Chapter 969

Hearing Feng Wenshan's obviously frustrated voice, Lu Zijia couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

Feng Wenshan is dying?

Without waiting for Lu Zijia's reply, Tian Xiaogui, who heard Feng Wenshan's voice, seemed to have given up trying to survive. He said with a little apology to Lu Zijia, "I'm sorry, I asked you for help just now. I'm confused.

The strength of the four of them is not low. You two better go quickly. Remember to hide for a while after leaving the ancient tomb. "

Tian Xiaogui will ask Lu Zijia for help at the beginning. It's just that they feel that their strength is not low.

Mu Tianyan, in particular, gave him a strong and dangerous feeling, and his momentum overwhelmed Yu Jinming.

But after waking up, he immediately thought that he and Wenshan were seriously injured and couldn't fight at all.

It became Lu Zijia and Yu Jinming. Lu Zijia and Yu Jinming may be strong, but their fists are difficult to defeat four hands. No matter how strong they are, they can't defeat many people.

So, like Wenshan, he gave up living.

For their change of mind, Lu Zijia smiled and didn't answer, but looked at Yu Jinming.

"Sorry, Tian Daoyou and Feng Daoyou are my partners. I have to save them." Lu Zijia pretended to apologize.

In fact, when the four Jinming wanted to catch the pagoda and almost killed song Zixuan, she had already formed a feud with Yu Jinming and others. Now, how can she be afraid of offending them?

"Oh, yes."

Lu Zijia suddenly seemed to think of something. He raised his finger and pointed to the long sword floating in the air. "I'm very curious. How did my man's weapon become your biluozong's sword?"

With Lu Zijia's words, Yu Jinming's faces suddenly changed like a palette.

Tian Xiaogui and Feng Wenshan looked at each other in amazement. What did they hear? The sword in front of me is not a common sword at first sight. It's the sword of a Taoist friend?!

Judging from the extraordinary of this sword in front of us, the strength of Mu Daoyou who can control this sword should be above guwu level 6.

Thinking of this, Tian Xiaogui, who already had the heart of death, suddenly had bright eyes.

"Impossible!" Yu Jinming blurted out that he was both jealous and suspicious.

Although he didn't touch the sword in front of him, he could judge from the mighty power emitted from the sword that the cultivation of the person driving the sword was at least level 6 of guwu.

But a man and a woman suddenly appeared in front of me. It doesn't look like they are more than 30 years old.

Even in the upper martial arts world, it is impossible for a person under the age of 30 to be strong at level 6 of ancient martial arts.

With the resources of the lower martial arts world, it is impossible to send and raise such a peerless genius.

So

Yu Jinming suddenly thought of a possibility, which made his face as gloomy as ink.

"Are you from the upper martial arts world?" Although Yu Jinming uses interrogative sentences, the tone is affirmative.

Lu Zijia put his hands around his chest and smiled without talking.

She is neither from the upper martial arts world nor from the lower martial arts world. Let them guess for themselves.

However, her reaction, seen in the eyes of Jin Ming and others, is tantamount to acquiescence.

"Two Taoist friends, we are the disciples of Biluo sect, one of the five major sects in the upper martial world. This is the matter of our sect. Please don't interfere."

Since he thought he had guessed the identity of Lu Zijia, Yu Jinming had a much better attitude towards them.

However, it makes people proud and tough.