On the second day, in the early morning, Lu Sheng was still in the side hall, and he heard the door slightly squeaking. If you don't have to look at it, you know that the lotus sneaked out and ran out.

After all, she is a good man who has no reason to make a difference. Even if she does not send a chief, she can still cope with it.

Lu Sheng didn't know what He Xiangzi was going to do, and he was too lazy to take care of her. Anyway, no matter what he did, he could pull back. Since the League does not allow murder, there is no danger.

I continued to sit still for a while, and after completing the daily homework of the Chi Kuang Jiu Gong and the bottle gas, Lu Sheng stood up and began to eat.

Breakfast is exquisite small caged crystal dumplings and marinated duck legs.

Lu Sheng sat down, poured a glass of water, and began to tear the duck leg slowly.

He had planned his position last night, only need to show strength, enough to stabilize the ranking, but not too exaggerated, this is enough.

At this level, Lu Sheng is going to be set in the six lines.

Li Du is a four-layered level. He and his sisters and sisters join hands, and only some of the four strong people can handle it.

The rest of the rankings of the lower three schools, the majority of the chief is only five lines, very few six lines. After all, the chief of the six lines, only in the middle triple is the average level.

Only showing the strength of the six-grain level, it is not a problem to stabilize the school ranking, but it is not too eye-catching.

‘How is the black film strength like the six-school schoolchildren? Perhaps you can compare the degree of the exhibition Kong Ning....’ Lu Sheng carefully calculated.

Hey.

Suddenly the courtyard door slowly opened, and a figure rushed in. It is a lotus flower!

She has one ear and one big hole in her right leg. She can see the back view from the front. At this time, it was blood that fell to the ground.

Lu Sheng sighed helplessly and quickly stood up and rushed over.

"Sister, are you okay? Are you not going to inquire about intelligence? How can you make this?"

He quickly lifted the lotus.

"It's okay.....I...I didn't lose..." He Xiangzi smiled and barely supported a word, and he completely stunned.

Lu Sheng had no choice but to hold it up and put it in the bed.

Then she was given a cure for wounds and wounds, and the wound was slowly growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was relieved.

Going back to the door of the temple, he looked at the faint outside.

"It seems that you have to show your strength, otherwise anyone will dare to step on the two feet." He carefully thought about the black film level of Kong Ning, the black air tumbling, and then quickly formed a black film, fine-tuned for a while His original black film gradually became thinner, and the black gas filled inside was also less than ninety-nine.

"Almost..... This strength should be no problem. It is similar to the strength of the exhibition Kong Ning." Lu Sheng is very satisfied with his micro-operation effect.

Ready for the preparatory work, he looked at the sky, still early, not until noon.

"Exactly, hurry up for a while, come back to have lunch." He thought so, striding to the gate of Huilanyuan.

Pushing open the door, the outside is a tense situation.

The Kaiyang School, the Ice Valley, and the Huangsha Jianpai, three of the five schools in this subdivision have all appeared.

The people were divided into three groups and gathered on the middle avenue to confront each other.

The avenue is a boulevard that runs through the entire Joan Palace. It is large enough to accommodate dozens of people.

The popularity of the Kaiyang School is compelling, and all of them are full of enthusiasm. The head of a strong man, carrying two heavy hammers in his hand, the hammer is full of sharp spikes. He is the chief of the Kaiyang School, Huang Sicheng.

On the ice valley side, the chief Li Xiuying was slightly cold, holding a broken sword in his hand, and there was still blood in his body. Obviously, the situation was not good.

One of the people in the Huangsha Jianpai seems to be a noble son, with a face like a jade, a long-haired shawl, and a long sword with a sharp spike. The six people behind him are all neat and sturdy.

The three parties have gathered together, and it seems that they have already played against each other before.

"Oh? The Yuan Mozong people are coming out again." The noble son of the Huangsha Jianpai saw the road win and went out, and he laughed unexpectedly. "Before the Yuan Mozong solved the difference, it seems that there is some strength."

Lu Sheng swept his eyes and saw the heroes of the ice valley. Yue Shengya rushed to the side and seemed to let him back.

However, since he has made a special trip to solve the rankings, naturally it will not be so simple to return.

He turned his eyes and then fell to the noble son of the Huangsha Jianpai.

"Forget it, just let me."

"Ha?" The smile on the face of your son was stagnation. "You just... what?"

Lu Sheng is too lazy to talk nonsense, and these four-five little guys say so much? Do not accept a word, dry!

He strode to the Huangsha sword and sent everyone away.

"Is this kid crazy?" Your son looked strange and took a step back. "Sword one, you try him."

"Yes."

A fighter behind him responded, and Muran stood up and walked toward Lusheng.

From the gate of Huilanyuan to the position of the station of the Huangsha Jianpai, there is a total distance of less than 100 steps.

The Brawler soon ushered in the road victory ahead.

He had a sharp sword on his back and fell into his hands in lightning.

"Mystery, crazy sand!"

Hey! !

The spiked sword edge turned into a large yellow light, and the raindrops blew toward the road.

The sharp tip of the sword shines like a jewel-like light in the light. There is even a faint yellow light. It’s not just a simple sword rain.

call....

Lu Sheng gently opened his mouth and a black breath. The magic of the no-ghost face is gently spread.

Oh...

