Lanke Chess Edge

Lu Shanjun's appearance does not look like Kong Wu's powerful appearance, not to mention thin arms and legs, at least he is gentle.

However, there are many strange people in this arena, and some mysterious martial arts are not distinguished by physical condition. The chopsticks on the floor are still shaking, which is enough to prove that the person who stood up is a master.

Hearing Lu Shanjun's obviously sarcastic voice, Jiang Meng squinted his eyes and looked him up and down.

"Which master are you? This person poisoned Jiang and his friends in the wine, and then used a knife to commit murder. All the consequences are his own fault. It's not up to outsiders to take care of him, right?"

Lu Shanjun smiled.

"No, I don't really care about this Fan, but the one over there owed me a little debt, and you happened to be with him, so you might as well help pay it off together."

Lannink snorted coldly and stood up.

"Hmph, you are talking about me? Why can't I remember where I met you, let alone what debt I owed you?"

Lu Shanjun didn't speak, and flicked his sleeves left and right with both hands, the color of the clothes on his body slowly changed, from the previous blue shirt to a light yellow color, and the black stripes on the corners of the sleeves also extended upwards, almost like a piece of pattern.

Seeing this scene, the quacks around felt a sense of consternation in their hearts.

"Does this person know magic?" "Or is he juggling?"

"I don't know, it's kind of weird!"

"Let's see how the ones surnamed Jiang and Lan reacted."

...

Others' voices were broken, apart from curiosity, there was also a hint of gloating in it, and the pressure on Jiang Meng and Lanningke himself increased.

The color change of the clothes is so conspicuous, maybe there is poisonous powder on it, or if it is really a mage who knows magic, it will be very troublesome.

At this time, Lu Shanjun looked at Jiang Meng, and his eyes turned to Lanningke.

"Of course you don't remember what I look like. Let me give you some hints so that you can know who I am. In the early spring of Ding Chou, in front of the temple on Niukui Mountain, I listened to my master's teachings and spared your lives. As a promise, After the nine of you escaped with your lives, you aspire to be a hero in this life, and I will go down the mountain in person to check whether you are fulfilling the contract, Lanningke, remember?"

Lu Shanjun spoke very slowly, but every word was like a heavy hammer hitting Lanningke's heart. His eyes were getting bigger and bigger, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his face changed. very pale.

He remembered, remembered that night many years ago, remembered the scene outside the temple in Niukui Mountain, and looked at the color of the scholar's clothes in front of him.

'This, this is...'

Lanningke was terrified, and his body was slowly backing away. There are some memories that you thought you had forgotten, but in fact they are just deeply buried in your heart. At this moment when the crisis is approaching, all of them come to mind.

"Brother Lan, what is this person?"

Jiang Meng stared at Lu Shanjun, seeing that the other party really said something, and wanted to ask Lanningke, but the latter's mood was obviously not stable.

"Jiang, Brother Jiang, this may, may not be human..."

"What did you say?"

Because of the intense fear, Lannink not only spoke in a low voice, but also spoke intermittently.

"He said I might not be human!"

Lu Shanjun grinned, and raised the fingers of his palms one by one, showing a claw-like shape with prominent fascia. He raised his head and said something in a low but loud voice.

"I also use Tiger Fist, look good."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Shanjun opened his mouth and roared.

"Aww—"

bang...

Everyone around subconsciously covered their ears. The loud roar made the porcelain tableware in the entire restaurant tremble, and even a lot of them cracked.

It was as if Jiang Meng had been hit by a heavy hammer in the head, and his whole body was stunned, and the sound of "buzzing..." was heard in his ears.

But the person was dazed, but his vision was still there. In his widened eyes, he saw Lu Shanjun bowing slightly, approaching quickly with his shoulders slanted.

In a trance, it seemed to see a fierce tiger rushing towards it with a roar of "嗤呵...", the momentum flowed to the bones, and it was nothing like a tiger rushing to eat.

Jiang Meng's body wanted to react, but it seemed extremely heavy. Everything around him became extremely slow for a moment, and before he even had time to raise his hand, he was hit hard by the opponent's slanted shoulder in the chest.

"Bang..." "Crack la la la la la..."

Amidst the crisp sounds of bones, Jiang Meng's chest was completely sunken, and then his left chest felt a pain.

"boom……"

The window wall on the second floor of Rengui Building exploded directly, and a figure with sawdust smashed through the wooden wall of the restaurant, then flew seven or eight feet away and hit the street.

Jiang Meng is not dead yet, his whole body is shaking outside, blood is gushing from his mouth and he can't speak, his hands and feet seem to be broken and unable to move.

"Ho... uh... ho uh cough..."

His eyes were fixed on the direction of the second floor of the inn, and he looked down at his chest, where there was a big hole.

His strong physical fitness allowed him to last for a while, and then he collapsed to the ground and died of exhaustion.

On the second floor of the inn, Lu Shanjun held up a bloody paw, and there was a bloody heart still beating in the palm.

"Oh, it turns out that this person's heart is still red."

This style of black tiger digging out its heart was too brutal and shocking, and everyone around was numb but silent.

