Chapter 254: Being fooled by this guy Lu Jing

Lu Jing's eyes were clear and clear, with wisps of energy and blood lingering around him, and traces of vitality blending into his eyes.

The Dou Xingguan's destiny was triggered, and seven stars were faintly reflected in Lu Jing's eyes.

He stared at the spear-wielding general and the eight hundred mysterious ice warriors in the river. The eight hundred mysterious ice warriors still had some aura that Lu Jing was very familiar with.

"It's probably...the aura left behind by the Seventh Prince's Double Eyes."

Lu Jing stood in front of Nanheyu.

Luo Shubai stood not far away, looking at Nan Heyu.

He did not persuade Nan Heyu to leave, but the sword energy was wrapped around the seven-foot jade tool.

The young master of Yuxing Island has no other thoughts in his mind.

In his life, the only person he cherished the most in his heart was Nan Heyu, apart from the great swordsman who was both his teacher and his mother.

The sky above Yuxing Island was empty. In the past many years, Luo Shubai only played alone and ran in front of the waves. He always felt a little lonely in his heart.

Until Nan Heyu also came to Yuxing Island, Luo Shubai became his senior brother, and Nan Heyu became the junior sister that Luo Shubai wanted to protect. There were also many complicated worries mixed in.

Until Lu Jing appeared, those complicated emotions were buried in Luo Shubai's heart. What could never change was... Nan Heyu was still his junior sister and one of the people Luo Shubai cherished the most.

"Junior sister wants to help Mr. Lu Jing, so I will naturally help her... However, after the battle in Changliu City, there was really no way for me and my junior sister to stop us in front of the fifth-level general and the eight hundred Xuanbing armored men.

Spare energy."

"Whether we can escape disaster this time depends on Mr. Lu Jing himself."

Luo Shubai held the hilt of the seven-foot jade sword tightly, with firmness in his soft eyes.

When the other strong men heard Lu Jing's words, some thought for a moment, then saluted Lu Jing and turned to leave.

The white ape on Broken Head Mountain struggled to get up, but the wounds on his body became more and more ferocious, leaving streaks of blood.

Lu Jing turned around and shook his head gently at the white ape, with some doubts in his eyes.

The white ape came to the Dragon Burial City after seeing Lu Jing's Dragon-Slaying Proclamation, and met Lu Jing by chance.

Now, a strong man is in front with a gun and eight hundred Xuanbing armored men. However, the white ape still does not intend to leave, but wants to protect Lu Jing...

This surprised Lu Jing.

Nan Heyu lowered her head and looked at Lu Jing's back. She also heard what Lu Jing said, but she had no intention of leaving.

"A hundred miles away from Dragon Burial City, there are so many pairs of eyes and so many spiritual thoughts. I don't believe that I am here in front of you. I see eight hundred Xuanbing armored soldiers in Su Mansion who dare to kill me."

Nan Heyu pursed her lips, Qianxiu Shui shimmered, but it seemed a little darker than before. The vitality flowing into Qianxiu Shui was also intermittent, and it was far from being called full.

She was about to say something.

The sound of horse's hooves could be heard in Zhaoye, and it came to Lu Jing's side. The horse's head rubbed against Lu Jing's chest.

Lu Jing nodded towards Zhaoye and immediately looked towards the river.

"After passing a hundred tests, you can see clearly who is coming, and you can also see clearly all kinds of ghosts and ghosts."

Lu Jing stared coldly at the gun-wielding general in the river, and suddenly grinned.

"Are you the second leader of the Huai Gang, Yuan Qishou?"

Boom!

The strong wind was hunting, urging the black cloak on Yuan Qi's head to move.

At this instant, the silver gun in his hand burst out with a burst of energy and blood!

The terrible power is like a stormy sea that brings flying sand and rocks, and there is a sudden thunder and a sudden violent wind.

"The spirit officer hands over the gun!"

A general trend of martial arts brought out the gun's light like fire, and also brought out the surging martial arts spirit.

"Feed the soldiers with fire, don't hold back the eight hundred mysterious ice warriors!"

"Behead Lu Jing!"

"Lu Jing will definitely die today!"

Yuan Qi's first spear moved like thunder, and his method of passing the spear from the spirit officer was full of turbulent momentum, with hundreds of changes and the force of a god dropping the spear. It brought up thousands of smoke and dust, almost turning into an aurora, heading towards the landing scene.

Stab.

"Mr. Lu Jing, be careful!"

Nan Heyu was about to take action.

The vitality in the sky spreads, and the vitality suddenly appears in the sky and the earth like pen and ink.

