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"I don't know."

Lu Zhuo will count the three breath time in his heart, sneering: "you will regret, waste this opportunity of living."

Lu Zhuo holds a long sword, and stands proudly in the sky, like the fairy in nine days.

He pointed the long sword directly to Lu Yu: "unfortunately, my sword only kills the strong, but now it is stained with the blood of the unknown. Go back and clean the dirt with the spring. "

The long sword of cold ice burst out a strong chill.

The air around appeared a piece of ice, a white light rushed to the land feather.

Even some of the Lu family children also felt this amazing chill, retreating, to prevent being affected.

"Well, he is dead. You can go to his body and take the beads. Remember, this thing is mine. " Lu Zhuo turns and prepares to leave.

He believed that the sword would surely kill Luyu.

"Cousin Lu Zhuo Behind you. " A person trembled and pointed to Lu Zhuo's back.

Lu Zhuo frowned: "is not death more ugly, Lu family are from the blood sea corpse mountain, how this small scene is afraid!"

"No, it's him..." The man was eager to speak.

"That's what you can do?" A cold voice came from Lu Zhuo.

Lu Zhuo was stiff and turned around unbelievably.

Only Lu Yu still stood in place, and did not dodge.

And between his fingers, there was a white light.

The white light is very sharp, even the surface is still constantly out of the kill, toward the landing feather.

However loud the white light is, it can not escape the control of Lu Yu, and can only flicker powerlessly between his fingers.

"You caught my sword in your bare hand! How could it be! " Lu Zhuo opened his eyes as if he were dreaming.

His sword, but got the land home proud land boundless praise!

How could this boy get caught in vain.

"Very cruel, if you are a common French monk, I'm afraid you will be able to cross the goods for the murderer." Lu Yu put his finger down.

Then, hold it gently.

Bang, this sword directly blast to pieces, instantly turned into black.

Lu Zhuo said with a ferocious expression: "I think you have used any secret skills to take my sword. Take my sword again!"

Lu Zhuo again soared, his right hand vibrated, and the rolling sword was divided into three ways, and hit the landing feather.

Poop!

Some rocks around, stained by the sword Qi, have been transformed into a fragile piece of ice, and they are directly broken.

Luyu said indifferently: "you take me a knife too."

Luyu calls out the first knife and waves it against the sword Qi.

"The God of the underworld is furious!"

The black giant blade appeared behind Luyu, almost destroying the ancient RA, and directly destroying the cold ice sword Qi.

Lu Zhuo screamed and turned to escape. But at the same time, the first knife was cut off on Lu Zhuo's shoulder.

Whoop!

Luyu takes a knife and cuts down Lu Zhuo's entire arm.

For a while, blood was flying, Lu Zhuo was stimulated by intense pain, and couldn't help screaming.

"This time, just cut your arm, and it's no exception." Lu Yu is indifferent.

Lu Zhuo fell on the ground and stared at the landing feather in horror.

As for others, they were already paralyzed on the ground, and they were afraid to elaborate on the facts before them.

Lu Zhuo, but the master in the middle of the French phase!

Unexpectedly, the boy in the middle of the current mana realm easily cut off his arm?

"Not yet!" Lu Yu cheered coldly.