The villain, the Son, frantically attacked them in order to survive

Zhuge Jun looked back indifferently.

"Chief Elder."

Another elder from the Xuanjian Shang Pavilion flew up to the Hui Pavilion from below, came to Zhuge Jun's side and cupped his hands.

"Say."

Zhuge Jun never looked at him.

"In the arena below, there is a rogue cultivator who is too heavy-handed, and all the challengers are seriously injured, which has aroused the anger of many people. Do you think that person will expel him from the Martial Arts Conference?"

The elder bowed and asked.

"No need."

"Since I've already said that it's only about victory or defeat, regardless of life or death, no matter how fierce the battle is on the stage or how serious the injuries are, it's not against the rules."

Zhuge Jun chuckled lightly, with a strange look in his eyes.

"This...I understand."

The elder still hesitated, but still bowed and retreated.

It is naturally impossible for Mr. Zhuge to do anything to that casual cultivator... because he still has to rely on him. After entering the Heavenly Burial Vein, he will attack Lu Mu and Luo Shuangning.

Of course, if he could seize the opportunity, it would be enough to just kill Xue Jianxian.

It would be even better if they could find an opportunity to defeat them one by one. Anyway, Mr. Zhuge had arranged a way out, and he was not too worried about being jointly sought by the Asura Palace and the Lu clan afterwards.

On the martial arts viewing platform, people from many sects and aristocratic families also began to gradually appear on the stage.

The Foehn adjusted his breath for half an hour, but he still didn't recover to its full strength, so he jumped up again, jumped to one of the three unoccupied challenge stone platforms, and sat down on the spot.

He has the strength to fight again, and he is confident that the ones who can beat him in this match are just one-handed.

The charming elder Hongye from Yemei Palace whispered a few words to the girl in black skirt beside her. The latter nodded slightly, then got up straight away, occupying one of the two empty stone platforms.

With the appearance of these aristocratic sects, the Martial Arts Conference has fallen into a fever at this time!

"……it's time."

Murong Zun glanced at Lu Mu slightly, then slowly got up.

He circulated his true energy, and the power of yin and yang spread out a black and white chaotic and disorderly virtual bridge, extending all the way to... the stone platform where Luo Shuangning was.

"The young master of the Murong Clan is on the stage."

"He seemed to be heading straight for that Snow Sword Immortal... Sure enough, it was exactly as I expected."

"There must be a good show to watch now. The Son of Asura probably also came for that Snow Sword Immortal. Now the two of them are eyeing the same person, hehe..."

In the eyes and words of many monks, Murong Zun stepped onto the black and white virtual bridge.

The first section#The second volume of Holy Son's Travel Notes: Chapter 56: You have a good reputation, so what?

When Murong Zun took that step, his whole body seemed to be integrated with the virtual bridge, the black and white qi permeated, it was actually illusory, as if the breath and the posture had already intertwined and changed in the virtual and real.

His steps were solid, but it seemed that he had never moved, but when he realized it again, he had already stepped on the stone platform.

"What kind of Taoism is this?"

"It's hard to distinguish the deficiency and reality of this yin and yang dual qi, and it's impossible to see through it."

"I heard that this young master Murong is one of the six great gifts from heaven. He is practicing the 'Yin Yang Dao Jing', which is only practiced by the first ancestors of the Murong clan. The secret classics are very mysterious..."

Luo Shuang watched Murong Zun go up the stone platform, Liu Mei couldn't help frowning slightly.

She must have heard of Murong Zun.

Moreover, his reputation is much better than Lu Mu's... At least a year ago, the outside world's evaluation of Lu Mu was quite polarized. Those who appreciate him should look down on the world, showing their arrogant nature Those who are not used to his demeanor will feel that this Son of Shura is arrogant and short-tempered.

And this Murong Zun treats people kindly, but as the young master of a big family, he is good at lowering his profile and making friends with people.

This Murong Zun's appearance is very good at disguising, his mind is deep and cunning and dark, he is a handsome young man in the eyes of outsiders, but only Lu Mu knows that this person's hypocrisy is at its peak.

Moreover, in the early years, this Murong Zun sent people to Wanjian Qianshan to make friends with her. Luo Shuangning was dissatisfied in the end because of the diligent staffing.

