Chapter 230: The last one ... who was planted on the ground ...?

Beiluo.
Lake Heart Island.
Lu Fanduan sat on the Qiandian chair and was playing a chess game to restore his soul strength.
Xiaoying Long is nourishing water in his mouth, playing with Tianji pigeons.
suddenly.
Lu Fan, who was playing chess, moved slightly.
He dropped a chess piece, and the sound of the chess piece rubbing against the board was soft.
Raising his head, his eyes looked calmly and indifferently outside the lake heart island, and the dense fog formed by the aura was penetrated by his eyes.
At a glance, you saw Ximen Xianzhi stepping on a sword.
"Master Lu, how dare you fight!"
Simon Xianzhi was holding his hands, hunting clothes on his body, with confidence, with a little pride in the swordsman.
Lu Fan is naturally no stranger to Simon's Xianzhi. After all, Simon's lightsaber method is passed on by him.
However, the other party would actually appear on Beiluo Lake ... come and challenge him.
Lu Fan was a little speechless.
Who gave him courage?
Swordmaster Huadongliu?
No matter who it was, Lu Fan didn't care.
"No one has dared to challenge me for a long time."
Lu Fan leaned back on the Qiandao chair, his eyes flickered slightly, and the smile on his face seemed to smile.
Ximen Xianzhi was like a white goose with a disorientation, and one slammed into the dense fog. He knew that Lu Fan was powerful. After all, he could get the name of the first practitioner in the world.
Therefore, Simon Chiba gave his best effort.
boom!
The sword at his feet swayed the water, making the water on the lake as if to boil and explode.
Ximen Xianzhi rose into the sky.
He put his fingers together, his eyes were bright, and he focused into a sword!
On Beiluo Lake, the light seemed to dim all at once, while Ximen Xianzhi was holding a twisted lightsaber in his hand.
The lightsaber was huge, and it suddenly turned towards the figure above Bai Yujing's pavilion on Huxin Island, chopped down.
The lightsaber was so fast that the lake seemed to be cut open.
The strongest blow from the body practitioners in the Tibetan realm can not be underestimated.
Beiluo Lake.
Many spectators watched.
Ximen Xianzhi's method is indeed somewhat unexpected. Such a sword, even Jing Yue, Nie Changqing and others, may be taken seriously.
Pity……
Jing Yue shook his head.
Just to this extent, it is far from enough.
Ximen Xianzhi hasn't been down for too long, and I don't know the horror of the son.
The overlord in the crowd laughed endlessly.
At such a level, he may not even be able to break his overlord's defense. He actually wanted to challenge Lu Ping's monster ...
Jian Chi is really a bit crazy.
Island on the lake.
Lu Fan smiled.
The laughter was not loud, but it spread out and spread on Beiluo Lake, making the lake ripples.
"That's the strength ... challenge my son, are you insulting my son?"
The bland voice, the hustle and bustle of the lake, suddenly stagnated.
The wavy water flow, the flowing mist and so on are all stagnant.
Ximen Xianzhi's body was cold, a huge pressure, he was completely out of breath, as if the physical body would be crushed.
He looked up and stared at the figure sitting on the top of Baiyujing Pavilion.
His lightsaber was still fearlessly cut.
In the attic.
Lu Fan poked out his and pinched them gently.
Ximen Xianzhi's lightsaber was exploded by Lu Fan's clip and turned into countless light spots.
Simon's pupil shrank.
But he saw that Lu Fanduan was in a wheelchair and pointed a finger away from him.
A sense of danger emerged from the heart of Ximen Xianzhi.
He growled sharply.
The "chaoju" sword stepping on his feet suddenly lifted up and was held in his hand.
however……
Ximen Xianzhi turned out to have a feeling of shaking the tree.
Click ...
Lu Fan fingers lightly.
Chaoju sword burst.
Fragments of the shattered sword body ran across Simon's cheek, leaving blood marks.
Lu Fan slammed his fingers forward again.
Boom!
Simon Xianzhi felt only a terrible impact that left him a little confused.
The lake exploded, and Lu Fan pointed out a terrible shock wave, tearing the fog on the lake.
Shocked on Simon's body.
Simon Xianzhi gritted his teeth, coughed his blood, and the Peach sword behind her was also sheathed and blocked in front of her.
however……
The shock wave hit.
Bi Tao Sword also suddenly burst into numerous fragments.
Ximen Xianzhi was shocked by giant force, and he coughed up blood.
The whole person's head is stunned ...
Huh!
It sounded like a bang.
Ximen Xianzhi's body was blown up and flew out of the lake. Everyone on the lake looked at stepping into the dense fog, but Ximen Xianzhi flew out in three or four seconds, and suddenly looked strange.
Ximen Xianzhi flew out, flying out of Beiluo Lake, flying out of the shore of Beiluo Lake, scoring in the air, the body kept spinning.
