Fu Zhu was still a little worried about how Lu Yu and Liu Linzong, two Nascent Soul realms, were dealing with San Qing. She avoided Zi Lei while observing the thunder array, thinking about where to break through it the fastest.
Sanqing didn't have his sword, and the Xun flag was too badly damaged, so he didn't dare to use it easily, so he used his mind to control the True Fire of the Sun, but it always felt a little less majestic.
Lu Yu swung his sword from the front to attract Sanqing's attention, while Liu Linzong was behind, carefully avoiding the red flames and looking for opportunities.
Sanqing gradually became distracted and tired. She turned to look at the Purple Thunder Array Cage. Before the talisman beads came out, the little girl clenched her teeth and the flames around her body suddenly jumped up, forcing the two of them to temporarily retreat.
"What kind of strange fire is this that is so troublesome?" Lu Yu couldn't help but cursed.
Liu Linzong shook his head, "I don't know either."
He put the sword on his back and looked lightly, "Wait until her strength is exhausted."
Lu Yu also spent a lot of physical and mental energy in the previous battle. The short rest at this moment made him feel lighter physically and mentally.
When Liu Linzong was resting, he was always paying attention to Sanqing's movements. Seeing that the flames were showing signs of weakening, he smiled comfortably.
"That's it now."
Lu Yu didn't realize what he meant for a moment, but saw the green clothes flashing in front of him, and Liu Linzong's figure, as fast as a ghost, came out with a sword.
Clang!
There were actually two swords blocking him.
San Qing only looked at one of them, which was Shuang Xue Ming's talisman. She happily looked towards the thunder formation. Before the girl could pull away, the flying sword broke through a small opening and flew towards it.
Nine purple thunders, like pillars of heaven, stood on the ground. The thunder nets were intertwined between the pillars, and not even a fly could fly in.
There was a purple thunder, which was cut into thin marks by the sharp sword energy, and the flying sword came out from there.
The other sword has a dark silver blade with a peach pink vertical line in the center, like a heavenly being opening its eyes, extending from three inches below the hilt to three inches forward from the tip of the sword.
Sanqing's round eyes were filled with confusion, whose sword belonged to him?
Liu Linzong looked at the slovenly man who came out of the Wenjian Tower with cold eyes, "This is a matter of our Yu family. Are you trying to make an enemy of our Yu family by interfering in this way?"
There were two scabbards, one pink and one green, hanging on the middle-aged man's waist, but the pink scabbard was empty and there was no flying sword inside.
Facing Liu Lin Sect's threat, his expression did not change, and his tone was sarcastic, "It would be too shameless for two Nascent Soul realms to attack a little girl secretly, right?"
Lu Yu, who was being scolded innocently, his face suddenly darkened. It was Liu Linzong who attacked, not him. Why did this man scold others and scolded him too?
Lu Yu took two steps forward and looked at the person. He was dressed in cloth, without even a decent robe. He was wearing straw sandals, and the disgust in his eyes almost overflowed.
The man turned a blind eye and said loudly: "Sanqing, take the sword!"
Sanqing was stunned for a moment, and the long sword with dark silver and pink thread fell into her hand.
She remembered the pink scabbard, and the sword inside was called "Light Red". It was the sword of that sloppy Meng Xuezhou, but at that time she only looked at the scabbard and did not see what the sword inside looked like.
The light red color in her palm is particularly well-behaved.
Sanqing rolled his eyes and suddenly had an idea. When Liu Linzong wasn't paying attention, he stabbed him in the back.
Meng Xuezhou looked at her movements and couldn't help grinning. He was afraid that the smile would be too obvious, so he tried to restrain himself, cleared his throat, and said to Liu Lin Zong: "You are from Yu Fuguang, right?"
Liu Linzong had great respect for Yu Fuguang. When he heard the sloppy man calling the eldest lady by her first name, his eyebrows turned cold and he scolded: "The eldest lady's name is also something that a person like you can put on his lips?"
