Everyone chopped him up together!”

The big men with swords immediately greeted Lu Gaoxuan's body with their weapons. For a moment, the cold light flashed, and countless sharp blades roared and slashed towards Lu Gaoxuan's body. Obviously, these people were used to it. They directly killed themselves when they came up, regardless of the consequences of the murder, or they had already become accustomed to this consequence.

However, they obviously chose the wrong choice. As one of the top masters in the Dragon Sect, how could those of them who are only third-rate at best be able to deal with it? He saw that one side of his body let a knife slash from a man opposite him, and before the man could take back the lost steel knife, his palm poked out like lightning, grabbed the man's wrist and twisted it. With a "click", the man's palm suddenly turned over strangely, screamed and fell to the ground, and with one hand, he held the broken wrist and squatted down.

Lu Gaoxuan didn't stop there, but suddenly shrank and avoided a steel knife that had originally cut to the back of his head. Then he put his strength on his back, and his feet were on the ground and his body retreated like a cannonball. He suddenly crashed into the arms of the big man who had been attacking behind him, who had failed to return to the knife. He was hit by the huge force he had on his back. The big man's sternum collapsed and blood flew backwards.

Then Lu Gaoxuan stretched out his hands and slapped the two blades that were slashing towards him, then rushed in, turning from palm to fist, and hit the chests of the two big sword-holding men, making them scream and vomit blood and fall out...

Lu Gaoxuan rushed into the flock of sheep like a tiger. Although there were many people with sword-wearing men, they were as weak as a lamb under his hands, and had no power to resist. Although they roared and slapped their swords, they were still beaten down one by one by Lu Gaoxuan. In almost the blink of an eye, four or five sword-wearing men who came to beat Lu Gaoxuan were laid down. The remaining men were also frightened. Although they still slashed their swords, they no longer had their original arrogance.

"The gangsters in the world dare to be arrogant? Take my move!"

At this moment, a slightly sharp shout suddenly sounded in the temple, like a thunder sounded in the air. Lu Gaoxuan was shocked and looked up in the sound. He saw the white-faced and beardless old man flew over a group of sword-wearing men like a big bird, with his hands in claws, and he grabbed him fiercely like an eagle fighting a rabbit. Before the move was implemented, his powerful energy was already roaring down, making people unable to help but feel the illusion of being suffocated.

Lu Gaoxuan did not dare to be negligent, so he hurriedly turned his palms to fight. The palm claws collided, and the two powerful forces collided, and the fierce energy burst out everywhere. With a "sneer", Lu Gaoxuan rushed back like a frightened spirit fox, his robe sleeves shattered, turning into pieces of cloth and flying in the air, like cloth butterflies.

The old man with white face chased him reluctantly, and his body did not fall to the ground after one blow. He stepped on the shoulder of a big man with a sword and then soared into the air again, chasing Lu Gaoxuan, who was rushing back away like an eagle: "Where to escape, leave it for me!"

Lu Gaoxuan changed color in horror. He suddenly grabbed a sword-wielding man next to him with one hand, stretched his arms and blocked him in front of him, and actually regarded him as a human shield. A hint of anger flashed in the eyes of the white-faced old man. He reached out to slap the man who was Lu Gaoxuan as a meat shield, and his figure flew into the air again. He turned over the meat shield and grabbed Lu Gaoxuan's shoulder again. Lu Gaoxuan did not dare to take it forward, so he hurriedly let go of the hand that grabbed the meat shield, shrank his body and continued to fly backward.

The rabbit rises and falcons falls. This series of things actually happened in a flash. From the white-faced old man suddenly takes action, to Lu Gaoxuan's defeat and retreat, to the pursuit and retreat, the two fought several moves in just one breath. The white-faced old man gained the absolute advantage, but Lu Gaoxuan is not an idiot. Although he can't defeat the opponent's sharp claws, he can still support it with his superb skills and flexible response. However, if he continues according to this trend, it will be a matter of time before he loses.

"Old guy, look at the hidden weapon!"

Seeing that Lu Gaoxuan was unable to support, Ling Muyun no longer stood by and picked up a large piece of firewood on the fire, shaking his hands and throwing it out. The scorching firewood suddenly drew a line of fire in the air and roared towards the old man with white face.

"You little thief dare!"

The old man with white face roared and beat the firewood flying out with his palm. He did not avoid the scorching charcoal fire on the firewood. It was obvious that the skill in his palm had reached an extremely profound level. He was not stopping at all, but still chased Lu Gaoxuan, making up his mind to take Lu Gaoxuan first and then deal with Ling Muyun, who was on the sidelines' bad things.

"I want to see if your claws are powerful or my hidden weapon is powerful!"

Ling Muyun sneered, and kept grabbing the firewood in the fire with both hands and threw it at the old man with white face. For a moment, the fire was flying and bursting out, and the howling sounds continued. Each piece of firewood instilled Ling Muyun's internal strength, throwing out powerful arrows no less than sharp arrows. The old man dared not ignore it. His originally flew into the air and had to fall down, and his hands swung to block the firewood.

