Just as she was about to speak, a young man suddenly ran in from outside the tent.
The boy's clothes were stained with blood, but he didn't look in pain. It seemed that the blood was not his, but someone else's.
"Brother Lu, come out and help. There are more Japanese people than us in Emei, and we can't handle them." Ah Yi came in and urged.
Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaolu immediately stood up.
Now is not the time to be mean-mouthed, I still have a lot of people to kill.
He said: "Aning, have a good rest, I will laugh at you later" and hurriedly wanted to leave. When Jiang Ning saw that he was leaving, she finally couldn't help but speak and shouted to him:
"Be careful, don't show off."
As soon as these words came out, Lin Xiaolu, who was about to leave, was stunned for a moment.
For a moment, he felt as if he had returned to the time he traveled with Jiang Ning, Wu San, and Hua Die three years ago.
He was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand and stepped out of the tent, then faced the Japanese monk in the distance and laughed wildly with a fierce fighting spirit:
"The bloody tyrant of Donggua Village is being massacred here! The Japanese boy, come quickly to take him to death! Hohohohoho~"
In the tent, the weak girl couldn't help but feel warm when she heard the familiar laughter.
This guy hasn't changed at all, he's still so stupid~
At this moment, in the sky, Ye Qingluan was clearly fighting one against three. She used an unusually special withered vine magic weapon to fend off the joint attack of three Japanese Nascent Souls.
In fact, in terms of hard power, Ye Qingluan alone would definitely not be able to defeat the Emperor, Xiuya Zongjun, and Sword Master Saito. But fortunately, she had a magic weapon that she had never used before, which was given to her by Li Mingru before.
Well, what Li Mingru gave him couldn't be ordinary!
At the same time, Lin Xiaolu below had also rushed into the battlefield with other Emei brothers.
At only sixteen years old, he dragged the Da Geng bronze vessel, rushed into the crowd, howled and danced wildly. The four-meter-long Da Geng bronze vessel was like a bronze iron pillar, dancing like a tiger, making wind, and Japanese monks wherever he passed. One after another, their souls returned to the underworld, as if they were in a deserted place.
Faced with the violence of this young junior brother, other Emei monks had more or less seen it in Tianzhu, but the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were very shocked, especially General Di, who had experienced hundreds of battles, and was even more dumbfounded. , kept shouting: "Men should be like this! Men should be like this!"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Come through! Line up and let me chop!"
In the battlefield that was flying all over the sky, Lin Xiaolu mobilized the Yi Jin Jing and Hidden Dragon Sleeping Pill Technique at the same time. The inner elixir in his body was running wildly, and five colored rings rose up. He even mobilized the Fetal Breath Technique at the same time, making his eyes tremble. Turned blazing white.
The huge Dageng bronze vessel was even stained with the blood of Japanese people, which shocked all viewers.
Even Hajime, who was walking with his sword in the sky, couldn't help but sigh.
Senior brother Xiaolu has completely let go. This big sword dancer is really bound to die if he touches it!
The two young men slashed their way through the Japanese monks with swords and swords. Lin Xiaolu was spattered with blood because he had killed too many people. Although he was young, he had already matured at this moment. The posture of a killing god!
"Ho ho ho ho ho! Japanese sword technique - palm breaking sword power!"
"Japanese Swordsmanship - Swordsmanship toward the sky!"
"Japanese sword technique - return to the bayonet position!"
Lin Xiaolu skillfully used the Japanese sword technique. Every time he shouted, a Japanese monk would be killed. He ran rampant all the way, the blade roared and slaughtered like melons and vegetables. In a short time, a hollow area was created. !
In the field, a young man covered in blood was holding a broadsword, and corpses were piled at his feet. The surrounding area was surrounded by forty or fifty Japanese monks in the Foundation Establishment realm.
He wiped the Japanese blood on his face, inserted the Dageng bronze vessel into the body, and then tied up the long hair that was scattered.
While tying up his hair, Lin Xiaolu smiled at the Japanese in front of him:
"Man, how long have you been practicing?"
The Japanese monks looked puzzled. They didn’t know what Lin Xiaolu said. Only one person in the room understood it and responded in broken Chinese dialect:
"I have been practicing cultivation for ten years."
Lin Xiaolu nodded when he heard this:
"I have been practicing martial arts for ten years. We are quite destined."
After saying that, he tossed his tied hair back, pulled out the terrifying Da Geng bronze vessel in front of the horrified eyes of the Japanese people, and then tilted his mouth.
"Before you came to China... were you aware of it?"
Japanese monk:? ? ?
The next second, Lin Xiaolu suddenly drew his sword and rushed forward, with countless shadows behind him. The long and narrow Dageng bronze weapon even made a long knife mark on the ground. Finally, he got close to the monk and swung towards the sky!
Japanese swordsmanship - the power of the sword facing the sky!
Poof!
A Japanese man who opened the aura shield was split into two on the spot!
All the Japanese people were frightened and roared and unleashed various spiritual techniques. However, Lin Xiaolu was so fast that he was not afraid at all. He seemed to be like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. With a roar, the Da Geng Bronze Ware roared like a hurricane. Kill!
"puff!"
The heads are flying with the plasma!
“Puff puff puff puff!
Broken limbs and broken arms were flying all over the sky, and the violent screams were like purgatory on earth!
"Roar!"
With a cheerful roar, the young man's figure kept leaping and turning in the circle of monks. The sky was filled with plasma, and the blood flowed into a river hundreds of meters around him. During this period, monks kept trying to fly to avoid, but they were blocked one by one. The boy's chains were pulled off.
Lin Xiaolu is so excited!
His body was covered with ghost images, and because the speed was too fast, the picture began to freeze inch by inch, and the screams of Japanese monks and the sound of the spiritual energy shield breaking could be heard continuously in the field!
Cruel!
Extremely cruel!
The Dageng Bronze Ware was so huge that anyone who was struck by it would have no hope of even leaving a whole corpse!
Perhaps it was because Lin Xiaolu was so cruel and terrifying that before long, many Japanese monks collapsed completely, screaming and trying to escape, but Lin Xiaolu didn't care at all. Anyway, there were so many people here. Cut them yourself, cut them all, and then cut the rest!
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Afternoon, Shenshi, Japan
A maid in a kimono and geisha makeup ran into the yard and came to the old man who was concentrating on playing chess. She whispered something, and soon, the old man's face began to turn gloomy.
Opposite him, Li Mingru, who was taking a nap with a small yellow book covering his face, raised two fingers to pinch the book, then sat up, skillfully unscrewed the wine gourd and took a sip of wine.
After drinking a sip of wine, he burped happily, then picked up a chess piece and started playing with it.
"Snapped!"
The old man suddenly slapped the chessboard, causing the pieces on the chessboard to tremble.
"What is Ye Qingluan's withered vine?" the old man asked angrily.
Seeing the anger of the always steady old man, Li Mingru raised his lips, leaned on the chessboard and said with a smile:
"It's nothing, just the rhizome of the Xuantian Immortal Vine."
As soon as these words came out, the old man's eyes bulged out!
In front of him, Li Mingru continued to say leisurely:
"I've been awesome for so many years, so it makes sense to throw two pieces of junk that I don't want to use to my senior sister, right?"
The old man in front of him almost vomited blood from anger. His old fists were clenched and his eyes were staring at Li Mingru with shock and anger:
"Tattered? The Xuantian Immortal Vine is a secret treasure that even the heavenly and human realms can't match! You actually have this thing! And you gave it to Ye Qingluan!"