"...What does this guy want to do?"

A coldness appeared in Lu Mutong's pupils.

This Murong Zun is so gentle and gentle on the surface, but he knows that this guy is as dark as ink, full of dirty thoughts, even a family sister who is related to blood can be ruthless and sure to kill, so there is no need to say anything about it to outsiders.

What good can you do with Luo Shuangning?

This guy is not the same as that Foehn, the thoughts in his mind have nothing to do with seeking the Tao.

His eyes were cold and cold, and he silently channeled the qi in his hands, so he had already made a plan, if Murong Zun had the slightest movement, he would directly kill him.

"I have heard for a long time that the Snow Sword Immortal is like Hanfang, and the sword is like Shuanghua. Seeing him today, the reputation is well-deserved."

Murong Zun bowed his hands to Luo Shuangning humbly.

Luo Shuangning said lightly, "You're welcome."

"A long time ago, I intended to make friends with you, but the people I sent all said that you were obsessed with cultivation. It is a blessing to see you today."

Murong Zun continued, with a bit of regret in his tone.

But a trace of disgust flashed across Luo Shuang's brows, her jade hands trembled slightly, and the Liuyunwen sword hummed lightly, with awe-inspiring sword intent.

She said indifferently: "Young Master Murong came to this stage, is it just to chat with me?"

"If so, don't waste your time."

In fact, Luo Shuangning was quite indifferent to this guy.

Good reputation?

Murong Zun has a good reputation, does he have anything to do with Luo Shuangning?

It's not those women who have peach blossoms in their hearts and fall in love with a handsome and handsome man. This Murong Zun is just an ordinary stranger to Luo Shuangning, and Luo Shuangning doesn't believe in such things as fame now.

She has traveled to several large domains in this world twice, and she has seen many people who are gentle on the surface and have excellent statements, but in fact they hide ghosts, sinister and vicious people.

Luo Shuangning also didn't think that the Murong Zun in front of him was such a pure and kind person.

She is not stupid.

When I was still cultivating in Wanjian Qianshan, this Young Master Murong sent someone to give gifts every one or two months, and conveyed some words of intention to make friends with him, but she ignored her, because she was really addicted to cultivation and came more often It just made her a little irritable, not really disgusted.

However, when his evil spirit was out of control, his strength was greatly damaged, and he was ridiculed by the other Jianfeng disciples of Wanjian Qianshan, and when he fell into trouble, the gift giving stopped.

Luo Shuang didn't bother to pay attention, after all, her cultivation base had regressed, and there was no hope of recovery, and it was impossible for the young master of the great clan to continue doing that useless work just for her skin.

Then, Lu Mu came.

One person prevented the Lu family from retiring the marriage, and brought an extremely precious elixir, as well as the "hope" that Luo Shuangning wanted to hear most in his heart.

Everyone thought she was unknown, and when she was no longer dazzling, he cast a beam of light that Luo Shuangning would never forget.

Even if she and Lu Mu didn't look at each other pleasingly at all at that time, the relationship was not even as good as that of strangers.

But Luo Shuang remembered.

As for Murong Zun, she had long forgotten about it.

Lu Mu is the only man who can leave a mark in her small and indifferent heart.

"……cut."

Murong Zun felt a little impatient in his heart.

If it weren't for seeing that this woman is capable, it would be worth all the effort to win her over, would he be worthy of coming to this impoverished Northeast Region, the young master of the Murong clan?

Looking at it now, it's quite embarrassing.

He was dissatisfied in his heart, but Murong Zun's smile on the surface remained unchanged, he just said: "Of course not, I came to the stage this time to ask Snow Sword Immortal for advice."

As he spoke, he tapped lightly with his fingers, the black and white virtual bridge slowly dissipated, and the two colors of true energy came with his thoughts, and in the middle of nowhere, a black and white long sword condensed in Murong Zun's hand, the black and white sword The light is faintly shining, as if it wants to choose someone and devour it.

"Although I have never practiced swords, it's just a sparring after all. Don't care about the outcome."

Murong Zun pointed at the sword, making the long sword seem to be his body, like an arm and a finger.

"good."

