Spiritual and Martial Conqueror

Chapter one hundred and twenty-seven shots to save people (six more flowers).

Leaving the mountains and looking at the endless forest behind him, Lu Shaoyou sighed slightly, and then let Xiaolong enter his sleeve.

Walking into the continuous building complex, it is somewhat similar to Qingyun Town. The streets are full of people. It is lively. At a glance, the decoration is different. There are people with three teachings and nine classics.

There are basically shops on both sides of the street. There are also a lot of people at the entrance of the street filled with stalls. They are selling various items, there are warriors selling medicinal materials and weapons, and some ordinary people are buying some gadgets.

Lu Xintong seems to come to these places rarely, looking at the dazzling excitement, looking around for some novelty things.

Lu Shaoyou entered a well-established restaurant. There were many guests in the restaurant. He found a quieter table and called the shop's second child. He asked Lu Xintong, "Xintong, what are you going to eat?"

Lu Xintong excitedly ordered a lot of food, and the whole person laughed happily, curious about everything.

Lu Shaoyou looked at the satisfaction of landing Xintong's face, but he was suddenly satisfied in his heart, just like living his own childhood. His own helpless childhood must never allow Xintong to experience it again and again. You must take good care of Xintong and give her a warm and happy childhood.

After the food was served at the second end of the shop, Lu Xintong ate it erroneously, eating a mouthful of oil.

After finishing the meal, Tianshu even sneered indifferently, and then exchanged a glance with Tianxuan, Bai Jingtang, and asked Shen Mo, everyone smiled, and the storage ring in the hand was also swept out of the stream of light. .

Immediately leaving the restaurant, Lu Shaoyou wanted to go out and check the news of the Wudu Mountain Mercenary Corps, and wanted to go back to Wudu City as soon as possible. As for Lu Xintong, he could only take him to Wudu City. If it doesn't work, try to figure it out yourself.

Walking again to the lively street, Lu Shaoyou looked around and walked casually on a wide street. There should be a main street. If there is a mercenary group going to Wudu Mountain, there should be news.

In the streets, most people are dressed as warriors, and their strength is average. There are very few practitioners at the level of martial arts. As for the spirits, Lu Shaoyou has not found it yet.

In fact, this place is not very big. It is just a small place connecting the Wudu Mountains. At best it is the edge of the ancient territory. However, because there are many warriors traveling to and from the Wudu Mountains, it is lively.

After half an hour, Lu Shaoyou heard about the not-so-good news. There were only two mercenary regiments going to Wudu City. There was only one departure to Wudu City yesterday. According to the news from the people who came back, most of the hundreds of mercenaries were already dead in the depths of the Wudu Mountains.

Therefore, there are no mercenary regiments heading to the Wudu Mountain Range, and some other mercenary regiments dare not go to Wudu City, which is too dangerous.

"There was a lively look ahead."

Someone shouted on the street, and many people quickly moved forward to watch.

Lu Shaoyou glanced at it, but he didn't plan to watch it, so as not to cause any trouble.

"Don't go too far at Rakshamon, I'm not too angry at Feiling Gate." There was a shout of noise from the crowd surrounded in front.

"Flying Gate is something, please kneel down for me, or you will be pretty."

"Flying Gate." Lu Shaoyou didn't want to go to see the excitement, but the three characters of Flying Gate attracted Lu Shaoyou's attention. For a week, his father's father, Lu Xintong, wasn't the head of Flying Gate.

"Brother, this is Brother Zhang Mingtao." Lu Xintong immediately pulled the hand of the landing Shaoyou.

Along the way, from Lu Xintong's mouth, Lu Shaoyou also knew about some flying spirit gates. Lu Xintong's father Lu Qing had two apprentices, one named Zhang Mingtao and the other called Zhong Yunzhou. Zhong Yunzhou was escorting Lu Xintong and the blue mother-in-law into the Wudu Mountains During the escape, several other disciples were killed.

Lu Shaoyou hesitated for a moment, and then pulled the landing core to go forward, intending to look at it first.

In the middle of the street, there was a big circle, and there were three young people in the middle of the street. The two young men in yellow gowns seemed to be together. From the breath released by the whole body, one was the level of the seventh samurai. Strength, one is the level strength of the quadruple warrior.

Another young man, 21 or 12 years old, with short hair and big eyes, has a sharp eye in his eyes, but a coarse robe looks a bit dismal, and his cultivation ability is also a quartet of warriors. Lu Shaoyou finally got into the crowd. Looking at the three people, it was already judged that the young man with short hair and big eyes should be Zhang Mingtao.

"Brother, this is Brother Zhang Mingtao." Lu Xintong said.

"Hush ..." Lu Shaoyou made a wink, or look at it first, and from the identity of the two who chased Lu Xintong, within the flying gate, I'm afraid it's not easy.

