From the teleportation array, a middle-aged scholar walked out, his hair tied in a bun, dressed in a silver robe, and holding a folding fan and shaking it gently.

The scholar looked up at the sky, curled the corners of his lips, and showed a smile with a chance of victory, he stomped on his feet, and stepped on a jasper ruyi-shaped magic weapon and soared into the air.

At the moment when he lifted off, Sha Ling took a step back, and with this step, his figure disappeared from the spot.

The middle-aged scholar's Yu Ruyi was much faster than the flying sword of Lu Buwei and the others, and in just a moment, he was unhurriedly behind Lu Buwei and the others.

Lu Buwei looked back at the three disciples, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, since they met this middle-aged scholar, they fled to the present, relying on the pill in their hands, if there was no pill, the three disciples of the Yuan Infant Stage would not be able to fly in space for so long, but now, the pill has been eaten, does he want to watch the disciples fall here? They are all the elite of the sect, and the future of the sect will rely on.

But for now, what else can he think of?

Even if he fights hard, he can only stop the other party a little, and the gap between the fugue period and the first-order scattered immortals is not half a star.

What made him even more discouraged was that the senior of the Tribulation Period, whose face was like a crown of jade and was unusually handsome, was no longer visible, and it seemed that he had made up his mind to ignore this miscellaneous matter.

Lu Buwei said loudly: "Why should the seniors work hard to force each other! The Rain Sword Sect is willing to pay any price to compensate the seniors!"

The middle-aged scholar suddenly sped up and flew side by side with the female disciple of the Rain Sword Sect, he picked up the folding fan, as if holding up the woman's chin, and smiled lightly: "Compensation, it's just this little beauty, haha, the natural Xuanyin body." The old man has never tasted such a delicious delicacy in his life. ”

The female disciple bit her lip, her pretty face flushed, and her chest rose and fell violently, obviously embarrassed and angry. She reluctantly controlled her feelings and said: "If the predecessor comes hard, the little woman would rather break the jade than be complete! The Rain Sword Sect will definitely scatter a hero sticker to avenge the little woman's blood hatred, why would Your Excellency make such a strong enemy because of her beauty?!"

A touch of anger flashed in the middle-aged scholar's eyes, and he said in a weird manner: "Yo, this little lady's little mouth, tsk, if you don't obey." I'll be right in front of you, killing your uncle. He stretched out his hand and shook it, and Lu Buwei, who was more than ten meters away, seemed to be firmly pinched by an invisible hand, and he desperately grabbed the invisible palm between his neck with both hands hard and in vain.

"This is just the first one. The middle-aged scholar said with a smile.

"Uncle Shi, the thief dares!" the other two disciples exclaimed in surprise, and the flying sword was raised, turning into two cold rays, stabbing directly at the middle-aged scholar.

The middle-aged scholar laughed and flexed his fingers. "Cheng Cheng" twice, and the sword flicked away: "Little milk doll." Isn't that how the sword is used?"

"What about this!" the woman suddenly frowned, crushing the jade talisman she was holding firmly in her hand.

A sword light, coming from the sky, was like an antelope hanging its horns, and there was no trace to be found. In the moment when it didn't have time to blink, it turned into an upside-down galaxy, majestic, and unavoidable, even if it was a turn of immortals. I can't avoid this blow!

The middle-aged scholar only had time to block the folding fan in front of his chest, and the sword light was already up to his chest!

His folding fan is not only an indestructible weapon, but also an extremely tough and extremely strong defensive weapon, but unfortunately, he didn't have time to transport a few true yuan, but unfortunately, the sword light came too quickly.

Silently, the fan broke, and the sword light pierced into his robe.

His robe, made of Jin Gang silk, implied a defensive array, but in front of the sword light, it was as fragile as a piece of paper.

The sword light slashed into his chest, slicing his body far away.

"Ah~~~~~h

When the middle-aged scholar was slashed, the spell that trapped Lu Buwei naturally failed. Lu Buwei took two breaths, held the long sword in his hand, and glanced at the three disciples, all three disciples were shocked, but their eyes invariably showed a look of determination.

In that jade talisman, there is a sword move, which is the last defense given to them by the sect, that sword move, extremely strong, can hurt a strong person in the tribulation period, but only one blow, unless the opportunity is very good, it is difficult to kill with one blow, so immediately after, they have to fight for their lives!

Lu Buwei took out a small bottle and swallowed the elixir, the elixir entered his throat, his pale face instantly became ruddy, and the true yuan in his body was abundant, as if he had endless energy.

"Uncle Shi!" the woman exclaimed sadly, this pill is extremely domineering, Lu Buwei temporarily recovered his full strength, and it was a few points stronger than in his heyday, but the consequences were very strict, not only would he be seriously ill, but his cultivation would also fall to the next level!

Lu Buwei gave a comforting smile: "Uncle Shi brought you out, I must try my best to protect you." ”

"Uncle Shi!"

"Hmph, then I will fulfill you!" the middle-aged scholar's cruel voice came, and in an instant, he rushed over in a wolf bèi.

His clothes were torn, and his chest was almost cut in two, however, for cultivators above the Yuan Infant Stage, the body being cut into two sections was not considered a fatal injury, not to mention, the middle-aged scholar was still at the level of a scattered immortal, and the broken part of his chest was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Covered in blood, his hair was scattered, the middle-aged scholar was already angry in his heart, he hadn't been so embarrassed for a long time, he was just playing with a teasing attitude, but now, he was really angry.

also blamed himself for being too careless, after all, the Rain Sword Sect was also a major sect in the Middle Three Realms, and it always had some foundation, he shouldn't have let them take out the magic weapon at the bottom of the box to deal with him.

However, even if he was injured, the true yuan from his chest down was not running smoothly, and half of his strength was gone, so what did it matter, as long as he had two or three percent of his strength, he could pinch them to death lightly!

Without hesitation, Lu Buwei and the three disciples took out the sword at the same time, they were out of the same door, in the face of this crisis situation, they used different sword moves, but they cooperated just right, Lu Buwei's sword move was the main attack, his sword move was like a waterfall pouring, the sword was connected into a piece, making a roaring sound, like wind and thunder, and the sword moves of the three disciples complemented his attack range, so that at the same moment, every direction of the middle-aged scholar was in a state of being attacked.

"Hmph!" The scholar's narrow eyes narrowed, and the jade Ruyi under his feet spun violently, turning into a swirling wind, which surrounded him tightly, and all the sword moves were blocked!

"Are you...... Ruyi Sect?!" Incredible, Lu Buwei blurted out, Ruyi Sect, one of the most famous sects in the Upper Three Realms, they are good at using Ruyi magic weapons, and those who can use Bise Ruyi are only elders level figures!

The middle-aged scholar sneered: "Even if you recognize it, you can't defend it, Lao Tzu has never suffered such a loss in his life!!" As long as their mouths are extinguished, it will not affect the reputation of the Ruyi Sect.

"Hmm...... Is the Ruyi Sect famous?" Suddenly, a voice sounded, clear and clear, with a slight smile, calmly, a figure emerged from the darkness beside Lu Buwei, as if he had been standing there originally, and now he was just stepping out of the door.

He was dressed in a white shirt, his skin was a little whiter than the white shirt, his black hair was like ink, and the heaviest night was not so pure black, his eyes were clear, like stars in the sky, and a few faint red strokes between his eyebrows made him more and more plump like jade. (To be continued......)