Chapter 148: This time, he didn't want to escape

Even Li Sansi stepped into Tibetan territory?
This is undoubtedly a huge blow for Overlord.
Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao entered the body possession, and the Overlord had nothing to say. After all, these two were Bai Yujing disciples. They had entered the body possession with half a foot, and there was a mysterious and powerful Lu Ping'an behind.
Into the body, not unexpectedly overlord.
But ... why did Li Sansi also enter the body?
The overlord looked at Li Sansi, and there was incredible in his eyes.
In the Wollong Ridge mystery before, the strength of the overlord was stronger than that of Li Sansi. Moreover, Li Sansi did not get much benefit. Can a copy of Yunling Sword Copy allow Li Sansi to enter the body?
The overlord is struggling to pursue the realm, and has endured numerous beatings. Under the cruelty of the mysterious shadows, he has persisted in hard work and never entered the body. And Li Sansi ... why did this guy take the first step?
Overlord is unwilling, but unwilling is useless.
Xianyuan, Xianyuan ... What is particular about is a fate.
Exhaling breath, Xiang Shaoyun's eyes were slightly soothing.
He grows up, and is no longer the overlord who would be and mind-blowing.
"I am a little slower, but ... I am confident that I will overtake you after all."
Overlord looks like a torch.
Li Sansi was wearing a robe, holding a wooden sword, fluttering clothes, and seeing Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao in the distance, his face was a little stiff, especially when he saw Nie Changqing.
It is also in the Tibetan realm. He fought against Nie Changqing outside Beiluo City, but he was drawn out of doubt.
After that war, he also began to reflect on himself, knowing that there should be problems with the way he broke through.
Because it was Zhu Long who helped him break through, it was slightly forced. Therefore, the strength of Li Sansi was weaker than that of Nie Changqing, who had broken through the body.
At least, there is a slight lack of power.
So, Li Sansi came, he passed the Longmen secret, crossed the iron cable bridge and came to this central palace.
In the center of the eight dragon gates, there will be a very powerful secret domination, just like the ancient gas refiner who slept in the coffin in the original secret of Wolongling.
In fact, Li Sansi came to this place with great determination.
Mainly because there is not much that can be done in the Da Zhou Dynasty to exercise his strength.
Yes, there is also a Bai Yujing.
Nie Changqing just pumped him a meal, and it is not good for him to go to look for abuse.
And Bai Yujing and Lu Ping'an.
Li Sansi feels that if he challenges, he may ...
Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, he still returned to Daozong, stepped into the secret place of Dragon Gate, crossed the iron cable bridge, and landed here.
However, he did not expect that Nie Changqing, Ning Zhao and others were all there.
"Okay ... coincidentally."
Li Sansi smiled, his face a little awkward.
Nie Changqing was carrying a pig-knife, hunting in a white shirt, and glancing at Li Sansi.
"Challenging the mystery master?"
Nie Changqing asked.
Li Sansi nodded slightly.
"The courage is commendable, my son said, this dominating strength is extraordinary ..."
Nie Changqing said.
After that, he raised his hand and made a pleased gesture.
"You first."
Li Sansi's face changed slightly.
Can actually get the praise of Lu Ping'an, is the body in this palace dominated by territories, is it terrible?
In order to shift the embarrassment, Li Sansi looked at the overlord.
"Bawang, long time no see ..."
Lee San thought.
He found that the overlord's breath still seemed to exist in the state of Qidan and had not yet entered the body possession.
As a result, I was a little surprised.
This surprise surprised the overlord's heart, and the overlord gave him a cold look.
"To fight?"
The overlord lifted up his gui, his axe slammed on the shield, and his voice lingered around the palace.
Li Sansi waved his hand, his face was a little stiff, how could this overlord ... be the same as eating gunpowder?
Ning Zhao ignored them.
The toes were slightly on the ground, the white skirt fluttered, and it shot out, turning into a straight white horse.
The cicada-winged sword in her hand lifted up and ran across.
Nie Changqing also stepped up to keep up, and his hand fell on the handle of the pig killer knife that was on his side.
The two rushed into the deep palace almost side by side.
Li Sansi exhaled, and the fluttering robe followed.
The overlord clenched his fists. Without hesitation, he stepped forward and stepped into the palace.
Everyone is already in possession.
Only he is not, the overlord is unwilling.
He will use more pressure to force himself into the body!
...
Huxin Island, the second floor of Baiyujing Pavilion.
Lu Fanduan was in a wheelchair, and on the Jin Nan wooden table, was burning wine.
The liquor in the pot screamed, exuding an intoxicating aroma, and a green plum was clamped with chopsticks and put into the pot. The boiling liquor ate the green plum in an instant.
As for Lu Fan, it was the people who felt the Eight Dragon Gates and dominated the group in the central palace.
"The overlord ... has not yet been hidden."
"Sure enough, after being enchanted, the Overlord is much stronger than the usual peak of Qidan Realm ... It is more stressful to enter the body than the peak of ordinary Qidan.
"It's a blessing and a curse."
Lu Fan stirred the liquor in the jug with a bamboo tube, scooped a spoonful, put it to his mouth, and sipped it.
