Fantasy: Please don’t steal my chance again

"Do you want me to join you?

Gu Xuan blinked, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

"That's right. "

This disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, who had only cultivated the Innate Sevenfold, stood in front of Gu Xuan and said arrogantly: "A quarter is still based on your strength, and most people are handed over to a third or even a half..."

Gu Xuan shook his head and politely refused: "No need, I've always been alone." "

The disciple frowned and persuaded, "You'd better think about it, if you walk alone in the Xiaohan Realm, even if you find the elixir, you may not be able to keep it." If you run into someone from the Northern Snow Sect, you will definitely be looted.

But with the protection of Senior Brother Lu Jiang, it's different, not only will we not be robbed, we can also rob other people's... It may seem like you have to turn in the elixir, but it may actually be much more than what you have to find out on your own. "

Gu Xuan smiled slightly, glanced at a certain innate ten-fold young man in the team in front of him, and said, "I can't hold it myself, can I defend it with him?"

"You..."

The disciple was so angry that he couldn't speak.

At this time, Lu Jiang, who was watching coldly, spoke.

"Forget it, since you don't want to, you don't have to force it..".

Lu Jiang looked at Gu Xuan and said lightly: "I just hope that you don't regret it when you meet the disciples of the Beixue Sect in the future." "

As he spoke, Lu Jiang took a group of disciples and walked away.

Gu Xuan thought about the chance, and it was not easy to leave directly, so he hung far behind them.

...

"This kid is so arrogant, it's just no one in sight!".

"Yes, he didn't even pay attention to Senior Brother Lu Jiang, who did he think he was. "

"If it weren't for the same class, I would have taught him a good lesson. "

Separated from Gu Xuan, a group of disciples were still counting Gu Xuan's with righteous indignation.

Lu Jiang listened to the discussions of his disciples and said, "This person has already reached the innate eightfold at a young age, and this qualification is not bad, a few points stronger than me." Genius, it's normal to be a little arrogant.

But..."

Lu Jiang suddenly changed his words and sneered: "I don't know if his strength can support this arrogance." Huh..".

The subordinate disciples nodded and agreed: "This kid is naturally arrogant and boundless if he hasn't met the master of the Beixue Sect now, and when he suffers a loss, maybe he will run back and cry and shout to hug Senior Brother Lu Jiang's thigh." "

"Haha, that's right. "

"Quite possibly. "

The group seemed to have seen the scene where Gu Xuan was forced to come back to ask for their help and beg to join, and they laughed one by one, so unhappy.

Only Li Cong was silent, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, at this time, a disciple in charge of pathfinding hurriedly ran back, and reported with a nervous expression: "Senior Brother Lu Jiang, I found traces of the disciples of the Beixue Sect in front of me. "

When Lu Jiang heard this, his expression was slightly solemn, and he asked in a deep voice, "How many people? What strength?"

The pathfinder replied, "There's only one, but... I can't see the strength clearly. "

a?

The eyes of the Spirit Sword Sect disciples immediately lit up when they heard this.

"Alone, that's not meat delivered to your door. Just rob him!".

"That is, no matter how strong a person is, how strong can he be. And we still have Senior Brother Lu Jiang here. "

"Grab him!".

Hearing that there was only one person, Lu Jiang also relaxed, nodded and said, "Lean over and find a chance to snatch him." "

"Yes. "

The disciples looked excited, and they couldn't wait to quickly move in the direction of the comer.

After a while, a figure appeared in their field of vision.

It was a young man with a cold expression, holding a long knife in both hands, giving people a sense of indifference and slaughter when he walked.

When Lu Jiang saw this person, his heart suddenly tightened.

He felt an aura of extreme danger from the young man in front of him.

"Let's go!, get out of here!".

Lu Jiang suddenly spoke, looking like he was facing a great enemy, and beckoned everyone to retreat.

The disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, who was still gearing up and eager to try just now, was suddenly stunned.

What does this mean?

Didn't you say that it was good to snatch each other?

How do you see that people are going to run away again?!

It can be seen that Lu Jiang's expression is nervous, and the disciples have to obediently obey, but it is too late.

"Want to go?!".

The young swordsman snorted coldly, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

In a few blinks, he came to everyone.

The long knife he was holding had reached his hand at some point, and he slashed it down.

In an instant, a gust of wind and snow rose on the earth for no reason.

Countless fine pieces of ice splintered and splattered on the bodies and faces of the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, directly leaving tiny spots of blood, stinging and unbearable.

At the same time, a white sword light several feet long stretched out from the wind and snow, wrapped in terrifying power, and quickly slashed down.

"What kind of knife is this?!".

A Spirit Sword Sect disciple shouted in despair with fear on his face.

Everyone's eyes widened, and they felt a deep sense of powerlessness and despair.

Under such a terrifying knife light, let alone resist, they couldn't even escape.

At this time, a sword light suddenly appeared, meeting the terrifying white sword light.

"Click-".

The crisp sound of gold and iron.

The sword light only lasted for a few breaths under the sword light before it shattered.

Immediately, a figure also flew out upside down like a rag doll, vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

When the wind and snow dissipated, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect who had escaped death saw that it was Lu Jiang who had blocked this sword for them just now.

However, at this time, Lu Jiang's situation was not good.

His eyes were blank, his face was like gold paper, and his chest and placket were completely stained red with blood.

Apparently seriously injured.

Lu Jiang stood up with difficulty, his eyes were full of shock, and he said in a bitter tone: "The knife comes out of the wind and snow, you are the third 'wind and snow knife' Li Hanshan of the Northern Snow Sect!"

Suddenly, the bodies of the Spirit Sword Sect disciples who heard this name all trembled slightly involuntarily, and their faces showed a thick look of horror.