Surprise Hotel

The master of the sword?

Baili Yanran... isn't he dead already!

Lu Qingchen did not understand the meaning of Jiang Qingyue's words, and when the ghostly figure moved, the two fought together.

Jiang Qingyue's reaction also surprised Lu Xing.

He... is now on his side?

And what does Baili Yanran have to do with this?

Wait, the master of the sword... Could he become the master of the sword?

If this is the case, everything should be over!

But now the melee is still going on, obviously he is not the best candidate to inherit the Excalibur.

Lu Xing felt like there was a mess in his mind, and he couldn't sort it out.

Xianuo left the battlefield and came to him.

Looking at Lu Xing who was bruised and bruised, she couldn't help showing a distressed look in her eyes.

"how do you feel?"

"It hurts everywhere." Lu Xing answered truthfully.

He really hurts everywhere.

He suffered too many injuries. There were wounds everywhere, so that the pain nerves were confused. He couldn't tell where the pain was, but he felt it hurt everywhere.

Xia Nuo took out the medicine powder for the treatment of the sword wound from his arms, and roughly applied it to Lu Xing.

"What should we do now in this situation? Whom should the Sword God inheritance be given to?"

"I thought I would be able to complete the task by getting the leader of the kendo tournament. Just now Jiang Qingyue said that the kendo tournament is over, and now the sword is in my hands, but everything is still going on. This shows that our previous inferences were wrong, not Get the leader of the kendo tournament, you can complete the task." Lu Xing sighed.

Xia Nuo frowned slightly, looking at Li Hentian who was struggling to fight in the battle formation.

Her killing at this time is just avenging her dead court disciple!Revenge for the displaced self!

"Are we going to return things to Li Palace Master?"

Lu Xing shook his head, "No. If the person who deserves the sword god's relic most is Li Hentian, then our mission would have already been done when we were on that boat."

"The thing was later snatched by Jiang Qingyue, so it must not be handed over to him." Xia Nuo said bitterly, "Who is it going to be handed to? Or let's take advantage of the chaos and run away! "

She is professional in running away.

Lu Xing fell into deep thought and did not hear the words behind her clearly.

Things have progressed to this point and should be nearing the end of the chapter.

Then those who can obtain the relics of the Sword God must be here!

"The...master of the sword..."

He recalled Jiang Qingyue's actions just now, and the words he said, suddenly a light spot in his mind flashed...

The war is still going on and the situation is extremely tragic.

Many personnel on both sides suffered losses, and the confrontation between Zhao Wuji and Lu Zangfeng also fell into a deadlock.

After more than a dozen rounds of fighting, Lu Zangfeng couldn't help but fall into doubt.

This Zhao Wuji can actually tie himself!Moreover, it seems that he is not comfortable with the sword. This guy is not a master of swordsmanship. The moves he uses look so familiar with the swordsmanship...

impossible.

Lu Zangfeng quickly dispelled this idea.

It may be that the opponent relied on the black ancient knife to barely tie himself, if at this time he can also have a magic weapon...

Thinking, his gaze aimed at the divine sword in Lu Xing's hand.

The sword that suppressed him for many years.

"Young man, give me the sword!" He stretched out his hand towards Lu Xing.

Lu Xing sneered, "Give you the sword, and then let you kill me?"

"Give me the sword, and I will recognize you as the leader of kendo. From now on, you will have a place in the martial arts! Become a young sword god respected by thousands of people!"

"Accept your hypocritical face!" Lu Xing smiled presumptuously.

He didn't need to pay attention to this so-called martial arts leader.

He doesn't need those promises of nothingness.

Lu Xing was quite sure that Lu Zangfeng was definitely not the best candidate to obtain the relic of the sword god.

Regarding the result, he already had a certain number in his mind.

"Young man, are you really planning to join the Demon Cult? If you think about the consequences and betray the Wulin League, you will be a public enemy of the Wulin!" Lu Zangfeng said viciously.

"Then don't shit the martial arts alliance!" Lu Cheng pulled the sword in his hand and made a slashing motion.

"Damn..." Lu Zangfeng roared loudly, "Kill him for me!"

Upon hearing the order, the disciples of the Hidden Sword Villa rushed out of the battlefield and went straight to Lu Xing to attack and kill.

Xia Nuo guarded Lu Xing's body.

At the same time, two other figures also appeared in front of Lu Xing, shoulder to shoulder with her.

"Little Langjun? Elder?"

The timely appearance of Qianmian Langjun and Youmingjiao elders made Lu Xing feel a little more secure.

The disciples of the Hidden Sword Villa were repelled before they approached.

Lu Zangfeng gritted his teeth with anger.

Lu Xing no longer hesitated, at this moment of crisis, he made his own decision——

He threw the sword to Zhao Wuji.

The moment Zhao Wuji received the sword, everyone was stunned.

Lu Xing actually handed the Sword God Divine Sword to a demon!

Li Hentian's movements also stopped, she looked at Zhao Wuji in a daze, with a complicated expression in her eyes.I don't know if she is thinking that Lu Xing betrayed her, or thinking that Zhao Wuji's posture with a sword is more handsome than a sword...

Zhao Wuji was taken aback when receiving the sword.After that, he suddenly threw the black ancient knife backhand in his hand, and raised the sword to kill Lu Zangfeng.

Lu Zangfeng confronted him, but found that after he got the sword, Zhao Wuji seemed like a fish in the water, and he began to fall into a disadvantage.

And the swordsmanship he used gave him an inexplicable fear.

Li Hentian also noticed the swordsmanship he used.

She looked perturbed and turned towards Zhao Wuji's back, shouting out the name that had been buried in her heart.

"Bai Li Yan Ran!"

"Baili Yanran?" Lu Zangfeng waved his sword frantically, "Impossible! Baili Yanran is dead! Why did you know his swordsmanship!"

Zhao Wuji didn't answer, he slapped Lu Zangfeng back with a palm, and his figure fell on a wooden stake next to the ring.

His gaze turned to Li Hentian, "Li Palace Lord, my last name is Zhao, and I have no idea."

"Yan Ran Wei Le... has no plan!" Li Hentian stared at him, saying word by word, "Bai Li Yanran, Zhao Wuji, they are all the same person!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone present was shocked, and even the fighting stopped.

Everyone's attention was focused on Zhao Wuji.

"Are you so sure?" He asked with a smile.

"In the beginning I was not sure, but since you picked up the sword, I knew it must be you. You can find Xiao Langjun to fake his face, or even give yourself a new identity, but you lied to others, but Can't fool me!"

Li Hentian's eyes flowed and said seriously.

Zhao Wuji didn't say anything, but slowly raised his hand and took off the bronze mask covering his face.

After the handsome face appeared, everyone was shocked!