C29 (1/2)

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.