Luo Shuangning only responded like this.

She stopped talking nonsense, and directly drew out her sword, with a single finger of the Liuyunwen sword, the Lengsha sword radiated everywhere, and a fierce and sharp sword slashed towards Murong Zun.

Luo Shuang's sword was as fast as lightning, and the moment he struck it was thunderous, full of coercion.

The cold snow was flying, and the coldness filled half of the martial arts arena, attracting the eyes of countless monks.

This is the first time she draws her sword to meet the enemy.

With a single shot, all four seats are stunning.

Murong Zun held the True Qi Sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing forward, with a swirl of sword energy, the black and white long sword was like a living thing, the sword shadows were heavy, and black and white blades of light intersected.

The sonorous sound resounded like a tide, sparks splashed everywhere.

The two people's true intentions met and collided, and the fight was tied for a while.

Luo Shuang condensed sword qi vertically and horizontally, with sharp and deep evil intentions. Murong Zun didn't understand swordsmanship, but this black and white true qi blended with yin and yang, with a tendency of balance, and communicated with each other. There is no need to go all out to win or lose.

The distance between the two of them was half a stone platform, and the black and white true energy collided with the Lengsha sword force constantly. Neither of them rushed forward, trying to comprehend more mysteries from the true meaning of each other's moves.

After a moment of stalemate like this, suddenly, Luo Shuangning stabbed out with a sword, and the sword light pierced through the air, pointing directly at Murong Zun's chest.

A sudden hand.

Murong Zun didn't panic, the zhenqi sword in his hand dissipated in an instant, showing a yin and yang phenomenon, and shattered the sword light.

Sincerity was confused, both of them stopped.

"I have heard that the relationship between Xue Jianxian and Mr. Lu is not very good?"

But at this time, Murong Zun's casual question made Luo Shuang's eyes narrow.

Section 57#The Second Volume of Holy Son’s Travel Notes: Chapter [-]: You are much worse than him

Luo Shuang's hand holding the sword tightened a little, her pretty face became more indifferent.

What does Murong Zun mean by this?

"I don't know, but it's true?"

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the deep color in his eyes was like a hidden tide.

"What is my relationship with him, and what does it have to do with you, Young Master Murong?"

Luo Shuangning's voice was cold, her eyes were indifferent, neither happy nor sad nor angry, she seemed not interested in this question.

"No, but I also have some curiosity. It is said that the Holy Son of Asura once had a great conflict with you at the Hundred Gates Forum, and even caused dissatisfaction with Brother Wenxu... I also heard that he and you There is a marriage contract, but based on my guess, Mr. Lu's personality is not very attractive, and he may not be interested in this marriage?"

The smile on the corner of Murong Zun's mouth became more and more intense, as if everything was under control, which seemed a bit playful.

Lu Mu also listened to all his words, but he still didn't understand that Murong Zun was deliberately trying to drive a wedge between him and Luo Shuangning. The heart is sinister.

His face was as dark as rain, and his palms were beating with a touch of scarlet gold.

And Luo Shuangning's face was also indifferent, without any emotional disturbance, she raised her eyes lightly, looked at Murong Zun, and said: "But I never knew that Young Master Murong cares about these things?"

"Shuang Ning's memory is pretty good. At least, Young Master Murong, you have sent servants from your clan to bother me quite a few times."

Her words were as cold as a knife.

"It's just... those people couldn't be seen later, just when my cultivation base was greatly damaged."

Luo Shuang said coldly, with a hint of ridicule and disdain in her eyes.

"Hehe... Immortal Xuejian's evil spirit is out of control and her cultivation base has been greatly reduced. I also know about it. I originally planned to visit in person, but after thinking about it, I'm afraid you won't have the heart to meet guests at that time. Going to bother, but it seems that I don't know the etiquette."

Murong Zun slightly lowered his eyes to hide the flash of anger, but he didn't show the slightest bit on his face.

Of course, he could hear that Luo Shuangning knew what he was planning, and Murong Zun himself admitted that if this Luo Shuangning fell from the position of Tianjiao, it would be a waste of time to make friends with him. What's wrong?

But the woman's words seemed to have the meaning of ridiculing him, she really didn't know how to flatter him!