Then he narrowed his eyes.
With a little interest, he looked at everything that happened outside Huxin Island.
...
Off the island.
Many people from the rivers and lakes stood on the shore, and as time passed, the impatient breath permeated these people.
Someone was upset and started hustle and bustle.
Luo Yue looked indifferent and stood with his sword. The soldiers of Beiluo Iron Blood around him also pressed the sword and stopped these people.
There are some splashes in the rivers and lakes that seem to feel that the situation is not right.
He wanted to leave.
"Let me go! This Bai Yujing ... is it okay if I don't worship?"
A second-class warrior from the rivers and lakes was about to leave the lake, but was stopped and shouted.
Luo Yue glanced indifferently at this person.
Although he did not recognize the man, he felt a smell from the people in the rivers and lakes, and apparently ... the people in the rivers and lakes were infected with many lives.
And it can be seen from the gloom and fierceness of this man's eyebrows that he must be a fierce generation.
With this man's coax.
More and more martial arts from the rivers and lakes are vocal.
The calm on the lake was suddenly broken.
"We have to go, why don't we let us go?"
"Bai Yujing is too bullying, right? I waited to worship with admiration, and the result was disappointing."
"What kind of spiritual forces? It seems similar to those martial arts in Wulin! They are all virtues!"
...
Many people in the rivers and lakes kept making noise.
Luo Yue looked at these people coldly. Perhaps some of these people from the rivers and lakes wanted to worship Bai Yujing sincerely.
However, most people come here for fun or luck.
After all, if the world ’s first practitioners were able to join it, they would have an unusual position in the martial arts.
Even if they joined Bai Yujing and were expelled, they also had bragging rights. Later, when they traveled to other places, they also had the capital of foxes and fake tigers. They would even be regarded as honored guests by some Xiaoshijia gatekeepers and embark on the peak of life.
Such people, Luo Yue see more.
"Come where you want to go, go where you want to go ... when is Beiluo?"
"Where is Bai Yujing?"
The flesh on Luo Yue's face shook.
The next moment, a dagger drew around his waist, and a snoring sound was heard by the lake.
The soldiers in the surrounding area also drew swords.
The soldiers immediately exploded the pot. What was this to do?
After all, the fighting never broke out.
Luo Yue looked up, but saw a lonely boat on the lake.
At the front of the lone boat, there is a white shirt-shoulder carrying a yellow pear wood sword box with four swords hidden in the box and sitting on the lone boat with his arms around his chest.
The lone boat ripples and ripples the water to the sides.
Accompanied by the mist, it seemed to be somewhat free and easy.
"My son said, if you can land on the island, you can worship Bai Yujing."
"However, to get on the island, I have to go through this level."
The white shirter on the lone boat slowly spoke.
His voice suppressed the noise and made many people in the rivers and lakes faint.
Luo Yue picked up the corner of his mouth, and the knife returned to the sheath.
"Fugitive, kill."
Luo Yue spoke relentlessly.
The shores of the rivers and lakes shook inexplicably.
"You are a disciple of Bai Yujing?"
Some people from the rivers and lakes shouted at Jing Yue floating on the lone boat.
Jing Yue stood up slowly, stood upright, and shook his head.
"Not yet."
"However, to win all of you ... I am."
Jing Yue said.
The words fell, as if a pot of hot water suddenly boiled, and many people in the rivers and lakes were almost yelling.
They came to worship Bai Yujing.
As a result, one person came out and said that he was not yet a disciple of Bai Yujing. As long as they were defeated, they could become Bai Yujing disciples.
Is this taking them as stepping stones?
the most important is……
Is this person too crazy?
Here they are ... Thousands of soldiers.
It is not an ordinary thousands of soldiers, but thousands of warriors. The blood and blood that burst out can drown Jingyue.
"They all say that Bai Yujing's disciples are crazy, and Bai Yujing's Lord is even more crazy ..."
"Now, even Bai Yujing's disciple is not so crazy!"
Some people in the rivers and lakes laughed coldly.
Many people's eyes grunted and turned, but they also moved their minds.
If they were able to kill Jing Yue, or severely damage Jing Yue, they would leave Beiluo City, and they would also have some talk.
Regardless of whether Jingyue is a Baiyujing disciple, when they leave Beiluo, they can declare to the world that they have hurt Baiyujing disciples in Beiluo City. In the eyes of family gatekeepers in some small places, their status will naturally rise.
Therefore, many people look to Jing Yue, but they are also eager to try.
Lonely boat.
Jing Yue jumped up the stairs.
Looking at the more than 1,000 martial arts soldiers under pressure, Jing Yue felt the pressure.
This pressure caused him to send a strong, extreme urge to turn his head to escape.
When encountering an invincible situation, Jing Yue will erupt this mentality.
He wants to escape, he wants to live.
Jing Yue held his shaking thigh and slammed a piece of meat. Although it was painful, it eased the fear in his heart.
Some military men laughed at the sight of Jing Yue.
"Is this ... the scared leg shaking?"
"One thousand or a thousand soldiers, who does he think he is? Is Bai Yujing Lu safe? It's normal to scare his legs."
