Chapter Two Hundred and Ninetieth Battle

The black coffin floated in the air, motionless.

"I didn't expect to meet Brother Ji here."

Lu Zhou asked again: "The Seven Absolutes Formation and the Magic Sword, are you setting up?"

"I don't understand array..."

The implication was that the magic sword and tombstone were left by him.

"So many years have passed... Can you gain insight in this coffin?"

Gong Yuandu sighed in a low voice and said, "The way of kendo has improved, but it is limited by the cultivation base and cannot be used... I may not be able to continue fighting with you."

Think back to the past.

Both are amazing characters.

How much Gong Yuan wants to defeat Luzhou, I am afraid only he knows.

"You really want to win the old man?"

"In this world, there is more than me who wants to beat you?" Gong Yuandu said.

"maybe……"

The answer is obvious.

Whether it is to snatch the treasure of the Demon Heaven Pavilion, or to kill the world's number one devil, there are countless.

Both sides said here.

Everyone has basically understood... Lu Zhou and Gong Yuandu in this coffin are old rivals.

When the elders talk like this, it is natural for others not to interrupt.

"I'm curious... The pavilion master of the dignified Demon Heaven Pavilion, what are you doing in the Sword Market? For my Demon Sword? Hehe, you have a lot more treasures than me." The coffin was a little joking.

The old rivals chatted, and the atmosphere became harmonious.

The feeling of depression brought about by the coffin has also mostly disappeared.

"Emperor Yongshou's tomb contains the old man's stuff." Lu Zhou said.

"Brother Ji is really as stubborn as always...is that what you're talking about..." Gong Yuandu's voice fell, bang—

The coffin lid is turned up three hundred and sixty degrees.

A book flew out of the coffin.

The coffin lid just fell back and was closed again.

Lu Zhou caught the book with quick eyes and quick hands.

It's cold to start, and it's cold.

However, this level of cold has no effect on Lu Zhou. The divine court's body protection qi is enough to resist.

The book cover has been carefully packaged with royal colors and dragon patterns.

It may be that they were afraid that the Book of Heaven would corrode and fester in the dark and damp mausoleum, so the royal family specially made a special shell.

Lu Zhou opened the book.

[Ding, get the unwritten fragment of the book of heaven (below). 】

Unsurprisingly.

It is indeed part of the opening book of the Book of Heaven.

Lu Zhou closed the book of heaven and opened it, and threw it to Xiao Yuan'er beside him.

Xiao Yuan'er caught it and read it curiously, but she couldn't understand it, and she lost interest after reading it for a while.

A voice came from the coffin—

"In the tomb of Emperor Yongshou, only this thing can be seen by me. The others are all ordinary... Since Brother Ji is here to dig a grave, I am afraid this is the only thing that can be seen."

Gong Yuan didn't think that Lu Zhou's vision was worse than his own.

Lu Zhou nodded and said, "This is what the old man was looking for."

"The book contains special energy, but I have never been able to understand it... Emperor Yongshou used it as a funeral object. I thought it was a treasure, so I stayed by my side."

Such an explanation.

Everything makes sense.

Lu Zhou's goal has been achieved, and there is no need to dig Jiang Aijian's ancestral grave.

"Gong Yuandu, if you want to go out, this old man can take you for a ride." Lu Zhou said, paying respect to each other and not owe each other.

"No..."

The voice in the coffin seemed even more depressed, as if something was stuck in his throat, "I may, really can't survive you."

"You're still a hundred years away from the deadline." Lu Zhou looked directly at the coffin.

"But, how many ordinary people are hundreds of years old? It is even more difficult for practitioners."

See his tone of pessimism.

Lu Zhou also stopped persuading him.

After all, this guy has been competing with himself for many years.

It's just the natural law that old people go, new people come, birth, old age, sickness and death, and the sun and the moon change.

"In this case, the old man is no longer reluctant."

Luzhou was about to leave.

In the coffin, Gong Yuandu sighed: "Before the deadline is approaching... Can we fight with Brother Ji?"

Everyone was stunned.

An adversary is an adversary after all.

Before dying, he did not forget to drag people into the water.

Xiao Yuan'er had some sympathy at first, hiding in the coffin to seek a chance to survive, but now, the only remaining sympathy is gone.

"What's the matter with you? My master has just fought a few matches... Even if you win, you are still invincible. What's more, you are not my master's opponent at all." Xiaoyuan'er said.

The coffin moved slightly and laughed:

"Brother Ji... With your temper, you can still have apprentices by your side. Admiration, admiration..."

Luzhou was too lazy to fight, but said:

"If you want to fight, then come out and fight."

What kind of skill is it to hide in a coffin and be a tortoise?

Xiaoyuan'er agreed: "That's right, come out!"

Jiang Aijian followed: "Senior, since we are an old friend, why do we have to fight to the death of you and me? Moreover, the senior also said that the deadline is approaching, and the senior's cultivation level must have been reduced a lot, so how can we fight?"

Gong Yuandu said: "You guys misunderstood... Since we are going to fight with Brother Ji, it is natural to be fair and equal... How can I take advantage of others' danger? Brother Ji, how about we meet at Motian Pavilion a month later? "

Lu Zhou didn't care.

"I'm afraid you won't last for a month, old man."

As soon as the deadline comes, no one can say that he will leave that day.

It could be today, it could be tomorrow, it could be a year from now.

Gong Yuandu said with a hoarse smile: "See you in a month... If you can't make it, it will be your life."

Persistent for a lifetime, it is time to accept fate.

Lu Zhou Fushu glanced at everyone.

Jiang Aijian said to the coffin, "Since you want to stay in the mausoleum, you should save face and don't destroy the contents inside."

"What's with you?"

"The dead are bigger."

This time, the coffin did not respond.

Lu Zhou glanced at the long swords scattered on the ground.

Jiang Aijian hurriedly said, "I don't want these unpopular things."

Qin Jun scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I... can I pick up two of them?"

Jiang Aijian rolled his eyes and said, "Do it yourself."

Qin Jun was overjoyed and picked up two of the best-looking ground-level weapons.

Jiang Aijian said, "You are quite discerning."

"A gentleman loves a sword, and he takes it in a proper way."

"Yo...it turns out to be a fellow person, disrespectful..."

"Each each other."

Lu Zhou shook his head and walked out of the Sword Market with his hands behind his back.

The coffin flew back to the corridor and disappeared.

Xiaoyuaner followed her master and left the Jianxu.

The Jianxu Mausoleum has been restored to its original appearance.

The seven unique formations on the ground re-gathered energy.

"Master... Who is in the coffin?"

"Old man."

"Master, do you still have friends?"

"Accurately speaking, this is the enemy."

As Lu Zhou walked, he answered his doubts.

"Does Master have any friends?" Xiao Yuan'er asked.

"There are many friends who are teachers..." Lu Zhou replied.

"Oh……"

Come to the outside of Jianxu.

I saw the long-lost sky.

Involuntarily took a deep breath.

"White Pond."

Jiang Aijian and Qin Jun also ran out.

Lu Zhou didn't jump on Bai Ze in a hurry...

"Jiang Aijian."

"Old...Old senior has something to say?"

"Zhaoyue is still in the palace, take care of it." Lu Zhou said.

"No problem, but there is one thing I have to say hello to the senior." Jiang Aijian said.

"What's the matter?"

"Your seventh disciple, Si Wuya, has already found me. I'm not as good as him in terms of intelligence. His people are honestly disturbing my eyesight. I have lost no less than five people in the past few days. They are all important eyes and ears. If you can, would you find a chance to tap and tap?" Jiang Aijian said.

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