Phoenix Destiny

Looking at Shao Zhengyang in front of him, Lu Mingshu flashed a trace of complexity in his eyes.

If you don't raise your mind, these people will say that she has the most affection for whom, absolutely Shao Zhengyang. When he was in trouble, he was helped by his mentoring. But to say who she hates most now, is also Shao Zhengyang.

Zhou Yinru wants her life, she doesn't care. Xie Wenhan does not save her, she does not hate. But Shao Zhengyang...

His goodwill was for today’s calculations.

She does not hate him, because Shao Zhengyang does not owe her, and the two can't talk about any friendship. But she hates such falsehood and hates such trade-offs, just as she hates the man's innocent ingratitude and hates the interests of the entire Jiu Yao Palace.

All in all, only for the benefit. It’s like, in addition to the interests, there is no more thing to cherish in this world.

And this is the reason why she is standing here.

"Shao brother," she said. "You shouldn't come up now."

Shao Zhengyang said faintly: "Always come up, it’s the same sooner, it’s the same."

"But you are coming up now, the odds are much lower." Lu Mingshu said, "Three wars have passed, you should have a preliminary judgment on my strength. Now, it is better to wait for me to play a few more games, then I will consume Too much, your odds are big. This is in line with your principles, isn't it?"

Shao Zhengyang’s eyes shook, and from her eyes, she seemed to see something.

A slight turn in his heart, he said: "That doesn't mean anything. Although it is a good victory, I hope that you can see and see you."

Waiting for her to answer, Shao Zhengyang shook his sleeves and took out his sword: "Come on, let me teach you your strength, even if you can't win you today, become part of the legend."

This is the end of the story, no need to say anything more.

"Please!" After the speech, Lu Mingshu stood up.

In the past three wars, she did not seize the opportunity, but waited for the other side to sword, only to fight.

But in this battle, she shot directly.

Under the Huaying Peak, there was a low voice on the high platform.

"What happened to Shao Zhengyang? He really shouldn’t be shooting now!"

"Oh, maybe you are too confident about yourself?"

"He is not such a frivolous person?"

"This can be said to be bad. After all, it’s a teenager who is motivated and self-esteemed!"

Listening to these whispers, Yu Wenshi took a sip of the wine glass and squinted at the cloud mirror and smiled.

His apprentice, though stupid, finally knows how to make up for it.

What is the moment of winning or losing? Even if you lose your true disciple, it is no big deal. His concern has never been on a true disciple, and he can understand this. This silly apprentice can be used.

The sword is like a star, falling a little. Sword gas into the sea, surging.

Shao Zhengyang's sword is sturdy, and a sword is connected with a sword. There is no gap.

Banqing’s look is even worse.

"Why, is the heart plugged?"

Ban Qing twisted at the beginning, but the corner of his eye was still chasing the two men's test. This Shao Zhengyang, really detestable! He thought that the two were between the two, but he still had a hand, and he did not play all the strength!

Now, in the face of Lu Mingshu's strong attack, he finally unreservedly took out the ability to press the bottom of the box.

The sword is majestic, and the light is like electricity.

The disciples were fascinated by the time.

It’s not that the previous test is not good, but it ends too fast. In the Battle of Banqing, few people saw it. Tang Jinrong was quicker, and Jianqi had just been rolled out, and he was countered by Lu Mingshu. And Xi Jing, but it is wonderful, but the kind of subtle contest, it is difficult for outsiders to understand.

Like this battle, the two of them came out with their strengths, the swords and lights were staggered, the swords fought, and the front was victorious!

The sword is getting more and more prosperous, the sword is getting bigger and bigger, and the sword is filling the world!

Lu Mingshu has a sleeve, a little swordsman flashes, and the sword is smashed!

Shao Zhengyang’s eyes flashed and the front greeted him.

Everyone caught their breath.

"Oh--" is expected to be the Xuanran sword.

A sword light flew high and then fell.

On the stage, everyone was stupid.

Shao Zhengyang is still standing on the sword, but the sword has become a half.

This... what happened?

Tang Jinrong’s sword was cut into half. Everyone only thought that Lu Mingshu was too strong. Xi Jing's sword was also cut into half, everyone thought, bamboo sword, but it seems to be normal. But now, even Shao Zhengyang’s sword has been cut.

Once again, again and again, and then dull and aware of the anomalies!

Almost everyone put their eyes on the sword that Lu Mingshu was holding.

This sword, is it a treasure? its not right! If it is a treasure, how can it be so normal? Needless to say, the ancient soldiers have counted the entire ancient summer land. The treasures are also extraordinary. In the Jiu Yao Palace, it is only qualified to touch the scene. How to see it, this is just a metaphysical soldier. Who cuts the squadron who is broken, is it too powerful?

"Hey!" The half-cut sword that was cut off fell to the feet.

Shao Zhengyang looked at this half-cut sword for a long time. Although this result is already expected, when it comes to the reality, it still hurts in the chest.

He finally sighed and said, "Lu Shimei is a powerful person, and I am convinced."

Lu Mingshu bowed his head.

This Tianmen dispute, she did not intend to be so arrogant, things have developed one step, I did not expect. Whether it is Master or her, the previous ideas are more conservative. I feel that I want to recapture a true disciple's quota, I am afraid to find a way in the cracks of factional battles.

At the door, she did just that. Waiting for the two factions to fight, no one can make a fuss, and smoothly go through the local customs.

Can be blocked by Zhou Yinru, breaking all of this.

Seriously injured, concealed, dying, she finally saw what kind of existence she was in the eyes of these people.

One party thinks she is available, so she uses it. The other party told her to give in, that is what they thought was friendly.

As for who she is, whether she has the strength to become a true disciple, no one cares.

They play together a game of chasing power to divide the interests, want to join, either an enemy or a chess piece.

Therefore, she stood up in anger and declared war!

Perhaps she could not shake the entire Jiu Yao Palace, but she can let them know the power of anger!

Lu Mingshu went to the middle of the station, facing everyone.

Four Lien Chans, she no longer needs to say anything.

Under the Huahua Peak, the elders could not sit still.

Four wins in four games, she still wants to fight again! Although I don't know the strength of Lu Mingshu, but let her win, the face of each part, not let her tear it?

See who she is now winning? Ban Qing, Li Gu, the first person of the 16th generation; Tang Jinrong, the most disciple of the Chixia pulse; Xi Jing, the master of Dian Cuiyi; Shao Zhengyang, the apostle of Yu Wenshi, the Yutai successor.

No matter which party's face is in jeopardy!

"Yu Wen brother, look at this..."

Yu Wenshi raised his hand to stop and smiled: "This kid did a good job and went by him."

The elder is stunned. What do you mean, in the face of so many people lost to Lu Mingshu, Yu Wen brother actually said that he did a good job?

On the other side of Fu Shangqing, someone also handed the words. In the end, the elders of Fuyun’s pulse slammed the sound: “Send a letter to Wen Han.”