"It was the people at Fei Lingmen who provoke the people at Rakshamon, and now there is a lot of fun."

"How is the flying spirit gate compared to the Raksha Gate, the strength of the Raksha Gate is much stronger than the take-off Lingmen."

"That's nature. The people at Fei Ling Men have always dared not put one at a loss. They deserve to be bullied."

"What should I do then, the strength of Fei Ling Men is just like that.

Everyone around was talking in a whisper. Lu Shaoyou frowned, and from that he knew some overview of Fei Ling Men. It seems that the strength of Fei Ling Men is lower than he thought.

"What did the two of you want to accidentally bump into you? You have to apologize, and I apologize too. The rabbit is anxious and bites." Zhang Mingtao said, staring at the two young people in front of him.

"Joke, you hit us, is it okay to apologize, hand over ten gold coins, and kneel down to admit mistakes, otherwise you will suffer." Of the two young people at Rakshamon, one on the left Samurai is a cold man for the youth.

"You are too bully, why should you kneel." Zhang Mingtao said.

"Why, our strength is stronger than you." Another young seven-layer warrior who was at the level of the youth's voice did not fall, his feet were shaking, his fierce kick was already arrogantly kicked away to Zhang Mingtao.

Zhang Mingtao suddenly retreated backward, and at the same time greeted him with a palm forward.

"boom……"

When the energy was dissipated, two forces of one palm, one foot touched together, and the collision of true energy pressed the airflow of the space to sound a sonic boom. It fell to the ground after a few meters.

"Quickly admit your mistakes, and now you need twenty gold coins, otherwise, I will kill you and see how dare you Fei Ling Men." The Rakshamon Seventh Samurai Youth snorted coldly, his eyes arrogant.

"I fight with you." Zhang Mingtao climbed up, and his handprints were printed, and a blue palmprint waved out, his breath was distracted, and Zhou Kong swept with a roaring wind.

"Chen-level martial arts." Lu Shaoyou frowned again. This Mingtao only displayed Chen-class martial arts, which should be Chen-class martial arts.

"boom……"

The Seventh Samurai of Rakshamon shot again, and a palm seal directly touched Zhang Mingtao. The sonic boom burst, and Zhang Mingtao's body fell to the ground fiercely, and a blood spewed out of his mouth.

"I don't know if I'm alive, I'm looking for death." The young man who had been on the side of the Rakshamon quadruple samurai snorted coldly, and stepped forward with a long sword and slashed toward Zhang Mingtao.

"Brother, save Zhang Mingtao, save him quickly." Lu Xintong suddenly said anxiously.

Lu Shaoyou hesitated a little, his feet flashed, and he stood up instantly.

Frightened in Zhang Mingtao's eyes, another blood spewed out, and the people watching around him also sighed slightly. This person at Feiling Gate is dead, and it is normal to die a few people here every day.

In particular, the Raksha Gate is also quite powerful in this neighborhood. All the people around it try not to go back to provoke the Raksha Gate. At this time, no one will intervene and only watch the lively.

"Is it so arrogant to be a talented warrior?" At this moment, a voice came out, the voice did not fall, a fingerprint cut across the sky, and lightning struck toward the four warriors.

"Who dares to move me to the people of Rakshamon." The face of the four-layer samurai of Rakshamon changed greatly, and he felt the strength of the opponent was above him. The long sword in his hand suddenly changed direction before the fingerprint.

In the electric light flint of "clang ...", the fingerprints fell on the sword body, igniting a piece of electric light, but at this time, the second fingerprints cut through the space and instantly fell to the unprepared quartet samurai In my heart.

"boom!"

The pupils in the eyes of the four samurai youths at Rakshamon ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ immediately slammed on the ground, and a blood hole in the heart of the eyebrows, the blood flowed out with the brain plasma.

"Who is your lord, dare to take care of my business at Rakshamon." The remaining young seven-layer samurai stared in horror at the landing.

"Only after moving out, Tianshu sneered, and immediately exchanged a glance with Tianxuan and Bai Jingtang, and asked Shen Mo, everyone smiled, and the stream of storage ring in the hand was also swept out.

"You wait, we will not let you off at the Rakshasa Gate." The young man watched the landing and swimed less, said a word to support the scene, and then left in a panic.

"Thank you Master ..." Zhang Mingtao stood up, respecting the back of Shaoyou's landing, and then Lu Shaoyou turned back to see how Shaoyou's landing was several years younger than him, but he was a little surprised. The strength is much stronger than him.

(Six shifts today, but a total of 26,000 words is equivalent to the normal chapter nine shifts. Thanks to the brothers who voted for the flowers and subscribed to support, thank you.

Finally, I asked for flowers again, thank you. There is no update today. The brothers rest early and continue tomorrow. At about 1 am, there will be the first change of tomorrow. ).