Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

"In this rain and fog, we can't use plants to find news here."

Agusu explained to Lu Yun.

The Shenmu Qingmu is in charge of all the forests in the Ancient Man Mountains, and these trees are the best eyes and ears for the Qingmu people.

As a member of the rest of the tribe, they naturally don't want to be spied on day and night.

Just like the Orcs smear special juice to avoid the detection of the Aoki Clan, the Shanshui Clan also has their own methods.

Lu Yun simply opened the umbrella to separate the rain curtain.

Glancing at Lu Yun, the visitor smiled heartily.

It was a middle-aged man, and to his surprise, he was dressed like a monk from the outside world.

A gray robe covered his body, but this person was dressed more casually, exposing a large chest muscle.

Unlike Ji Hongxi's romantic and uninhibited, this is a kind of boldness and wildness.

The people who can control the flow of water don't seem to be as gentle as water, but they all look brave and good at fighting.

In Lu Yun's view, the Shanshui tribe is said to be ancient barbarians, more like a small village outside.

For these pectoral men, the female warriors of the Aoki clan are not interested.

Hmm... They like weak men because they have a desire to conquer.

"Yaotian, long time no see."

Aguyu stepped forward to chat with Yaotian, the two seemed to have a close relationship, but looking at the hands that the two hadn't let go up to now, it was clear that the two were competing with each other.

"Hehe, this way please."

In the end, it was Yaotian who let go first and made a gesture of please.

Lu Yun followed the Qingmu people, and she could feel a lot of eyes on her.

This kind of inquiry is not like the curiosity she had when she first came to the Qingmu clan, but they are already used to outsiders, so it is dispensable.

Lu Yun didn't let Wuzhuo out.

She faced the gazes of those people and communicated with Ji Hongxi through sound transmission.

"I think there are monks in the Shanshui tribe."

She felt the existence of spiritual power in more than one person.

Some people in the Shanshui tribe have already started to practice.

This place is not like those outside sects that have been passed down for many years. Ordinary people step into the practice rashly. Without professional guidance, it is a trivial matter to go crazy.

It is very common for a spiritual power to run wrong, and it is very common to explode and die.

But she doesn't think these people have such concerns. Although these people's cultivation bases are very low, and they are basically on the fifth or sixth level of Qi training, they are indeed stepping into orthodox practice.

The only thing that can be done is that someone guides the people of the Shanshui tribe.

So Lu Yun guessed that there are monks here.

"Ah."

"I'll look for it first."

Cultivator Yuanying's spiritual consciousness came out, and after avoiding Yaotian, Ji Hongxi found it quickly in this tribe.

In terms of scale, the Shanshui tribe is also larger than the Qingmu tribe.

Under the wet ground, as they walked, they left footprints.

The footprints were soon filled with rainwater, and the water surged, completely covering the footprints.

"what!"

Ji Hongxi's voice sounded in his mind, but Lu Yun didn't look at it.

After waiting for a while, Ji Hongxi spoke again: "I found someone, and he is also a Nascent Soul. His cultivation is probably in the late Nascent Soul, but I think he is seriously injured."

"Tsk...he found me."

"No, people are coming!"

"careful!"

The next few words were rushed, and in the blink of an eye, a figure appeared in front of Lu Yun.

Aguyu also appeared beside Lu Yun, avoiding the drizzle nearby with his strong green wood power.

The two sides confronted each other, and the tense atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out.

And Lu Yun raised her umbrella, looked up at the tall and strong man in front of her, and smiled.

"Senior Black Mountain, long time no see."

Yes, it is Montenegro.

Ever since Heishan seriously injured the cave master of Bodhi Cave, the outside world has rarely heard about him.

Some people say that he failed in revenge and died in the hands of some mighty one.

Lu Yun didn't think the other party was dead.

But it was also an accident to see the seriously injured Montenegro here.

"Tsk, little girl, not bad."

Hei Shan squinted his eyes, and those eyes didn't have the meaning of reminiscing about the past, but were sharp and fierce.

Immediately, the ancient bronze knife appeared in his palm, and he slashed open with ghostly shadows. It was the Bi Luo Huang Quan Killer that Lu Yun was most familiar with.

Heishan shot so fast that Ji Hongxi, who was surrounded by female fighters, had no time to react.

His pupils shrank, and his eyes were scarlet.

"fine."

After Lu Yun transmitted the voice to Ji Hongxi, she backed away quickly.

Putting aside the umbrella, Han Jiangxue faced the difficulties, the swords intersected, and Lu Yun was knocked out.

With both feet stomping on the ground, Lu Yun looked at the plow marks on the ground, and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth expressionlessly.

"Change the sword!"

Hei Shan glanced at Han Jiangxue, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Let me see what you learned from my move!"

The broad knife pointed at the ground, and a crack was formed.

Lu Yun jumped onto the roofs on both sides, and she showed Wuzhu obediently.

The pitch-black Wuzhuo doesn't seem to have changed much, but upon closer inspection, one can find some strange lines wrapped around the sword body.

That's bisheng vine.

As the spiritual power was transferred in, the blue light lit up the totem, swaying on the sword, like a layer of flames, evaporating the falling rain.

This is a gift from Shenmu Qingmu to Lu Yun.

Lu Yun bowed and moved her center down. She held a sword in both hands and greeted Heishan.

After the two clashed again, the sound of weapons colliding was extremely sharp, causing some weak ancient barbarians to avoid it.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Lu Yun's confrontation with Montenegro was like hitting a stone with an egg.

Lu Yun seemed to be firing on all cylinders, but Hei Shan could push Lu Yun back with just one blow.

"He didn't intend to kill Ah Yun."

Going to Ji Hongxi's side, Agusu said, his eyes were asking if he wanted to help.

"……Need not!"

Ji Hongxi shook her head, Junior Sister looked very confident.

Lu Yun was actually not sure.

Wuzhuo and Broad Saber were facing each other, both weapons were buzzing, it was the joy of seeing the opponent.

With each heavy blow, the green fire scorched, skipped over Heishan, swept away part of his spiritual power, and then fed it back to Lu Yun, weakening her spiritual power consumption.

This is how gifts are used.

Wuzhuo is an heavy sword, which consumes more spiritual power than a light sword like Han Jiangxue, but the gift from Aoki made Lu Yun not have to worry about this.

"Hehe, good ability!"

Montenegro also found that part of his spiritual power was "stolen", and he didn't care.

Even though he is only at the level of Nascent Soul, it is still very easy to beat Lu Yun, a junior who has just entered the early stage of Jindan.

In the eyes of outsiders, Lu Yun was being abused.

He was knocked out again and again, got up again, and rushed up again, as if he was tireless, repeating the miserable scene.

In the drizzle, the ink hair danced, revealing Lu Yun's glazed eyes.

The dark eyes are like a vast sea of ​​stars, with thousands of stars floating and sinking, the stars flickering, between flickering and flickering, unfathomable.

Shaking off the rain on her cheeks, there was a lingering smile on the corner of Lu Yun's mouth.

In the confrontation with Heishan, the imprint of the knife left in her soul was slowly melting away.

Just when the last trace disappeared without a trace, Lu Yun held the sword and split the rain and fog.