C1140 (1/2)

One after another loud sound, in the air non-stop echo open.

In the sky, countless inner disciples appeared and bowed to Lu Yu.

Neimen 72 peak, this time a dozen peaks, all ready to attract Lu Yu.

Coming out of the mission hall, Lu Yu's killing of the crazy swordsman has been spread in the inner door.

Some intentional forces naturally intend to bring Lu Yu to their side.

Lu Yu's face did not change. It seemed that he had expected such a situation.

”Younger martial brother Fang Yun.” Just then, a soft voice fell into Lu Yu's ear.

It turned out to be fan Shijing, with a group of female disciples of Tibet Xiufeng, came over with a pretty face.

”Younger martial brother Fang Yun, we Tibetan Xiufeng, also want to invite you to join us. What do you think?” Fan Shijing's voice is very low, and after finishing, he can't help falling down.

They hide Xiufeng, which is the bottom of the 72 peak, and most of them are female disciples.

I'm afraid Lu Yu will not choose them.

After she finished, the disciple of qiankunfeng suddenly sneered: ”elder martial brother Fang, as long as you join our Qiankun peak, all our skills will be your choice, and our master has already said that we can give you the top-level training room to practice.”

Fan Shijing couldn't help saying, ”we can also give these to Tibet Xiufeng.”

The disciple of qiankunfeng couldn't help laughing and said, ”is it up to you to hide Xiufeng? Your master has been seriously ill for many years and has not been improved for many years. What's more, there are still some residual half skills that deserve to compete with us?”

Fan Shijing clenched her teeth and clenched her fist, but she had no choice.

He said that this is a fact, Tibet Xiufeng strength is very low, does not have the capital to compete with others.

”I joined Tibet Xiufeng.” Lu Yu suddenly said.

As soon as this was said, there was an uproar all around.