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Sword-light flashed outside the Lu Manor as flames soared to the sky.

She could feel a familiar aura from far away. He couldn't help but laugh. "You became my scapegoat again."

Zhu Yue gnashed her teeth, "That country bumpkin is definitely not a good person." There are people chasing after him everywhere. "

The one fighting in front was Luo Xin. He fully displayed the power of his sword and magic cultivation base. Ling Du secretly praised him as a genius. He was also someone who cultivated both at the same time, so he understood San Ye the best.

"Luo Xin, you were the one who hurt him first, and you even ran over to the courtyard to behave atrociously. You think that there is no one who can bully our Freedom City? " A middle-aged man holding a sword said fiercely.

"So what if you hurt people? Today, I will wipe out your Prodigal Association." Luo Xin looked at Ling Jun and Zhu Yue's hiding spot and said coldly.

"What arrogant words from a bumpkin." Zhu Yue was extremely unhappy. A Soul Sword cultivator had declared he would wipe out the second strongest power in Freedom City? What a joke.

The spirits all cried out that the situation was not good. This guy was clearly here to steal something. "He can't do it, but the mysterious king behind him is scary." It's not a problem for him to wipe out Freedom City. Soon, we have an opponent. "Let's head into the courtyard."

Peng, Zhu Yue instantly brought Ling Jun to the Lu family's courtyard.

With both swords in hand, they were prepared to unleash the Thunder Slash at any time. It was truly dangerous to fight with the King.

The courtyard was littered with corpses, and the blood that was still flowing had yet to completely turn black. Ling Jun sucked in a cold breath and followed the direction of the blood flow, quickly entering a bedroom.

Lu Eleven lay dead on the ground, his round eyes still showing the shock before his death.

A sword to seal the throat, not the sword, but the sword qi to seal the throat. His mouth was half open, not in shock, but because he hadn't had the time to draw his weapon.

Weapons? Ling Jun took off the ring on his finger. He casually took out the jade bottle on him.

The red magic staff was gone, and the [Spiritualist] technique had not been discovered. Ling Jun carefully examined his storage ring and found a common staff protruding from it. At the last moment, didn't he take out his Red Magic Staff? "

He had quite a bit of money on him, and his storage ring did not have any traces of being rummaged through. Then his death? A person with an ancient sacred skill wouldn't have many preparations? Besides, he had fortuitous encounters.

He immediately searched the room, but couldn't find any trace of the staff. With a wave of his hand, he retrieved Lu Eleven's corpse into a jade bottle and pulled Zhu Yue away.

"You want to kill someone and steal their corpse?" "Bo!" The room was sealed. A middle-aged man wearing a grey robe blocked Ling Jun's path.

Ling Du held Zhu Yue behind him as he looked at the person before him with rapt attention. The barrier was not very brilliant, but the sword in his hand was incomparably cold. You were the one who killed the person, I just picked up the item. "

"It's only useful if people outside believe it." The middle-aged man's voice was full of playfulness.

Ling Quan held his sword horizontally across his chest, "I don't need anyone to believe me."

The middleman's eyes were filled with astonishment. "Yan Hun?" However, he quickly regained his composure, "The stardust merged with the Hundred Iron Essence. Although it's hard to come by, it's still a piece of scrap."

With a stroke of luck, the image of dozens of swords appeared behind the middle-aged man. The Phantom Sword emanated an endless chill. Faintly, the sound of thunder could be heard.

In the blink of an eye, the sword transformed into lightning. Chi, peng, they all attacked Ling Jun.

Ling Di did not have any doubts as he waved his hand and slashed out a sword light. Light shot out in all directions as it broke through the barrier and rushed out from the rooftop.

Boom, the sword light and thunder clashed against each other and the room exploded. Two shadows flashed through the dust in the air.

Peng! Ling Jun and Zhu Yue, who had already escaped into the courtyard, were once again obstructed by the barrier.

