Cultivation Is Like This Chapter 307

   is well known.

  Ningzhou Lubei's skills are average, and he is shy and notoriously bad at words.

   It is also well known that people who are not good at speech have always been more capable of doing things. Zhu Jingting wanted to talk to Lu Bei about the criminal law of Wuzhou, but Lu Bei could not tell him, so he could only use punishment.

  Because of the desire for longevity, there is no concept of respecting the elderly in the world of immortals. Even if there is, it will only stay above the throat, not to the heart. Five hundred years old and fifty years old are the same, who is not a young man.

   Looking at Zhu Jingting's appearance, it can be seen that the burly young man with short hair is not much bigger than Lu Bei's 18-year-old little white face.

   They are all young people, and there is no such thing as attacking a 500-year-old man.

  Zhu Jingting has a fusion period, the specific realm is unknown, and it is not written in the file. In the face of a strong enemy of this level, Lu Bei decisively chose to strike first.

  The golden light shone across and killed in front of Zhu Jingting in an instant.

   Ripples appeared, the golden light broke into the muddy swamp, and Lu Bei's vertical fist split through the layers of barriers, and the powerful speed became extremely slow.

   "Not bad, his legs are neat and tidy, he can run and jump when he is younger than the old man."

Zhu Jingting smiled lightly, raised his hand and held Lu Bei's fist: "In the virtual world, few people are your opponents, but the watershed of the realm is too big, and you can't cross it with your ability. If you want to overcome the fit period, unless You are one too."

   "True or false, I don't believe it!"

   There was a lot of malice behind him, and Zhu Jingting's calm expression suddenly tightened. Before he could move, the fist full of sword intent slammed into the heart behind his back, triggering the vestment defense ban, and slammed into the sky.

   The inflated fireball distorts the void, the azure blue is ethereal, and it is not ordinary at first glance.

   At the critical moment, Zhu Jingting expanded his own small world and took on all the damage of the backlash, lest the Xiwangfu be razed to the ground by the blast.

  The wind picked up and the firelight dissipated.

  Zhu Jingting fixed his eyes on the three identical Lu Beis on the opposite side, his brows condensed into the word 'chuan', such a strange way of avatars, he was able to pass the test and deceive his perception in his small world.

   But that's all, the disparity in a big realm, a little trick is just a scratch, and it can't change anything.

   Zhu Jingting put his hand in front of him, and with a volley, the endless thunder crashed down.

  The strong light Thunder Snake dashed away in an instant, and the power grids that covered the sky and the sun were intertwined.

  Two golden lights were destroyed by the thunder, and the last one...

Disappear.

Why did    disappear?

   Zhu Jingting was shocked, sent out his perception, and searched for Lu Bei's trace in his own small world.

   At this time, the familiar fist fell behind again, triggering the ban on the vestments, and blasting the giant fireball with a bang.

   Two consecutive heavy blows with sword intent, the color of the robe was dim, and it was at a precarious juncture. Zhu Jingting didn't pay attention to it, he opened a space abruptly, and his eyes flickered on Lu Bei's figure.

  What's going on, what is the trick to deceive the old man again and again?

   As a professional practitioner of law, Zhu Jingting has been widely seen and believed that Lu Bei possessed an immortal technique, or a supernatural power. With this move, Lu Bei can be unimpeded in the small world of the cultivator in the integration period, and even the master of the small world cannot perceive his existence.

   However, it didn't, the pure speed was rolling, so fast that everyone was not at the same frame number.

  Zhu Jingting has been sitting in the West Palace all the year round. He has little experience in battle, and then has the arrogance of the virtual world in the integration period, and the prejudice of the law and the body. This is why he fell into a serious misunderstanding of thinking.

   This fit period is very ordinary!

   On the other side, Lu Bei, who had succeeded in testing two moves, assessed Zhu Jingting's strength. In the integration period he played against, Zhu Jingting was the worst. Especially the combat literacy is not as good as Wen Bubei, who just broke through the integration period. Five hundred years of rice was eaten in vain.

In all the battles, Mei Wangfu has an innate sword body, is invincible in the flesh, can attack and defend well, and has almost no weaknesses; the heart respects the king and has a strong and powerful body. , which restricts all actions of the opponent.

   Even if he gave away his experience twice, he still wanted to give it a third time. He also developed a three-dimensional sword formation for his own shortcomings. The talent and talent are first-class.

   Compared to these three, Zhu Jingting...

  Perhaps, this is the unevenness of the world, and people cannot be generalized after all.

  Thinking of this, Lu Bei took a deep breath, clenched his fists to condense his sword intent, and shook a large space with ripples: "After the warm-up, senior keep your eyes wide open, look straight ahead, don't blink, Lu is going to be serious!"

  Buzzing————

   Two setbacks were imminent, and Zhu Jingting no longer had the calmness of the past. He held his breath and did not dare to be careless. He ran his own small world with all his strength.

   At the same time, the boundless thunder roared, and the 100-meter-thick thunder pillars hit the ground, illuminating the entire small world dazzlingly.

   Another ground fire spewed out, the ground cracked open in the abyss, and sticky red ground dragons rose from the ground, bathed in thunder light, and roared silently in the sky.

  Fitness period of Dharma cultivation, if you don't do it, it will be done, and the world will change color if you do it.

   The boundless vastness ends with a golden light.

  Zhu Jingting's eyes widened and he looked forward. He was hit hard in the back, collapsed into a valley, and forcibly got up in the middle of the sky. He was knocked down into the clouds by the golden light coming from horizontal and vertical.

