Chapter 599: How did you do it

When the son of the son was furious, the light of his body broke out, and the streamer that was scattered was quickly combined.
"That's why I sneered at you. If so, don't blame me for bullying your nameless pie!"
When the words fall, the streamer becomes a giant sword, and the momentum is vast, falling from the sky.
Jie Wenhan took a breath: "Lu Shizhen..."
I also thought that the so-called Kyushu faction was just right enough, but it didn't feel too strong. At this moment, the other side was sharp, and she finally knew that her eyes were short-sighted.
This trick is depraved, I am afraid that the mountains will be opened up?
When Zhuo Jian was in the move of the scorpion, he had already waved his hand and released Jianguang, covering many disciples.
In the face of the giant sword, Lu Mingshu does not change color, gently tapping the corner: "Zhou Liuzong, this is still like!"
She even raised the sword and greeted her.
"Lu Shijie!" Yuan Zhen was so scared to shout.
Miss Hua looked at her contemptuously and smiled coldly: "I dare to face the sword of the Shangyu brother, I really don't know how to live!"
This is the stunt of the son of Master Gongzi. When the power is gathered, even if the martial arts are stronger, they cannot say that the power is stronger than it. Ms. Hua has seen a lot of backs, and the disciples who have studied with the sons of the ancestors are mostly defeated under this trick.
Lu Mingshu did not care, she greeted her.
The light of the great sword shines on her face, and her face is calm.
Just when the two touched each other, the moon sword in the hands turned out to be clear, and she swayed and listened to the sound of "叮叮叮叮", which was too dense and became extremely harsh.
Yuan Zhen and others can't help but reach out and lick their ears, not to mention those who are in harmony!
The Jianguang traverses, the waves are rolling, and her figure is drowned. Except for the swords, they can't judge the situation.
Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound, "Boom--" a muffled sound, all other sounds disappeared, and the Jianguang and the streamer gradually subsided.
When everything was calm, everyone looked up and looked again. Lu Mingshu stood there and stood guard.
There was nothing unusual about the son of the scorpion. He held his folding fan tightly in his hand, as if the two had never played.
However, the face of the son is too ugly, so ugly that people can't ignore it.
"Hey brother?" Miss Hua is at a loss. She thought that her brother would win, but looking at the appearance of the son, is not sure. If you win, why is the brother's face so stinky?
Yuan Yan’s eye pointed and suddenly found that the folding fan held in the hand of the son was a bit wrong.
"His fan is broken!" Yuan Zhen cried.
The crowd immediately went to see it. Sure enough, the sleek folding fan was bleak and the fan bones seemed to be broken up...
So, is this Lu Mingshu won?
Everyone in the Jiu Yao Palace looked forward to seeing her.
"Thank you for your advice." Lu Mingshu looked at himself and gave him a fist.
After a while, the son of the son said: "I am willing to gamble and lose. The extra materials will be sent to your party afterwards!" He said, with a wave of sleeves, "Hua Shimei, let's go!"
"Hey brother!" Miss Hua was shocked. What does this mean? Did you lose your brother? how is this possible!
"Is she wrong?" Miss Hua immediately found the reason. "It’s just that you have the upper hand, how is it possible!"
"Stop!" The son of Gongzi no longer had the grace of the past, and screamed, "I am a disciple of Zhou, and lose is to find an excuse?!"
"Senior brother..." Miss Hua was stupid by him.
Yan Gongzi stopped looking at her at a glance and raised her hand to roll Miss Hua to her side: "Go!"
Even if I didn’t even say hello, it’s so far away.
"Hey!" Yuan Zhen shouted behind them. "Jiu Yao Mountain is far from Zhongzhou. Doesn't the donkey need us to send it?"
Just shouted, he was shot by An Tongchen: "You are a girl, winning and still provoking!"
Yuan Zhen was in a good mood. He was very happy when he was photographed. He made a grimace against the background of the son of the son: "Isn't it a cow? Is it taught by my teacher Lu? What should I do?"
The atmosphere at the scene was a joy, and many people laughed with the laughter.
Many people just thought that they would lose. It is not that they are too pessimistic, but that the conditions are here. Gu Xia wants to compare with Kyushu. There are too many differences. In the past eight years, the ancient Xiamen Xuanmen disciples have been hit and have become accustomed.
I did not expect Lu Mingshu to defeat Zhou Liuzong disciples, it is really proud.
Many disciples shouted out loud and screamed in the chest. Young and young, laughing and jumping, can't be quiet.
Just then, the dawn is back.
Yuan slammed: "What is he doing? Not convinced to find 碴? Lu Shijie is here, I am not afraid of him!"
This idea is obviously that she has played too much...
When the son returned, he still had a stiff face and arched his hand to Lu Mingshu: "There is a question underneath. If you can't get the answer, I am afraid that I will not sleep, and I will ask the girl to solve it."
Lu Mingshu faintly nodded: "Please tell me."
"The last move of the party is in the bottom of it. It is a strategy to win the enemy. The girl knows that my sword is so powerful. Why do you choose to face the enemy positively? Also, the girl is obviously and the sword is positive. When I met, why didn’t I feel that the sword was falling?
The son of the monk is not lost. In Zhouliuzong, there are brothers and sisters who are much stronger than him. However, he never lost so much wrong!
The light sword that was clearly formed has gone down, and the other side is also facing the enemy, but it seems to be in the void. Before that intensive sword sound, her sword hit him in the streamer, this level of counterattack, how could he break his sword?
But the fact is that he feels that he gradually loses control of the sword of the sky, and finally splits. Looking again, the fan bones have been completely broken up. After this war, his soldier must be rebuilt.
Because he lost his face, he turned his head and left, but the more he walked, the more uneasy he was.
Is there any flaw in his squad? If so, if he reverts to the furnace and then encounters an opponent who knows this, will he not have the power to fight back?
Therefore, he lost his face and he went back and asked.
However, he listened to Lu Mingshu and replied: "The scorpion of this scorpion, the unity of differentiation, the change of mystery, can be said to be extremely subtle. There is only one shortcoming."
"Oh? Please advise!" I did not expect Lu Mingshu to answer so simply, a happy son.
"This soldier is not so much a piece of it. It is a combination of several pieces. I just hit the sword light at the joint, and cut off their connection, and lost the power of unity."
A son of a singer: "This..." can actually do it?
He thought about it and stayed. When the sword fell, the momentum was so powerful, so close, and to avoid the edge, to hit the joint, this difficulty is too high! He thought about it for a moment, and he couldn't do it at all.
How much precision does this require? Need more keen observation? If so, he really loses nothing.