At this moment, if you change to the public loss class before going to Tianzhu Mountain, even if you have more ghost ideas, you can't withstand the frontal attack of the martial arts master.

At the moment, although Lu Shoujin is not a first-class master, after all, he has refined his body since he was a child, he is as strong as an ox, and he has twenty years of true qi cultivation, and if he is really a killer, he is afraid that seventy or eighty people will die on the spot.

Fortunately, the public losing class has been to Tianzhu Mountain.

He has refined the first divine weapon that belongs only to himself! And it's not an ordinary divine weapon!

I saw that he clenched his fists with both hands in front of his chest, and the blue-red Taiji Fish rotated rapidly, so he repeated the trick and controlled the fine iron knife in Lu Shoujin's hand to slash in reverse.

Lu Shoujin breathed for a moment, and scolded secretly: "What kind of evil demon method does this bastard boy use!" ”

He reacted quickly, and quickly turned around and flew back, and the fine iron knife slashed down against his forehead, cutting off several of his hairs in extreme danger.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely funny scene was presented in front of thousands of people, only to see the fine iron knife slashing and stabbing at his master as if he was alive, and Lu Shoujin was quite embarrassed to dodge left and right, exhausted.

After fighting two teas with one person and one knife, Lu Shoujin finally couldn't help it, shouted violently, and caught the blade of the fine iron knife with his empty hand!

This knife is like a thousand pounds, and the five fingers of others have already been cut off in unison.

However, looking closely, Lu Shoujin's hand faintly exuded a crimson light, but he did not see a drop of blood, he actually held the fine iron knife in his hand with only three fingers, no matter how the public loss class was driven, he could no longer move.

The public loser frowned and said, "You, could it be that you make it ......"

"The Tian family's Dingkun finger!" Lu Shoujin smiled evilly.

The public loser shouted angrily: "You traitor! Not only betrayed Lu Zhuang, but also dared to steal the martial arts cheats in the 'Wanbao Pavilion', which was really a monstrous sin, and it was difficult to write. ”

Lu Shoujin smiled contemptuously: "Seventh Young Master, every volume of cheats in the Wanbao Pavilion was not taken by Lu Zhuang when he was doing weapons business with various sects. As the chief of the Bai who protects Luzhuang, I should naturally improve my martial arts and protect Luzhuang. In this current world, etiquette collapses and is broken, and only hard fists are the truth! ”

He paused suddenly, and said slowly: "Do you remember a saint who came out of the Lu Kingdom decades ago!" It's the one you admire. ”

The public loser class was stunned and said, "Are you talking about Kong Sheng?" ”

Lu Shoujin said: "Yes, it is the big man who single-handedly created Confucianism, Kong Qiu." He educates the world and is highly respected, but so what!? When he was expelled, I was just a small captain in the army of Lu, and I had seen him and his disciples driven out of the country like pigs and dogs by sergeants......"

The public loser roared angrily: "Shut up! A rebel like you is a real pig and a dog! Today I will avenge those brothers who were kept in the dark by you and died unjustly! ”

After speaking, the public loss squad clenched his fists even more, and the red and blue light turned like a galaxy, shining in front of him.

For a moment, I felt that the earth trembled slightly, and the long knives in the sheaths of thousands of black-clothed people around me, the white feather arrows buzzed and vibrate, and suddenly flew up in the air violently, and flew towards the center of the field!

Wang Cheng's father seemed to have noticed it a long time ago, although he controlled his portable weapon with strong internal strength, it was too late to remind his subordinates. I could only watch as the public losers played with their weapons in applause.

Just now, he felt that this doll's ability was quite strange, and there was no martial art in the world that could have the special ability to control weapons.

"Could it be that this doll will have some kind of magic magic? No, it's not like a spell, is it...... He has refined into a blood refining divine weapon!? Wang Cheng's father was terrified in his heart and said secretly.

Although he was extremely reluctant to admit it in his heart, if it wasn't for that, how could he understand the superhuman powers displayed by the public loss class at this moment? Why are they so desperate to cut off the Gongyi family no matter what!?

Wang Cheng's father thought about it, but he was stunned by Lu Shoujin on the other side.

After all, the Yin Yang Holy Hand had just been refined by the Gong Lose Class, not to mention him, not even a single person from the Gong Loser had ever seen such a scene!

He had no choice but to look into the air, only to see arrows and sabers flying in the air, first chaotic, and then slowly differentiated in the sound of "clanging" metal handover, and the weapons from far and near were divided into camps, spiraling around the center of the public transport class.

Suddenly, he was blessed with the blessing of his soul, and found that the arrow was spinning faster than the knife. And in the sword forest, there seems to be a difference between fast and slow.

Lu Shoujin was relieved, it seems that although the public loss squad can make weapons, it will also affect the speed of his control according to the weight and materials.

In less than a cup of tea, the public loss squad has covered the whole body with thousands of weapons, and the arrows are in front, ready to shoot at any time; The sword forest was behind, slowly rotating around him.

The scene is magnificent, and there is faintly the style of the world's 'soldier master'.

The public loss class was still shrouded in blue light and red light, and the green silk danced with the wind, shouting: "Lu Shoujin, no matter how many martial arts you have stolen, I want your blood to be splashed on the spot today!" Kill these reckless thieves again, and comfort the heroic spirits of my Luzhuang warriors! ”

As the words fell, thousands of white-feathered arrows burst through the air, pouring towards Lu Shoujin.

