Chapter 87: You also match?

Lu Ming snorted and stepped back, his mouth overflowing with blood.
But her mood is very happy.
Just the sword, she calculated the position, pierced Zhou Yinru's arm, and Xuanli condensed silk, straight through!
The seal of the Condensed Yuan, which was not protected by the real yuan, was very fragile, and was swept by the blade of her mysterious force, almost shattered.
Zhou Yinru's arm is abolished. Even if he is rescued with the elixir, he can't take the sword. Maybe there is a panacea that can recast the Guan, but that kind of baby is worth the price. Is Zhou Yinru worthy?
"My hand, my hand!" Zhou Yinru shouted with her arms.
Her injury doesn't look too heavy, but there is a blood hole in her arm, and the wound is no more than half an inch. This kind of injury is no different from the broken skin in the eyes of the military, but Zhou Yinru can't control the cry.
Ruixiang was full of surprises: "Miss!" She felt that the injury was not serious, but Zhou Yinru's watch was too exaggerated, and the tears and noses were down.
Where did she know that Zhou Yin couldn't even say anything when she was so painful. What she really hurt is not the flesh, but the relationship. The sword gas is poured into the meridians, and the crucible is crushed and crushed. It seems that the flesh and blood are torn apart, and the pain is not to be born.
"Pharmaceutical! Medicine! Hurry! You waste this!"
After being beaten by Zhou Yinru, Rui Xiang hurriedly took out the pill and stuffed it into her mouth.
Zhou Yinru took the medicine and slowed it down for a while, and the pain was alleviated. She looked at Lu Mingshu, her eyes filled with hatred: "Kill, kill her!"
"Second Miss?" Black clothes are hesitant.
"Why, my order doesn't work?" Zhou Yinru looked distorted. "Is it useful for my sister to talk about it? If you don't listen, just let me roll!"
Black clothes followed the thoughts and stepped forward.
He hesitated, not only because Zhou Yinru’s order was irrational, but also because the situation at the moment was not good for him.
Just that blow, he injured Lu Mingshu, but before, he was also injured by Lu Mingshu. Both sides are injured. Zhou Yinru looks like this, it is half-waste, and the strength of Ruixiang is just better than nothing.
Before the three-on-one, one's own strength is stable, and the strength of one's own side is greatly damaged. The other side is only a small loss, and the balance of strength has been drawn closer.
However, Zhou Yinru’s order can’t help him.
The black clothes followed the palm of my heart and gathered together. At first, it was the most common light gold. As the mysterious force became more and more concentrated, the fluctuations became more and more intense, and the color gradually deepened. Finally, it turned into black!
The black clothes followed the violent scream, and the black black light hit with the punches and went straight.
After the blow, he did not dare to look down on Lu Mingshu. From swordsmanship to the mind, this girl is not like a late disciple who has just merged. Even if she is a veteran, she is only at this level. With this punch, do your best and have no reservations!
The black boxing was pressed like a mountain. Lu Mingshu took a long sword and greeted him. He wanted to compete with him for his mysterious power.
Black clothes follow the dark, I want to compete with him for mystery? That's great! He has been in the integration for six or seven years, and the foundation of Xuanli is comparable to the newcomers who are new to the beginning. Moreover, his mysterious power is more special than ordinary people...
Wait, no!
Lu Mingshu smiled at him, and the long light that the sword took out was suddenly scattered, but it was not a broken mask, but the sword light was divided, and the swordsmanship was like a net.
"Boom--" Xuanguang intersected, the mountain stone cracked, and raised dust.
When the dust dissipated, he saw Lu Mingshu fall on the tree, his face pale and his mouth overflowing with blood.
"Ha ha ha!" Zhou Yinru saw her miserable, and laughed out loudly. "Small scorpion, see you die!"
"Miss!" Ruixiang was scared, looking at the side of the body.
The black clothes were standing there, as if there was nothing, but there was blood quickly reddening the place where he stood.
A closer look, more than a dozen wounds all over the body, squatting blood.
He bowed his head and fell softly in his unbelievable eyes.
"Cough!" Lu Mingshu coughed out a blood, but his face was smiling.
She has the sacred sword of the sect of the sect, but she has just entered the integration, and she will fight hard with the mysterious power!
"Do you still want my life?" She looked at Zhou Yinru provocatively, "Come on!"
Zhou Yinru was trembling, half was angry and half was painful. In such a short time, her arm has not been heard at all, but this tone can not be released.

Ruxiang!
she shouted.
Give me her!

"Miss..." Rui Xiang was frightened. Her root bone is not much stronger than Zhou Yinru. This fusion is equivalent to reward. Even Zhou Jia’s master who specially helped to protect Zhou Yinru was abolished by Lu Mingshu, she...
Zhou Yinru’s voice was screaming:
She will not die, then you will die!

Ruixiang bites his teeth and swings his sword forward.
Lu Mingshu wiped the blood from his mouth and greeted him.
The two men took a pair of swords and Rui Xiang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, after the previous fight, her mystery is already insufficient, and she can still cope with the sword.
It’s not right when I’m playing.
She handed out a sword, and the other's sword was already on the way, as if she was waiting for her to hit it at the beginning. Change again, it is the first step to be blocked. Again and again, again... no coincidence!
Ruixiang is more and more fearful and wants to accept the move, but finds that he must not be himself.
Lu Mingshu's swordsmanship, not only his own continuous, even involved her. She wants to fight back, she wants to pull out, but she can't do it! This is a battle for two, but it has become a world of one person. She is a matchmaker, the line is in the hands of the other party, I want to collect it, I want to put it.
However, Zhou Yin could not see it at all. He was still drinking: "What is it soft? I told you to kill her, I heard no!"
Ruixiang can not help but give birth to a trace of resentment. Can't the young lady see it, can she not do the Lord long ago?

Remember that we met for the first time?
Lu Mingshu’s voice came.
Ruixiang looked up suddenly. The two men crossed each other and the distance was close. Lu Mingshu’s face was clearly reflected in her pupil, reminding her of the day eight years ago.
Lu Qingyi. She remembered the name.
Their mother and daughter, have very similar facial features, that is the unique graceful grace of the East and East women, just a weak as a willow, a cold like a moon.
"You said that my mother took her own insults and said that my grandfather is in danger, isn't it?"
The chilly voice of Sensen pulled Ruixiang back to reality.
The little girl who was lazy in the past was already growing up. This face, which is very similar to Lu Qingyi, does not have the weakness of her mother, but is awkward.
The other side of the sword turned, she involuntarily turned a circle, then a pain in the back, a sword hit on it.
"My mother, a village woman, can't climb you?"
Another sword, hit her knees, Ruixiang "plop" down.
The girl in front of her eyes, condescending, looked at her contemptuously: "Is it with you, too?"