"Run!" At this moment, there were no less than 70 people in the central area of ​​the ruins, all of which were casual cultivators. So many people gathered together at this moment, some of whom were watching the fun, and some of whom were hearing the sound of the wind to check the situation.

At this moment, the old man took the initiative to attack Ziyouhu's disciples, which surprised them.

The casual cultivator actually took the initiative to attack the disciples of the Taoist sect, which was really desperate! Many people couldn't understand, but at this moment, three more cultivators ran out and attacked the disciples of the Ziyun Sect with a roar!

"A bunch of miscellaneous people, don't come here. If you want to hurt me, my master will never let you go!" Wang Ting was shocked by this scene. All these changes came too quickly. She used the flying sword and shouted in a sharp voice.

Miscellaneous!

This sentence immediately angered many cultivators. Before Lu Hu could stop the flying swords, he saw that several people rose up in the crowd, and then roared in the sky: "I killed today in the ruins of Liutian. If we don't say it, who knows that even if we don't kill these arrogant and domineering disciples of Ziyouhu, we will teach them a lesson and give me a breath of depression for many years for me!"

As soon as this sentence was spoken, it immediately received the approval of most people. The crowd was in high spirits. The flying sword began to linger quickly at this moment. The sky was filled with dense lights of flying swords, which made people's eyes hurt!

The seven disciples of the lake had no blood on their faces. They were usually tall and stood tall. No matter where they passed, the casual cultivators had to give way to the road. How could they encounter such a terrifying situation?

Although Lu Hu's face was calm among the disciples, he was still a little insecure in the face of such an out-of-control scene. He had used his innate energy and shouted, "Stop!"

This sound wave roared out, instantly covering the entire palace ruins. After winning a moment of stay, Lu Hu took a deep breath and shouted again: "Friends of Taoism, we have no intention of deceiving others. Whether we are casual cultivators or fellow disciples, we are all cultivators, and we are all friends. We travel to the lake, we will never bully others, and we will never look down on you and have any attitude of being arrogant... Please listen to my words..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a warning and hurriedly hid to the side!

A golden laser flew over. When he looked at it, Lu Hu was furious. It was actually a pair of broken shoes containing true energy and spiritual energy, but the person who was thrown was injected with powerful qi and qi movement techniques. The speed was extremely fast and the attack power was extremely amazing!

After Lu Hu avoided, he saw that the broken shoes hit several lying walls in succession, and then he was quiet in the smoke and dust.

After the torn shoes landed on the ground, a loud scolding came with a deafening cry: "Listen to your mother!"

The sound was a little familiar. Before Lu Hu could think about it, he saw the flying sword surrounding the blue sky, using the broken shoes to explode as a means to attack them, the disciples of Youhu, in the air!

"Drink!" Lu Hu's face changed drastically. With so many attacks, there were at least thirty flying swords attacks, so there was no way to avoid them. What's more, there was a junior brother and sister who were not as strong as his, so he had no choice but to fight hard!

He shouted lightly and his hands flipped quickly. When each handprint was formed, a rune would bloom in front of him. In just one blink of an eye, he drew seven runes!

Immediately afterwards, the blue light on his body trembled violently, and a formation roulette appeared in his right hand instantly. He threw the roulette in the air. At the critical moment, he slapped it twice in succession. Runes in the air flickered one after another, one more dazzling, and finally, from the center of the roulette, a shocking light column soared into the sky!

Formation Roulette!

This defensive formation is a water-attribute formation. It uses softness to overcome hardness. Lu Hu has rich experience in facing the enemy. When facing so many flying swords together, he instantly responded the fastest!

Formation, resistance!

I saw those dazzling flying swords coming through the air, and in an instant they hit the circular formation aperture, stirring up a layer of ripples visible to the naked eye. The violent light flashed dazzlingly, spreading wildly towards the surroundings!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Smack sex-

The cultivation level of Lu Hu was naturally unbearable. His chest was shaking and his body was as uncomfortable as if he had been in a state of turmoil. He vomited four mouthfuls of blood to stabilize his body. Anger flashed through his eyes, and his cheeks were instantly attacked by a blush.

