Lu Yushu nodded.

The nanny followed Zhao Jiuzhou for twelve years, and their apprentices naturally knew trust.

He entered the meditation room from the auxiliary building.

The meditation room is burning with fragrance, which seems to be mixed with some strange smell, which is a bit stuffy and uncomfortable.

Lu Yu's book wanted to open the window to breathe, but soon, his eyes were attracted by a boxing book placed in front of him.

"This is!?"

Lu Yushu was filled with energy: "Dragon-shaped fist?"

He looked around and saw that the master was not there, there was no one around, and then...

"Did Brother Li say the good thing that means the master wants to pass on me in the Dragon-shaped Fist? Then I'll see it first."

With this idea, Lu Yushu quickly read the boxing guide.

Then……

Nothing happened.

Five minutes later, Lu Lianxiao, who was wearing a mask, entered the meditation room and dragged Lu Yushu, who seemed to be dead, to the next leisure room.

He looked at the master of body training and repeated his actions when he was in the Internet cafe.

Point at his head, hold a sword, and stab it down.

"laugh!"

The sword edge penetrates.

Lu Yushu's body twitched, and there was no movement at all.

life.

It's so fragile.

The world of warriors.

It's so dangerous.

Since then, all the four great vajras of Longquan Gate have been killed.

After doing this, Lu Lianxiao waited quietly, and from time to time sent messages on Wang Li and Lu Yushu's mobile phones.

A few minutes later, another warrior from Longquan Gate arrived and entered the meditation room.

Soon, Lu Lianxiao did the same thing and dragged someone out.

Ten minutes later, the second person...

Wait for another ten minutes, the third person.

He only takes advantage of the information and the habitual part of human nature.

It was so simple that the warriors of Longquan Gate were introduced into traps and killed one by one.

From beginning to end, no suspicion arises.

The process seems incredible.

"laugh!"

Lu Lianxiao pulled the sword out of the warrior's head.

Since then, Zhao Jiuzhou, the leader of the Longquan Sect, including fourteen registered warriors, has been reduced to corpses and dies in silence and joy.

"Longquan Gate..."

Lu Lianxiao shook the blood stained on his sword.

Then, the auxiliary building...

Take off the mask and throw it into the rain.

He strode forward and walked towards Longquan Gate.

Even at night at Longquan Gate, there are often more than two warriors on duty. In addition, the apprentices on duty at Longquan Gate itself usually have four to five people.

The situation is special today, and there are more people here.

When he came to the hall where the lights were turned on in Longquan Gate, he could see fifteen or sixteen people sitting in the lounge area.

Either play cards, play games, or watch movies.

Seeing Lu Lianxiao, these people were stunned. A man who seemed to be in the lead came out: "Who are you looking for?"

"I am Lu Lianxiao, the acting leader of the original Tiandao Sword Sect. Tonight, there will be endless thunder and sudden wind and rain. I will come to Longquan Sect to restore the hatred of the Tiandao Sword Sect to destroy the family..."

Lu Lianxiao's eyes swept over a dozen people: "Do you want to fight for Longquan Sect?"

Revenge of the Sect Master of the Heavenly Dao Sword Sect!?

The warriors’ battle!?

Sect battle!?

This will kill someone!

More than a dozen people in the field changed their faces immediately.

...

The Tiandao Sword Sect, Longquan Gate, Tianfeng Martial Arts Hall, Sixiang Gate and other martial arts forces do not belong to the real ancient martial arts sect.

People come here to practice martial arts, either to strengthen their bodies, to work in the future, or to have a good starting point in joining the army.

The apprentice and the martial arts hall are just a relationship of money transactions.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be only fourteen people who would be a registered warrior in the entire Longquan Sect.

None of the ten people who are willing to die for the sect.

Like the Tiandao Sword Sect, dozens of disciples were a month ago. With Lu Changge's death, Longquan Gate was eyeing him, and dozens of people soon dispersed.

At present, if fifteen or sixteen people in the field rushed forward, Lu Lianxiao turned around and left.

But in fact, he killed three leaders, and the rest were scared and scattered.

It can be foreseen that after the news of the deaths of several core warriors of Zhao Jiuzhou, Wang Li, Lu Yushu, Gaoyuan, and Wei Guang will be heard, the disciples of Longquan Sect will definitely withdraw from Longquan Sect as soon as possible to avoid being involved in the battles of the martial arts sects.

From now on, Qimingxing City will no longer have Longquan Gate.

"thunderbolt!"

Lightning breaks the sky!

Completely illuminate the heavy rainy night.

It also reflects the empty hall of Longquan Gate and the three blood-flowing corpses under the pale light.

Blood is everywhere.

It seemed like a thriller scene in the scene.

Lu Lianxiao looked up.

The lights were turned off one by one in the room.

The Longquan Gate, which was still a little noisy not long ago, was completely quiet and no sound came out.

Early in the morning.

Everything is silent.

Only the wind and rain are blowing.

Lu Lianxiao wiped the unrolled sword in his hand against a corpse.

it's over.

He turned around, went out, and threw himself into the rain.

At the same time, I took out my cell phone and dialed a landline number.

"here it is……"

“Martial Arts Association.”
Chapter completed!