1361 The origin of Liu Zhu
"brush!"
Wang Xiaoran unsheathed her sword. She was very good at practicing the Three Dragon Subduing Swords, but she had no place to try it out!
Jiang Feng and Li Fan didn't even stop him. Jiang Feng was still sitting there, while Li Fan took two steps back. At the same time, he waved his hand, and the surrounding tables and chairs immediately lifted slightly off the ground and slid out, leaving a space in the middle.
Murong Ying was still sitting there, eating her own food, as if she didn't care about anything.
The landlady stood nearby, dumbfounded. And two Seven Heroes Sword Guards stood beside her to protect her safety to prevent her from being affected.
"This, this is..."
"Don't worry, if there is any damage to the store, we will compensate it according to the price."
Chun'er stepped forward and comforted the landlady first.
"Little girl, you have only been practicing martial arts for a few years, but you are so arrogant."
Shui Wuxin held the whip in her hand. Her current strength was at the Grandmaster level, and she had practiced the Bone Whip Technique, which naturally increased her confidence. Although Wang Xiaoran has an extraordinary aura, he has not yet been taken seriously by Shui Wuxin.
"Humph, don't cry if you suffer a loss!"
Wang Xiaoran held the Seven Heroes Sword in his hand and pointed the blade at Shui Wuxin in front of him.
The two people raised their inner strength at the same time, and their auras spread out directly, impacting together. In comparison, Wang Xiaoran's aura was obviously weaker. But she didn't have the slightest fear, because she believed in the Three Dragon Subduing Swords taught to her by her master!
"I'm going to teach you a lesson today, you ignorant girl! Let you know what it means that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world!"
As he said that, Shui Wuxin suddenly whipped his hand.
Bones chasing souls!
This whip is the quick opening whip in the White Bone Whip Technique! What matters this time is speed and accuracy. A whip from his hand is like chasing a ghost to catch a shadow, making it difficult for people to guard against it!
In Wang Xiaoran's ears, there was only a snap, as if a firecracker was lit in the air!
Wang Xiaoran's body suddenly disappeared and appeared on the right side in the blink of an eye. The table not far behind her was split into two pieces as if struck by an invisible knife.
"What a quick whip."
Li Fan nodded, as if he couldn't help but praise.
"Hmph, the powerful ones are at the back!"
Shui Wuxin snorted coldly, and then moved her body around. The long whip in her hand brought up black shadows, and actually wrapped Wang Xiaoran's body in them, leaving her with nowhere to escape! But Wang Xiaoran's eyes narrowed slightly. She held the Seven Heroes Sword, and her eyes glowed slightly blue. This is what Li Fan taught her, a way to focus her inner energy on her eyes.
In Shui Wuxin's dense attacks, Wang Xiaoran found her weakness in an instant.
"Canglong points water!"
Wang Xiaoran and the sword in his hand turned into an afterimage and appeared in front of Shui Wuxin instantly. Before Shui Wuxin could make any move, Wang Xiaoran's sword was already pointed at her fair neck. By the time he reached the point, Wang Xiaoran had shown mercy. But Shui Wuxin was a little unwilling. She was a master, so why would she lose to a top martial artist
This unscientific!
Shui Wuxin suddenly stretched out two fingers and flicked away Wang Xiaoran's sword. At the same time, she flicked the long whip with her right hand and locked Wang Xiaoran's throat with a bone-white throat lock!
"Dragon Lock Divine Weapon!"
But the sword in Wang Xiaoran's hand was stirred and then picked.
The long whip in Shui Wuxin's hand came out of his hand and fell to the side. Shui Wuxin took two steps back and looked at the stabbed tiger's mouth with shock in her beautiful eyes.
He was actually injured? She, Shui Wuxin, was defeated by a little girl
"me… "
Shui Wuxin took two steps back, with disbelief on his face. Jiang Feng stepped forward gently and held her shoulders.
"Winning or losing is a common thing for a soldier. Just go back and practice Kung Fu hard."
Jiang Feng's eyes lit up when he looked at Wang Xiaoran. This little girl seemed to have good talent. It would be great if he could win her over to his side, it would definitely be even more powerful. Li Fan is somewhat lucky to have so many powerful generals under his command. Looking at Guan Wenbao standing next to him again, Jiang Feng felt a little jealous.
"Since you've lost, let's get out of the way."
Li Fan asked Chun'er to leave some money and planned to continue to Fang Ping Base. But at this moment, the six Royal Forest Army sergeants pulled out their weapons and stared at Li Fan and the others coldly.
"Shameless Demon Cult! You must stay!"
Six people said in unison.
"Step aside."
Li Fan waved his hand, and the bodies of the six people flew out and hit the side.
"Saint level?"
Jiang Feng finally widened his eyes and looked at Li Fan in shock.
In just a few days, Li Fan has broken through to the holy level
Jiang Feng secretly clenched his fists. Why, after he had sacrificed so much, he was still not Li Fan's opponent! What kind of bad luck did Li Fan have? Why could he surpass himself again and again
"let's go."
Li Fan took back his hand and prepared to leave with Liu Zhu. But at this time, Murong Ying waved her hand, and a table flew over and blocked the door.
"You want to stop me too?"
Li Fan turned around and looked at Murong Ying.
"People from the Demon Cult must stay."
Murong Villa and the Sovereign Sect have always been mortal enemies.
"What if I don't agree?"
Li Fan's eyebrows were locked, but Murong Ying said.
"Li Weiwei is a peerless demon who is bent on slaughtering the martial arts world. He is currently practicing the "Tongtian Magic". When he masters it and comes out, he will definitely bring a bloody storm to the martial arts world."
"Then just look for him."
"Li Weiwei is very cunning. No one knows where he is hiding except the people from the Demon Cult."
Murong Ying pointed at Liu Zhu, "And this person, his status in the Demon Cult is not low. If he is him, he must know where Li Weiwei is hiding."
"How would I know? I'm just a small believer."
Liu Zhu curled his lips, held his Four Elephants Sword, and said without fear, "You guys know how to bully my little followers. If you have the ability to find the leader yourself!"
"Glib tongue."
Murong Ying frowned, "You can't go anywhere today."
"He is my adopted brother, and I won't let anyone hurt him."
Li Fan stood in front of Liu Zhu.
"Do you really want to protect a demon sect?"
Murong Ying seemed a little unhappy.
"It has nothing to do with the Demon Cult, I believe him."
Li Fan said without hesitation.
"Then you don't believe me?"
"Of course I... believe you too."
Li Fan struggled for a moment, then turned to look at Liu Zhu.
"Liu Zhu, do you know where Li Weiwei is hiding?"
"Master Cult Master, the divine dragon has its head but not its tail. How could I possibly see it?"
Liu Zhu rolled his eyes.
"It's full of nonsense!"
Murong Ying scolded, "You are..."
Before she could finish her words, there was a sudden loud noise from a distance, and then the ground shook slightly.
Everyone's expression changed. Was this... something happened to Fang Ping's base