The black shadow was startled.
There were many cultivators in the world, and everyone had their own secrets. Especially the weakness of his own cultivation method.
Over the past twenty years, he had painstakingly cultivated the Three Yin Style and became a Divine Court realm expert who was revered by everyone.
No matter how much you gain, you have to pay the price.
The price of the Three Yin Style was a bitter cold body.
However …
How did this old thing know?
He pushed his messy hair aside and stared at Lu Zhou with eyes as wide as a bull's.
"I'll ask you one more time. Who are you?" The voice became gloomy.
Lu Zhou and Little Yuan 'er remained standing.
Murong Hai, on the other hand, was so scared that he cried and slumped to the ground.
That voice was too f * cking scary!
'He must be a villain from Golden Court Mountain!'
Lu Zhou traced the memories in his mind and continued, "You betrayed the Daoist Sect long ago and only learned the Three Yin Styles. You didn't learn the Six Yang Technique. It's already a miracle that you're still alive now without the help of extreme Yang. "
"Six Yang Art?" The black shadow was puzzled.
"Why … You don't know about the Six Yang Technique?"
The black shadow suddenly laughed maniacally.
Hahahaha!
Hahahahaha!
The sound reverberated through the forest!
"You old thing, you actually dare to speak nonsense and deceive me!"
The black shadow suddenly pounced over like a great flood and fierce beast.
His entire body was wrapped in cold astral winds.
He threw a punch at Lu Zhou's face.
Lu Zhou was slightly taken aback by this sudden speed.
Bang!
The huge waves raised by the astral winds were blocked!
The scene quieted down.
The black shadow took a closer look.
The one who blocked his thunderous strike wasn't this old man who looked so weak that he couldn't even stand a gust of wind.
Instead, it was the little girl with a playful smile on her face.
。
Little Yuan 'er blocked his fist with one palm.
He giggled and said, "If you want to hit my grandfather, you have to ask me first."
"Hmm?"
Isn't he a Brahman Sea Eight Meridians cultivator?
A trace of surprise appeared on his face.
Even Murong Hai, who was sitting paralyzed on the ground, was dumbfounded by this scene.
He felt that his worldview had collapsed.
Why was she so powerful?
Pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger?
What a great actor!
Bang!
A sharp gust of wind burst out of her body and repelled the shadow!
He no longer hid his aura.
An authentic Divine Court expert!
。
In fact, even if Little Yuan 'er did not make a move, he would not have been able to hurt Lu Zhou.
There were still 7 blocks left.
However, since Little Yuan 'er was making a move, it was good that he didn't have to use any props.
"You … are a Divine Court expert! How is this possible at such a young age?" The shadow sounded surprised.
Little Yuan 'er rubbed her fists, looking as if she wanted to fight. She turned around and said, "Grandpa, I want to fight him!"
"Up to you."
He received his master's permission.
She curled her finger at the shadow and said, "It's been a long time since I've met such a strong opponent. You have to hold on a little longer. "
"…"
Why did this scene feel so weird?
How could a little girl provoke a monster like that?
Lu Zhou shook his head.
Forget it, it's not a bad choice to fight first and talk later.
Little Yuan 'er moved as if she was flying. Her toes tapped on the grass, and like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water, she kicked the shadow horizontally.
Bang, bang, bang!
The two sides were locked in combat.
"So fast!"
The black figure instinctively raised his arms to block.
Bang, bang, bang!
The Wave Treading Chain Kicks all landed on his arms.
The powerful energy forced him to keep retreating.
He kept retreating into the woods.
One tree after another was knocked down by him.
Such power … was amazing.
。
Lu Zhou came up to Master Ci, who was lying on the ground, and examined him.
Fortunately, he was only unconscious and not injured.
When he saw Murong Hai was scared out of his wits, he said faintly, "That's her temper."
'Is this a matter of temper?
She's a devil who's out of control! '
Murong Hai did not know whether to laugh or cry. He wanted to stand up, but he found that his legs were weak, and he could not move.
"Old … Old Mister … You have such a granddaughter. Why do you have to do this?
Why do you have to pretend to be weak? '
"The hearts of men are sinister, and we have to guard against them," Lu Zhou said.
"Old Mister, you have a keen eye for worldly affairs. No wonder you're confident in saving the Ci Mansion. I've underestimated you, Old Mister. "Murong Hai calmed himself down.
The two of them chatted on and off.