  The vestment was broken, and the magic weapon embroidered with exquisite brocade was hammered into a tattered garment.

  Zhu Jingting couldn't care less about his distress, and his backhand was another cassock...

   is not trapped.

   Empty hands, he stood there blankly.

  What about my clothes?

  Lu Bei swallowed the vestment in one gulp, wondering if it had the effect of automatically recognizing the master, so he decided to go back and give it to Hu San to try.

   Being able to pick him up with three swords and fists is a matter of love and reason, and this vestment is all related to him.

   Up to now, even if Zhu Jingting's combat literacy is low, he can see the reason why Lu Bei is rampant. As he expected, Lu Bei has a supernatural power of the flesh, and the speed is so fast that even the spiritual sense of the fusion period cannot be captured.

  This monster, could it be a demon cultivator?

   Zhu Jingting's secret path was tricky, but fortunately, as a Fa cultivator, he had learned two-handed physical training techniques, and borrowed the insights of a sword cultivator, so there was no room for him to fight back.

  The small world is closed, no longer insisting on limiting Lu Bei's actions, but integrating into the body and sticking to the primordial spirit.

   A full moon lives high in the sky. Zhu Jingting, who is facing the enemy, has not noticed any abnormality around him. He shouted loudly, his burly body soared to two meters and five, and the muscles around his body swelled, showing a faint golden halo.

   The perfect golden inverted triangular human body structure fully explains what is called Faxiu. At the same time, a large black sword is in hand, showing a strong sword intent intertwined with thunder and fire.

   A string of question marks floated across Lu Bei's forehead, and he looked at the black sword in Zhu Jingting's hand in surprise.

   The elder-level saber is the only one of the nine swords in the Heavenly Sword Sect. Every time a sword is forged, several elders must work together. Therefore, although there are slight differences in appearance, there is no difference in essence, and it can be seen at a glance.

   Then the question arises, as the grandfather of the Western Palace, why does Zhu Jingting hold the magic weapon of Tianjianzong?

   Good guy, another rebel!

   At this time, the Iron Sword League has not yet emerged, and it is still an officially recognized martial arts first-rate force. There is nothing wrong with Zhu Jingting holding the elder saber.

  Lu Bei didn't say much, smiled coldly, and took out his elder saber with his backhand.

   Now, it was Zhu Jingting's turn to have a string of question marks floating over his forehead.

   After fighting for a long time, it was...

  My own person?

   Just as he was stunned, the golden light rushed in front of him, Lu Bei slashed down with the black broadsword in hand, and the black light vented and swept the distance.

  The cold front stinged the primordial spirit, and Zhu Jingting hurriedly set up the black sword to fight against it.

   The moment the two swords collided, the Heaven Poundering Sword Intent shattered, and the defeat was neat and tidy.

  Lu Bei pressed his hand vertically, Zhu Jingting buried half of his body in the loess, his golden face was bulging with blue veins, he gritted his teeth with difficulty: "Young man, stop first, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding."

"There's no misunderstanding. Lu Bei severely tortured Zhu Qiming from the Xiwang's house, and obtained strong evidence of the Xiwang rebellion. It's useless to talk too much. As the leader of the rebels, let's go to Ningzhou with Lu for tea!" Lu Bei pressed down his broad sword and exchanged Entering Xiantian Yi Qi, Jian Feng swallowed the strongest sword intent, and with a click, cut a gap in the elder sword in Zhu Jingting's hand.

   At this moment, the advantages of the realm disappeared, and the basic attributes and skills formed a crushing effect.

   "Young man, you may not be clear about some things, but... hurry up and stop..."

  Zhu Jingting's scalp was numb, and he saw that the sword in his hand was about to break, and shouted loudly: "You can go to Tianjian Peak and ask, I also invited Elder Zhan and Elder Qin to eat!"

   "Who is that, Lu only knows Elder Jing, remember to invite him to dinner next time."

   put out a confession, a confession that he didn't want to hear, and Lu Bei's scalp was also numb.

   Before the Tiejian League rebelled, he didn't dare to let Zhu Jingting talk nonsense, for fear that he would do everything he could. He pressed down the heavy sword with one hand, wrapped the sword with the other hand and punched, and buried it in the face of Zhu Jingting with a bang.

   In order to block the mouth of the rebel and prevent him from honestly explaining it, the emperor's personal soldiers, who are loyal to the monarch and patriotic, are heartbroken.

   This heavy punch was powerful and heavy, and Lu Beimao used all his strength, even harder than when Chumei was forgetting vulgarity.

Zhu Jingting's body training method is quite particular. Based on the sword body of Tianjianzong, it is integrated into the top ten masters of Huangjizong's upper palace. The original intention was to take the strength of the two, but after the fusion, it became the short of the two. On defense, even the rumored vestments It's not as good as how to block Lu Bei's full blow.

   Under the heavy damage, Zhu Jingting's facial features were deformed, and he became stiff for a moment, causing a chain reaction.

   First, the elder's sword in his hand was cut off, and then the sword edge slashed across the shoulder bone and sternum, and his heart was opened on the spot. Finally, the two immortal sword intents rammed, and the small world was deformed, and the primordial spirit was seriously injured.

   Zhu Jingting was covered in blood and stopped moving. His powerful vitality automatically repaired his injuries. After a while, his body healed itself.

  Lu Bei turned to look at the Western Palace Garden Formation, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the black light sword energy swept across.

  Boom————

   On that day, the entire Xiwang County saw a sword light rising into the sky.

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