The elders around Jianmen all around smiled knowingly. It’s good to have such a person in the clan who worships Qinglian Shangyu. Otherwise, where will they get face?
Ming Zhuo is not only the identity of Qinglian Shangyu’s disciple, but also Yu Jiuxiao, one of the fourth most powerful people in Xiaozhu, and the qualified person of Xiaoshou.
Once the war comes, Ming Zhuo can compete for the position of the head of the night, and his strength and identity are very likely. This is not an ordinary honor.
Although he is not the God of Lower Imperial, but during the war, Xiao Shou can be on the same level as the God of Lower Imperial. Except for the God of Upper Imperial, no one can stop him. The sword pointed at him is invincible, and what he brings is The mountain of corpses and the sea of blood are extremely noble.
At that time, even the major forces of Eternal Sky and Earth did not dare to disobey.
“Why did you come here?” Lu Siyu was curious, she didn’t know that Silin Jianmen invited Ming Zhuo.
Ming Zhuo smiled mysteriously: “You’ll find out later, okay, let’s go, the battle of the Four Lin Swords has been delayed for some time, it’s time to start.”
Lu Siyu hummed, saluted, and then stepped back.
Ming Zhuo looked at the four people on Jianpan: “Start.”
When the voice fell, the sword intent suddenly changed. Lubi immediately raised his sword, and the sword intent turned into stone walls, and the wall was determined.
Slaughter Sizhan slashed out with a sword and attacked Killer Wall.
At the same time, Lujing Jianfeng pointed at Lu Feishen, and his opponent was only Lu Feishen.
Si Lin Jianmen have known each other for so many years, and they all know the strength of their opponents.
Slaughter King has only one ultimate move, which is left to Slaughter Fei Shen.
Slaughter Fei Shen also wanted to see the killing power of Killing Jing Yijian.
Lubi has to wait and wait for the other three parties to do their best. This is how a generation of sect masters in Xilinjianmen became the head of the Silinjian. Of course, the possibility of his generation is extremely small, and Lu Sizhan is too weak. Whether there is a sect master who is competing for the head of the Silin Sword or the Beginning Realm, he is anxious for Lu Sizhan, but when Lu Sizhan reaches the level of transcending misery and fights with Lu Fei Shen, he has a little hope. Scenery.
As for Lu Sizhan’s swordsmanship, he doesn’t even look at it, and he can’t break his defense at all.
Not only Killing Wall, but all eyes are on Killing Jing.
Slaughtering the king to kill the crown is the only way to become the head of the Silin sword.
Use the name to prove the heart, and watch the world and the sea.
“The famous pictures of the ages.” Killing Jing’s eyes were dignified, and he stabbed with a sword. In an instant, the heaven and the earth were distorted, as if paintings appeared one after another. Sword Intent rushed, causing the killing of a sword to continue to transform.
Every moment changes.
Ming Zhuo was surprised: “It’s a good sword intent. No one has ever made the sword intent so full of infinite changes. Under the famous pictures of the ages, there are not only famous pictures, but also people who appreciate famous pictures.”
“This sword, looking at Jiuxiao, few people can stop it.”
Hearing Ming Zhuo’s words, the four old men next to them all laughed. Although Silin Jianmen competes with each other, they are one with the outside world. .
To make Ming Zhuo so admirable, it shows that the sword of Slaughter Jing is really good.
In the crowd, Lu Yin was calm, the sword intent was constantly changing, and the profound background of the ancient famous map really made Lu Jing realize the killing with a single sword. If he was given enough time and the ancient famous map, his sword will It will keep climbing until it is unmatched.
But, is this his sword intent?
Is this sword his or someone else’s?
His sword intent was greatly affected.
kill
Fei Shen’s sword was unsheathed, a cold light flashed, and Fei Xing greeted his head, slashing swords, beheading people, and also beheading paintings.
Between the heavens and the earth, a pair of blurry paintings were torn apart, and Killing King and Killing Fei passed by, bloodshot, falling down his wrist, Killing King was powerless, released the hilt, and the sword fell to the ground with a soft sound.
Lu Fei Shen retracted his sword, turned around, and looked at the background of Lu Jing: “Your heart is too complicated.”
There was an uproar in the audience, thinking they had heard it wrong.
Slaughtering the scene, watching the world and the sea, he has always been calm, and Nanlin Jianmen allows the literati to enter and exit at will, without disturbing him in the slightest, his heart should be the most peaceful.
Outsiders’ perception of Killing Jing is his calm and inaction, like a pool of stagnant water. Only paintings can make this pool of stagnant water boil.
But in Lu Fei’s mouth, it turned out to be miscellaneous.
Above the high platform, the corners of Ming Zhuo’s mouth curled up: “Although there are all kinds of sword intents, they can’t be completely integrated into their own way, and finally a miscellaneous word is left.”
“I made you laugh.” The old man in the south of Jianmen was bitter.
Ming Zhuo waved his hand: “No, it’s quite good for him to cultivate sword intent. If he doesn’t fight with the best masters, his sword intent can be said to be a rare opponent. Although this kind of cultivation method is complicated, it has room for improvement. It’s very big, very good sword intent, but unfortunately I don’t have enough time.”
The old man sighed and shook his head.
Above the sword pan, Lu Jing turned around and looked at Lu Fei Shen: “I hope you can get rid of a miscellaneous word, this sword intent belongs to you.”
Lel Fei said solemnly: “The sword head has not been decided yet.”
Slaughter Jing smiled freely: “Who else can be your opponent, they?” After speaking, he looked to the other side, his eyes suddenly changed, how could it be?
Lu Fei frowned and looked over.