"I always feel like this man will run away in the next second!"
The soldiers laughed.
However, many people are still moving when they are laughing. These people are very experienced in fighting and the means are very fierce.
After drawing the sword, he greeted Jing Jing's key.
These martial artists who took the lead in the hands were contaminated with many lives.
They are fierce and fierce.
Jing Yue exhaled.
He raised his hand, moved his fingers together, and flung forward.
The sword in the sword box suddenly whistled out with the sound of crickets.
A sword was drawn on the chest of a riverman and a lakeman, and the vomiting blood hit by the opponent flew out.
The flying sword was held by Jing Yue.
There was firmness in his eyes, and the son gave him this opportunity, and he must grasp it.
Otherwise ... these so-called rivers, lakes, and blacks, the male son can suppress them all by simply dropping a son on the chessboard, so why bother him so much to clear it up.
One thousand martial arts people, even if they are all second-rate and inaccessible, for Jing Yue, the pressure is also very great.
What's more, among these martial arts, there are some first-class and grand masters!
The sword was hidden in the box, and the sheath was once again scabbard.
Jing Yue rushed out with two swords.
He did not use his aura, because he understood that once the aura was exhausted, he could only support him physically. Even if he was a great warrior, his strength could not exceed hundreds or thousands.
Therefore, he needs to find a breakthrough rationally.
A crowd of people rushed up.
Jing Yue twitched the sword in his hand, tossed several rivers and lakes people, and drew blood on his chest.
Many people fell to the ground and wailed.
"You ... have fallen into the grass and killed a small village."
suddenly.
Jing Yue's sword blocked a second-class martial artist.
Eyes squinted and recognized the man, coldly.
The sword in his hand turned around, pierced through the body of the warrior, and nailed it to the ground.
Four swords came out in the box.
Jing Yue became more and more fierce. Originally he kept it, but with the intention of these rivers and lakes people to kill him, there was a murderous attempt to kill him.
Naturally there is no need to keep hands.
Four swords, dazzled by his playing.
Holding two swords in both hands, after piercing a person, he drew two swords from the corpse and continued to kill the enemy.
Stunned.
Jing Yue had the feeling of being stared at by a viper.
A grandmaster Wu Ren struck and slashed into the back of Jing Yue with a stab to kill him.
Jing Yue turned around, a ray of aura in Qi Dan mobilized.
A sword swept out.
The guru was swept away, spurting large blood in the air.
Jing Yue began to pant.
There are more and more people around.
periphery.
The guarded Luo Yue looked at this picture, and there was a dignified color in his eyes.
Looking at Jing Yue, who was overwhelmed by the fierce warriors, he was not optimistic.
Jing Yue's strength is much weaker than Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao.
His aura reserves are not high, but only about four or five strands.
Once the aura has been consumed, physical strength will soon be unable to keep up.
This battle ... For Jing Yue, it is difficult.
Jing Yue panted, his chest looked like a fan box.
Many warriors stared at him fiercely, wielding arms in their hands, almost drowning Jing Yue.
The picture in front of it gradually began to blur and overlap.
The burning village, the fallen corpses, the blood-stained ground ...
The cries of countless children and women.
Jing Yue's eyes appeared like a demon-like picture.
A ray of silk engulfed his heart, making him a little bit stingy.
His parents yelled and let him escape, the farther they could escape, the better, to survive.
He crossed thousands of miles and fled from West County to South County ...
He has fled all his life.
In the sword school, everyone laughed at his cowardice.
Now, does he have to run away?
A tinge of pain made Jing Yue sober.
A martial artist was ecstatic, he hurt Jing Yue, and he will soon win!
However, the next moment, Jing Yue swept away with a sword of enchantment.
Jing Yue stabbed his sword, and he could no longer afford to pick up other swords.
He was left out on Huxin Island for a long time. Jing Yue knew why, because he always wanted to escape because of danger. Lu Fan was slow to prevent him from being a member of Bai Yujing. He was worried about Huxin Island in the future. Encountered by the crisis, he escaped first.
The feeling of betrayal will make Lu Fan disappointed. Instead of disappointment, give no hope.
However, Lu Fan still gave Jingyue a chance.
Jing Yue cherished the opportunity and wanted to prove himself and wanted to join Bai Yujing.
He likes Bai Yujing's atmosphere.
He actually made Bai Yujing home.
On the island are Ni Yu, who always farts but makes a good hand, Nie Shuang, who is trying hard to practice boxing, aggressive Ning Zhao, vicissitudes Nie Changqing, and Yiyue, Lu Dongxuan, Lu Mu and others ...
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When Jian Sheng Huadong left, he had to take him along, but Jing Yue refused.
He likes Bai Yujing and likes to stay on Huxin Island.
Holding his sword, he looked at these fierce rivers and lakes.
Jing Yue suddenly laughed.
This time, he couldn't escape and didn't want to escape.
He has the courage to face it once.
He has to work hard once.
The sharpened sword tip lifted and made a tearing sound with bluestone sharpening.
Jing Yue smiled lightly.
No need to look back, the white shirt stained blood, rushed to many martial arts, and was drowned by the crowd.
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