MTL - Building The Ultimate Fantasy-Chapter 31 Appeared! Son's Pressure

Escape ... Escape?

Chen Beixun stood alone on the fishing boat, watching the lonely boat that was fast and far away, a little hesitant.

In the sword school, the status level is divided according to the number of swords in the sword box.

The first-class martial arts side is qualified to carry the sword box and step into the level of the grandmaster warrior. Two swords can be hidden in the sword box.

There are two swords in the sword box of Master Yixiang and Master four.

Beginning with the Grandmaster Wuxiang, every time he raises, a sword will be added to the sword box.

Twenty-six ring masters and warriors, four swords can be hidden in the sword box.

The highest and the highest is the Jiuxiang Grandmaster. Seven swords can be lost in the sword box.

Also, the seven swords can be specially crafted by the master swordsmith, which is a world-class weapon.

This is a tradition that the sword school has spread since ancient times.

I am a master of swordsman warriors on the lone boat, with four swords hidden in the sword box, but the six-song master ...

I can be such a strong man.

I actually betrayed my original plan and fled without looking back!

Nie Changqing opened the lake with one sword, and twenty swords came out, splitting the flower boat twenty, killing dozens of Confucian students, and scared the six-sect master of the sword school?

北 Chen Beixun's body shook slightly.

He suddenly understood why Lu Fan was so calm and fearless.

的 The strength of this sect abandon ...

It looks like a monster!

Fishing boat.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan were also full of fear.

They looked at Chen Beixun, and their faces gradually appeared: "Chen Beixun, you lied to us ?! Say good and get rid of Lu Ping'an!"

I wish Yishan growl in a low voice.

野 Liu Ye looked at Chen Beixun and was not friendly.

Yesterday, Chen Beixun came to them overnight and conspired for one night, swearing pledges that the sword faction intervened in this matter and would get rid of Lu Fan while landing on a boat and heading to Drunk Dust Pavilion.

However, everything today is the same as farting.

The masters of the Sword School were scared away without even showing up!

They ... were sold!

They can imagine that Lu Fan turned back to find the end of their liquidation.

野 Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan remembered the lazy teenager who was lazy in a wheelchair at the moment, and did not know why there was a hint of chill.

"What are you afraid of!"

"Since ancient times, the flowing rivers and mountains, the iron-clad family ... My Beiluocheng III family, although not as good as the top family of Yantai, but now has one of the hundred schools of swords behind us ... He Lu Ping'an Never dare to touch us. "

Chen Beixun stood on the bow, carrying the yellow pear wood sword box, and the blue shirt on his body was floating by the lake wind.

His voice was cold and loud.

"But sword master, escape ... escape!"

野 Liu Ye raised his hand, raised a finger, and pointed at the lone boat that had escaped to disappear.

Chen Beixun's roots clenched slightly.

"This is a temporary strategic retreat. We will also retreat and go back to the residence to discuss it!"

Chen Beixun took a deep breath, said.

After a while, the boatman turned around.

However.

I was just when the boatman was holding the bow and making a difficult U-turn.

Suddenly.

Suddenly there was a strong and terrible pressure that suddenly erupted.

Huh! !! !!

Uh ...

"Ok?"

He put all the pieces into Lu Fan in the chess box, Mei Yu slightly picked.

He looked into the distance. On the lake where the smoke was scattered, a flat boat was facing his fishing boat, and the white water waves were raised, and shot out in the distance.

"Who is that?"

Qi Lufan raised his chin in the direction of the rushing lonely boat, wondering.

Nie Changqing carried the pig-knife, raised his head, and looked at the flat boat in the distance.

"Yellow pear sword box, four swords hidden in the box, hundreds of scholars, sword school ... Six ring master swordsman."

Nie Changqing is the tenth Taoist, naturally no stranger to the sword master.

"Sword School ... Guru Swordsman?"

Lu Panyu narrowed his eyes.

"What is he running? My son is so good-tempered, will I still eat him?"

Nie Changqing froze for a moment, glanced at a group of Confucian students who were still rushing in Beiluo Lake, and couldn't help saying nothing.

You have a good temper ... a ghost.

The squint is a little bit like the seeds of a dragon fruit.

Simple, Nie Changqing didn't answer.

"Let's just consider him interesting."

Lu Lu supported her chin, slowly closed her eyes, and looked at the self-recovery of Aura in her body, then she waved her hands.

"My son, there is a ship behind us, two sons, Chen Beixun, Liu and Zhu."

Lie on the edge of the fishing boat, sickness vomited to the weak Ni Yu, and suddenly he looked at the fishing boat in the distance and said thinly.

"Oh."

Qi Lufan looked at the poor-looking Ni Yu with a spit in his eyes, and slowly closed his eyes before replying.

Nie Changqing had twenty swords, and he lost twenty wisps of aura.

Alas, he could feel the anger flowing like an oven, slowly recovering himself.