The pen and ink are like a dragon, swaying freely, bringing up mountains and valleys.

The mountains and ravines fell into the city, and they were locked in the spiritual thoughts of Nan Heyu and Luo Shubai.

In the smoke and dust, their vitality was exhausted and their souls were sluggish. The two Yuxingdao people were locked in their thoughts by the pen and ink of the mountains and valleys. They suddenly felt that their eyes were filled with smoke and sand, and they could no longer see anything real.

Nan Heyu and Luo Shubai were startled. Just as they were about to raise their swords, the vitality controlled by the Yuanshen became thinner and thinner for some unknown reason, and Qianqiu Shui and the seven-foot jade instrument also returned to calm.

The vitality of writing and ink flows in the mountains and valleys. A big roc rushes out of the sand and dust. The roc catches it in the air with its claws, pinches bursts of vitality, then controls Nan Heyu and Luo Shubai, and lifts the two of them into the sky.

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And on the back of the big roc, the young calligrapher of Qi State looked helpless. He was holding a walking dragon pen in his hand, and the pen and ink were moving lightly, and the words were like a vast ocean and a supernatural power...

Or maybe... this dragon-moving brushwork from the world's greatest pen and ink artist is itself a mysterious magical power that is hard to fathom!

Qi Hanzhang didn't want to take action, but he had to take action!

Because of this, this young scholar from Qi State, who was still less than thirty, used his luck to stir up a violent wave of vitality and locked up Nan Heyu and Luo Shubai, preventing them from intervening in this matter.

The White Ape of Broken Head Mountain had already struggled to stand up. When he raised his sledgehammer and mad knife, a strand of hair suddenly appeared in the blood mist.

There are traces of blood in the hair.

The energy and blood are neither vast nor thick, but they are elusive and extremely sharp.

A ray of blood suddenly bloomed from the white ape's body.

"Seizing hair? The children of Qi State hold a banquet?"

The white ape roared angrily, and blood suddenly flowed from his body.

After Lu Jingdao exposed Yuan Qishou's identity, Yuan Qishou drew his gun in an instant, and eight hundred Xuanbing soldiers rushed forward. In the blink of an eye, Qi Hanzhang, a young scholar from Qi Kingdom, and Xiuyan, a boy from Mang Yi Diao Temple, took action.

"On the mountain in the distance, there is another person carrying a big flag and plotting evil."

Under the destiny of Lu Jing Douxingguan, his thoughts became infinitely clear, and everything seemed to slow down wherever he looked.

Yuan Qi's first spear is like fire!

Eight hundred mysterious ice warriors wore face helmets, and their bodies were full of killing energy. The Dragon Burial City was once again turbulent.

These elite soldiers can easily crush the ruins of Dragon Burial City with a single charge.

Yuan Qi attacked with a long spear, with a will to kill in his eyes.

Sitting on the back of Dapeng, Qi Hanzhang had helplessness and regret in his eyes.

The unfamiliar Qi Guo Mangyi Diao Temple boy cultivator Yan had a pale complexion, with a male-female appearance, and his slightly narrowed eyes were full of rampant murderous intent.

"If a young prodigy's long hair can be tempered with silken hair, he will be truly favored by heaven and earth."

Tong Xiuyan made no secret of the greed in his eyes, and his slender life-stealing hair disappeared into the sky, cutting the white ape on Duanshou Mountain.

The white ape was cut by the hair-stealing thread, and with the tyrannical power of the hair-stealing thread, he was thrown several miles away.

After Bai Yuan landed on the ground, he wanted to get up. At this moment, his movements suddenly stopped and his body became limp.

Children's Xiu Banquet swept away the hair.

Under the fate of Douxingguan, Lu Jing's eyes clearly saw multiple hairs dancing between Tong Xiuyan's ten fingers. Each of the hairs spread out and turned into thousands of hairs.

Tight for a moment.

A snare appeared in front of Lu Jing's eyes.

"The snare of life!"

"When you enter this snare, your flesh and blood will become like shreds, and your bones will become like ground powder. There will be no pain at all."

Tong Xiuyan set up a snare and wanted to roll Lu Jing into mincemeat!

Frequent murderous intent!

Nan Heyu and Luo Shubai were swept away by Qi Hanzhang's Zuolong brushwork.

Lian'e Buddhazi stood side by side with Monk Shenxiu. He turned his head and stared at the Lu Jing in the distance, feeling a little regretful in his heart...

"It's a pity that I didn't kill him with my own hands."

Lian'e Buddha thought so in his heart.

At this moment, Monk Lian'e sighed with a hint of pity.
To be continued...