MTL - If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified-Chapter 240 let me!

  Chapter 240 Let me do it!

  Chu Yeshan stretched out two fingers, rubbing the center of his brows, looking through the gaps between his fingers, still looking at the mirror in front of him.

  The distance that can be observed by that precious mirror seems to have reached the limit, and the famous horse Zhaoye on the mirror is getting blurred, but Chu Yeshan can still be seen, with Lu Jing on Zhaoye's back.

Lu Jing's body was upright, but his head had drooped down. Chu Yeshan didn't know whether Lu Jing was dead or alive, but when Ying Xuanguang, the prince of Taichonghai in another scene on the mirror, frowned, he stepped on the clouds and walked towards the famous horse. Gone by night.

   Chu Yeshan already knew that Lu Jing was still alive after being shot by Ying Xuanguang.

   "Even if this Lu scene is reflected in the dragon-slaying platform, it is only in the realm of divine fire, but the eldest prince Ying Xuanguang has already built a seven-fold god, and his body is fused with the blood of the dragon, tyrannical and unparalleled.

  Lu Jing was already seriously injured, but he was still able to withstand the arrow without dying. The vitality of his body...is a bit...surprising. "

  Chu Yeshan took a deep breath, the beard on his face was still shaking slightly, and immediately thought of Li Guanlong, the third son of the Li family who died on Wulong Street.

   "Thinking about it now, it's not just me, even many important people in Taixuanjing underestimated Lu Jing's physical talent."

   Chu Yeshan shook his head when he thought of this.

In the huge Taixuanjing, the younger generation talked about talents, even Nan Heyu of the Nanguo government, and Beiquemu, the third prince of the Beique Sea Dragon King who was cut off by Lu Jing, were in the hearts of many people in Taixuanjing. In his eyes, he was much different from Lu Jing.

  Lu Jing is a well-deserved leader of the youth.

   Never thought that even with such a high evaluation, he still underestimated Lu Jing.

   "If I had to choose again, when the third son of the Li family made a move against Lu Jing, I would definitely try my best to persuade him.

  It's a pity that such a character... died like this. "

   Chu Yeshan was full of thoughts, and then let out a long breath.

  He could clearly see from that precious mirror that the qi and blood in the body of the eldest prince Ying Xuanguang were mobilizing the vitality around him.

  Every time he took a step, blood burst out, condensing the vitality around him and turning it into a ladder.

  Ying Xuanguang's majestic body was walking above the middle of the river. It seemed that he was walking slowly, but each step could cover a distance of hundreds of feet.

   "There are countless gods in the world, and watching a dragon become a **** is really different from ordinary gods."

   "Although this Zhaoye Jade Lion is extremely extraordinary, compared with the speed of the eldest prince, even if Zhaoye has already run many miles, at most two or three quarters, he will be overtaken by the eldest prince... Thinking about it, there is no change."

   Chu Yeshan thought so in his heart, and then he was relieved.

  The figures of Zhao Ye and Lu Jing on the mirror went from looming to disappearing completely.

  Chuye Mountain just tapped the mirror lightly, and the mirror seemed to have a spirit, rippling a burst of ripples, and within a short while, there were mountain ranges, dry rivers, and more endless plains.

  On the plain, many people are staggering, trying to escape from the middle of the river, so as not to starve to death.

  Chu Ye Mountain set his eyes on it, glanced at the people in a hurry, with a little dodge in his eyes, and then carefully observed the vast plains, rugged mountains and dry rivers.

   "Father will personally **** the Seventh Prince to come when Lutan shows signs. Since His Highness insists on using blood sacrifices to absorb the power of the blood mist in the sky, we, as subjects, must find a good place for him no matter what."

   "If you want to achieve great things, sometimes you can't be too pedantic... As for the people of the river in the middle of the river... just pay back more in the future."

   Chu Yeshan looked down at the mirror, comforting himself in his heart.

  It was already evening at this time, the sky was reflecting the sunset glow, falling on the blood mist, the whole land became blood-colored hazy, giving people a very strange feeling.

  The most fertile place in Dafu in the past has now become such a haunted place.

  The son of a prince is looking for a place for blood sacrifice.

  Chen Shangu was forcibly held down by the Tsing Yi woman Chi Su in the sword light, and escaped from Taichonghai Prince.

  On the river, the body of Bailong Fu Yunqi was blown by the breeze, and the white hair on the dragon's head was still fluttering slightly.

  Everything looks lonely and desolate.

   Then there is another place, but it is full of murderous intent.

  Zhao Ye felt that Lu Jing was still alive, the veins under the horse's body burst out, all the blood and energy in his body had already been mobilized, and all four horse legs showed phantoms.

  It is working hard to protect Lu Jing in its own way.

  Because of the black-clothed sword armor, Zhao Ye couldn't remember his previous master for a long time. He didn't know that Gao Li, who was holding the famous sword and mountain ghost, died at the hands of Nan Fengmian and Lu Jing.

