Chapter 971

Jinta said indignantly, covering his eyes with his claws, as if he was really afraid of being hot to his eyes.

Lu Zijia looked at his actions, and the black line on his forehead came straight. He had the impulse to kick the past.

This guy, as the spirit of her contract, always let her master. What virtue!

However, although he was so tucked up, Lu Zi Jia make complaints about his own man, and he said he would start.

Mu Tianyan, who received his wife's message, raised his arm and closed his slender palm slightly.

The holy dragon sword, which was still floating in the air, instantly returned to Mu Tianyan's hand.

Seeing that the two sides were going to fight, Tian Xiaogui and Feng Wenshan retreated back for a distance to avoid being affected.

Of course, beware of Yu Jinming and others and take the opportunity to attack them.

"Since you insist on meddling in the affairs of our bilaozong, don't blame us!"

Although Yu Jinming was afraid of admiring Tianyan's accomplishments, he thought that there were four people here and their strength was not low, so he felt that he had a chance to win.

So, almost in a breath, the six people instantly became a regiment.

As for the pagoda, he squatted in front of Tian Xiaogui to prevent Yu Jinming's four people from sneaking in.

Of course, don't forget to cheer your host on.

"Master come on, master come on, master is the best. I'm proud of my master, ow, ow --"

Listening to the cry of the pagoda, Lu Zijia couldn't help but smoke.

I don't know if it's an illusion. She always has a feeling that the golden pagoda is a guy who is afraid of chaos in the world.

But soon, Lu Zijia stopped thinking and devoted himself to dealing with Hua Yuxin and Zhu Yanfei.

What Mu Tianyan has to deal with is naturally Yu Jinming and Xue Dali.

It seems that they are afraid that their movements here will provoke others. Yu Jinming's four people move fiercely. Obviously, they intend to make a quick decision.

Although Lu Zijia can challenge beyond his level, he is still a bit tired of dealing with two ancient martial arts level 4 warriors at the same time.

After testing the strength of Hua Yuxin and Lu Zijia, Lu Zijia quickly had a judgment in his heart. As soon as his hands turned, ten silver needles glittering cold awn appeared on his hands.

These ten silver needles are the magic tools refined in front of Lu Zijia's ancient tomb. They are called Wanhua divine needles.

Lu Zijia chose to refine the silver needle because the silver needle is easy to control. He only needs to use soul power to control it, and does not need to consume soul power.

This weapon does not need to be controlled by psychic power. It will undoubtedly take advantage of the enemy.

The fighting of several people affected very much, and the surrounding stone walls, stone tables and so on suffered obvious damage.

However, it is amazing that the nearby medicine field, which can hardly see the edge, has not been affected at all.

Hua Yuxin was led by Lu Zijia and consumed most of their internal power, but they didn't hurt Lu Zijia.

They were both anxious and angry. Although the attack was more and more fierce, the attack was chaotic.

Taking advantage of the chaos between the two, Lu Zijia suddenly shot the Wanhua divine needle in his hand again.

"Whoosh -- whoosh -- uh -- uh --"

The consumption of internal power made Hua Yuxin tired and finally fell in Lu Zijia's Wanhua divine needle.

Without waiting for the two to force out the silver needle, Lu Zijia saw an evil radian in the corner of his mouth, and his palms opened instantly, as if he controlled something.