Before he could steady himself, the middle-aged man had already arrived. The strong wind from the sword cut through their clothes. Zhu Yue's calf had already started bleeding.

"None of you can leave." After saying that, the middle-aged man formed ten lines of visible power around his finger.

Sword Qi Transformation? The sword Qis did indeed have the tendency to materialize, but they did not materialize in the end.

Whoosh! Whoosh! The middle-aged man waved his hands in the air. Ten sword energies shot out from his body and attacked Ling Jun's chest at the same time. Ling Jun exerted strength through his legs, bringing his sword and rushing towards the incoming sword Qi.

The Spirit Master's body was wrapped in a huge sword made of air.

Whoosh! The sound of the sword breaking through the wind shook the air, causing the auras in the surroundings to become violent as they willed it.

Boom! The sword qi collided once more, and the middle-aged man took three steps back. He pushed back with both of his hands to stabilize his body.

However, he did a somersault in the air and stabbed the middle-aged man in the heart. The white glow on the sword intensified.

"You overestimate yourself." The middle-aged man drew a semicircle on his chest with his hands, and an air shield appeared in front of him and Ling Jun.

Although the Spirit was a sword attack. However, with a wave of his left hand, two balls of flame appeared in the air.

The middle-aged man obviously did not expect that the Spirit Master could use magic. He completed the sword and shield, then took a step back. With just a single step, Ling Du unleashed the Thunder Slash that he had prepared a long time ago.

White sword, white lightning, a massive explosion. Different swords, different cultivation levels, the effects of using the Unrivaled Three Slashes were vastly different.

Boom! Light flashed and flashed. The shock of it was not gone. Luo Xin, who was standing outside the yard, couldn't help but be moved. What a terrifying strike. After a few days, you have improved so much? " A trace of unwillingness appeared on his face.

The light was always short-lived. A jade-green sword appeared in the hands of the middle-aged man in the dust. The blade emanated an ancient aura.

"Even if your surname is Xin, don't even think of leaving here alive after coming to the Free City." The middle-aged man placed his right hand to the side and injected more true energy into the sword. Suddenly, he thrust forward and a stream of light cut through the air, whistling through the air with the aura of death as it shot towards Ling Jun.

"Sun Piercing Rainbow." Simple, domineering and effective.

Bang! The sword aura stabbed into Ling Jun's sword shield. Bang! The sword shield shattered. The practitioner retreated several steps and dodged to the left. Puchi! The sword aura pierced through his right shoulder.

Fresh blood gushed out, the pain was incomparable, and his right hand, which was holding the sword, trembled uncontrollably.

With a single attack, the middle-aged man and his sword arrived. Dot, stab, pick, pull. His sword techniques were unbroken, his attacks unstoppable and unstoppable.

Clang! Clang! Clang! After several exchanges, his grip on his sword had already become unstable. The middle-aged man shouted, "Here!"

He had used a simple yet powerful, ordinary sword technique.

Zheng, what he struck was the sword in front of his chest. This time, the defense was too strange. A moment ago, the sword was still trembling in his right hand. In the next moment, his left hand had already grasped his sword behind his back and completed his defense.

Fast, steady, accurate. No, there was still a powerful force behind it. Bang! The two swords clashed. The middle-aged man's right hand was aching faintly. He swung his sword with all his might, and when he swung it, it had already created a flash.

"Hu." The intimidating sword Qi forced the middle-aged man to take ten steps back. He leaned backwards so close that his body was almost touching the ground to dissolve the attack. Before he could even straighten his body, the two streams of sword Qis attacked him once again in the form of a cross.

The middle-aged man frowned. A sword wielding cultivator could fight back against a sword master of the intermediate stage. This was far beyond his expectations. The first thing he thought of was to make a move on her. However, she was no longer in front of him.

The cross-shaped slash was smashed to pieces by the middle-aged cultivator's head-on attack. He dashed towards Ling Jun at his fastest speed.