A large number of swords fell on Lu Sheng, but all were blocked by a black film. The rain-like sword shadow swelled into a large spark.

"This is!!?" The swearing man's pupils shrank, and he did not believe that he couldn't break the black film.

His secret technique is fast-speed, fast enough, plus a sharp and sharp yellow sand sword, enough for any opponent to be jealous. But now....

"Lotus, optimistic, no cause because of the ghost face is used ...." Lu Sheng suddenly sounded.

His hand was relaxed and free from the side of the Brawler. Did not hit him, just simply wiped from the side.

But this is the moment that I wiped it, the magical power of a rope, like a living thing, quickly attached to the fighting people.

At the entrance of the Yuan Mozong, the lotus scent did not know when it was strong to support the body and came out, leaning against the door to look at this side.

Hearing the sound of Lu Sheng, the lotus scent looked nervous and opened his mouth, but he still said nothing.

At this time, Lu Sheng had already passed by the fight.

Originally all the normal fighting people walked a few steps forward, just about to turn and pursue, but suddenly turned black and coughed.

Cough and cough! !

He bent down, fell to the ground, coughed aloud, and a mouthful of blood pulled out of his mouth.

"Yuan Mozong's poisonous fog magic?" Your son looked gloomy. "I'm going to try it myself." He slowly pulled the sword and walked up toward Lu Sheng.

"Mystery, sandstorm!" He walked a few steps, and the faster he went, the less he had to reach the close distance, and he suddenly smashed out a sword. The big piece was far more violent than the previous savage yellow sword light, and the raindrops fell to the road. Where.

Wherever the sword light is, the flowers and plants on the side are also instantly smashed and yellowed and dehydrated. It seems to be swept by the real sandstorm, and the water in the body is also dried away.

Crossing the fight, Lu Sheng continued to walk toward Guigongzi.

"Different opponents need different coping styles. Like this type. You can refine the operation, the purpose is to constantly manipulate the magic gas from the gap behind him.

Of course, the corrosion of the black film will not be effective so quickly, which requires you to have enough flexibility to avoid the extension time.

In addition to the body, it is necessary to avoid the surrounding environment at any time, and there are many restrictions.

The best way is to use the delaying war to kill the other party's black film. ”

Lu Sheng walked to the front of a large sandstorm Jianguang.

Suddenly slap.

His entire arm disappeared like a blink of an eye.

Bang! !

Under a loud noise.

The sky is gone, and the son of the son disappears, leaving only a circular hole in the side wall.

Lu Sheng retracted his hand.

"However, that is your solution, I don't have to think about it."

"........" The lotus flower opened his mouth and was speechless. I can only watch this scene.

The other two schools were silent for a while.

In the ice valley team, Yue Shengya grabbed his mouth and pressed the exclamation that almost didn't hold back.

Both the Ice Glen Chief and the Kaiyang School Chief were silent. Both are thinking about empathy. If the slap was just the face of them, what would happen?

The rest of the school's disciples, this reaction, the humming sound gradually sounded, and the fearful and fearful sight fell on Lu Sheng, the power and speed, some people in the place are not sure to accept.

"Less Lord!!" The people of the Huangsha Jianpai reacted and rushed out of the round hole, and they disappeared into a few people.

The two defenders who left behind seemed to be seniors, and one of them was deeply stunned.

"My Huangsha Jianpai, admit defeat!" The other side of the road wins a fist, turned and brought people to follow.

"So, there is no weak secret in this world, only people who will not use it." Lu Sheng calmly looked at the lotus.

"The secret rumors of the Yuan Mozong are very weak, but in my hands, it is the strongest!"

The lotus scented and swelled, and even shivered with excitement.

"Teacher...."

Shangyangjia.

The next day, the cave.

"I said, this is the last time." Shang Yangfei's weak and pitiful face was so ugly at this time, her hand even gently stroked the waist to bend the knife.

"We also said that the transfer of the seventy-two judges, I have the right to intervene."

In the red cave, in the middle of a sword furnace, in the disc array on the ground, sitting on the three old people who are all red.

"But you can only intervene at these critical moments!" Shang Yangfei felt that an anger that could not be vented in his chest was constantly squeezed and could break out at any time.

In the red-red sword furnace, the flame is constantly beating and burning, and the hot high temperature is filled with every inch of space here.

It is the hot and hot air here. If a normal person inhales a bite, it will burn the lungs in an instant, let alone stay here for a long time.

It is one of the core caves of the Shangyang family and one of the great places to smelt the fragments of the gods. At the same time, it is also the place where the three homes of Shangyangjia are resident.

But the hot air here is far from the hot anger of Yang Fei's chest.

"I don't wait to intervene at this moment. Is it because you are mobilizing the judge to go to the Yan family of Lin's family? Do you know how much damage it will cause?"

An old man slowly opened his mouth.

"Upper Yang Fei, you have to understand that the family's cultivation and hope for you is not the capital you used to give up."

Shang Yangfei slowly grips the handle.

"Retreat. This place is the place of suppression, not where you should be."

Shang Yangfei has never thought of this moment, hating the so-called old and immortal monsters of these families.

‘The times are changing, the world is changing, the big Song... is changing, only you.....’

She was expressionless and turned and walked silently toward the exit.

Perhaps, Shangyangjia needs a radical change.