Overlord and others' eyes flickered, and there was a sense of thrill in their hearts.
They fired out, chasing down the Simon Sinzhi.
Ximen Xianzhi's body flew across Shili Long Street.
At last……
Severely hit the wall of Beiluo.
Huh!
A loud noise.
Simon's body was almost completely embedded into the city wall.
Upstairs.
Many of the defenders were stunned.
They went downstairs and looked at Ximen Xianzhi inlaid in the city wall, all looking strange and curious.
Simon Xianzhi felt that his sword heart seemed to collapse, and he looked at the gloomy sky and the snow flying in the sky a little confused.
Body possession state ... isn't it a state of first class in the world?
why……
Does he feel like an ant?
Simon Xianzhi is very confused. If he defeats Lu Fan, he will not be confused. After all, he has fought.
But now ... what?
Lu Fan moved a finger ...
He was stabbed in the city wall, and the two swords that East China had flowed to him were broken.
There was a sudden depression in Simon's heart, and there was an urge to cry.
Lu Shaozhu is definitely not in possession ...
Absolutely beyond the existence of the Tibetan realm!
That absolute gap made Simon Chin desperate.
It is right to challenge the strong.
After all, challenge the strong to be able to break through in the pressure of battle.
But the premise is to ensure that you are not crushed, otherwise ... it is likely that your mentality will burst.
He remembered the hexagram of Mo Tianyu.
In my heart, I was a little unwilling. What about saying "good luck"?
Island on the lake.
Lu Fan smiled.
He stretched out his palm and scratched lightly, as if scratching in the void.
After that.
The pupil of Ximen Xianzhi inlaid on the city wall shrank, and his eyes suddenly showed the color of fear.
Is it not over yet?
boom!
He felt a huge suction from the lake's heart island.
Ximen Xianzhi's body was pulled from the wall by this suction, and once again crossed the Shili Long Street, rushing straight into the misty Lake Heart Island.
The speed was too fast, and there was a mess in front of the fast-moving Simon Chiba.
Stay until everything is clear.
Ximen Xianzhi just felt that his body was stuffed into the land ...
The huge tightness makes him a little desperate to breathe.
He found that he had been buried in the land, leaving only one head left.
He couldn't move, not even his fingers.
Simon Xianzhi was stunned.
He was planted in the land as an onion?
Bai Yujing Pavilion.
Lu Fan did not care, holding the bronze wine glass, took a sip of wine, and the pleasant wind blew his body.
It's been a long time since the onion was planted, and it seems that the craftsmanship has not fallen.
There is a boat by the lake.
Lu Dongxuan and Jing Yue boarded the island in a lone boat.
They saw only Simon's Sage, whose head was out of the dirt, and their skins were all drawn.
Jing Yue looked at the familiar scene and pursed his lips.
He remembered Mo Tianyu, who was planted in the ground in the same way.
If it were not for him to speak with Mo Tianyu every day, Mo Tianyu would have lost his hope for the world.
And now, talking about Simon Shiba.
It's really unbearable.
Jing Yue shook his head. He came to Ximen Xianzhi with Jing Tianjian on his back.
"Brother Simon ... let you challenge the son ... do you not listen?"
"Fortunately, the son's house is full of heart and heart, and he didn't slap you to death, but planted you in the land. This should be in the face of the owner of the sword pavilion ... you can live after the patron pulls you out.
"The last time the son was planted on the ground ... or the master's first disciple, Mo Tianyu, that time, thanks to my company and care, he didn't die, Brother Simon ... would you like to speak with you?"
Jing Yue squatted beside Ximen Xianzhi, said.
Simon's Xianzhi was a little bit vicissitudes, his eyes seemed to be red, slightly like sand.
"You said ... the last one who was planted on the ground is ... who?"
Simon Shiba asked with trembling lips.
"It's Mo Tianyu, the first Confucian ... the Master came in person before pulling him out."
Jing Yue Road.
"In order not to let Mo Tianyu die, I broke my heart ..."
"Brother Simon, do you want to accompany you? Would you like to speak with you? If you want to speak early, you may not know if you don't say it earlier."
Jing Yue fluttered.
Suddenly, he didn't find that Simon Shiba's face was ruthless.
Tears fell down when he learned the truth.
Lu Dongxuan looked at Ximen Xianzhi with some sympathy.
Too bad ...
"Xianzhi, it's commendable to challenge the boy, but you must at least get into the lock of the sky, and then challenge ...
"Come on to challenge your son, aren't you bullshit?"
"Hua Dongliu's old thing is not reliable. Is it because you don't look good to you early?
Lu Dong Xuan Tao.
Simon Xianzhi didn't want to speak.
In fact, Lu Dongxuan and Jing Yue were relieved when they saw Ximen Xianzhi just planted in the land.