"Go!" "Kill this kid!"... The sabre men rushed towards Ling Muyun when they saw the white-faced old man being blocked by Ling Muyun.

"You guys dare to attack my young master? Let's lie down!"

Lu Gaoxuan, who had got rid of the old man with white face, shouted coldly and stopped the big men with swords. The big men with swords were not his opponents. He punched and kicked him, and several more fell down in a moment. The old man with white face was so angry that he was furious, but he was attacked by Ling Muyun's firewood hidden weapon and could not get out for a while. He could only watch his subordinates be tortured by Lu Gaoxuan to death.

At this time, a big man was beaten by Lu Gaoxuan and fell out. He suddenly hit a supporting pillar in the temple. Suddenly, a few "Kala" sounds, and more than a dozen tiles fell from the roof. The ruined temple had already decayed, soaking heavy rain. When the north wind blew, it could no longer support it. As the rafters and tiles and bricks fell one after another.

"No, this temple is about to collapse, Lao Lu leaves quickly."

Seeing this, Ling Muyun greeted him and didn't care about throwing firewood anymore. When he moved his body, he rushed out of the temple gate like a gust of wind. Lu Gaoxuan, who was reminded, also stopped the attack and followed him out of the temple.

The two of them ran out of the temple. Before they could walk a few steps, they heard a loud rumbling sound. Looking back, they saw a large area of ​​the temple collapsed, and half of the walls fell down. Most of the temple collapsed. The sabre man and his group of sabre men had no participation in the war. The white-faced old man and several sabre men rushed out, and the rest were buried in the landslide temple.

"Old Lu, let's not play with them anymore, let's go."

He greeted Lu Gaoxuan, and the two untied the reins and flew on their horses, and galloped along the avenue toward the northwest.

Because many of the accomplices were buried in the ruins of the dilapidated temple waiting for rescue, the old white-faced man and his group had to suppress their anger and watched Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan go away, and turn around and spread the ruins to rescue their companions.

Ling Muyun and Lu Gaoxuan galloped for a while. Seeing that no one was chasing behind him, he slowed down a little. After all, the heavy rain was everywhere, and there was no target. The left and right were wet, so there was no need to rush for a moment.

Ling Muyun remembered the situation where Lu Gaoxuan fought with the white-faced old man before. After fighting with the old man once, Lu Gaoxuan avoided fighting with him head-on. Wasn't he injured? So he asked: "Old Lu, have you ever been injured? Did you see where that old guy came from?"

"Thank you for your concern. It's just a little bit of injury. It's nothing big. But that old man is indeed powerful. Judging from the martial arts skills, he should be a master of the Jiangbei Eagle Claw Yanxing Sect. His subordinates are not opponents. If the young master hadn't helped him in time, he would probably fall into his hands tonight. What just puzzled his subordinates was that the Eagle Claw Yanxing Sect could only be said to be among the first-class sects in the world and could not be called the top one. Even their leader Yanbei's martial arts skills were just as good as his subordinates, but he didn't know when such a great master suddenly appeared."

As he spoke, Lu Gaoxuan lit his hands out, but saw three scarlet claw marks on the backs of his hands, which were very scary. Fortunately, they all passed through the gap between the muscles and bones, and did not hurt the muscles and bones. Otherwise, Lu Gaoxuan's hands would have been ruined.

"Fortunately, I had fought with Yan Bei, the leader of the Eagle Clawed Yan Xing Sect, and was quite familiar with the martial arts skills of the Eagle Clawed Yan Xing Sect, so I didn't let that old guy catch it." A trace of fear appeared on Lu Gaoxuan's face.

"Those big men with swords were clearly guards in front of the imperial court, but they were just dressed in plain clothes. But who was that old guy? When did the Qing court have so many powerful masters? And what are they doing in this wilderness? "

Ling Muyun felt in his heart that there seemed to be something wrong, but he couldn't figure it out for a moment. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and the raindrops hit the face under the strong wind and felt a vague pain.

Ling Muyun grinned slightly: "Forget it, don't think about it anymore, let's find a place to shelter from the rain first." He immediately clamped his legs hard, urging his horse under his crotch and galloped forward.

The two of them rode their horses for a while, and suddenly they saw an old man wearing a straw raincoat and hat riding a donkey in front of them. They seemed to be a nearby mountaineering man, who was rushing on his way. Ling Muyun hurriedly grabbed the horse and asked the old man, "Brother-in-law, can you ask, are there any houses or caves nearby that hide from the rain?"

The old man looked up at Ling Muyun, then continued to ride a donkey on his way, but he ignored him. Obviously, he was also anxious to go home and had no time to pay attention to Ling Muyun's asking for directions.

Seeing this, Lu Gaoxuan hurriedly blocked the old man's road and said, "This fellow villager, we missed Sutou when we rushed to the road. It was really not easy to catch up with the heavy rain. Please ask the fellow villager to show you a path. No thanks for the money." As he said that, he took out a small piece of silver from his arms and handed it over.
Chapter completed!