After twenty breaths.
The ground was a mess, the grass was overturned, the hills collapsed, and scarlet blood was everywhere on the ground.
The red light from the fire in the distance dyed the area even more red and bloody.
The painter casually threw Sun Meng aside, and looked at the bloody cut on his arm.
"There are two tricks." He praised, "If it were someone else, maybe you could really win. It's a pity that you met me."
On the grass, Sun Meng's arm was torn off, half kneeling on the ground, covered in blood.
Yin Zi fell face down on the ground, life or death unknown, only a few broken white whips scattered on the ground.
Li Shunxi held his chest and supported Lian Ji, spitting blood from his mouth, it seemed that he was seriously injured.
"Is it solved? Zhong Yu." A few more people came out from the darkness, and the leader was also dressed in the same costume as the painter. Even a painter.
"Come on, there is one last shot." The man called Zhong Yu smiled, "It's been a long time since I did anything, and I was injured by them. Boss, do you want to give me some money for medicine?" Show the other person the arm on the hand.
The leading man glanced at him coldly.
"Take it away, throw the male into the Lanting Pavilion, and throw the female into the Red Pavilion."
"Can you wait a moment? Captain Rong?"
Suddenly, a man and a woman walked out of the shadows not far away. It was the beautiful woman in the long white gauze dress who spoke.
The leading man recognized the identity of the other party at a glance.
Shangyang Peipei, a well-known socialite in the family, has a lot of relationships with many big shots.
"It turned out to be Miss Pepe. We have caught several suspects here. We suspect that they are the key persons who caused the fire. We are about to take them back for interrogation. If you are fine, you can go to the Huibin building in front to rest."
The leading man looked at the man next to Yang Peipei again. He didn't know this man, but the man's eyes kept falling on the suspect who was kneeling on the ground.
"These people should not be suspects. Captain Rong might as well give me a face and let them go. They are just a few thieves. How can you be qualified to intervene in person?" Shangyang Peipei persuaded with a smile.
"I'm afraid it won't work. If Miss Peipei intercedes on weekdays, I'd be willing to agree, but now is an extraordinary time." Shangyang Rong said lightly, not giving Shangyang Peipei any face.
"Captain Rong!" Peipei rolled his eyes, "Not long ago, I was drinking with Master Liushang, and the Lord casually mentioned that Captain Rong is upright and tough, and he is one of the rare talents among painters and generals. See, sure enough...."
"You don't need to use Shangyang Liuchang to suppress me." Shangyang Rong said coldly. "I do things according to my principles. It's better for Ms. Pepe to spend more time drinking flowers and wine with the guests. It's not a good thing to meddle in these things indiscriminately."
"You!!" Shangyang Peipei raised her eyebrows, a little annoyed and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Lu Sheng who was beside her.
"I am Lu Sheng under Shangyang Jiuli's command." Lu Sheng said in a low voice. "Let's play a game."
He stood up slowly, and the firelight shone on his body, reflecting the curves of muscles as strong as steel.
"You guys go together, do you need me to tie your hands?"
Shang Yangrong's face turned red all of a sudden, he was one of the five captains of the majestic painter, and he was actually provoked to this point in person.
This is humiliation! Naked humiliation! !
Not only him, but several subordinates of the painter behind him, as well as Shangyang Zhongyu before him, couldn't help but blushed, with black membranes surging on his body, ready to fight against each other at any time.
Different from their anger, Li Shunxi was both surprised and happy in his heart. He almost used his last life-saving teleportation ability.
But the moment he saw Lu Sheng walk out, he knew that they were saved this time.
The eldest son Lu Shenglu joined the leader of the Red Whale Clan of the Shangyang family in the Northland. With his face, it shouldn't be a big problem to keep them.
He resisted the urge to raise his head to greet Lu Sheng, while listening to the conversation between the painters and Lu Sheng.
"Lu Sheng!" There were quite a few people who were alarmed at this time, and Shangyang Jiuli rushed over immediately, just in time to hear the words that Lu Sheng blurted out. She frowned instantly, looked in the direction of the two painters, and then at Li Shunxi and the others.
"Stop making trouble." She complained to Lu Sheng, then waved to Shang Yangrong and the others, "Hurry up! Are you still standing here waiting to die??"
Shangyang Rong stared at Lu Sheng coldly for a while, but finally he still didn't dare to resist Shangyang Jiuli's order.
"Farewell, Miss Jiuli."
"The general under Lord Jiuli's command is very arrogant." At this moment, a strange voice spread slowly.
At this time, there were already many people around, all guests from various families came to watch the excitement.
"Is his attitude implying that all the painters of my younger generation are rubbish? Not only do they have to do it together, but they also have to use both hands? Hehe."
"Whoever refuses to accept can come up by himself." Lu Sheng said calmly, "It doesn't matter if you all go up together."
Suddenly, the whole audience was silent. Everyone could see that Lu Sheng was crazy, but they didn't expect him to be so crazy.
The painters are all elite families with Liuwen and above. Even in a huge family like the Shangyang family, Liuwen is an absolute elite.
