Chapter 381 It’s okay to compete with swords, but you can’t talk about borrowing money

  Lu Zhou was the first to lose, and he refused to bow his head in the face of the Immortal Sword Intent, so he was the most seriously injured.

   If he was affected by this again, it would get worse and worse. Although he didn't die on the spot, it was almost the same. In the future, Huang Jizong's siege of Tianjian Peak would be nothing to him.

Zhu Yuan is a self-inflicted evil. The battle flag in his hand came from a senior in the Tribulation Stage. When he was awarded it, it was stated that the flag could be used three times a day. There are more than enough minions.

   As a result, before Xiong Chu's minions showed up, he took out the battle flag and used it first.

   It never occurred to me that Lu Bei's sword intent was so strong that he could block the cultivator in the Tribulation Period with a full blow.

   Block it, block it, and it exploded, causing him to rush to the street with Lu Zhou.

  Three Great Elders, two of them were seriously injured, and only Zhu Xiuzhu was still able to fight.

  From this point of view, stacking armor is not without any benefit.

  Zhu Xiuzhu lowered his head and coughed up blood. Seeing Lu Bei staggering towards him holding a sword, he waved his hands again and again to show that he would stop fighting.

   boring.

   In this battle, Huang Jizong conceded defeat.

   Lu Bei just pretended not to be able to see it, and he was in his hands, and he was about to take down Zhu Xiuzhu's experience bag.

The latter's face darkened, and his sturdy body stood upright. He first supported the dimly lit square seal above his head, and then tightened his bamboo stick in his hand, signaling to Lu Bei to put it away as soon as he was good. explain.

   Right at this moment, Jianguang came rushing from afar, with seven leading the charge and forty behind.

  Forty-seven sword cultivators landed on the ground, seven of them were in the combined body stage, and the rest were all in the Void Refining Realm.

  Led by Lian Lin, the seven swordsmen looked at Lu Bei with infinitely complicated eyes. They didn't say much, and pointed their swords at Zhu Xiuzhu to express their position.

  The light of the sword soared into the sky, and the force of the sword weaved into a net, causing Zhu Xiuzhu's face to change dramatically. One of them couldn't hold back, and spit out a mouthful of blood again.

  How could these people be in Beijun Mountain? Who was it that abducted them?

   Lu Bei thought in his heart. He originally thought that Huangjizong split up the Iron Sword Alliance and robbed this group of Tianjianzong conservatives. Now it seems that there are other people behind the scenes.

  Suddenly, Lu Bei had an idea and thought of Zhu Jingli, the reinforcement who was rushing to Yuezhou.

   Behind the scenes is the royal family of Wu Zhou.

   Split the Iron Sword Alliance, keep some sword repair forces, and continue to contain Huangjizong in the future...

  The plan was perfect, and the execution was impeccable, but the problem was that Lu Bei hadn't read the script. In his impression, the Heavenly Sword Sect was razed to the ground, and it was only by the player's return of blood to survive, and the Heavenly Sword Sect that the players ruled could no longer be regarded as the Heavenly Sword Sect.

   Completely dead.

   Who, what went wrong, and why did the royal family's plans change?

  Facing the rebels, how could the emperor be lenient?

  Lu Bei couldn't figure it out, so he snorted coldly and pushed away the person in the way: "Get out of the way, don't disturb me dueling."

   Wang Yan, who was pushed away, dared not speak out, bowed his head and said: "You...you are too seriously injured, and you are not suitable for a long battle. The old dog of Huangjizong, just leave it to us to deal with."

   "You taught me how to do things?"

  “…”xN

   "If you don't come out earlier, you will only show up after the overall situation is settled. It's really an eyesore."

  Lu Bei brushed away his blood-stained hair, and pointed at Zhu Xiuzhu with his sword: "Don't worry about other people, just continue the battle just now, don't worry, if they dare to attack, Lu will be the first to cut them to the ground."