Lu Shoujin's weapons were snatched away at the moment, and he had no long things, so he had to condense the true qi of his body, and he was extremely embarrassed to dodge and shuttle in the rain of arrows.

The bow and crossbow may be extremely lethal to ordinary people, but for masters with deep internal strength, they are just toys picked at will.

Although Lu Shoujin is not a first-class master, it is more than enough to save his life in the rain of arrows.

I saw him dodging while moving in the direction of the public loss class, after all, the public loss class itself does not know any martial arts, once he gets close, he will only suffer death.

Suddenly, the sound of the arrow rain "sighing" breaking through the sky stopped for a while, and Lu Shoujin was waiting for this moment.

Hearing him roar, his eyes were quick, and he grabbed a big knife from the swirling knife forest, injected all his true qi into the knife, and then slammed the ground.

The earth trembled, and the roar shook!

Countless crimson rays of light erupted from the ground like thorny barbs, instantly stabbing hundreds of knives spinning in the air!

Wang Cheng's father squinted and saw it really, this 'knife out of ten thousand ravines' is a farmer's gatekeeper, extremely powerful and domineering, but it is a pity that Lu Shoujin is not good at learning and art, and his internal strength is not enough, otherwise the power of this knife is enough to take the life of the public losing class!

Rao is like this, and it is enough to open a big hole in the "knife forest array" that protects the public loss class, and under the shock, the public loss class has no time to defend again. In this battle, it seems that Lu Shoujin has won.

"Next, let him be a boss first, and after a few years, let him die on the battlefield with honor." Wang Chengfu sighed softly and thought to himself.

On the other side, Lu Shoujin really rushed into the gap as if he was hurrying.

Because he knows that there is only one chance like this. And it has to be fast!

This time, he learned to be obedient, and his hands have been condensing part of his true qi tightly to control the handle of the knife, so as not to let the public lose class have another chance. A 'straight to the point' slammed into the heart of the public losing class!

Although this knife is not a thunderous ten thousand guns, because the 'sword out of ten thousand ravines' that he just used is extremely consuming of true qi, but in order to complete his work in one battle, he also condensed all his remaining true qi, and the tiger is as fast as lightning.

He believed that the knife was enough to kill the public loser.

Wang Cheng's father, and even the thousands of 800 people who watched the battle believed it.

Until Lu Shoujin saw the evil smile on the corner of the public loss class again.

After all, Lu Shoujin has lived in Luzhuang for decades, and he can be regarded as growing up looking at the public loss class.

Others don't know, but everyone in Lu Zhuang knows that although the seventh young master of the public loser doesn't know martial arts, he really had a lot of ghost ideas when he was a child.

Every time he shows this smile, it means that his 'conspiracy' has succeeded.

The people who are tricked by him are only those who think they are unlucky.

For such a smile, Lu Shoujin has only seen it twice.

Once, because he was quite addicted to gambling and was famous far and wide, he couldn't stand the repeated hookups of the public losing class, and finally agreed to bet with him.

For the first time, he lost three months; And the second time, he bought underwear that he hadn't had time to wear for two days.

Since then, no matter how the public loser class teases, he doesn't dare to bet against this ghost boy.

But this time, apparently he couldn't refuse, and the bet was his life!

Only listen to a few "boom" sounds breaking through the air.

"White Feather Arrow!" Before Lu Shoujin could speak, he was shot through by eight white feather arrows and nailed to the ground.

The physical strength of the public loss squad has almost reached the limit, the beads of sweat rolled down from the forehead, and finally could not support it, the red and blue light quickly decayed, and the weapon "ping pong" fell to the ground.

He slowly gasped and said, "Uncle Shoujin, why is it that at this life-and-death juncture today, you still don't understand my style, use your brains more!" ”

"Forget it, for the sake of you and I who have known each other for so many years, it doesn't hurt for you to be a ghost."

"When I was controlling the operation of the weapon, in fact, I deliberately divided the knife and arrow clearly, so that you could find out the clues of my control of the speed of different weapons, and then secretly hid ten white feather arrows behind the sword ......"

Lu Shoujin was bleeding all over his body, spurted out a mouthful of blood arrows, and laughed angrily: "Hahaha! I have endured in Luzhuang for many years, just so that one day I can soar. I didn't expect that the glory and wealth were close at hand, and I was plotted by such a little ghost as you, it's really going to kill me! ”

After saying that, he vomited some blood again.

Seeing this, the public loser couldn't bear it, leaned over beside him, and choked up slightly: "Uncle Shoujin, in your heart, is glory and wealth really that important?" More important than those brothers and relatives who live with you every day and laugh with you? ”

Listening to the words of the public loss class, Lu Shoujin's mind suddenly flashed the picture of his life in Luzhuang for decades.

"Brother Shoujin, let's learn two more tricks!"

"Uncle Shoujin, don't forget to come to my house tomorrow to drink happy wine......"

The warmth that has long been gone away has been renewed for a long time.

"Why, young master......" Lu Shoujin muttered.

Before he finished speaking, in the cold wind, he suddenly heard another deep voice Sen Sen said: "Doll, count your fate, but that's the end of it!" ”

A solid wooden flagpole "clicked" and broke into two halves, and the shorter one flew upside down in the air, slamming straight towards the vest of the public losing class!