I, the ninth grade county magistrate, scare the empress to tears at the beginning!

Whether it was Zhao Tuo, the King of Martial Arts, the Asura Scholar, or the Sweeping Monk of Prajna Temple, these people's names were like thunder, and they were all mythical and legendary figures in the world. Normally, he could only hear about them accidentally in some rumors in the world. It is the pinnacle existence that he needs to look up to.

"It's okay, Master is here..." Ning Xiaoyu comforted Zhao Qingniu, but she was also a little worried in her heart.

Master Lu Yuan is indeed very strong, but several of his wives are not present, and King Wu Zhao Tuo has gathered a group of top masters in the world. If these people besiege Master, she is really worried that Master will not be able to bear it. After all, there will be a fight soon. , and have to take care of the three of them.

To a certain extent, the three of them were scumbags. She regretted that when she went up the mountain just now, she did not suggest to Lu Yuan that the three of them stay at the bottom of the mountain.

However, seeing Lu Yuan's expression calm and calm as usual, the panic in his heart subsided.

"Mr. Lu, I will help you deal with your aunt later."

Zhu Meng acted very bravely, not as panicked as Zhao Qingniu, and his mental quality was obviously better than Zhao Qingniu's.

After Lu Yuan heard this, he smiled and said, "Do you want to win against your aunt Langyahou once?"

"Think!" Jumong said firmly.

"Well, then I leave it to you, Marquis Langya." Lu Yuan didn't seem to be joking, but he was seriously arranging work and tasks. He turned to Zhao Qingniu and said: "That ancestor of the Lin family, You want a head on my neck. Qingniu, what will you do?"

"I...I will protect Mr. Lu." At this moment, Zhao Qingniu did not give up and decided to advance and retreat together with Lu Yuan.

"No, you don't need to protect me. Use the Tai Chi Liang Yi Finger I taught you at the foot of the mountain to get his head."

Lu Yuan then said to Ning Xiaoyu: "Xiao Yu'er, except for the King of Martial Arts Zhao Tuo, the Shura Scholar, and the sweeping monk of Prajna Temple, you can choose any one to be your opponent."

With the experience of killing Martial King Zhao Tuo's stand-in last time, Ning Xiaoyu was no longer as overwhelmed as the first time. She knew that Lu Yuan was ready to assist the three of them in a fierce battle with the enemy.

Ning Xiaoyu still wanted to share Lu Yuan's worries and choose from the three most powerful people, so he asked: "Master, that Shura scholar is very murderous towards you. I want to choose him, is that okay?"

"Asura scholar is not good." Lu Yuan shook his head, "This person is your master's wife's old enemy."

Master’s wife’s old enemy?

Ning Xiaoyu didn't know which master's wife it was, but since Lu Yuan said so, she chose the master of Butian Pavilion, Old Man Butian. It was obvious that Master Lu Yuan had planned everything from the beginning of this war.

"Mr. Lu, haha, you and the devil Lu Yuan are not only good friends, but also have the same surname. What a coincidence." King Wu Zhao Tuo smiled and said: "I saw that you looked around for a long time after you came in. You were looking for the scene. Do you want to hide Lu Yuan himself?"

After Lu Yuan did come in, he glanced at the top masters of the major sects present. These people were all minions of King Wu Zhao Tuo. They chose to go against Jiang Linglong and were loyal to King Wu and Su Quan.

"I'm looking to see if all your people are here. Very good, except for the Five Poison Gods, everyone else is here." Lu Yuan shook the sandalwood fan in his hand, and his next words filled the whole place with a chilling tone, "Then , Let’s have it all in one pot today.”

"arrogant!"

"Young man, you are seeking death!"

"If Lu Yuan himself came here, he wouldn't even dare to speak so wildly!"

"Are you Lu Yuan's friend? You will definitely die today."

The experts present were about to take action when suddenly Ji Wushuang walked in from outside with a smile. She put on a new set of clothes today, a pink witch uniform, which was the formal outfit worn by the saint of the Five Immortals Sect during the annual sacrificial ceremony.

Of course, everyone was suddenly interrupted. Ji Wushuang didn't have that much face, and it wasn't because of how beautifully Ji Wushuang dressed and how naturally charming she was.

But...

She was holding five bloody heads in her hands, and they were the Five Poison Gods! The Five Poison Gods were killed. Everyone has known about this news for a long time, but they don’t know who did it. Now the truth is revealed!

"Ji Wushuang, you betrayed the Five Immortals Sect and killed five of your masters. The Five Immortals Sect really raised a good disciple!"

"You are bullying your master and destroying your ancestors, Ji Wushuang, you are crazy!"

Ji Wushuang turned a blind eye to everyone's accusations and scoldings, came to Lu Yuan, bowed respectfully and said: "Sir, I have brought the heads of the Five Poison Gods. You can't break the agreement with the little girl and bring her with you." Let me enter the Tomb of the Witch Ancestor together."

"Ji Wushuang, you...really became a traitor!"

The Shura scholar was furious.

He has a pretty good relationship with the Five Poison Gods. After arriving in Lingnan, he has always been personally received by the Five Poison Gods. Who would have ever wanted to be killed by their disciples.

What's even more despicable is that Ji Wushuang chose to seek refuge with Lu Yuan, which was an unpardonable crime.

"Hey, Scholar Shura, your opponent is not me, nor the young master, so why are you making such a fuss about it?"

"What do you mean?" Scholar Shura asked.

"Elder brother, long time no see."

A woman in a red dress floated gracefully in the middle of the crowd from outside the hall, exuding a heart-stopping aura.

After seeing this woman, Scholar Shura stared at her and blurted out a name: "Xiao Xuewei!"

Many people present immediately remembered who this name was and turned pale with horror.

"She is the master of Shura Hall, Xiao Xuewei, some people also call her Blood Rose!"

"Asura Xiao Xuewei and Shura Scholar were once the two prides of Shura Hall. They were extremely talented. Shura Scholar was Xiao Xuewei's elder brother. The former Shura Hall master planned to pass the position of master to Xiao Xuewei, and Shura Scholar was dissatisfied and killed him. The former Lord of Shura Hall later fought fiercely with Xiao Xuewei for three days and three nights."

"What's the result? Which one of them is better?"

"Scholar Shura won. Later, Scholar Shura became one of the top ten masters of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but Xiao Xuewei disappeared overnight. After so many years, he suddenly appeared today, obviously for revenge!"

"Asura scholar's formless magic skill has been cultivated to a great level, ranking among the top ten masters in the world. How can Xiao Xuewei compare with him? I don't know where she gets her confidence."

"But she is really beautiful. More than ten years ago, she was a famous beauty in the world, attracting countless heroes to bow to her. Lord Wu Wang was also one of her many suitors at that time."

With Xiao Xuewei's appearance, everyone present finally began to pay attention to this battle.

However, even if these two people joined forces, King Wu Zhao Tuo didn't care and said to Lu Yuan: "No wonder you are so confident that you turned to the master of Shura Palace as your helper. Xiao Xuewei, I thought you were dead."

"Zhao Tuo, what you said is wrong."

The charming Xiao Xuewei stepped forward and took Lu Yuan's arm affectionately, leaning on his shoulder like a bird clinging to someone, and said with a smile: "My husband never needs any help."

"He alone can sweep all of you." (End of Chapter)