At this speed, it takes about an hour to recover a ray of aura. This recovery speed is really slow.

However, Lu Fan is quite content.

"My son ... they turn around and leave."

Xi Niyu's weak voice resounded in Lu Fan's ear.

Lu Fan opened his eyes.

"go?"

He grabbed the spirit board and placed it on his leg.

Found out a sunspot from the chess box.

The sunspot is smooth and bright, and Lu Fan is sandwiched between his middle and index fingers.

"Is Lu Ping's lively scene so beautiful?"

The next moment, in his eyes, everything in his sight suddenly turned into translucent lines, as if he had thrown an aura into Ningzhao's space.

The map in Suntar's sight found Chen Beixun's fishing boat turning around.

Pout the corner of the mouth slightly.

After that, Tianyuan star position on the chessboard.

Crackling.

A faint aura of light blue evaporates in Lufan's fall, like a burning flame.

The calm lake surface suddenly winded.

Luo Ningzhao's Luo Luo dress was blown constantly.

Nie Changqing shrinks her pupils and clamps her legs ...

Appeared!

Grandma's ... Ling pressure!

Uh ...

Fishing boat.

Chen Beixun shuddered, a pressure like Tianwei, making him irresistible for a moment, his cheeks facing down, and it was stuck on the ship board.

Wu Wu throws himself into the ground, and even the strength of moving the bullet and his finger is gone.

He is not only him, but also Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan.

They are even more uncomfortable than Chen Beixun, with blood leaking from their mouth and nose.

As for the boatman, he has already jumped into the lake and headed up the shore frantically.

Chen Beixuan growled, he wanted to get up, but the pressure on his body was like a mountain peak.

Huh!

The lake around the fishing boat exploded and lifted seven feet.

The fishing boat was crushed and sunk like a lake in an instant.

The icy cold water swallowed Chen Beixun, Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan frantically.

腥 The smell of the lake water poured into their mouths.

In the end what happened? !!

How did the barge sink?

哪里 Where did that terrible stress come out?

They didn't think it was Lu Fan's hand. A few miles away, Lu Fan was not an immortal. How could it be done and the fishing boat burst.

The three Chen Beixun were full of doubts, but their strong desire to survive made them too late to think, only to use the energy to feed milk to the shore.

Even if it is a second-rate martial artist, soaking in the cold lake water for a long time, and swimming on the shore, the physical strength will collapse.

Even, there are many Confucian scholars who, in the middle of a swim, pull out, with a nostalgia for the world, grunt and sink into the bottom of the lake.

北 Chen Beixun is okay. After all, he is a first-class martial artist. Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan also have martial artist strength, so they returned to shore alive.

They were soaked all over, their clothes stuck to their bodies, and their bodies were stained with a lot of dirt in the lake.

Suddenly.

Ground vibration.

The sound of horseshoes burst.

A group of sergeants with helmets and armors came to the horse, and the onlookers crowd exclaimed and retreated. They recognized that the sergeants were the Beiluo Army of the city's main government.

Wu Yiyue rode on a brown steed, and behind her was the iron blood army of Beiluo City in icy armor.

"The son has the order, take three family members, and go back to the main house of the city to drink tea."

Zhe Yiyue looked cold and solemn, said.

"Cuffed."

next moment.

Several Iron Sergeant walked by pulling the heavy and cold chains.

北 Chen Beixun was soaked, and he got up from the ground. His well-groomed beauty 粘 has long been glued into a ball ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ He straightened his waist and iron bones.

"I am Chen Beixun, a disciple of the sword, wait ..."

"Snapped!"

However, before Chen Beixun's words were finished, Yi Yue suddenly drew his whip and drew it on his body.

Suddenly, Chen Beixun's tears shed quickly with the hot pain.

"I want to see Master Lu!"

"I……"

北 Chen Beixun shouted, however, Yi Yue froze and threw another whip, leaving a blood mark on Chen Beixun.

"My son has an order. If you speak, you ... draw you."

There was a faint smile on Zheyuehumei's face, and Xiu's hand rolled a long whip.

北 Chen Beixun stopped talking.

He wanted to rebel, but there were hundreds of people in the North Luo Iron Blood Army who were brave and fierce. What did he ...

Even if the veteran master encountered so many Beiluo Iron Blood Army, he was afraid to be obedient.

野 Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan never thought of resistance, obediently handcuffed and released.

At the same time, Chen Beixun, with the waterweeds in Beiluo Lake sticking to Meimei, turned to look at the fishing boat that drifted quietly in Beiluo Lake, as if seeing the wheelchair-bound teenager on the fishing boat.

My heart trembled slightly.

"This round is my Chen Beixun, careless ... hiss!"

北 Chen Beixun was chained to the iron cable, looking at Beiluo Lake, with emotion in his mouth.

However, the words have not yet fallen.

Snapped!

Ji Yiyue flicked it over.

"His! Lightly ... lightly!"

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