As for the painters who rushed over, there were three if not five, and he actually wanted them all to do it together
Shangyang Jiuli snorted coldly. look around.
As soon as she heard it, she knew that someone was secretly targeting her, and it was just implicating Lu Sheng.
"Don't dare to go up? Then get out of here!" She had an unscrupulous temperament, and she dared to flip the table if she disagreed with her. Now that someone secretly provoked her to target her general, she was naturally even more angry, and she simply no longer hesitated.
With her current strength and status, no one dared to refute her words.
Although there were complaints in their hearts, no one dared to touch Yang Jiuli's bad luck right now.
"Let's go." The people from Shangyang Jiuli rushed out, put Li Shunxi and others on the wooden bed and prepared to carry them away.
"I'm coming!!" At this moment, a burly and strong bald man stood up. "Miss Jiuli, I suspect that these people are related to the previous arson case. So I'm sorry."
As a powerful general under Su Lao's command, Cui Lianjun is not a member of the Shangyang family, but a foreign family who has married in.
But its strength is undoubtedly strong, and it is one of the five captains among the current painters. So he dared not give Shangyang Jiuli face.
Shangyang Jiuli still wanted to speak, but Lu Sheng raised his hand to stop him.
"This trip was my friend's fault first. If that's the case, I'll stand here and accept your trick." When Lu Sheng said this, it was as if he was saying that he would eat this for dinner today, without any pressure , without ups and downs.
The bald Cui Lianjun was outraged.
"Then how do you win or lose? What if I accidentally beat you to death?"
"Kill me?" Lu Sheng was also happy, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he stretched out his finger to his temple.
"Hit here, if you can kill me, not only you don't have to be responsible, but the things I just took out from the red pavilion belong to you!"
Just kidding, the current him, even he himself doesn't know how strong he is, it might be possible to replace him with Shangyang Jiulilai.
Shangyang Jiuli moved his lips, but he still didn't speak to stop him.
The people around were in an uproar again.
"Come on." Cui Lianjun's eyes became fierce, and he drew the ghost-headed sword behind him. Slowly stand opposite Lu Sheng.
Lu Sheng also took a step forward, slowly suppressing his own strength, and didn't stop until there were only about six lines of black film left.
call!
The black light curtains turned up on both of them at the same time, which was a natural phenomenon of the black membrane manifesting.
In the crowd, two guests of the Huang family watched the competition quietly.
"Which side do you think will win?" the woman with short red hair asked softly.
The other person has messy red hair and a large number of various armbands on his arms. He is an old-fashioned man.
"The painter will lose." The man said calmly.
"Oh? Why? I think Cui Lianjun is very strong?" The short-haired woman was taken aback, then asked with a smile.
The man fell silent.
"I can see Cui Lianjun's background clearly, but that Lu Sheng, I can't figure it out at all."
"Even you can't see clearly? It's a pity that my mother is being entangled now, otherwise it would be absolutely sure to let her dig the corners herself." The short-haired woman smiled.
Before the words fell, the battle had officially started on the field.
The painter represents the side of Su Lao, while Shangyang Jiuli represents the side of Shangyang Fei.
Cui Lianjun held the ghost-headed sword in his hand, and slowly paced around Lu Sheng, as if he was constantly looking for an angle to attack.
The black film revealed by the two of them is the apex of the six lines. Then this competition depends on their respective skills and the ability to grasp the timing.
Cui Lianjun was also slightly excited. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to show himself in front of so many big figures. If he showed his strength perfectly, he would definitely create a good impression on the upper echelons.
He looked at Lu Sheng intently.
'The three lore secret techniques I have mastered are maneuvering, clever chopping, and lingchi.
You can make a sharp cut on the left side first, occupying the space on the left side.
Then use the roundabout to adjust the angle, so that he can't predict the direction of the next shot, and then make another wonderful cut to the left, and then Ling Chi is just right.
In this way, it is sure to be unexpected, and with the high difficulty angle of the Miao Zhan, he will definitely think that I will receive the right Miao Zhan. '
Thinking of this, Cui Lianjun kicked his feet, and the black film under his feet exploded, turning into a driving force and rushing to Lu Sheng's side. Cut out with one knife.
"Wonderful...!" Boom! ! !
Lu Sheng withdrew his left fist, looked at the opponent who was almost crippled, everything was quiet.
On the grass, Cui Lianjun spewed blood all over his body and turned into a bloody man. The ghost knife in his hand was broken into an unknown number of knots, and he knelt down in front of Lu Sheng on one knee.
That punch shattered his knife from the front, and then landed on the side of his face. The flesh and bones on his face were immediately shattered into countless pieces, deformed, squeezed, and shattered. Now half of his face is gone.
The surroundings were silent for a while, and no one expected the victory or defeat to come so quickly. Cui Lianjun, the leader and captain of the painter, was defeated without even using a single move.
Lu Sheng's strange power, even if Shangyang Jiuli has seen it many times, it still feels unbelievable. This strange power was also one of the key reasons why the Shangyang family looked at Lu Sheng differently.
Even Shangyang Jiuli opened his mouth wide, he didn't expect Lu Sheng to win so quickly. The opponent is also Liuwen,