Jiayou's Fun

Lu Qian looked down at the two people.

The two looked up at Lu Qian.

The atmosphere on the top floor of Chunjiang Tower was a bit awkward for a while.

The six swordsmen in white looked at each other in silence. They originally thought they were following two tigers to bully the little sheep. Who would have thought that four evil dragons suddenly jumped out of the little sheep. How could this be reasonable?

The swordsman in white, who had just been forced by Qingyou to vomit blood, took two steps forward and wanted to say something.

Qing Ning and Qing Meng stepped forward at the same time, and the dense sword intent volleyed in the air, covering the six white-clothed swordsmen, forcing them to become stiff and speechless.

Qing Ning and Qing Meng's own cultivation levels are much higher than those of the six white-clothed swordsmen. Their family's special skills can directly borrow the power of the Green Scale Sword, so their sword power is far better than those of the same level of cultivation. Sword cultivators are powerful and condensed.

The six white-clothed swordsmen felt as if there was a sharp sword on their necks, and the cold air penetrated their insides. Their minds went blank, and they had no idea how to react.

Yu Diaihu put away his weapons and rushed down the stairs in large strides.

He ran to the twelfth floor of Chunjiang Tower to check the situation of the soldiers in the building.

Not long after, Yu Diaihu yelled: "Master, all the brothers have been knocked down. They are still breathing, but their orifices are bleeding, and their injuries are very serious!"

Behind Lu Qian, Qingyou said: "That makes sense. The Heart Sword Sect's mind turns into a sword and specializes in killing souls. Their souls are all injured and they must stay in bed and meditate to recuperate before they can slowly recover."

Lu Qian's eyes flashed fiercely.

The soul is injured, which is an extremely difficult and big trouble for the monks.

With the inheritance of the Taishang Beiming Immortal Sect, Lu Qian knew that even the legendary master who was only half a step away from the immortal would be extremely difficult to heal once his soul was injured.

And if ordinary people are injured, they are likely to become dementia, or simply become a bedridden vegetative state.

No wonder these guys were able to enter Chunjiang Tower silently.

The mind turns into a sword, specializing in killing souls!

They broke in violently without dancing with guns and sticks, so that the three girls Lu Qian and Qingyou couldn't hear the slightest movement, and all the guards below were knocked down!

"Hey, Heart Sword Sect!" Lu Qian nodded to the two old men: "I have seen your methods today."

The sword light in the palm of the green-shirted old man who was just about to take action dissipated. He looked at Lu Yi and said coldly: "How about we just let this go? Since you are also a fellow Buddhist, then...according to the secret agreement of the three religions, we cannot fight directly. ,us……"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Qian suddenly took action like lightning, grabbing the two old men's necks with one hand in each hand.

He roared loudly.

In the viscera furnace that had been lit with fire, flames rose up, and the essence, blood and essence in the body turned into firewood, burned by the fire, and instantly turned into endless power filling the whole body!

At this moment, Lu Qian's physical strength has already broken through the so-called extreme of nine cows, two tigers and one dragon!

Because of his skills, his physical strength is many times greater than other monks in the same realm!

The monks who are both in the Fire Realm and the Dzogchen monks in the Great Vajra Temple in the Fire Realm may have the power of the three dragons.

At this moment, Lu Qian had ignited the furnaces of his heart, lungs, liver, kidneys, etc., and his physical strength had reached around Jiulong.

The two old men in green shirts were caught off guard!

The Heart Sword Sect cultivates Yuan Shen and practices sword control.

Regarding the physical body, they also dabbled in the furnace realm, but their physical training was obviously far inferior to the group of reckless monks in the Great Vajra Temple, let alone compared with Lu Qian.

The three of them faced each other, only five or six feet apart.

At such a close distance, Lu Qian, a freak whose strength was far beyond the level of the Great Vajra Temple, suddenly launched an attack. The two sword cultivators were picked up by Lu Qian like chickens without any precautions.

Lu Qian yelled, lifted the two old men up, then used his legs to jump out of the window of Chunjiang Tower.

'boom'!

The two window frames and half of the wall shattered, and Lu Qian flew out.

The crescent moon loomed in the sky.

The river flowed to the southeast.

The waning moon was reflected in the river, and in the distant pavilion, there was a slightly messy and desolate sound of the piano.

On the opposite bank of Chunjiang Tower, there is a row of red-lit pavilions, which is the most prosperous brothel gathering place in Wuzhou City.

Tonight, obviously no customer is in the mood to visit a brothel.

The girls in the brothel may be venting their uneasiness with the sound of the piano, lamenting their desolate life experiences...

Just like the two old men in green shirts at this moment, their heads were blank, and their hearts were filled with inexplicable panic and uneasiness...

Lu Qian jumped to the river bank below Chunjiang Downstairs. There was a neat river bank that had been sorted out at a great cost. It was a guardrail carved from white jade and covered with pure white sand.

Lu Qian waved the two old men, just like naughty children throwing toads, and slapped the two old men hard towards the river bank.

The two old men were attacked and Lu Qian was indeed caught off guard.

When their bodies were smashed to the ground, the sound of swords sounded in the two old people's bodies. They did not react, but the flying swords that were linked to their lives and souls had already issued an early warning.

A sense of crisis flashed through my heart.

This sense of crisis triggered two long-standing psychic flying swords.

With a 'buzz' sound, the bodies of the two old men were wrapped in a faint sword light. The sword light cut into Lu Qian's palm, making a 'chi chi' sound, leaving shallow wounds on Lu Qian's skin. Blood spattered out.

