricks!

Lu Bei squinted his eyes slightly, suppressing the golden light in his eyes, the 'Five Elements Wheel' fused with the 'Wind and Thunder Movement' under his feet, and opened the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams array, trapping thousands of troops and horses that were difficult to distinguish, and then attracted wind, fire and thunder to paste this batch of paper burned to ashes.

   "Jie Jie Jie Jie——"

   A **** wind swept across, and a pair of red eyes suddenly lit up in the darkness.

  The zombie-faced Taoist waved his claws to tear apart the array, pierced through the void with his fingers, and appeared behind Lu Bei like a ghost. His blood-smelling mouth opened its golden fangs, biting towards the fragrant artery.

   Lu Bei remained silent, stabbing his arm with the knife straight behind his back, and a little cold light opened the way, stabbing the zombie-faced Taoist's eye socket.

  The knife came very fast, the zombie-faced Taoist didn't dodge, he raised his head slightly, and grabbed the magic knife wind blade in one bite.

  Which one is better, the indestructible magic knife or the indestructible zombie fangs?

  The coffin board did not give the two of them a chance to verify, the black line of eight ghost hands extended, submerged under Lu Bei's feet, and sewn into one with his shadow.

   "This man is strong, kill him quickly!"

  (end of this chapter)