Chapter 324 Why Is the Name of the Devil?

These eyeliners of Jiang Aijian have been wandering on the tip of the knife all the year round.

From the moment they followed Jiang Aijian, they knew that they might die...

Live like a feather, die like a breeze.

Maybe no one will ever remember them.

But they saw death as their fate, and they were willing to do so.

Hearing Lu Zhou's words, Jiang Aijian's heart moved slightly.

His impression of this old demon Ji from Motian Pavilion changed again——

What is magic? Why is it called a demon?

Destroying Wisdom's Life, Evil Dao, Dharma, and Benevolence, is that why it is called Demon?

I have read the world for a long time, everyone is a devil.

"You, and you! I want to see how long he can last!"

These two generals have learned to be smart, one left and one right, showing a tendency to double-team.

Bring a gust of wind.

Although unable to mobilize vitality.

However, the practitioners who have undergone body quenching are not comparable to the physical quality of ordinary people.

Step on a pit under your feet.

Slash with a knife!

Lu Zhou spun in place, Weiming Sword spun around in his palm, he was holding the sword, lunging forward...a sword thrust out.

"Huh?" The two generals fought several times in their minds, but they were resolved by an incredible movement.

Like an illusion, he avoided the blade and passed through the two figures in a trance——

Chi!

Pull it out, turn around! Chi!

The knives in the hands of the two generals were still in the air and did not fall.

Mouth open, eyes staring straight ahead, empty.

They feel that life is rapidly draining from that incision... breathing, heartbeat, becoming depressed, uncomfortable...

The smell of blood hit the face.

I don't know if it's my own or someone else's.

It is no longer important to think about how Old Demon Ji did it.

When it fell, the world turned and everything went into darkness.

Another person fell.

"These two lives are due to the old man's disciple Ming Shi Yin." These two thousand merits were accounted for, without causing any fluctuations in Lu Zhou.  The scorching sun pierced everyone's eyes.   Even the smell of blood had to be dry and pungent.  Shuntian Garden, which was originally quiet and comfortable, has become a fighting place in a blink of an eye.   There is no gorgeous vitality, no dazzling spirit.   You get it, it's just a fight on the battlefield!  ……   There was only one person in the eyes of Lu Zhou.

Killing six people in a row made them feel guilty.

And the six people who died were not minor characters, they were the Imperial Army!

Mo Li woke up like a dream... waved his hand: "Every generals, step back!"

With four generals remaining, they took a few steps back.

At this time, no matter how powerful a master is, it is useless.

It's better to let ordinary soldiers fight over.

In history, how many heroes have been exhausted by crowd tactics.

No matter how superb his skills are, he cannot withstand the attack of so many people.

"Kill the old demon Ji, and the reward is ten thousand taels. He will be awarded the king to worship the prime minister!"

These words reveal two meanings: one, he is bound to get rid of Motian Pavilion; two, he wants to be emperor.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man!

The nearby soldiers rushed up with halberds in hand.

"Senior, I'll help you!" Jiang Aijian rushed up.

In order to hide his eyes and ears, he didn't even bring the Longyin Sword, which seemed a little thin.

Ming Shiyin and Zhaoyue stood up.

"Isn't it just killing people... I haven't felt this way in a long time."

"And me! Brother and sister!" Xiao Yuan'er jumped over.

Really neat.

Lu Zhou said, "You can just protect yourself."

Why is Ming Shi so smart... I thought, Master, his old age is already old, so he has such a powerful fighting ability? He glanced at the Weiming Sword in Master's hand, this sword is not simple.

A master is a master. With thousands of years of experience and trump cards, how can these young people compare?

Ming Shiyin and Jiang Aijian suddenly gained great confidence.  ...   Liu Huan's eyes sank and his arms waved down.   Numerous soldiers rushed up.   The Weiming Sword in Lu Zhou's hand trembled slightly.  Thousands of years of killing skills, and experience seem to be truly integrated with Luzhou at this moment.  One sword and one person!   Live Mo Li!   Shaped like electricity, it shuttled between soldiers.  bang bang, bang bang...   the halberd was completely broken and fell to the ground.   Wherever the name goes, there are dead souls!   swarmed up wave after wave...   The scene in front of him made people look dumbfounded. Lu Zhou's figure was like a tumbler, sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right, while swinging the Weiming sword.   The moves are neat and tidy, not sloppy.   until the last person falls.   The scene was quiet again.  Luzhou's demeanor remains natural.   He was holding the sword in his forehand, the sword end of the unnamed sword, a drop of red blood, penetrating the sunlight, dripped to the ground.   He finally... made the people behind him scared.   did not dare to continue charging.   Numerous soldiers holding halberds, facing Luzhou... kept retreating.  Lu Zhou didn't look back. Where he walked, the fallen soldiers on both sides formed a path.   He went forward.   Those who backed away.   Mo Li staggered back.   turned pale!   She never thought that Ji Laomo from Motian Pavilion would be so powerful.  Lu Zhou stopped, like an ordinary old man on the street, holding a delicate Weiming sword in his hand, and glanced left and right.   "If you want to die, I don't mind killing a few more people."