I saw that Lu Bi, who was supposed to completely defend against Lu Si Zhan’s sword intent, actually fell, when?
Lying Fei didn’t expect that he would focus on killing scene, but he forgot the other side.
Or rather, they don’t really care about the other side.
However, something unexpected happened on the other side.
Slaughter wall, actually lost.
On the other side of Jianpan, Lubi was lying on the ground, his right hand was **** the ground, he slowly got up, panting heavily.
On the chest, a red dot gradually spreads, which is blood.
He stared at Lu Sizhan, gritted his teeth, with anger and disappointment in his eyes: “I hope it’s not you, but it’s you, why is this position so important? Let you go against your personality and win it?”
On the opposite side, Lu Sizhan changed his usual look, his face was terrifyingly calm, he didn’t answer, but looked at Lu Feishen.
Below, everyone was discussing, but most of them were staring at the duel between Lu Feishen and Lu Jing, not paying attention to how Lubi was defeated.
Above the high platform, Ming Zhuo said lightly: “It is unreasonable to be able to see through the defensive epee in an instant.”
Besides, the old man from Xilinjianmen was furious: “It’s that person, the person who shot and injured the three-door sect master helped Lu Sizhan, and Lubi guessed before that maybe that person was invited by Donglinjianmen. Yes, at that time the old man even stopped him, so I wouldn’t be so despicable at Si Lin Jianmen, I didn’t expect it to be true.”
Another old man looked ugly: “It shouldn’t be like this.”
“Old guy, this is your people from the east side of the sword gate, don’t you care? You don’t care about me, it’s unreasonable, from ancient times to the present, the battle of the four Lin sword heads is upright, when has such a thing happened.”
“The old man will give you an explanation on this matter.” After speaking, the old man facing Jianmen in the east got up and looked at Jianpan: “Lie Sizhan.”
Lu Si Zhan looked over.
“The old man asked you, how did you see through the flaws of the Sword Intent of Killing Wall?”
All
Everyone looked at Lu Sizhan.
Lu Sizhan’s face was calm: “Victory is victory, defeat is defeat, if you all think that I can’t win, why should I stand here?”
“You invited the person who shot.” The elder of Xilin Jianmen shouted loudly, causing a lot of discussion.
Seniors from Jianmen in the south and Jianmen in the north frowned: “Don’t talk nonsense.”
“Don’t make any conclusions at will, otherwise I will be ridiculed by the outside world.”
The old man at Xilin Jianmen was in a hurry and stared at Lu Sizhan.
Below, Lu Siyu’s eyes were complicated, she understood, no wonder Lu Yin didn’t trouble the other three. It turned out to be his father. He told his father about the flaws of the other three’s master swordsmanship, and let his father win .
No wonder I haven’t seen my father again for half a month. I thought my father was studying the sword intent given to him by my sisters, but I didn’t expect it to be like this.
Father, why did you agree? It is impossible to do such a thing with your character.
Lu Sizhan’s eyes swept across the crowd: “Will the battle of the four prosperous swords continue?”
“You make it clear first.” The elder of Xilin Jianmen shouted angrily.
Others looked at Lu Sizhan without interjecting.
At this moment, Lu Fei opened his mouth with coldness in his eyes: “Brother Zhan, do you want to continue?”
Lu Sizhan looked at Lu FeiShen: “I must win, the sword head is all around.”
“Why did you become like this.” Lubi coughed up blood and stood up with difficulty, his eyes full of disappointment.
Lel Jing was also surprised, looking at Lu Sizhan, in their impression, Lu Sizhan was an upright man, open-minded, very thorough and tolerant of the world, so he could not survive the hardship, because there was nothing It was worth his pain and persistence, the beginning realm was not ashamed, even if Lu Sizhan was the weakest in the Silin Sword Sect, he was not looked down upon by them.
But at this moment, Lu Sizhan is very strange.
In the distance, everyone was talking, saying that Lu Sizhan was despicable and even invited outsiders to attack his own people.
Lu Yin put his hands behind his back and watched quietly, Lu Sizhan. He admired this person very much. He could maintain his original intention in the complex and dangerous cultivation world, be caring and tolerant to his daughter, and cultivate to the beginning. Such a person , not much, forcing him to compete for the position of the head of the Silin sword is cruel.
But, walking with the Tianyuan cosmos on your back, thinking about conspiracy and killing yourself every moment, isn’t it cruel to face it?
Lie Sizhan is like Lu Xiaoxuan, who was the beautiful Qinglian Shangyu at the beginning, and the original heart that Yitianque consciously seeks.
So, what are you going to do now?
“Father, forget it.” Lu Siyu shouted.
Lu Sizhan was unmoved.
On the other side of Jianpan, Lu Fei nodded: “Okay, then continue.”
The old man at Xilin Jianmen wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ming Zhuo: “If you are taught a few tricks to defeat other strong men, those strong men can still afford the title of Silin Sword Head?”
This made everyone quiet.
Yes, Lu Sizhan has been taught, but his own cultivation base has not changed, and he has not resorted to external forces. He is still the same him. So, if he can win Lu Feishan, then Lu Feishan is useless, so why bother Fight for the head of the four prosperous swords.
Mingjuo misses: “Lie Zang is a ruthless person. If he is here, let alone outsiders teach him to expose his flaws. He would rather be seen through his flaws to make up for himself, and hope that there will be another Zang Zang at Si Lin Jianmen.”
Slaying is the sword head of the previous generation of Silin Jianmen, who died in the war in the outer universe.
People from Silinjianmen are no strangers to the name Luzang, especially Lu Feishen, because Luzang came from the North Linjianmen.