After the news spread that the four major forces in Shuiyunjian were going to compete in the arena, it caused a sensation.

On Pingfeng Lake, the arena is elevated and the scenery is sultry.

"The rules are very simple. In a big battle, whichever side stands at the end wins!"

Hall Master Feng announced the rules. Lu Yun stood on the high platform and glanced at Fu Xiu in front of her.

"Don't worry, we just need to delay. They have already gone to break the formation."

Fu Xiu's voice transmission is full of pride.

All arenas and competitions are all tactics used to delay these people.

Attracting the entire Shuiyunjian's attention here was to allow Wen Ruyu to secretly break the formation.

Lu Yun remembered what Wen Ruyu said when we parted this morning.

He said: "The last formation has long been determined, and the three uncertain formations I mentioned before are all fake."

"They will definitely choose one of the three locations for today's arena competition. Someone will stay at the other two, so the manpower will be scattered. I will take people to the real formation location."

"You try to make as much noise as possible to hold them back."

In short, they are bait.

Lu Yun took down Wuzhuo. She was still unskilled in using Wuzhuo. She needed to hold the epee with both hands.

The slender girl is holding a heavy sword, which looks very strange.

"I attack and you defend."

In the plan, Fu Xiu was the main force. Fu Xiu held several talismans in his hands with a calm look on his face.

"Um."

Lu Yun responded and the bell rang.

"start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden sword came towards his face.

The first person to take action was Miying, the most outstanding person among the juniors of the Golden Knife Hall and the adoptive son of the Master of the Feng Hall.

That golden sword has all the true inheritance of Hall Master Feng, and it makes the fight fierce and fierce.

But before he got close, Fu Xiu threw out a talisman and shouted softly: "Explode!"

The golden talisman exploded instantly in the air, and the resulting shock wave blew Miying back.

The air is filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

When the smoke and dust dispersed, everyone on the stage discovered that talismans were floating in the sky. Fu Xiu used her hands as a guide and kept talking.

"The wind is blowing!"

"Fire."

Then the strong wind blew up and the flames were high, and the fireball fell from the sky and hit those people with great power.

Talisman cultivators have always been special. Even though they may not have much fighting power on the surface, the combination of those talismans is enough to make people fearful.

The wind raised the fire, and the sea of ​​fire enveloped Fu Xiu and Lu Yun, making it impossible for others to get close.

Lu Yun, who was standing behind Fu Xiu, slammed down heavily, knocking back half a step a person who broke through the fire wall and tried to sneak attack Fu Xiu.

It was this half-step that made the two of them look at each other, as if they had found an opponent, and they started fighting together.

It's all a collision of recklessness and strength, and that man's fists and Wu Zhuo are not the losers.

When Lu Yun uses Wu Zhuo, he can only chop and smash in the simplest way. With Wu Zhuo's own weight, these three simple moves are enough to keep people away.

"I said, Love Scholar, you are not a very good disciple. Aren't you known as the best puncher among your peers? How come you were blocked by someone?"

There were many spectators on the shore. Qu Miao mocked the love scholar and watched with cold eyes as Lu Yun and the disciple became more and more courageous as they fought.

"Just take a look."

Seeing that his disciples Pang Yong and Lu Yun were evenly matched, the love scholar didn't think so.

The technique my disciple practices is that the more you fight, the braver you become. The more injuries you get, the harder your fists become.

As for the little girl who appeared out of nowhere, holding an ill-fitting heavy sword, it looked like she was walking on a wild road, so there was nothing to be afraid of if she was dragged behind her.

The love scholar's contempt for Lu Yun made Qu Miao smile half-heartedly. From the corner of her eye, she looked at Mrs. Chunfeng sitting lazily under the umbrella.

Today's lady is wearing a golden dress and is full of brilliance.

There was a smile in her eyes, and she seemed very satisfied with this scene.

Qu Miao frowned and sent a message to his subordinates: "What's going on in Yunxiang Tower?"

With Yu Chunfeng's character, they forced her face yesterday, she shouldn't be so easy to talk to.

"Master, we have sent people to keep an eye on us, but we are not available yet."

The subordinate's reply was timely, and Qu Miao felt relieved for the time being.

On the field, the two people from Jin Yulou have been wandering around the edge of the ring. Their physical skills are good and they have not participated in the battle for the time being. They should be walking the path of the oriole behind them.

But no one on stage is a fool.

A disciple of Jin Knife Hall pulled the woman from Jin Yu Lou into the battle with one strike of his sword.

The long spiked whip was whipped out on the ring, and the sound was like thunder.

Wu Zhuo and fist collided, Lu Yun received Pang Yong's blow, the sound of breaking through the air rang in her ears, and the whip grazed Lu Yun's cheek, leaving a stinging pain.

Lu Yun took a step back and touched her cheek with her fingers, revealing a stain of blood.

"So weak!"

Qu Jiayan looked at Lu Yun with contempt in her eyes. She was Qu Miao's daughter, and her ability to draw thunder and whip was a true legacy.

The one-on-one balance between Ben and Pang Yong was broken.

Pang Yong did not stop him and cooperated with the other party.

Looking at Fu Xiu's side, he was also besieged by several people. The other three parties had already reached a tacit agreement to deal with Yun Xianglou and the other two first.

"Are you okay with returning it?" Fu Xiu asked, and the talisman drew water and turned it into mist.

Fu Xiu retreated to Lu Yun's side and placed a talisman behind Lu Yun. Lu Yun found that her body was much more flexible.

During this period of time, in order to practice Yunjian Jue, Lu Yun no longer used You Longying and other sword moves, but only practiced in the most primitive way.

Without the blessing of You Longying, coupled with Wu Zhu's weight, her speed is very slow, and she will suffer in this aspect during the battle.

The blessing of this talisman made Lu Yun's body feel much more relaxed. He was not as good as You Longying, but he could do it one-on-one.

"Initiate thunder and cause thunder and fire!"

Fu Xiu shouted, thunderclouds gathered in the sky, and the moment they struck down, flames wrapped around them, and the thunder and fire were like calamities, forcing one person to retreat.

"Hold on, I'll help you later."

Compared to the faltering swordsmanship used before to avoid being noticed, Fu Xiu was now full of brilliance.

He didn't know the origin of Lu Yun, and Mrs. Chunfeng didn't mention it specifically. To Fu Xiu, Lu Yun was the disciple of Mrs. Chunfeng's old friend.

After the encounter, Lu Yun only used the epee. In Fu Xiu's opinion, Lu Yun's epee was very majestic, but it was far inferior to a real master.

He subconsciously put Lu Yun into the area that needed his protection.

Unable to say much at the moment, Fu Xiu exploded a piece of talisman paper and fought with others again.

The arena stood high above the water, and the "protected" Lu Yun's heavy sword lay horizontally to block Pang Yong's punch.

Qu Jiayan's long whip at her side bound Wu Zhuo and gave him a tug.

The opponent tried to get Lu Yun's weapon away, but the pull failed, causing Jin Jiayan to stumble forward.

"There's something wrong with her sword, be careful."

Qu Jiayan reminded Pang Yong, looking at Lu Yun with scrutiny.

The whip was loosened, trembling in the air like a snake, with electric light dancing on it, and was aimed at Lu Yun's face and swung at it.

Lu Yun ducked sideways, and the whip fell to the ground with a thunderous sound, leaving scorched black marks on the ground.

Before Lu Yun could react, another whip came, targeting her face again.

Lu Yun raised her eyebrows lightly, why did she think that Qu Jiayan had a special liking for her face.
Chapter completed!