Meng Xuezhou said with a playful smile: "Why can't she call her Yu Fuguang's name? I just called her, what can you do to me?"
The more he spoke, the more energetic he said, "This name is what people call it. Although Yu Fuguang is not a very good person, it is a good name, but it is a pity..."
Meng Xuezhou sighed, looking really regretful. He glanced at Sanqing secretly from the corner of his eye, cheering her on from the bottom of his heart.
Hurry up, the sword has only two inches to go in!
Anger surged in Liu Linzong's heart, and he glared angrily at this reckless man, unaware of the long sword coming from behind.
Seeing that she was almost successful, a smile appeared in Sanqing's eyes. In the next moment, a long sword was almost pressed against Liu Linzong's back, against the tip of her sword.
Before San Qing could withdraw his hand, Lu Yu flipped his sword and struck at San Qing's wrist, which made Meng Xuezhou's heart rise in his throat.
It's over, Sanqing may not be able to react to this sudden change!
He drew his sword and wanted to help Sanqing, but was stopped by Liu Linzong.
Meng Xuezhou's eyes suddenly widened and he was slightly absent-minded. I saw the Sanqing vertical sword pressing against the tip of the sword, pushing forward, widening the distance, holding a sword flower, and stabbing the black-clothed monk in the heart.
The two of them fought with swords, back and forth. Every time Sanqing defended, he was just right, and when he drew the sword, he was free and elegant. The sword moved like the wind, free and easy.
Sanqing swordsmanship has the upper hand.
She didn't know how to use a sword when they first met her. How could her swordsmanship reach this level so quickly?
Meng Xuezhou was confused and couldn't help but wonder if she had been snatched away.
Because he was distracted, Liu Linzong seized the opportunity and was almost stabbed. Meng Xuezhou concentrated on it.
boom!
Several rays of sword energy flew across the sky, making no distinction between friend and foe, causing Meng Xuezhou's feet to sway during the battle.
Liu Linzong was startled and looked towards the thunder formation. Nine purple thunders were all cut in half. The thunder clouds above his head dissipated and the dark sky became brighter.
The girl in green clothes holds a sword in one hand and looks very energetic.
She said: "I told you that this thunder formation cannot trap me."
Liu Linzong frowned, the situation in front of him was beyond his expectation.
Shuang Xueming "swooshed" and flew happily towards the girl, but because the girl had a sword in her hand, the sound of the sword was quiet and she seemed a little aggrieved.
The Dulu Immortal Sword turned into a stream of light and disappeared in the palm of the talisman bead.
Meng Xuezhou bared his big teeth and shouted: "Fellow Taoist Fu Zhu!"
San Qing glared at him: "Don't get close to Fu Zhu Tao!"
She was still holding Meng Xuezhou's Qinghong in her hand, and she didn't realize that she had short hands.
Fu Zhu flew to Liulin Sect, turned to Meng Xuezhou and said: "Senior Meng, this is a matter between me and the Yu family, leave him to me to handle it!"
Meng Xuezhou was originally a little worried about whether Fu Zhu, at such a young age, could cope with the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator, but when he saw that her expression was indifferent, the monk in green shirt looked nervous, so he nodded and stepped aside.
If she loses, he can just take action.
Meng Xuezhou thought like this until he saw Fu Zhu take out his sword.
The sword body flutters lightly, like fine snow falling, light and agile. Her sword technique is very exquisite, the sword energy is sharp, and the frost is thousands of miles away.
Meng Xuezhou looked at it and suddenly became dazed.
I didn't expect Fu Zhu's swordsmanship to be so good.
Sanqing's voice floated from the air, "You must be dumbfounded, you bumpkin."
Meng Xuezhou:? ? ?
Where did you learn this word?
After saying that, he didn't care how Meng Xuezhou reacted and continued fighting Lu Yu.
She had not forgotten this man, and he was so brazen that he wanted her to pay for his broken sword with her life!
It was just a broken sword. She burned it and burned it. What could he do?
