Tang Ziping looked at the telescope that suddenly appeared in Lu Fang's hand, showing surprise.
Lu Fang only replied: "A gadget."
I was not willing to give it to Tang Ziping, Lao Deng and Zhuer in exchange for a telescope.
He now has less than 90,000 adoration points left, and in the future, skill points can only be obtained through lottery, so he has to use them sparingly.
…
The wanderer in green robe stopped by the river beach.
He turned around with hatred.
Lu Fang only saw his ferocious expression and his lips opening and closing, but he didn't know what he said.
The four members of the Danxia Sword Sect looked calm and surrounded him.
Then, without knowing what they said, the arrogant white-robed chief disciple and Su Liluo walked towards the green-robed Jianghu guest at the same time.
They slowly pulled out the long swords behind their backs, and their dazzling luster reflected in the sunlight. They were obviously swords of good quality.
The Jiang Hu Ke had already picked up the knife in his hand, looking at the two of them coldly, holding the knife across his chest.
This is a life-threatening situation.
Tang Ziping added at this time: "No wonder there are so many young masters of the Danxia Sword Sect in recent years, who are willing to let the chief disciple and the daughter of the dignified peak master go through such a life-and-death fight, and coupled with the guidance of the masters of the Sword Sect, alas... we
These casual cultivators will never be able to compare with these sect disciples in this life."
Lu Fang nodded in agreement.
Even though there are two elders here, it is really not easy for the white-robed disciple and Su Liluo to take action.
In the Danxia Sword Sect, it’s no surprise that they are treasures, right?
But the Danxia Sword Sect is still willing to let them experience actual combat. It is difficult for such a sect to be in a state of insecurity.
In just one sentence, the three people over there were already fighting.
And the one who took the initiative turned out to be the Jianghu guest in Qingpao.
He was holding a hand knife about one meter in length, with the tip of the knife on the ground, and he suddenly raised it.
Pebbles were shot at the white-robed chief disciple and Su Liluo.
So cool!
Just this operation made Lu Fang's eyes light up.
After all, he is a charlatan and has many tricks.
Look at the white-robed chief disciple and Su Liluo's somewhat flustered parry, making a decision.
Fortunately, the two of them also had solid basic skills and were able to use their swords to push away the fine pebbles that were shot in front of them.
Lu Fang couldn't help but admire him.
Because no matter which one he is, he is countless times more powerful than he is now.
The green-robed Jianghu guest had already taken advantage of the slight panic between the white-robed chief disciple and Su Liluo to get away.
The sword in his hand was powerful and heavy, and struck the head of the white-robed chief disciple who had just pushed aside the rubble.
There was no shocking scene of flying sand and rocks, but the movements were smooth and extremely fluent. The shots were also ruthless, allowing Lu Fang to see the charm of Jiang Hu Ke for the first time.
The chief disciple in white robe had no time to parry and quickly retreated.
At this moment, the green-robed Jianghu guest kicked up several pebbles with his toes and shot them towards him.
Then he opened and closed the sword widely and slashed horizontally towards the white-robed chief disciple.
Lu Fang saw the two elders taking action, ready to take action.
In this flash of lightning, Su Liluo next to her calmed down and joined the battle group. The long sword in her hand was passed forward. When the sword in her hand hit the waist of the white-robed chief disciple, she blocked it with her long sword.
Lu Fang couldn't hear the sound, but there seemed to be the sound of gold and iron intersecting in his ears.
He could imagine that although this scene looked similar to martial arts movies from previous generations, the dangers involved were by no means that simple.
Those who can reach the sixth and fifth levels of martial arts are far more powerful than anyone else, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they can tear tigers and leopards alive. If Su Liluo hadn't rescued him in time, the white-robed chief disciple of the fifth level probably wouldn't have been able to escape being stabbed.
The tragic ending of being cut into two pieces.
This is the importance of experience.
No matter how high your cultivation level is but lack of experience, you may still be overthrown by others. After all, a fifth-grade martial artist cannot be invulnerable.
And this seemed to make the chief disciple in white robe angry.
As soon as he was out of danger, the long sword in his hand danced like splashing ink, stabbing the Qingpao Jianghu guest's vital points one after another.
Seeing the steady and sharp sword light, Lu Fang couldn't help but sigh that it was really powerful.
He thought that if he went up there, he might not even be able to draw a sword.
My eyes have gradually lost track of the movements of the three people in the fight.
I just saw them jumping around.
Su Liluo and the chief disciple in white robe were side by side most of the time, and they had a tacit understanding when making moves, which suddenly made Lu Fang feel a little uncomfortable.
Although this pretty boy is arrogant, he still looks pretty damn good, and he and Su Liluo look like a golden boy.
The good cabbage was eaten by the pig!
After a short period of time, even Lu Fang could see that the green-robed Jianghu guest seemed to be at the end of his rope and could only resist.
In terms of basic skills, he is not as solid as the white-robed chief disciple and Su Liluo.
It is estimated that his cultivation level is at most on par with Su Liluo, and most likely even worse.
It is not easy to be able to sustain such a period of time under the hands of two people with a sixth-grade cultivation level.
Later, he failed in the end.
Lu Fang only saw him suddenly pull back, his eyes widened. Sure enough, there were bright blood stains on his chest, and his green robe was also cut open.
But Lu Fang did not see whether the sword was struck by the white-robed chief disciple or Su Liluo.
Lao Deng suddenly said calmly beside him: "It's about to end."
Tang Ziping nodded with regret, "This man's cultivation is too poor. It's a pity that the two elders of Danxia Sword Sect were not allowed to take action."
He just came here with the mentality of stealing from his master. It is a pity that the real master has not taken action at the moment.
Lu Fang was slightly stunned when he heard this: "Isn't this person still fallen? Maybe he can twist it again..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the green-robed Jianghu guest suddenly kneeling on the ground covering the scar on his chest.
Tang Ziping glanced at Lu Fang, whose face was full of astonishment, and smiled softly: "Brother Lu, you really don't understand. A sixth-grade master has opened his Dantian. The inner Qi is so strong that it can attach to foreign objects, and it can even fly flowers and pick leaves.
It hurts people. It seems that he only suffered external injuries, but in fact, his internal organs must have been injured by Qi. He just barely managed to hold on."
Lu Fang nodded thoughtfully.
I was surprised that a sixth-grade martial artist was so powerful, and I was also surprised by Tang Ziping's eyesight.
It seems that martial arts masters in this world are not as simple as flying over walls or walking on water. If you have the chance, you must understand the specific power of martial arts masters.
Then look towards the small island in the middle of the river.
The white-robed chief disciple and Su Liluo had already walked up to the green-robed Jianghu guest.
It seemed that the green-robed charlatan had no resistance at all. He knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and vomited blood.
Only Lu Fang noticed that his hand quietly reached into the middle of his green robe.
What is this doing?
"careful!"
Lu Fang couldn't help shouting.
Lao Deng, Tang Ziping and Zhu'er all looked at him in surprise.
At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the middle of the river.
Lu Fang only saw smoke billowing up.
exploded.
Blood foam flew everywhere.
Flying sand and rocks.
The two figures flew out in response.
It must be gunpowder!
Before he died, the green-robed Jianghu wanted to drag the white-robed chief disciple and Su Liluo to carry him on his back.
It's really spicy.
Lu Fang's heart suddenly tightened at this moment, and only one thought came to his mind, "Is something going to happen to Su Liluo?"