  It only knows that its master is Lu Jing, who once bloomed with golden light, forcing back the evil strong man.

  The master is about to die, and Zhao Ye can clearly feel the terrifying dragon coercion from afar, like a cloud of dark clouds, sweeping towards this side.

  So Zhao Ye ran even faster, and even drops of blood and sweat flowed out of his body.

  It is squeezing all its strength, all its blood.

  The sky is getting darker.

  The eldest prince strolled over with his hands behind his back.

  He walked through the flat wilderness, and when chasing Zhao Ye and Lu Jing, his eyes even patrolled left and right. He was watching the mountains and rivers in the middle of the river, looking for a place suitable for building a blood sacrifice formation.

"Build another blood sacrifice formation. If it can run for half a year, absorb the blood mist in the sky, and arrest some creatures, I can touch the threshold of the eightfold god, and maybe I can build a master **** with blood and blood. .”

  Eldest Prince Ying Xuanguang thought this in his heart, his eyes were quite calm, as if chasing and killing Lu Jing was just a trivial matter for him.

   In the eyes of many people, this is the case.

  There is still a lot of gap between the speed of Zhao Ye, who is running fast, and the speed of the eldest prince Ying Xuanguang.

  So when two or three quarters time flies away.

   Zhao Ye's body, which was originally full of many muscles, suddenly became stiff.

  The white horse only felt a heavy to the extreme coercion falling, a kind of fear from the depths of the blood swept over.

  If Lu Jing is here, with Lu Jing's qi and blood flowing, and his saber intent and sword intent running, Zhao Ye had never noticed how powerful and oppressive the eldest prince Ying Xuanguang, who has the blood of a heavenly dragon, is.

  When Lu Jing was in a deep sleep, there was no more energy and blood flowing in his body, nor was there any energy gathering. The coercion of the eldest prince swept across, and Zhao Ye shivered as if he was frozen.

  But the white horse still galloped vigorously and never abandoned Lu Jing.

   At some point, Ying Xuanguang had an extra sword in his hand.

   This is the seven-star sword of the Jixia Jiange in the Qi Kingdom.

  Lu Jing used it as a shield to block the keel arrow, and when Ying Xuanguang was walking in the void, he pulled out the sword.

   "The sword of the second-grade heavy craftsman is of the same rank as that of the Falling Dragon Bow. This is an unexpected harvest."

  Ying Xuanguang held the seven-star sword in one hand. He saw Zhao Ye's figure from a distance, his body was roaring with energy and blood, mixed with a ray of heavenly dragon's energy, thick and terrifying.

  Mysterious kung fu was running in his body, and when he threw it casually, the Seven Star Sword was like a falling meteorite, heading towards Zhao Ye who was running.

   Except for blood and strength, there is no mystery in it, it is purely your own terrible physique that threw this sword.

   But even so, it also contained extreme power, and the blood scraped through the void, and the void even burst out with rumbling and vibrating sounds!

   Hum!

  The voice reverberated, and Zhao Ye moved forward frantically. It could clearly sense that Lu Jing's body had undergone some changes, and it seemed to become more...heavier.

  Perhaps, as long as a few quarters of an hour is delayed, life can be exchanged!

  In the sky, a transparent mist emerged and merged into Lu Jing's body.

  Lu Jing... also slowly opened his eyes at this moment.

  At this moment, the seven-star sword carried a soaring evil spirit, surging blood, and the blood burst out from around the seven-star sword even turned into a tangled dragon, roaring towards Lu Jing, trying to devour him completely.

  Lu Jing's body was in severe pain, his face was still pale, the innate blood in his body was broken, and the Martial Dao Dayang and Daxue Mountain were already full of cracks.

  The same is true for his primordial spirit, whose light was dim and seriously injured.

  The only difference is that the divine fire between Lu Jing's eyebrows has long since disappeared, and it seems to have merged into Lu Jing's primordial spirit, making Lu Jing's eyes and body burn all the time.

  Under the immortal physique, when Lu Jing melted away the divine fire, the recovery speed of the physical body and primordial spirit became faster, and Lu Jing's eyes became calmer.

  He was about to lower his head to touch Zhao Ye who was running wildly, when suddenly, a sword light flashed from the sky!

  The sword light is like white jade, pure white and dazzling.

  The dark sky was completely illuminated, and even the blood-colored clouds in the sky were illuminated white.

  After the hot white light, a familiar sword rose from top to bottom and soared into the sky.

  Like a white light rising from the ground, the clouds in the sky reflect tassels.

  Where the white light passed, it brought a downpour of rain and a gust of wind.

   But this violent wind and heavy rain is not like Lu Jing's supernatural power of summoning the wind and summoning the rain. For example, every drop of rain and every wave of wind and waves in the dark wind and rain carry the whistling sword energy.