As soon as the sword light appeared, the two old men in green shirts seemed to have their Tianling Caps opened, and a basin of ice water was poured into their heads. Their moods suddenly cleared, and they suddenly woke up.

Seeing that Lu Qian's hand holding his neck was cut by the sword light he released, and it was only a shallow cut, the two of them exclaimed "impossible" in unison.

With such a strong body, could it be possible that this guy could cultivate the "Dragon-Tiger Vajra Body" of the Great Vajra Temple to the extreme of the Fiery Realm?

With two loud bangs, Lu Qian slammed the two of them onto the river bank.

A section of the river bank that was thirty feet long suddenly collapsed, and the powerful river water swept away the collapsed earth and rocks without a trace in an instant.

The Chunjiang Tower behind Lu Qian shook violently. The Chunjiang Tower, which was mainly constructed of large wooden tenons, made a "squeaking" sound. The tiles on the roof slipped like raindrops and smashed to the ground one after another.

An extremely cold sword intent spurted out, Lu Qian's palm was torn open, and a large amount of blood spattered.

Lu Qian was in pain, but he gripped the necks of the two old men more fiercely, lifted their bodies again, and slammed them to the ground.

The sword light roared, and the sword intention flew into the sky.

The two old men protected their bodies with sword light, so that they were not shattered into pieces in the violent collisions.

However, Lu Qian's physical strength was too terrifying. Although the two of them were protected by sword light, compared to Lu Qian's body, which was too fragile, several bones were still broken, and the internal organs were also shocked, and there were constant words in his mouth. Blood gushes out.

"Boy... you... are so brave..." an old man in blue shirt screamed: "You want to provoke..."

Lu Qian roared loudly: "I have 400,000 people to testify for me. Two old thieves sneaked into the Chinese army and tried to assassinate me... Wherever this truth goes, I am justified... No matter where this lawsuit is fought, I will win." deal!"

Lu Qian beat the two old men crazily and shouted: "I have 400,000 witnesses. If that's not enough, I can find 10 million witnesses...what about you?"

The two old men were so angry that they vomited blood!

This is so shameless!

Lu Qian has 400,000 troops under his command, which can indeed be used as witnesses.

As for the 10 million witnesses... With Lu Qian's current power in Dayin and his favor in front of the emperor, this is not impossible!

With everyone talking about it, there is really no way they can win this lawsuit!

The group of reckless monks in the Great Vajra Temple insist on claiming three-thirds of the truth for no reason... If they catch the truth...

There were several loud bangs.

Lu Qian was like a drunken gorilla, jumping around with two poor white rabbits around Chunjiang Tower. He beat the two old men crazily, creating large craters on the ground that were three to five feet in diameter and several feet deep.

Poor two old men, they were beaten to death by the killer Lu Qian without even being able to use their magical powers at all.

If it weren't for the Feijianling and Yihe who were raised by the Heart Sword Sect and sensed the danger in the outside world and protected themselves, these two old guys would have been shattered to pieces by Lu Qian's first fall.

Even so, they were beaten again and again, causing broken bones and tendons, and the injuries to their internal organs became more and more serious.

The blood they spit out gradually turned from bright red to dark red, and finally black blood clots spurted out.

"This is you... forcing..." The two old men in green shirts screamed.

This is Lu Qian forcing them to kill. If they don't take a heavy blow, they will never have a chance to take action again!

Lu Qian slammed the two of them to the ground again, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out. The two old men's eyes widened at the same time, and their clear, clear eyes, like the eyes of a top-notch cat, lit up at the same time.

The Heart Sword Sect’s secret teaching ‘Heart Sword’ was deployed.

The mind turned into a sword, and the invisible and traceless sword of the mind suddenly penetrated Lu Qian's eyes and struck directly into Lu Qian's mind.

Lu Qian's body stiffened slightly.

In his mind, two swords were shining with silver, thousands of feet long, radiating like blazing suns, as if the sword light could cut through the heaven and earth suddenly lit up, and struck hard at Lu Qian's soul and spiritual light one after another. down.

This is the core secret secret of the Heart Sword Sect, which is not to kill the physical body, but to kill the soul.

Ordinary monks who were struck down by their swords would naturally be cut to pieces.

The sword light was blazing, illuminating Lu Yi's mind, and Lu Yi's trembling soul could be seen clearly by the two old men in green shirts.

"What the hell...how is it possible...your soul cultivation level, how, how..."

The mind turns into a sword, and the light of the sword reaches a thousand feet.

In the sight of the sword light of the mind, Lu Qian's divine soul aura expanded rapidly, hundreds of feet, thousands of feet, tens of thousands of feet...

A vast lake of divine souls appeared in front of the sword light in their hearts. The condensed divine souls released a suffocating pressure. Their sword lights shivered and were almost crushed to pieces by the pressure of the divine souls.

In Lu Qian's mind, the spiritual light of the soul flew up, and a picture of a three-eyed person was outlined!

A wind dragon and a water dragon roared and roared, turning into ten thousand feet of divine dragons and slamming into the two sword lights.

With just one blow, the sword light shattered.

The swords of the two old men in green shirts suddenly disappeared, and Lu Qian picked them up and threw them hard.

'Snapped'!

Two masses of blood mist exploded violently.

There were two sounds of "ding ding", and the two small silver swords, which were only six inches long, jumped out from the blood mist. With a slight spin, they turned into silver light and shot up into the sky to escape.