The person who was on guard two streets away sent the news back, and Li Zhanlou was surprised: "Three people? Song Zheng? That kid also wants to get a share?"

He sneered.

There was a one-eyed cultivator under his command who said fiercely: "Master Lou, someone rumored a while ago that Song Zheng may be the number one strong soldier in the Seventh Town, overpowering Meng Tianjiu and Jing Chuanbei. These two kings can really endure it, and they actually cooperate with such a person. ”

Li Zhanlou grinned: "Idiot, do you really think that Song Zheng can be compared to those two? The foundation of cultivation is very important, the original realm of a few wolf soldiers is too low, even if they have the reward of Tianhuo and catch up, it is impossible to surpass Meng Tianjiu and Jing Chuanbei in a short period of time." ”

He glanced at a few people around him, and pointed to one: "Eighth brother, you are in charge of Song Zheng." The eighth stood up and patted his chest: "Leave it to me." ”

Li Zhanlou thought about it again and added: "Send a message to Xiao Jiu, who is guarding outside, and ask him to assist Lao Jiu from behind." The stakes are high, let's be on the safe side, and we can't let a small character spoil a big thing. ”

"Good. Several of his subordinates nodded together, Lou Ye arranged it safely, and they had no opinion.

"The rest of the people, according to our plan, get ready!"

......

The three of them stood at the foot of the quicksilver building, looking up at the bright lights on the upper floor, but the window sash plaque was shattered, and the whole high-rise building was dead. Suddenly, someone suddenly appeared by the window on the third floor and shouted to them: "The three of you are here, please inside!"

With a bang, the two doors on the first floor opened.

There are two candles in the main hall, leaving a passage to the central courtyard.

The three of them laughed, who could be frightened by such a shallow scene? They strode in, Li Zhanlou waited for them in the courtyard, his face was gloomy, he spit out the bamboo stick in his mouth, and nailed it to the stone wall with a whoosh.

"Did you bring anything?"

Meng Tianjiu took out a silk cloth map. Li Zhanlou nodded, his palm turned up, and a treasure appeared in his mustard fingers. Lianfang jade bucket is about the size of a sea bowl, big at the top and small at the bottom, boxy, with a kind of jade-colored treasure light throughout the body, with a faint light shrouding the surroundings, making people feel a faint sense of gentleness.

Jing Chuanbei nodded, confirming that there was no problem, Li Zhanlou raised his hand, and came down with his right hand to pick up Lian Fang Yudou. The two of them each placed the treasure on the stone table beside them.

Li Zhanlou said fiercely: "Let's start, only a group of people can walk out of this quicksilver building today with two treasures!"

As soon as his words fell, Ikawa Kita, who had been silent, suddenly exploded all over his body, and ejected with a bang, and Ikawa Kita, who usually looked more gentle and polite, suddenly turned into a violent beast, with a six-foot thick spiritual flame outside his body, like a layer of incomparably thick battle armor!

His speed was terrifying, with a powerful impact, just a collision, the "general" one-eyed cultivator beside Li Zhanlou flew out with a bang, smashing seven or eight houses one after another, and the bones of the whole province were shattered, and he fell in the ruins and could no longer get up.

Li Zhanlou was obviously stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Ikawa North to shoot so violently.

Ikawa North roared, raised his arms and slammed his feet, his body fell heavily, the ground shook violently, and layers of seismic waves were transmitted, and several Wuyunwei warriors were already on guard, but in the seismic waves, a violent spiritual flame suddenly erupted!

Boom Boom Boom ......

Among the silver-red spiritual flames, several cultivators were caught off guard, screaming and rushing to the side, the flames on their bodies burned up, and they each used their means to extinguish the flames, but they didn't care about targeting Jingchuan Bei.

But Meng Tianjiu hadn't made a move yet, he smiled at Song Zheng, took off the saber on his waist and grabbed it in his hand: "You come to press the formation." ”

Then, he walked to Li Zhanlou, pulled out his sword on the way, threw the scabbard aside, fell straight down, and plunged it into the bluestone floor beside him.

Half an inch into the stone!

The whole process made Song Zheng nod secretly, Meng Tianjiu's cultivation method is just the opposite of Jingchuan North, it is not violent, but a kind of natural "Dao".

Every step he takes, every action he makes, seems to be in line with it!

Li Zhanlou was taken aback, because he found that he was facing Meng Tianjiu who was "walking", and he didn't have the confidence to fight with him at all!

He didn't expect that he had been preparing for so long and that he would be so vulnerable, which made him see clearly the real gap between Wuyunwei and the Seventh Town of the Border Army.

He gritted his teeth, completely gave up those unrealistic fantasies, and finally made a last effort.

"Whew-"

A strange howl came from Li Zhanlou's throat, his body suddenly tensed, and it seemed to swell into the strength of his whole body, and his muscles and tendons tensed one by one, as if a group of earthworms suddenly appeared under his skin!

The whole world seemed to shake in this howl, Song Zheng was in a trance, there was a feeling of the world spinning, and a sharp pain like tearing came from his whole body!

He quickly stabilized himself, and immediately understood: tear the soul!

Li Zhanlou's strange howl was some kind of weird soul attack, a great overdraft of the power of the physical body, in order to urge the soul attack, and at the same time, it was also a great burden on his own soul.

Song Zheng was also in pain, as if there were countless sharp knives cutting through his three souls and seven spirits one by one.

He looked around, Li Zhanlou's subordinates were obviously prepared, and they didn't know what means to use to avoid it, and Meng Tianjiu and Jing Chuanbei were also struggling to support.

The Spirit Flame Armor outside Jingchuan Bei's body was rapidly weakening, and Meng Tianjiu could no longer maintain that feeling of "Dao", his footsteps were scattered, and the battle sword in his hand was no longer firm!

"Whew-" The howl continued, and after a full nine breaths, the last trace of spiritual flame outside Ikawa Kita's body finally shattered, and he fell down with his head in his hands with a miserable scream, and there were light blue soul power floating outside his body, which was the part of his three souls and seven souls that were torn apart by the howl!

Meng Tianjiu only held on for a while, and with a bang, the sword was taken out of his hand, and he took another half step forward with difficulty, and knelt down with a thud.

"Ahh

Li Zhanlou has also reached the limit, this secret method was inadvertently obtained when he was in Tongzhou City, the evil door is weird, but the power is huge.

However, he is like a treasure, and he likes this kind of secret technique of yin damage the most.

It's just that he hasn't had a chance to use it after secretly cultivating, and he dares to compete with Meng Tianjiu and the two for the treasure map, and the biggest reliance is on this secret technique.