  The sword energy is like wind and rain, cutting away the clouds and mist in the void. Under the accumulation of vitality, the void is like a calm lake, but at this moment, a torrential flood is aroused, and a violent wave bursts out.

  Sword energy is like wind and rain, also like flood waves, rushing straight up.

   Chi!

  With a muffled sound, the Seven Star Sword was enveloped in dense wind and rain sword energy, making a muffled sound.

When the two collided, the wind and rain sword qi shattered in an instant, and because the seven-star sword was not successfully blessed, it was just thrown with blood. When the blood was exhausted, the seven-star sword fell straight down again, and the sword light disintegrated , The sword that inspired white light also pierced through the clouds and returned in an instant.

   "Seven feet of jade?"

   Lu Jing raised his brows slightly, and he patted the horse lightly. Zhao Ye's originally stiff body suddenly relaxed, and his speed slowly slowed down, and then he turned his head sideways.

   Lu Jing had a gentle smile on his face, and stroked the white mane of the horse...

  And from the mist that disappeared from the seven-foot jade tool, a man in green clothes with a sword slowly walked out.

   "Wind and rain sword energy, seven-foot jade tool, Yu Xingdao Luo Shubai?"

The eldest prince Ying Xuanguang was still walking in the clouds and mists. He frowned, looked around the vast river road, and said with a smile: "I have also heard that Nan Heyu of Yuxing Island has always had some entanglements with this land scene, and even let Nanguo The Duke's Mansion became the laughing stock of Taixuanjing, and also caused Taixuan Tianjiao to bear the infamy of being blind.

   This Lutan opportunity appeared on Hezhong Road. I don’t know how many strong men came from Taixuanjing. Today I want to kill Lu Jing. Many strong men in Taixuanjing didn’t help, they just watched with cold eyes.

  But I never thought that Yu Xingdao Gaotu came here with a first-grade famous sword, which is a bit... strange. "

  When Ying Xuanguang spoke, there was no seriousness in his tone.

  The name of Yu Xingdao Luo Shubai can be regarded as well known in the world.

  In particular, Yu Xingdao has two swords that are handed down to the world, and it has attracted the attention of countless people. Luo Mingyue is also a world-renowned master of swordsmanship. She also made a great achievement during the spiritual tide.

  It's just...Ying Xuanguang has practiced for many years longer than Luo Shubai. Even if Luo Shubai has the talent of heaven, Ying Xuanguang's cultivation level is enough to overwhelm Luo Shubai.

  Because of this, even though Luo Shubai came with a sword, Ying Xuanguang still stood upright and came towards Lu Jing, with some curiosity in his words.

  Luo Shubai turned his head to look at Lu Jing, and then saluted Lu Jing.

   "Mr. Lu Jing."

  Even Lu Jing was a little surprised, he and Luo Shubai only met once, in the small pavilion of the study building.

  The two admired each other, and even exchanged swords, but there was no deeper friendship between them.

  There was a deep enmity between Ying Xuanguang and Lu Jing. Lu Jing beheaded Prince Xuanwei, and reflected on the dragon-killing platform. He was born to be the enemy of the dragons in the world.

  Even if Luo Shubai came here with his sword, Ying Xuanguang would never show mercy, and even this Yuxing Island genius would pay a very heavy price.

  Luo Shubai was not ignorant of the danger, but he still blocked the meteorite-like seven-star sword, which made Lu Jing puzzled.

Luo Shubai sighed in his heart, looked at Zhaoye Mingma again, and said to Lu Jing, "Mr. Lu Jing, Shubai has a few life-saving treasures, and will try his best to hold back the Taichonghai prince. , you just go on horseback, you only need to walk three hundred miles, escape into the forest, and if he wants to find you again, I'm afraid it won't be that easy..."

  Luo Shu's Bai Yuanshen had just landed, but Lu Jing still rode Zhao Ye and stayed where he was: "Why does Mr. Luo want to help me?"

  Lu Jing asked, Luo Shubai hesitated for a very short time, and then smiled a little on his face, and said calmly: "Actually, I am not the only one who came to help you.

   It's just that I walked faster, and I was a few steps ahead.

  As for why I helped you...probably because...Mr.'s death is a very bad thing for many people. "

  The souls of the two people circulated, but only for a moment.

  But at this moment, Ying Xuanguang, who was originally filling the void, suddenly bent down into the void and bounced out.

  In an instant, it seemed as if a sky dragon was roaring, its shadow was flickering, and the qi and blood brought up raging waves from all directions, pressing across!

  Ying Xuanguang's eyes were cold.

  He will definitely kill Lu Jing today.

  Even the two Yu Xingdao Luo Shubai...don't stop him!

   "Sir, let's go quickly."

  Luoshu Bai Yuanshen flowed, and the seven-foot jade tool came out of the body.

  Lu Jing Yuanshen arrived in an instant.

   "There is Mr. Lauro...it's just that this matter has nothing to do with you."

   "Let Lu Jing come."

  (end of this chapter)