Chapter 50 Peering together (16/50 on the shelves(1/2)
Although Feng Wuji was reluctant, he could not change Mu Yan's will, so the three of them settled down like this. Zuo Luo didn't care about this, but it was not bad for someone to walk with him, and he still had a grudge against Baihua Pavilion.
Mu Yan is not weak, so he could move the few Dafen Pavilions of Baihua Pavilion that he was not sure about.
"By the way, why did Brother Zuo have to go to Baihua Pavilion to trouble?"
Seeing Zuo Luo’s true appearance, Feng Wuji naturally couldn’t call him the title of senior.
After all, he is a young man in his twenties. Facing Zuo Luo, who is only fifteen or sixteen years old, he just wore a mask before, but now he can't scream.
Zuo Luo himself didn't care about these things, so he just let him go.
"They killed my people and took things that they shouldn't have."
Zuo Luo said lightly.
"Is it a particularly precious thing?"
Zuo Luo went north along the river, and the forces on both sides of the strait were attacked and retaliated by him. There was a lot of noise. He even destroyed an important branch of Baihua Pavilion and killed two innate ones. Such a momentum was paid attention to anyone with some power.
"Not precious."
Zuo Luo shook his head. Although the goods are valuable, they may not necessarily be as precious as they are. They are just large in quantity, so they are valuable.
To be honest, Baihua Pavilion was robbed of tens of thousands of taels of silver, lost a Dafen Pavilion, and killed two innate ones, and its value was far greater than that of Zuo Luo's robbery.
"Why..."
Feng Wuji didn't continue to say that since it wasn't particularly precious, why should he fight to the death with a force that dared to offend the holy land?
Now the bow of the ship stands with your hands behind your back.
The slightly curled hair kept swinging under the blowing of the river breeze.
"I can't let my things go by myself, but you can't move them. I will kill anyone except myself."
The boy was not tall, and his words were not very domineering, but Feng Wuji and Mu Yan couldn't help but look at him sideways.
It's simple to say but difficult to do.
Even in the holy land of martial arts, I dare not say such things.
But this young man said this and was still practicing it.
His face is very tender. Although his temperament is good and his face is not very handsome, he is very attractive. His facial features are combined and he looks very natural.
Standing there gives people the illusion of being independent of the world, as if they are about to float away the next moment.
This is because his body is surrounded by spiritual energy, which causes sensory deception to people.
"Although Baihua Pavilion is arrogant, they have existed for so long and offended so many people and still exist. It's not that simple."
Feng Wuji still advised him.
The Iron Blood Sect behind him can only be regarded as a small sect when facing such a giant. He must not interfere, otherwise he will cause trouble for the Iron Blood Sect. Only the Iron Blood Sect of the Grandmaster can not afford to offend Baihua Pavilion.
“So what?”
Zuo Luo smiled.
"If the master doesn't come out, the rest are just native chickens and tiles!"
Looking at this heroic young man, Mu Yan was full of charm and a strong fighting spirit.
Feng Wuji was stunned when he heard this.
Although he could have broken through to the innate world, he has never broken through to increase his reputation to the Iron Blood Sect. Therefore, he doesn't take some of the innate world seriously. However, even if he has been the first in the hero list for many seconds, he doesn't have the ambition to say that everyone on the hero list is a native chicken and a dog, let alone in the innate world.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Zuo Luo raised his foot and stepped on the boat.
The boat suddenly sank down, and the waves rippled in all directions, forming circles of ripples.
Mu Yan, not far away, also drew his sword and stood up.
A man in black clothes and a blindfolded face jumped high from the water, and slashed towards the left with a long sword in his hand.
"Overbial ability!"
Zuo Luo just shot out a sharp golden sword energy to solve it, and his body remained unmoved, and he was still on the bow of the ship.
And until this time, two figures attacked him from another direction.
"Ignorance child, come to die!"
A loud shout came from the shore.
He casually dealt with the sneak attackers, and did not let go of those who were hiding in the water.
Zuo Luo looked at the man talking on the shore.
The person who still maintained a charge posture saw that one of his people fell back into the water one by one in the air, and the other ambushed people couldn't show up. Their expressions became cute in an instant, which made people very funny.
"There are still such stupid people."
Zuo Luo didn't know what to say.
He is famous for his invisible sword energy and has never been called the wrong nickname. He knows what kind of attack method this is, but he is so naive. He thinks that someone else can attack him by attracting attention in a positive way?
Mu Yan even let the sword practice back. She didn't even have the interest to take action like this, but she felt that the famous invisible sword energy was really well-known. She didn't notice anything, and those people were killed.
At this time, the man who was halfway through the charge and was walking on the water was moving forward or backward, and he was in a dilemma.
Although those masked people are not too strong, they are just first-rate and second-rate, it is really scary to solve it in such an understatement!
Although it was just a top, Zuo Luo still gave him two sharp golden sword energy, worried that one sword energy might be blocked by the qi.
"waste!"
A figure shot from the sky.
Standing steadily on the river surface not far from Zuo Luo.
The only thing that can walk on the water after birth is that you can stand on the water without sinking is that it is only the innate.
Although he was wearing a black suit and a black veil, his graceful figure and the bulging chest were not so easy to hide.
"From Baihua Pavilion."
Zuo Luo called out his identity in a sure tone.
"A Second-level Deacon of Hei Shui City, Baihua Pavilion."
The woman proudly spoke out her identity, as if this identity was more glorious than her own name.
"Just a second-level deacon!"
Zuo Luo was a little disappointed.
Baihua Pavilion is divided into the pavilion masters of each place, with one, two, and three levels of deacon, and then each running errands.
Generally, the third-level deacon is the highest, and the second-level deacon is the first to enter the innate or has weak combat power in the innate.
The first-level deacons are all those who are innate and above, or have unique skills, and are all elites of Baihua Pavilion.
Although the second-level deacon is not a small person, it is relatively not so important.
"Don't be rampant!"
The woman is furious.
"Sister told us not to provoke you. I insist on coming and seeing you, what are you doing with three heads and six arms that you dare to provoke me Baihua Pavilion?"
"That's what I sneaked out of? It's interesting."
Zuo Luo smiled.
I sensed a figure coming at an extremely fast speed, so I was not in a hurry to take action.
Anyway, a sheep is to drive, and a flock of sheep is to drive.
All of them have to be done, and it is more convenient to solve them at one time.
"Hmph!" The woman snorted coldly and flew directly to the small boat that was falling.
I saw that she was wearing an iron claw on her right hand, and three dark claws shining under the sun, making people feel cold.
Even men use this kind of Qimen weapon very few, and it is even more eye-opening for a woman to use it.
The woman grabbed the door of Zuo Luoming, and slapped his chest with her left hand.
This is different from Mu Yan's exchange. At that time, Mu Yan did not use his true energy, but now he is a real life-and-death battle.
Before the claws and palms arrive, the strong wind arrives first.
Zuo Luo is not a master of horizontal training, so he naturally doesn't want to use his flesh and blood to try the woman's iron claws are not sharp.
He flew backwards and left the boat directly, and the iron claws were naturally close-range attacks. For spiritual practitioners, long-range is their world.
"Little thief, don't leave!"
The woman whispered and flew out.
Innate can temporarily stagnate, and with the help of a little help from the water surface, it will not have much impact on them without a foothold in a short period of time.
To be continued...