  After hearing Zhu Xiuzhu's words, Zhu Xiuzhu was stunned. His heart, which was as calm as stagnant water, suddenly fluctuated, and a little blood came out. He grinned, raised his hand to push away the square mark on the top of his head, and strode towards Lu Bei with a bamboo stick.

   "Wait a minute." Lu Bei raised his hand and shouted to stop.

"What's wrong?"

Zhu Xiuzhu stopped walking when he heard the words, and saw Lu Bei put down Dashitian in his hand, and threw away the bamboo stick together, and said sarcastically: "Don't look at the dead bones in the old man's tomb, if you are serious and kill in melee, you are definitely not the enemy of the old man in one blow .”

"I can tell."

  Lu Bei glanced at Zhu Xiuzhu, whose muscles were swollen. He clenched his five fingers and held them in mid-air. His fingertips were entwined with sword intent, exuding the sharp wind: "Just now they teamed up to hurt you. Lu doesn't want to take advantage of the blood."

   After saying that, he clenched his five fingers into a fist and hammered on his chest with a bang.

  The hot blood was sprayed, making Zhu Xiuzhu suddenly speechless, and the praise in his eyes was even stronger than before.

  Behind him, the forty-seven sword cultivators were all speechless, their expressions were either shocked or ashamed, their blood rushed to their hearts and they couldn't be suppressed.

  Lian Lin, Wang Yan and other seven people were the most shocked. On the fourth floor of Tieshan Prison, they were often beaten by Lu Bei, because of their mouth, they didn't like Lu Bei very much.

  Leaving aside, when Lu Bei reported his family name, he called him Lin, which greatly reduced people's impression of him.

  Give this sword intent, why hide your head and show your tail, won't your sword heart be ashamed?

  But today, it seems that this person does have merit.

  Here, Lu Bei punched himself in the chest. While consuming mana, he lowered his health, and at the same time triggered the two basic requirements for backtracking.

  When the repair level is less than 30%, the strength and speed attributes are doubled; the health value is less than 10%, and the total life is recovered by 10% per second. The duration is five seconds, and the skill interval is 24 hours.

  The blood volume soared, the power and speed doubled, the strength attribute reached 45,000, and the speed was as high as 96,000, which was so fast that it was desperate.

  Boom! !

  The wind blew, a space collapsed and sunken, and the overflowing black lines eroded wildly towards the surrounding area.

   Lu Bei's phantom dissipated in place, and then, a belated golden light appeared in front of Zhu Xiuzhu. The latter maintained a blocking posture, and the expression of approval was still visible on his face.

  But soon, Zhu Xiuzhu's phantom disappeared with the golden light, and they all escaped into the void.

  Five seconds, no more, no less.

  Lu Bei stepped out of the void, and threw Zhu Xiuzhu on the ground like a dead dog: "It's okay, although you are a bit old, but your body is still strong. You are a big realm higher than Lu, and you are a strong enemy."

  After speaking, he raised his hand to call Da Shitian, and looked at the group of sword cultivators entering the arena.

  The clothes were stained with blood, and the intent of the sword was soaring. In the background, the three great elders of Huangjizong were lying on the ground in silence.

   "What are you here for? If it is to win over Lingxiao Sword Sect, there is no need for it. It is enough for Beijun Mountain to have Lu." Lu Bei probed for information.

  Lian Lin took a step forward, holding his sword at his side: "I am waiting here not for the Lingxiao Sword Sect, but for...Your Excellency."

   "Are you addicted to beating?!"

   Lu Bei subconsciously said that if this was the case, he would try his best to make the other party happy even if he risked his life.

   "..." x7

  The words brought back unpleasant memories for the seven of them, but out of respect for the Immortal Sword Intent, they dared not say anything.

  Lian Lin continued: "The matter is of great importance. There are many people in this place. Please move around and find a quiet place to talk slowly."

   "Since there are so many people, it's fine to clear the venue. Why should Lu be wronged?"

  Lu Bei curled his lips, his senses towards the seven people who were hiding and tucking away were normal, just looking at those constipated faces, up and down, he could tell that these people were harboring ruthless favors.

