LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 55
Kill, kill, kill, kill ......
The calm Anle Pavilion was suddenly filled with shouts of killing.
The sword was overflowing, and the blood was dripping.
The ground was soon covered with corpses.
It's all poor women.
In a short time, corpses were scattered all over the field.
Yuan Tiangang calmly packed up his things, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.
Zhang Wulang sat not far from Yuan Tiangang, with a sinister smile on his face, and he was happy in his heart.
Finally got the elixir formula.
Next, it's about immortality.
Even a woman can be an emperor, and he must be an emperor.
Emperor of the entire Tang Dynasty.
Fan
Ling'er and Fan Qiao'er trembled when they heard the shouting of killing.
Both of them hid behind Lu Changshou.
Pull Lu Changshou's clothes, for fear of separating from Lu Changshou.
They know very well that only Lu Changshou is absolutely safe at this moment.
Fan Ling'er felt very guilty in her heart.
knew that it was an elixir, and she would never steal it from Zhang Wulang.
Although she doesn't like Anle Pavilion very much and has always wanted to go out, there are many people here who are her good sisters.
Now because of her greed, all the good sisters are dying here.
Although Lu Changshou did not turn around, he could feel Fan Ling'er's mood swings.
"Don't feel guilty, even without you, there will be others. "
Da da da ......
Several soldiers wearing armor and holding spears suddenly appeared, blocking in front of Lu Changshou.
The soldier's face was obscured by armor, but there was a fierce glint in his eyes.
Fan
Ling'er and Fan Qiao'er happened to see it.
The two of them were so frightened that their hearts beat and screamed repeatedly.
Lu Changshou was very calm and did not draw his sword.
Pick up your feet and keep walking.
He never took the soldier into account.
The soldier raised his spear and swung it at the landing longevity.
The
spear made of metal shimmered with cold light.
A flash of light illuminated Lu Changshou's eyes.
"Unsheathed. "
Lu Changshou didn't move, just shouted out of the sheath.
The Demon Suppression Sword slammed out of its scabbard.
The silver-white blade was cold.
The chill is biting.
The soldiers felt nothing but a chill.
Before he saw the Demon Suppression Sword
, he had already been pierced by the Demon Suppression Sword.
The armor on his body couldn't block the edge of the Demon Suppression Sword.
The Demon Suppression Sword penetrated the armor, and the sword body did not have a trace of blood, and it was still shining with silver light.
"Well... It's amazing. "
Fan Qiao'er couldn't say all the words that were surprised.
She didn't even see Lu Changshou draw his sword, but she saw a few rays of light flash away.
Several soldiers fell to the ground.
The Demon Suppression Sword hovered in midair.
"Young Sword Immortal. "
Fan Ling'er had obviously heard the rumors of the Sword Immortal.
I was overjoyed.
With the Sword Immortal here, she should be able to escape safely.
I just don't know if the sword fairy is handsome or not.
In the past two days, Lu Changshou has been wearing a mask, and except for Fan Qiao'er, no one can see Lu Changshou's magnificent face.
Da da da ......
The surrounding soldiers saw their companions fall to the ground and surrounded them.
More than a dozen soldiers with swords and spears in their hands quickly surrounded Lu Changshou.
Lu Changshou still didn't move.
Whoosh ......
The Demon Sword flies in the sky, and the legend is in the living room.
I saw a circular halo appear in the room.
When the light dissipated, more than a dozen soldiers, the armor on their bodies was cut off.
A large amount of blood suddenly spilled from his chest.
Plop ......
The soldiers fell to the ground.
More than a dozen soldiers died in a year, and finally caught the attention of Zhang Wulang.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that there was a sword immortal in the little Anle Pavilion. Zhang Wulang laughed loudly.
He couldn't feel Lu Changshou's specific strength.
But there can be such swordsmanship, only those famous sword immortals on the rivers and lakes.
"I just don't know which sword immortal came to my Anle Pavilion today. "
Zhang Wulang took the initiative to step forward.
A smile still appeared on his face, but he didn't take Lu Changshou in his eyes.
What he cares about is Yuan Tiangang.
Not only for the elixir, but also because of Yuan Tiangang's strength.
He has lived for more than 100 years, and his cultivation is unfathomable.
It is said that he has reached the realm of iQue.
Even if it hasn't been examined.
"The sword rode the wind, eliminated the demon between the world and the world, and was in charge of Xia Shu Mountain. "
Lu Changshou's mind moved, and the Demon Suppression Sword quickly returned to its scabbard.
Go out and report the trumpet.
His tuba is a beautiful boy.
Fights with people, petty hooliganism.
When I turned around, I took Geng Ghost with me and looked for some more younger brothers.
If you fight or something, it's better to leave it to the younger brother.
All he needs to do is enjoy himself.
"The head of Shushan?".
？？？？
Zhang Wulang's face was full of question marks.
How he hadn't heard of it.
Could it be some unknown small sect?
It's possible.
Forget it, it's just the head of a small sect.
Or clean it up.
Yuan Tiangang couldn't kill for the time being, and he wasn't sure if the elixir was real.
There is no need for Lu Changshou to stay.
lest the news of the elixir of life spread.
Zhang Wulang
turned around, although he didn't speak, Zhang Liulang understood Zhang Wulang's thoughts.
The
sturdy body of more than two meters tall, under the light, left only a pitch-black figure.
Between breaths, Zhang Liulang approached.
The huge black bear-like body brings a strong sense of oppression.
Fan
Ling'er and Fan Qiao'er looked up.
The burnt skin makes people's hearts numb.
Fear crept in.
Zhang Liulang clenched his fist with one hand, and his thick arm slammed down on Lu Changshou.
The internal force rubs against the air, forming a strong fist wind.
Without the slightest skill, it is simply with great strength.
Lu Changshou held the Demon Suppression Sword in one hand and slowly raised his right hand.
Compared with Zhang Liulang's slender body, there is a big gap.
Yuan Tiangang, who was not far away, stopped.
He was very curious if Lu Changshou could stop it.
No other thoughts, pure curiosity.
Bang......
A
deafening sound erupted.
It's like a cannonball bursting.
Lu Changshou blocked Zhang Liulang's fist with one hand.
He stood still and did not move his arm.
Not even the body moved.
Only Zhang Liulang's violent power produced a strong wind and a stormy wave.
The stormy waves swept over.
With Lu Changshou and Zhang Liulang as the center, a storm was set off.
The storm swept through the entire Anle Court.
The corpses on the ground were lifted away.
The surrounding wooden ladder broke in response to the sound, and finally turned into powder, which scattered in all directions with the dead waves.
The lantern hanging from the ceiling fell to the ground.
The flames on the lanterns, accompanied by the oil of fire, flowed out and lit the wooden floor.
Fan
Ling'er and Fan Qiao'er were almost thrown off.
Fortunately, Lu Changshou used the sword technique to let the Demon Sword drag the two of them.
Otherwise, the powerful blow just now, even if it didn't hit Fan Ling'er and Fan Qiao'er.
The impact of pure force was enough to make the two of them fly.
(Continue to kneel and beg for flower support.) ）