Lanningke was the first to react, but he didn't have the courage to resist at all. He didn't say anything, and jumped out of the restaurant directly at the big hole Jiang Meng smashed.

What kind of martial arts conference, what status in the world, everything is not as important as your own life.

Lanningke didn't care about it, and ran wildly. At this moment, his lightness kungfu had reached the highest state in his life, and he was really walking like flying.

He did have the idea of ​​going to temples and other places, but Lannink dismissed it in an instant, because he didn't dare to gamble, and he didn't dare to pin his hopes on those clay sculptures.

Lanningke's first thought was to flee to Luoxia Bieyuan, where there was Luo Ling, who was a top figure even among innate masters, and only he could stop this kind of monster.

And even if Lord Luo couldn't stop him, it's definitely right to go in that direction. Lanningke knew that there was a "Yunyu Pavilion" over there, which was an important property of Yunge in Du Mingfu City. Lu Chengfeng would definitely be there. That!

‘I can’t die, even if I die, I can’t die alone! Lu Chengfeng, Lu Chengfeng also has a share, he also had a share back then! '

Roaring silently in his heart, his face that was intertwined with fear and excitement became even more ferocious.

On the second floor of the restaurant, Lu Shanjun watched Lanningke flee wildly but did not follow immediately. Instead, he walked to the wall where a hole had been broken, looked outside at Jiang Meng who was already exhausted, and looked at the silent crowd inside. Finally, he lowered his head to look at Fan Tong who was equally astonished but pleased in the depths of his eyes.

"Hey, hey, ah... ah... spare your life!" "Hero, spare your life! Spare your life!"

"We're just Lannink's servants..." "We don't know anything, we don't know anything!"

"Boom boom boom..."

Lanningke's two attendants knelt down at once, crying and kowtowing to Tiger Lu.

However, Lu Shanjun ignored them at all, but threw away the beating heart in his hand, and it fell right in front of Fan Tong with a "click".

"I didn't want to kill Jiang Meng, but I owe your Fan family a small favor. Since you want him to die so much, then let him die."

There was no beginning or end to this sentence, and Lu Shanjun didn't intend to fully explain the meaning, leaving behind this sentence and that heart, he jumped out of the inn with a light leap.

It wasn't until Lu Shanjun left that the people in the inn regained their blood, and many people dared to breathe. The sense of oppression just now was too strong, as strong as a child standing alone in front of a tiger.

"That one just now, is a congenital master?"

"That's right, I'm afraid it's the kind that is all powerful among the congenital masters!"

"It's too scary, it's so vicious, it just took out the heart of Jiang Meng, the fierce riverside tiger!"

"Hmph, the cat downstairs is already dead." "Is that man old with the Fan family?"

"It can't be wrong."

"This is a good show to watch..."

Fan Tong stared blankly at the heart on the ground, it didn't stop beating until now, there was a quack beside him who came to help him.

"Hero Fan, are you okay, get up quickly!"

"Congratulations to Hero Fan for getting his revenge!" "Yes."

. . .

In the silence of the night, the loud noise of fighting will naturally attract others, and the one that arrives one step earlier than the official post is naturally the yin post that is surrounded by the wind.

The two night wandering gods stopped next to Jiang Meng's corpse, frowning and looking towards the big hole in Jiang Meng's chest and the direction of Rengui Tower.

"The roar just now came from here!"

"Um."

The two servants scanned the surroundings, but didn't feel any evil spirit for the time being. Then they turned their heads to look at Jiang Meng's corpse. A new soul was crawling out of his body. On the contrary, Jiang Meng's soul was entwined with evil karma. .

"Hmph, people in Jianghu really don't have many good things." "Bring them first!"

One of the yin guards stretched out his hand, pulled Jiang Meng's soul out of the corpse, hit the forehead with the handle of the knife, and followed behind them like a chicken.

Although Jiang Meng is not a local, since he met him, he naturally can't tolerate lonely ghosts outside.

"The roar is a bit weird, not to mention that there are evil spirits in the city, we need to investigate carefully."

"That's right!"

After a few words on the night parade, the two patrolled around, looking around, under the pervasive yin energy, they collided with the yang gang of the warrior who remained a moment ago, and there seemed to be a thin puff of smoke in their eyes, and a scene of Lanning's panic rushed out in a daze. Silhouettes of fleeing.

"Over there!" "Go!"

The two night wandering gods stepped forward, turned into two blurred ghosts, and chased in the direction where Lannink was escaping.

. . .

Lanningke didn't care about the consumption of true energy and maintaining the necessary fighting strength. He knew very well that he was definitely not a monster opponent, and resistance was death.

Fortunately, after desperately mobilizing his potential, his lightness kung fu broke through the limit, and soon he was close to Luoxia Bieyuan.

"Lord Luo, Lord Luoling—there are evil ways chasing me, I implore Lord Luoling to help, Lord Luo, help—!"

"Lu Chengfeng... Lu Chengfeng, come out quickly, our enemy is here, why don't you hurry up and help...!"

Lanningke doesn't care about face or etiquette now, he is really angry, he can think of anything to shout, and rushes towards Luoxia Bieyuan while roaring.