Is the graviophone of the wild goose the god of heaven and earth?

Before entering the trial space, Su Jian had doubted the identity of this person.

But at this time, there was no Yan Liusheng present, and what Lu Fengming said was not convincing.

"He's been killed by me," Lu Fengming said.

"Why did you kill him? Could it be because he was a member of the Heaven and Earth Divine Marquis?" asked Su Jian in surprise.

Even Wu Mei'er was a little surprised.

She had heard: After Yun Xingkong and Yan Liusheng failed to assassinate Bai Xiangting, they were injured and fled, but they unexpectedly died in the hands of Lu Fengming?

And Su Jian was in the Chen family ancestral hall and saw the last side of Yan Liusheng.

If it weren't for the delicate mechanism in the coffin, Yan Liusheng would have died under his knife.

"It doesn't matter if he is a person from the God of Heaven and Earth, the key is that he resists arrest, so he has to die!" Lu Fengming said with a gloomy face.

Lu Fengming couldn't conclude either: Is Yan Gramophon really dead?

That night in the barren forest was so strange that it still haunts him to this day.

The reason why he said this was nothing more than to exert strong psychological pressure on Su Jian.

"Are all those who resist arrest going to die?" asked Su Jian coldly.

"That's good!" Lu Fengming replied categorically.

"But now that you have killed Hua Wanshu, that is, you have killed the God of Heaven and Earth, don't you need to track him down in the future?"

"He is by no means the god of heaven and earth," Lu Fengming suddenly drew his sword and shook a sword flower on Hua Wanshu's face.

The skin of that face suddenly split apart.

If there is no profound understanding and accurate grasp of swordsmanship, Lu Fengming's trick will gradually become charming, and it will scratch the face of "Hua Wanshu".

However, as soon as he went down with his sword, he cut the mask on the face of "Hua Wanshu" into pieces.

The original face of "Hua Wanshu" was still intact, and not even a slight sword mark was left.

This person is really not Hua Wanshu!

He is also one of the strong men in the welcoming procession.

It's just that his figure is relatively delicate.

Dressed up with flowers and thousands of trees, it looks vivid.

"Su Daxia saw it?" the corners of Lu Fengming's mouth rose slightly.

There was also a hint of smugness in his eyes.

What does he want Su Jian to see?

Is it just to see the true face of this man?

Su Jian knew very well in his heart: by no means!

He was showing off his swordsmanship to Su Jian!

Lu Fengming is by no means a person who likes to show off.

The only purpose he had in doing this was to warn Su Jian!

"I saw it!" Su Jian sneered.

"So this case, we must continue to investigate it until the truth is revealed," Lu Fengming said unhurriedly.

He has been this kind of performance from the moment he appeared.

He didn't mean to make a move on Su Jian.

But he was not in a hurry to leave.

"Okay! I hope Lu Zhutou succeeds as soon as possible, Hua Wanshu doesn't seem to be here," Su Jian said indifferently.

"Haha! Su Daxia doesn't have to rush me away," Lu Fengming laughed loudly, "Hua Wanshu is not here, but Su Daxia is here!"

"I don't understand what Lu Zhutou means," Su Jian's pupils began to contract.

Wu Mei'er heard the meaning of the conversation between the two.

She suddenly had a premonition: Lu Fengming was also here for Su Jian, and she couldn't help but sweat and wet her clothes again.

She held the Ziwei soft sword tightly in her little hand, even if she fought to the death, she would never let Lu Fengming move Su Jian's cold hair.

It was to protect her that Su Jian was put in danger.

She felt that she was really ashamed of Su Jian!

However, Su Jian suddenly gently held her little hand.

Although he was deeply poisoned, his big hand was still dry and warm.

Just be held by his big hand.

Wu Mei'er immediately felt impetuousness, anxiety, anger, panic and other bad emotions in her heart, and suddenly all stabilized.

The soul becomes clear and serene.

It is like a white lotus in the middle of the lake.

Elegant, clear and far-reaching.

In the current dangerous situation of this great enemy, only by maintaining a calm heart can we have a chance to break through the situation.

"I'm going to take Su Daxia back to the capital," Lu Fengming finally said his true intention.

"But Lu Zhutou has already said believe me, I killed all the people who should be killed, and the cases that should not be killed have nothing to do with me," Su Jian asked angrily, "Why do you regret it now?"

"Su Daxia! I think you understand this truth more deeply than you do in the next place," Lu Fengming smiled, "Su Daxia is in the rivers and lakes for a day, and the rivers and lakes will not be at peace for a day! And you just need to follow me to the capital to meet my master." His old man will give you a judgment and clear up the wrongs of Su Daxia. Maybe I can give you a surprise, wouldn't it be nice to let Su Daxia be the marquis and worship the prime minister, a very popular minister?"

Lu Fengming's words did sound tempting, but unfortunately Su Jian was no longer a child.

"What if I refuse to be brought to justice with Lu Zhutou?" Su Jian sneered, "Do you want to end up with Yan Liusheng?"

"I, Lu Fengming, have done my best to be benevolent," Lu Fengming's face instantly became gloomy, "If Su Daxia insists on going his own way, Lu will only have to learn from Su Daxia! But Su Daxia don't worry, you are not a wild goose, and there is no reason to die, so Lu will capture you alive today!"

"Do you think I've been poisoned deeply?" Su Jian's hand holding the knife was indeed trembling slightly.

What is needed for a master duel is a stable hand and a stable heart, both of which are indispensable!

Obviously, Su Jian didn't make a move at this time, and he had already lost half of himself.

"Alas, so why are you struggling for no more pointlessness?" Lu Fengming sighed softly.

Then suddenly the sword was drawn out of the sheath!

His iron sword is the true inheritance of the famous family, the combination of rigidity and softness, and the flexion is free!

When it is fierce, it is thunderous, the tiger roars and the dragon roars; when it is soft, it is elegant and upright, free and elegant!

But whether it is rigid and soft, or a combination of rigidity and softness, Lu Fengming's swordsmanship is already comparable to that of Yan Liusheng.

Because whether it is Lu Fengming's experience and insight, or his means and mentality, they are incomparable to Yan Gramosheng.

His iron sword flashed coldly, and it had already pierced Su Jian's shoulder blade.

Lu Fengming's sword really didn't seem to be trying to take Su Jian's life, just to arrest him.

But how could Su Jian be caught?

As long as he doesn't want to do something, no one can force him to do it.

As long as he wants to leave, no one can stop him!

Although every time he drew his knife now, he would be one step closer to death, his knife was still unsheathed in an instant!

With a flash of the knife, it slashed at Lu Fengming's legs!

Su Jian no longer has the strength to kill, especially a master like Lu Fengming.

Therefore, his sword demonic qi was weakened, and he no longer had a strong killing intent that would kill people.

At this time, Su Jian was able to control this knife very well.

Lu Fengming was taken aback, he couldn't imagine that Su Jian would not dodge or dodge in the face of his fierce sword, but would fight him in a desperate way! Baidu read the latest chapter of "Dotting Jianghu Jiezhong Literature" for free as soon as possible.