  It is okay to compete with swords, but it is not necessary to borrow money.

   "What your Excellency said is true, it's because we are too small."

   Lian Lin nodded, the reasoning is indeed the same, if you clear the venue directly, no one will bother you, so there is no need to wrong yourself.

  The accompanying sword cultivators stood up with their swords, swaying sword light all over the sky, and pressed towards the Huangjizong formation with great momentum.

  Without the three great elders, although there were still masters of the fusion stage in the formation, they were frightened and had no fighting spirit.

   At this moment, Zhu Yuan raised a battle flag, waving in the wind, soaring to a height of a thousand meters.

  The surface of the flag is chaotic and invisible, unfolding the picture scroll of the sky, and the momentum of encroachment sweeps across the world, as if to wrap the entire Beijun Mountain in the picture.

  Over Beijun Mountain, the demonic aura suddenly rose, and amidst the rolling black clouds, a pair of giant eyes slowly opened.

  The array pattern swallows and shrouds the sky, surrounded by boundless evil spirits, and the giant eyes remain silent, launching an invisible confrontation with it.

   Lu Bei's heart skipped a beat, the familiar eyes were the mysterious person who maliciously made him look ugly last time.

  Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, the day of revenge is not far away.

  Just tomorrow…

"Huh!"

   Lu Bei let out a light snort, and took a closer look. These big golden eyes, looking at the essence through the appearance, are a bit like glaucoma.

   Thinking about it again, the ground that Hu San transforms into is a nine-tailed fox, doesn't he have such a pair of glaucoma eyes!

  Lu Bei: "..."

  Thunder roared, interrupting air combat.

  The Zhanqi swept away a group of Huangjizong people and others. The giant golden eyes saw this scene and did not stop it. The moment before the thunder surged wildly, it disappeared at the same time as the Zhanqi.

  The three great elders are gone, and the magic weapon that Yuhuamen lost outside is also lost.

  Lu Bei sighed unceasingly. He wanted to sell it for a good price and slaughter Huang Jizong severely, but Hu Er didn't say anything, and naturally it was not his turn to speak.

   It’s also interesting to say that in the first scene of Huangjizong’s battle against Iron Sword League, Xuanyinsi and Huangjizong fought in the ring, and Xuanyinsi even won.

   Among them, Xiongchu's minions and Tianjianzong's split are interspersed. From the beginning to the end of a big chess game, not to mention the dangers, but the reversals.

   Turning around, Lu Bei was a little dizzy, and hurriedly looked at the personal panel to suppress his shock.

  [You defeated Lu Zhou and gained 90 million experience points. After judging that the opponent’s level is greater than 20 levels, the reward is 90 million experience points]

  [You defeated Zhu Yuan and gained 90 million experience points. After judging that the opponent’s level difference is greater than 20 levels, you will be rewarded with 90 million experience points]

  [You defeated Zhu Xiuzhu and gained 100 million experience. After judging the opponent’s level, the difference is greater than 20 levels, and you will be rewarded with 100 million experience]

   Invested 600 million in cost, and only recovered 560 million, ignoring the two levels of Immortal Sword Intent, a total loss of 40 million in experience.

   Rounding up, the deal was a flop.

   Unable to suppress the shock, Lu Bei was heartbroken, turned around and flew towards Beijun Mountain.

   "Since you have regained your freedom, you should run around for the sake of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Why are you following me?"

  In the middle of the journey, he stopped and looked at the forty-seven swordsmen: "Ugly words are up front. If it is an unkind request, please don't open your mouth. Lu is too weak to help you."

   "Your Excellency was joking, you... have realized the immortal sword intent, and I should be the one with low strength." Wang Yan smiled honestly, and it was very blunt.

  Lu Bei took a breath: "What immortal sword intent, where did you hear the gossip, don't talk nonsense without evidence, you are both sword cultivators, how can you slander good people for no reason!"

  (end of this chapter)