Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

Chapter 67
After the news spread that the four major factions of Shuiyunjian were going to fight in the arena, it caused a sensation.

On Pingfeng Lake, the arena is elevated and the scenery is alluring.

"The rules are very simple. In a big melee, whichever side stands at the end wins!"

Hall Master Feng announced the rules. Lu Yun stood on the high platform and glanced at Fu Xiu in front of her.

"Don't worry, we just need to delay the time, they have already gone to break the formation."

Fu Xiu's voice transmission is quite proud.

All arenas and competitions are all countermeasures used to delay these people.

The purpose of attracting the attention of the entire Shuiyunjian here is for Wen Ruyu to break through the formation secretly.

Lu Yun remembered what Wen Ruyu said when they parted this morning.

He said: "The last formation has been determined long ago, and the three formations that I said before were all fake."

"They must choose one of the three venues for today's group arena, and the other two will also have people staying behind, and the manpower will be scattered. I will lead people to the real center of the formation."

"You try to make noise as much as possible, and hold them back."

In short, they are bait.

Lu Yun took off Wu Zhuo, she was still not proficient in using Wu Zhuo, and she needed to hold the epee with both hands.

The slender girl held an epee, looking weird.

"I attack you and defend."

In the plan, Fu Xiu was the main force, holding a few talismans in his hands, with a calm expression.

"Ah."

Lu Yun responded, and the bell rang.

"start!"

As soon as the words fell, the golden knife came face to face.

The first to attack was Mi Ying, the most outstanding existence among the juniors of the Golden Knife Hall, and also the adoptive son of the Master Feng.

That golden knife was the true biography of Hall Master Feng, and when it was brushed, it was like a tiger and a tiger.

But before getting close, Fu Xiu threw a talisman and yelled softly: "Explosion!"

The golden talisman exploded instantly in the air, and the resulting shock wave blasted Mi Ying back.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, everyone on the stage noticed that talismans were floating in the sky, and Fu Xiu used his hands as a guide, and kept talking.

"Wind blows!"

"Fire."

As a result, there was a strong wind and high flames, and the fireball fell from the sky and hit those people with great power.

Talisman cultivation has always been special, although the superficial combat power is not very good, but those Talismans cooperate with each other, which is enough to make people dread.

The wind raised the fire, and the sea of ​​fire enveloped Fu Xiu and Lu Yun, making it impossible for others to get close.

Lu Yun, who was standing behind Fu Xiu, slammed down heavily, knocking back half a step from a person who broke through the firewall and tried to attack Fu Xiu.

It was this half step that made the two of them face each other, fighting together as if they had found their opponent.

It was all a collision of recklessness, and the man's fists and Wuzhuo could not lose the wind.

When Lu Yun uses Wuzhuo, he can only chop and smash in the simplest way. With Wuzhuo's own weight, these three simple moves are enough to make people unable to get close.

"I said Love Scholar, you are not a good disciple, you are known as the first punch of your peers, why did you get blocked by someone?"

There were a lot of spectators on the shore, Qu Miao mocked the love scholar, and watched Lu Yun and the disciple get braver as they fought.

"Just wait and see."

Seeing how evenly matched his disciples Pang Yong and Lu Yun were, Love Scholar didn't take it seriously.

The kung fu practiced by my apprentice is that the more you fight, the braver you are, the more you are injured, the heavier your fists will be.

As for that little girl who appeared out of nowhere, holding an epee that didn't fit well, she seemed to be walking in a wild way, so there was nothing to be afraid of dragging behind.

The love scholar's contempt for Lu Yun made Qu Miao smile, and she looked at Mrs. Chunfeng sitting lazily under the umbrella from the corner of her eye.

Today's lady, wearing a golden dress, is full of brilliance.

There was a smile in her eyes, and she seemed very satisfied with the scene.

Qu Miao frowned, and sent a voice transmission to her subordinates: "What's happening in Yunxianglou?"

With Yu Chunfeng's personality, they forced her face to face yesterday, she shouldn't be so talkative.

"Master, I have sent people to watch over me, but there are none for now."

Qu Miao felt relieved for the time being when his subordinates reported back in a timely manner.

On the field, the two from Jinyulou have been wandering around the edge of the ring. Their agility is good, and they have not participated in the battle for the time being. They should be walking the way of the yellow bird.

But no one on stage is an idiot.

A disciple of Jindaotang pulled the woman from Jinyulou into the battle with one strike.

The barbed whip was thrown away on the ring, and the sound was like thunder.

Wu Zhuo collided with his fist, and Lu Yun took Pang Yong's blow, and the sound of piercing the air rang in his ears, and the whip brushed Lu Yun's cheek, leaving a stinging pain.

Lu Yun took a step back, and stroked her cheek with her fingers, and there was blood.

"It's weak!"

Qu Jiayan looked at Lu Yun with contempt in her eyes. She is Qu Miao's daughter, which is true.

The one-on-one balance between Ben and Pang Yong was broken.

Pang Yong didn't say anything to stop him, and cooperated with the opponent.

Looking at Fu Xiu's side, they were also besieged by several people, and the other three parties had already reached a tacit agreement to deal with Yun Xianglou and the others first.

"How are you?" Fu Xiu asked, and the talisman diverted the water, turning it into mist.

Fu Xiu withdrew to Lu Yun's side, and a talisman was pasted behind Lu Yun, and Lu Yun found that her body was much more flexible.

During this period of time, in order to practice Yunjian Jue, Lu Yun no longer used You Longying and other sword moves, but only practiced in the simplest way.

Without the blessing of You Longying, coupled with Wuzhuo's weight, her speed is very slow. When fighting, she will suffer in this regard.

The upside-down blessing of this talisman made Lu Yun's body a lot easier, not as good as the upper dragon shadow, but one-on-two is no problem.

"Let the thunder, thunder and fire!"

Fu Xiu shouted, thunderclouds gathered in the sky above, and the moment they struck down, flames wrapped around it, thunder and fire were like calamity, forcing one person to retreat.

"Hold on, I'll help you later."

Compared with the toddler swordsmanship used to avoid people's eyes and ears, Fu Xiu at this moment is full of brilliance.

He didn't know Lu Yun's origin, and Mrs. Chunfeng didn't specifically mention it. To Fu Xiu, Lu Yun was a disciple who was a good friend of his wife.

After meeting, Lu Yun only used the epee. From Fu Xiu's point of view, Lu Yun's epee is very powerful, but it is much worse than a real master.

He subconsciously put Lu Yun in the range that needed his own protection.

Not much to say right now, Fu Xiu exploded a piece of talisman paper and fought with others again.

The arena stood high above the water, and the "protected" Lu Yun epee was thrown horizontally, blocking Pang Yong's punch.

Qu Jiayan's long whip bound Wuzhuo by her side and pulled.

The other party tried to get Lu Yun's weapon out of his hands, but the pull was unsuccessful, and Jin Jiayan staggered a step forward instead.

"There's something wrong with her sword, be careful."

Qu Jiayan reminded Pang Yong, looking at Lu Yun with scrutiny.

The whip was released, shaking like a snake in the air, and lightning flashed on it, aiming at Lu Yun's cheek.

Lu Yun dodged sideways, the whip fell to the ground, and there was a burst of thunder, leaving scorched black marks on the ground.

Before Lu Yun could react, another whip came, and the target was still her face.

Lu Yun raised her eyebrows lightly, why did she feel that Qu Jiayan had a soft spot for her face.

(End of this chapter)