Then, he roared wildly, his body trembled violently like a sieve, and then the roulette became even more radiant, and his body suddenly opened at the same time. Then, he gritted his teeth suddenly!

--boom!

The bitter energy was centered on him and swept across the audience with a proud momentum. In the riot wind, the bricks and tiles lying on the ground and broken broken walls were even raised!

Such destructive power and power made the disciples of Ziyouhu in the center of the formation tremble all over, their faces were pale, and they were frightened.

The flying swords attacked were all knocked out at this moment!

The monks quickly launched a magic spell to resist the aftermath of the attack. And in their eyes, they were all shocked.

The terrifying Lu Hu actually blocked such a harsh majority of attacks with his own strength, which is really shocking! This person is worthy of being an outstanding genius disciple of Ziyouhu!

Chu Hao had already gotten up. He just threw out a pair of broken shoes that some monk sucked from his feet. At this moment, he was also a little surprised and trembling in the crowd.

This senior brother of Ziyouhu is indeed powerful. The seventh level of the innate is actually many times stronger than Li Beihong, who is the sixth level of the innate! Even this formation is quite exquisite!

"I would have such a formation. Then the complete collection of broken formations is not practical at all!" Chu Hao turned his head to look at the casual cultivators who were stunned and did not take back the flying sword. He knew that under Lu Hu's strength, they were already a little scared.

How could Chu Hao allow such a thing to happen? He came to the ruins of this palace before and had no time to find any treasures. These disciples of Ziyouhu came to clear the scene with a arrogant attitude, without giving them some lessons, and taking advantage of the chaos to find treasures, which was not the style of his little prince Chu.

"Roll up, that guy has used up his true energy. Let's unite and teach these ignorant disciples of Ziyouhu!" Chu Hao screamed in a sharp voice in the crowd, then took out a garbage flying sword from the storage bag that he didn't intend to refine, then used his sword-controlling technique, and then rushed towards Lu Hu who was gasping for breath!

"Senior Brother, be careful!" Beside Lu Hu, a disciple of Youhu was quick-witted and quick-witted. Facing the moment when someone dared to attack, he was shocked and angry, but he still raised an air move technique and knocked the flying sword to the side in an instant.

But Chu Hao's fuse was ignited, and the monks came to their senses. Even the casual cultivators who were watching from afar also turned their attention to Lu Hu! They felt that the formation Lu Hu had just used was indeed exhausted!

"Roll!" Someone roared, as if a ghost was crying and howling. The sound was so unpleasant that it was definitely not what someone Chu said.

Accompanied by this loud roar, the wandering cultivators took back their flying swords, then used their magic, and while Lu Hu was injured, they rushed out alone, and the two rushed out, and they began to complete the supreme morality and revenge of the wandering cultivators!

"Don't panic, don't panic, form a formation to resist, cough, form a formation to resist!" Lu Hu barely raised his head and said quickly to the junior brother who was supporting him beside him. The disciples of Ziyouhu woke up from their fear and surrounded Lu Hu in the middle. Then they stood in one direction, and the flying sword light and shadow began to set up Ziyouhu's flying sword formation!

Lu Hu gasped and said, "You must survive in one stick of incense. By then, I can recover 60% of my strength. I believe my fellow disciples of Ziyun Sect will receive the movement here. When they come, we will be safe..."

The elderly monk in Ziyou Lake nodded. After Lu Hu was injured, he was the backbone at this moment. Facing the many monks attacking, he roared wildly, raised his sword in his right hand, and flashed blue light in his left hand, and shouted loudly: "Ji? Mihu Sword Formation? Seven Stars Facing North!"

"Ji? Mihu Sword Formation? Six stars facing north!"

"Ji? Mihu Sword Formation? Five stars facing north!"

...

Every Ziyouhu disciple was shocked at this moment of life and death. He stood in the direction of the formation. As the old disciple roared, he also recited the mantra one by one, and finally compared the sword above his head and sacrificed it high.

After two breaths, the wandering cultivators and the disciples of Ziyun Sect finally met in close combat. The light of magic spells and magic exploded like gunpowder at this moment!
Chapter completed!