Lin Ji never imagined that he would see this person in this bitter cold place in Yunzhou.
"Lu Cong? Isn't he a head catcher in Qingyang County? Why did he come to Yunzhou? His cultivation has reached the fourth level?!"
The last time I saw Lu Cong was when Lin Ji rushed back to Jingzhou from Victoria.
I was passing through Qingyang County and spent a while with old friends.
At that time, Lu Cong was already a police officer in Qingyang County, and he was less naive and more mature.
Only one arm is missing, which is a fly in the ointment.
"If I remember correctly, he was only in the third realm at that time, right? How long has it been since then, and he is already in the fourth realm?"
Seeing that it was an old friend who took action, Lin Ji became more and more interested.
...
At the same time, Lu Cong was fighting with the barbarian monks with a serious expression.
"Tiger Claw!"
He shouted lowly and punched out.
His whole body was like a tiger ready to attack, and after his fist fell, a tiger roar actually sounded.
The roar of the tiger mixed with the strong wind forced the barbarian monks on the opposite side to retreat and avoid it.
But the barbarian monk seemed to see Lu Cong's power, so he was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he stumbled and said: "You... can live, and the rest will die."
Lu Cong thought for a while before he understood and said, "You want to let me go?"
"That's right."
Upon hearing this, Lu Cong grinned and rushed forward again.
"I don't want to let you go yet! Kill the guard brother, do you think I will let you go?"
The barbarian monk snorted coldly.
"Then you...die!"
After the words fell, the two were entangled again.
Obviously, the barbarian monk is also a body-refining monk, or the barbarian's training system focuses on body-refining.
Lu Cong and the barbarian monks were like needles facing each other. The battle between the two had no magical powers and was mostly close combat with fists and fists.
It looks like a street gangster taking turns throwing punches, but if you are not careful, you may be seriously injured or killed.
This is much more dangerous than monks fighting.
At the same time, the steward of the caravan trotted to the front of the car at the rear of the convoy.
"Miss, that Mr. Lu may not be Barbarian's opponent. How about you go to Beiguan City first and I'll stay here."
On the window of the sedan, a small curtain was opened, revealing a beautiful face with a rather cold temperament.
"If something happens to my master's family, I will run away. How do you want the people below to see me?"
"But... now is not the time to talk about this." The steward wanted to persuade her again, but the curtains were already closed.
Seeing this, the steward could only wait beside the car anxiously and helplessly.
On the other side, just for a moment, Lu Cong and the barbarian monk both suffered a lot of injuries.
Both of them looked bruised and swollen, but the battle became increasingly fierce.
Suddenly, Lu Cong's feet became unsteady and he staggered half a step.
The barbarian monk saw this opportunity and stepped forward to approach directly. But just when he was about to strike harshly, he saw the proud look on Lu Cong's face.
The barbarian monk was shocked.
"No, I was fooled!"
But it's too late to escape now.
I saw Lu Cong shout loudly, the momentum around him shook, and a wave of air overflowed.
A black tiger phantom rose up behind him. Next, the moment Lu Cong took action, the phantom also pounced on the barbarian monk.
"Roar!"
It was as earth-shattering as the tiger roaring in the forest, and several sides seemed to tremble.
The barbarian monk was hit from the front and flew backwards. He was dead before he even hit the ground.
Lu Cong breathed a long sigh of relief, and the shadow behind him disappeared instantly. He was completely exhausted and sat on the ground, breathing heavily.
"Huh... Huh... Master taught me the Black Tiger Hidden... I am too reluctant to use it."
Behind Lu Cong, everyone in the caravan suddenly cheered when they saw the barbarian monk being killed.
But the strange thing is that the ordinary barbarians who are still fighting with the guards have no intention of retreating, and there is no trace of panic on their faces.
Seeing this scene, Lu Cong was shocked and struggled to get up.
But just as he stood up, a figure fell in front of him on the big tree nearby.
"Awesome, there are very few body-refining monks like you among the monks in the Central Plains." Another barbarian appeared in front of Lu Cong, with a calm look on his face, and slowly approached Lu Cong.
"The fifth realm?" Lu Cong's pupils shrank suddenly. The other party didn't take any action, but his momentum completely overwhelmed him.
No chance of winning.
"If you were from our Northern Wilderness, you would definitely be a true warrior... However, if you die to protect the weak of your own race, you can also be considered a true warrior."
Hearing this, Lu Cong frowned, but did not retreat any longer.
"Even if I die, I will bite off two ounces of your flesh!" Lu Cong said viciously.
"Then give it a try."
As soon as the words fell, the newly appeared barbarian monk stepped forward and was in front of Lu Cong before he could react.
There is a world of difference between the Yuanshen monks and those under the Yuanshen.
Looking at the pale face so close to him, Lu Cong felt despair in his heart.
He saw the opponent raise his hand and use it as a knife to slash at his neck. He wanted to resist, but he couldn't muster the strength.
Just when Lu Cong had resigned himself to his fate, a figure suddenly appeared next to him.
In Lu Cong's eyes, the figure's feet were less than half a meter in the air, and he reached out and grabbed the hair of the barbarian night-walking monk.
Then, his hand suddenly moved downward, causing the barbarian Ye You to stand unsteadily and his head hit the ground.
The hand knife that had not yet fallen was naturally defused.
Even the head of this barbarian night traveler was reduced to a disgusting puddle on the ground, leaving only the headless body, which seemed to accuse the sneak attacker of the insidiousness and despicability.
This sudden scene made Lu Cong stunned for a long time, until he saw the appearance of the person coming.
"Boss?! Why is it you?"
"Haha, are you scared?" Lin Ji grinned, patted Lu Cong's shoulder hard, and wiped the blood from his hands clean on his clothes.
Lu Cong was completely unaware.
The aftermath of the disaster and the ecstasy of seeing Lin Ji made him a little confused.
"Boss, why are you here?" Lu Cong asked with a smile.
"Kill the remaining barbarians first, and then we can talk slowly."
As he spoke, Lin Ji did not move. Instead, he held his hand out of thin air, and the Qingzhi Sword appeared in his hand.
He slashed his sword in the direction of the remaining barbarians. There was no sword light, but a strong wind.
The strong wind came and went very quickly, dissipating without even taking a breath.
puff! puff! puff!
Several muffled sounds in a row.
In the shocked eyes of the caravan guards, their opponents fell down one by one, and the body was not separated from the neck until the body fell to the ground.