Little Yuan 'er and the man in black were fighting to their heart's content, and they were locked in a stalemate.
On the surface, they seemed to be evenly matched.
But in fact, Little Yuan 'er had been suppressing the man.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that she was doing this on purpose. She wanted to fight a little longer and stretch her body.
Perhaps it was because she had stayed on the mountain for too long that she had been restrained. Now that she had an opponent who was almost as strong as her, how could she miss it?
The sound of energy colliding rang out incessantly.
Murong Hai was shocked by the sight.
It was hard to imagine that the fierce energy came from a weak-looking little girl!
"Old … Old Mister." Murong Hai cupped his fist at Lu Zhou. "I have a question, but I don't know if I should ask it."
"Go ahead."
"You're also deliberately hiding your cultivation base, aren't you?"
Murong Hai had long thought of this. Was it possible to subdue such a little devil with charm and affection? Only a fool would believe it.
Lu Zhou glanced at him, neither admitting nor denying it.
The more Lu Zhou acted like this, the more Murong Hai felt that he was right. If his granddaughter was a Divine Court expert, then this Old Mister in front of him must be at least a Divine Court expert!
Murong Hai quickly cupped his fist and said, "Old Mister is indeed a reclusive expert!"
"I'm not an expert." Lu Zhou waved his hand.
Murong Hai sighed with emotion.
That little girl was temperamental and bad-tempered. He did not expect her grandfather to be so generous and humble.
"Old Mister, forgive me for saying one more thing …"
"Oh?"
"This child has amazing talent, and her cultivation base has reached the peak. Her future is limitless. It's a pity that she hasn't understood the principles of conduct, "Murong Hai said.
Lu Zhou looked up at Little Yuan 'er, who was fighting in the distance.
He knew Little Yuan 'er's temper and character better than anyone else.
It would take more than two or three days to teach her well.
"You're right … I've been thinking about how to teach her the principles of conduct." Lu Zhou was telling the truth.
"Old Mister, you have a good eye. This child is blessed!"
Boom!
Boom!
Gusts of wind formed by energy smashed the black figure's face into dust, and he kept coughing.
In the end, the black figure lay on the ground and stopped moving.
"Go on!" Little Yuan 'er said with a smile.
"Eh? Get up … "
"That move you used just now was not bad. Come on, let's continue!"
Little Yuan 'er was burning with anxiety.
All the trees in the surroundings had fallen.
They were all affected by the fight, and not a single place was left intact.
"Boring." Little Yuan 'er saw the black figure lying motionless on the ground.
"Ahem!"
The black figure raised his hands and waved them left and right. Then, he said with difficulty, "I'm done … I'm done."
Only then did Lu Zhou rise to his feet and say with a smile, "It seems that they've had enough."
"That's good. Congratulations, Old Mister. The Ci Family is saved, and our trip is finally over," Murong Hai said.
Lu Zhou shook his head and looked at the black figure lying on the ground in the distance. "It's not over … On the contrary, it's just beginning."
"Ah?"
"What do you think, Pan Zhong?"
The black figure on the ground shuddered.
"You … How do you know my name?"
"Let's get back to business."
Lu Zhou walked forward slowly and said, "You could have lived for another three months. Since you're courting death, I'll fulfill your wish. "
"You …" Pan Zhong's heart trembled.
He did a backflip, and the dust on his body fell off.
His face was covered with dirt, and his swaying body almost made him lose his balance.
"I didn't expect this little girl's cultivation base to be so profound, but she's still far from being able to kill me." Pan Zhong looked at Little Yuan 'er warily.
After hundreds of rounds, he had been beaten like a target.
In truth, Pan Zhong wanted to turn around and run away.
"The Three Yin Style needs to be combined with the Six Yang Technique to be effective. You've only learned it, so you can't grasp its essence," Lu Zhou said.
"Why haven't I heard of the Six Yang Technique?"
Little Yuan 'er spat and rolled her eyes. "What's so special about the Six Yang Technique? My grandfather has a lot of cultivation techniques."
"A lot?"
It was at this moment …
The sound of a gust of wind came.
He could hear it.
It was the sound of flying swords and flying figures.
They came in a menacing manner, and there were many of them. Moreover, their cultivation bases were profound.
Before he could see them, he heard their voices.
"Long time no see, Little Junior Sister."
In the distant sky, a crimson flying chariot was flying.
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