When planted in the land, it means that Lu Fan did not intend to kill Simon Zhizhi.
Otherwise, with the son's temper, Simon Zhizhi would not live for three seconds.
"Are you busy?"
Stunned.
Lu Fan's calm voice came from the pavilion.
The scene that was simmering with Ximen Xianzhi suddenly jumped from the ground.
Lu Dongxuan rubbed his hands and laughed.
"It's been a long time, and I haven't given birth to a Skylock practitioner, I'm disappointed in you."
Lu Fan's tone was without joy or sorrow.
But Jing Yue, who was listening, was nervous.
Isn't he the boy's favorite cub? !!
"My son, Jing Yue has a sense of heart, so let's try the tower to experience it!"
Jing Yue Road.
Then, turning around, Sedum Sword came out of the scabbard, turned into a shocking sword, and the sword crossed the lake.
Lu Dongxuan smiled, jumped into the boat, fluttered out, and disappeared.
On the island of the lake, it became quiet again.
Lu Fan continued to play chess, breeze slowly.
As for Ximen Xianzhi, he didn't bother to pay attention to it, just add a new scenic line on Huxin Island.
Ascendant chrysanthemum and blue sky peach, Ximen Xianzhi's head rushing out of the ground felt a little desolate.
suddenly.
Simon Shiba felt a heavy head.
There seemed to be something over his head.
A tail fell, and flickered in front of Simon's eyes.
Xiaoying Long curiously played around Simon's head.
He murmured with a muzzle in his mouth and shot at Simon Chiba's face.
Tears of Ximen Xianzhi almost shed.
He ... too bad.
Mo Tianyu ... next time you meet, the sword has no eyes, let alone life or death!
However, it was buried in the soil.
Simon Xianzhi's heart suddenly calmed down.
The wind on the island was rippling with wind, and the snoring sound of the bamboo forest swayed him, but it made his impetuous heart calm down a bit.
He looked at the leisurely and lonely figure playing chess in the pavilion. He was aloof, like a fairy, and surprised Simon Simon.
Simon Xianzhi challenged Lu Shaozhu, and the ending is naturally self-evident.
Nor did it make much waves.
Although some people are curious about the end of Ximen Xianzhi, but Ximen Xianzhi entered the island, and did not come out again, maybe ... walk very peacefully.
Sima Qingshan smiled and shook her head.
The sweet words under the umbrella around him pursed his lips, a little horrified.
"It is rumored that Lu Shaozhu's temper was very bad. Seeing it today ... it really is."
Sweet words.
"Well words, this is not true. Today, Shaozhu Lu's temper is already mild."
"The weak challenge the authority. It is a provocation against authority. Even if he died, he asked for it ... not to mention that this person is not dead."
Sima Tsing Shan Road.
Amber said for a moment, "Are you dead?"
"A breath is still there ..." Sima Qingshan said.
"Master, is this Ximen Xianzhi strong? How do you compare with him ... how?" An Ayu was curious, she held an umbrella, and the red sister-in-law lightly.
Sima Qingshan carried a book box and smiled.
"It's half a catty ~ EbookFREE.me ~ After all, I'm not good at killing."
"Let's go, let's go to the trial tower, and when we're done with the trial tower, we'll take you to visit Lu Shaozhu."
Sima Tsinghua stopped talking.
They left for North Losi Mountain.
West Mountain.
Under the trial tower.
People gathered together.
Overlord, Jingyue and Sima Qing shirt all stepped into the trial tower.
Island on the lake.
Lu Fan held a checkerboard, but his eyes could not help but fixate.
He looked up and looked at the White Jade Tower, and the clouds gathered like a vortex above the White Jade Tower.
Overlords, Nie Changqing, Ning Zhao, Sima Qingshan, and other practitioners who have the most hope to step into the lockup of heaven are all gathered in the trial tower.
This time, maybe there will be a chance to create a sky lock.
Thinking of this, Lu Fan fell into meditation.
He looked at the Simon Sinzhi buried in the ground with only his head left, thoughtfully.
The weak need to challenge the strong to make progress.
And once someone enters Tiansuo, whether it is the overlord or Nie Changqing, unless they come to challenge him, they will never meet an opponent enough to bring them pressure.
After what happened today, I was afraid that no one would dare to challenge him, so Lu Fan felt that he had to find some pressure on them.
When the Tibetans were in a state of physical fitness before, some wanderers brought pressure, so they practiced a lot faster.
If you enter the sky lock, where does the pressure ... come from?
Lu Fan leaned against the rail to listen to snow.
This time Simon Shiba challenged him, but it gave him some inspiration.
Lu Fan put his fingers on the wheelchair guard, his eyes lightened slightly, thoughtfully.
When he was moved, he entered the missionary.
If pressure is needed, Lu Fan suddenly has a bold idea.
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