Li Mo knew that he was bewitching people, and quickly said: "Block him, let me block him!"

Liu Huan's eyes lit up, almost bleeding.

There is a reward.

But there is no shortage of timid people.

If you have money, you have to spend your life, if you have a black gauze hat, you have to have the ability to wear it!

Soldiers step back!

"Fugitives, deal with them according to military orders!"

Seeing hundreds of soldiers ready to pounce.

Lu Zhou shook his head slightly...

"Biaoqi."

Ow—

A mountain roar resounded through the Shuntian Villa.

Qiao rushed in from outside Shuntian Villa!

Bang!

When it broke into the Ten Jue Formation, the auspicious clouds under its feet dissipated and landed on the ground.

"You can't mobilize your vitality either?"

But...even if there is no vitality. The fangs and ferocious body of the birch were by no means impossible for this group of ordinary soldiers to resist.

Bijia understood the master's intention, and rushed into the crowd under the horrified expressions of the crowd.

A slap is one person flying.

For a time, the crowd was in chaos!

"What is this!?"

"Old Demon Ji's mount?"

"how is this possible?!"

Originally, people were panicking, but under the impact of Biqi, the military's heart was suddenly dissipated!

Hundreds of soldiers threw away their halberds and fled everywhere without thinking.

Luzhou was too lazy to look at those soldiers...

Bi Qian ran all the way, and all the soldiers who were blocking the way were thrown out.

Came to Ming Shiyin and others.

Sit on the ground, like a patron saint, no one dares to approach!

"I'll go, old man, if we have this thing, call it out earlier, who would dare to touch us?" Jiang Aijian approached Bixian, just about to reach out and stroke it, Bixu groaned in a low voice, causing Jiang Aijian to shrink back in fright.

Xiao Yuan'er came to Biao's side, scratched its hair and said, "It hates you."

"Protect them." Lu Zhou ordered.

Biao Yi sat down on the ground and stopped taking the initiative to attack.

Probably limited by its vitality, it is very smart and knows to retain its strength.

Mo Li was stunned.

Liu Huan was stunned.

This was completely beyond their expectations.

Despite this, there are still many soldiers standing in front of the two of them.

Luzhou continued to move forward.

He suddenly felt that the lives of these people in front of him were so fragile.

Fragile as paper.

"The old man said... Among the ten best formations, the old man is invincible."

Li Qiang held back his unwillingness and waved his hand: "Close the formation... Hurry up and close the formation!"

Jiang Aijian shook his head and said:

"Once the Ten Absolutes Formation is opened, there will be no interference within half an hour. When you get the blueprint for re-engraving, don't you know?"

"How do you know?" Mo Li looked at Jiang Aijian.

Jiang Aijian scratched his head.

When the Jinghe Palace was on fire, they were still teenagers.

Now that many years have passed, they have already changed their appearance...

What's more, with Jiang Aijian hanging around and smiling, who would have thought that he is the current third prince?

However, these are not important anymore.

Li Mo finally set his sights on Lu Zhou who was slowly approaching.

Liu Huan, who was beside the Queen Mother, shouted, "What are you still doing... Fourth brother, whoever called you, come on!"

After all, he is a soldier on the frontier, and he is not afraid of death if he wants to come.

However, Liu Bing shrugged and spread his hands: "Brother Huang, it has nothing to do with me! My people, only those few people, have to protect me..." He quickly turned his head and said to Lu Zhou, "Senior, everything is up to me. It doesn't matter! I can only protect myself!"

Lu Zhou didn't look at him.

Instead keep walking.

The air was suppressed to the extreme.

Mo Li and Liu Huan are in a hurry!

They felt the suffocation that made Tiantian not call to earth.

"Black Knight!" Li Qiye stepped back again.   There are four generals guarding her in front of her. finally.   Outside Shuntian Garden, a large number of black riders rushed in.   Those soldiers dare not continue to block.  Liu Huan was very determined, and said: "The black rider obeys the order, and anyone in the Motian Pavilion will be killed!"  When the black rider entered the arena.   The tall horse at the front charged towards Li Qiye.  "Get out of the way!"  "Fan Xiuwen is here to help us!"   As soon as he heard the three words of Fan Xiuwen, the four generals trembled and lined up left and right.   Fan Xiuwen jumped off the horse.  Mo Li was overjoyed and smiled...  "General Fan came at the right time, this palace..."  哧——  "This... palace..."  The people around were attracted by this special voice.   This is the sound of the sword entering the chest and abdomen.  Especially the soldiers on the battlefield, they could easily tell them apart.   His eyes moved from Luzhou to Fan Xiuwen instantly.  The sword in Fan Xiuwen's hand... sunk into Mo Li's abdomen.   The word "Bengong" was stuck in Mo Li's throat, like blisters popping out, becoming powerless.  Her pupils, slowly dilated...then dilated.   She lowered her head slowly.   Looking at the sword in his abdomen, it was full of blood.