Evil Zun absolutely favors the evil wife

Chapter 128: Going Wild (3)
"There's too much nonsense, I don't want to see the Raksha Temple exist for a second longer." For some reason, Lu Shulin seemed to have a deep hatred for the Raksha Temple.

Everyone present could clearly feel it, and Xi Yu couldn't help but asked in doubt: "Lu Shulin, it seems that our Raksha Temple didn't offend you, and your look has something to do with our Raksha Temple What's the matter with the look of deep hatred!"

"Who told Xie Zun Fufeng to be your lord?" Lu Shulin gritted his teeth and said, after all, the source turned out to be Fufeng.

So, this is a murder caused by Fufeng, isn't it?

"What unreasonable thing have you done that people come to your nest like this?" Ling Feng looked at Fu Feng suspiciously, and asked very puzzled.

"How do I know?" Fufeng is also very innocent. Lu Shulin has no influence on him at all. I heard that he is the sixth disciple of Xuanling Valley. This is what I just heard from Xiaoman and Lingfeng.

"Shh, keep your voice down, watch the show well." Hu Xiaoman watched with relish, and almost didn't grab some snacks to eat while watching.

Looking over again, I only saw that Xi Ce and the others looked a little helpless. They must have secretly complained to Fufeng in their hearts. Did they rob someone's wife or kill someone's son? Also tell them what "good thing" their Lord did, otherwise they will be very curious, and it will greatly affect the quality of the fight, okay?

Apparently Lu Shulin didn't want to explain all the ins and outs of the matter clearly. He saw the breath on their faces, and with a wave of their hand, the disciples of Xuanling Valley behind him swarmed up like a swarm.

And Xiang Chengxu saw that Xuanling Valley was making a move. As an ally, he must not stand idly by, and beckoned for the disciples of the Qusha sect behind him to rush forward to fight the disciples of Luocha Temple.

For a moment, the sound of "clank" of close combat filled the ears, screams, and the sound of killing were endless.

The leaders on both sides of the confrontation had serious expressions on their faces, and they looked at each other with murderous eyes.

All the disciples of the Raksha Temple are expected to be one to ten. Even if the number of disciples from the Xuanlingu and Qusha sects is three times greater than that of the Raksha Hall, they are still in the midst of "learning from each other". During the process, it was obvious that the number of Xuanlinggu and Qusha sect disciples was decreasing.

Seeing his disciples being so ungrateful, Xiang Chengxu felt embarrassed, so he swung his sledgehammer at Xi Ce and beat them.

"Yu, take care of Bixi and let me meet Xiang Chengxu." Xi Ce threw Bixi into Xi Yu's arms and stepped forward to fight.

Xi Ce's weapon is the celestial silkworm gold thread that has been wrapped around his arm all year round. The celestial silkworm gold thread is very tough and highly malleable. Wiping someone's neck is like playing with it. It is Xi Ce's most satisfying weapon.

Xiang Chengxu swung the sledgehammer and threw it at Xi Ce, and Xi Ce turned around and kicked, changing the trajectory of the sledgehammer, and even Xiang Chengxu who was holding the sledgehammer staggered two steps.

"Is this what Master Xiang is capable of?" Xi Ce never forgot to provoke this brave old guy.

Xiang Chengxu was not provoked at all, and Xi Ce just said a word, which made Xiang Chengxu's face turn red, his anger rose, and his movements were out of proportion, appearing a little disorganized.

"Hmph." Xi Ce snorted coldly, and shot out a silkworm golden thread from his left hand to wrap tightly around Xiang Chengxu's big hammer. The two sides were pulling, and no one could take advantage of it.

What's more, Xiang Chengxu was born with a big and three rough appearance, holding a big hammer in both hands to confront Xi Ce, which still made Xi Ce a little overwhelmed. Xi Ce used his spiritual energy to pull secretly, barely equal to Xiang Chengxu in terms of strength.

Because Xi Ce was fighting with Xiang Chengxu's two hands with one hand, he still had his right hand free. Taking this opportunity, Xi Ce put his right hand on top of his left and pointed it at Xiang Chengxu's neck again. Shoot out a silkworm gold thread.

Xi Ce thought he could get it, but he didn't expect Xiang Chengxu's hand on the hammer to loosen at some point, and the gold wire that Xi Ce shot was also firmly held in his hand. At this time, the two hands of the two were restrained by each other, and it was impossible to tell the winner for the time being.

"Trash." Seeing Xiang Chengxu and Xi Ce's stalemate twice, Lu Shulin said in displeasure and disgust.

Xi Jing frowned, Bai Yuxiao, who had just lost his elbow, was already tightly grasped in his hand, and he was always paying attention to Lu Shulin's movements. This person was unpredictable, and people had to guard against him.

Lu Shulin seemed to be getting impatient waiting there. Seeing Xi Jing looking at him defensively, Lu Shulin felt that he should use Xi Jing to practice his skills.

Facing Lu Shulin's attack, Xi Jing cried out in his heart that it was not good. All of Lu Shulin's attacks were aimed at his own vital points, and his moves were vicious and fatal, so he had to be careful to cope.

And the most puzzling thing is that Yujianshu is the housekeeping skill of the disciples of Xuanling Valley. During the battle for so long, Lu Shulin has not seen Lu Shulin use it. The palm style of aura was vividly displayed in this battle.

What is going on here?

Just when Xi Jing was lost in thought, he didn't notice that there was a real palm in Lu Shulin's palm.

A palm with Lu Shulin's deep aura hit Xi Jing's chest, causing Xi Jing to let out a breath, feeling a little weak all over, staring at his eyes, and buzzing in his head.

Seeing Xi Jing hit him with a palm, Lu Shulin felt very happy, stretched out his hand to grab Xi Jing's arm, and pressed Xi Jing's lower abdomen hard with his knee.

"Hmph." Xi Jing bit her lip and let out a muffled groan because of the pain.

Lu Shulin was still dissatisfied with this, and saw Lu Shulin sweep Xi Jing's head, making Xi Jing bow, and presenting his back in front of Lu Shulin.

Lu Shulin gritted his teeth, and used his elbow to chop down on the fragile bones on his back with more ruthlessness in his eyes. At the same time, he could hear the sound of bones breaking from Xi Jing's back.

The pain didn't make Xi Jing cry out, but the cold sweat that kept pouring out on his forehead told his pain all the time, but he never cried out a word of pain.

Originally, Lu Shulin wanted to slap Xi Jing's cervical vertebrae, but he didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would come out halfway, and someone would catch his slap with bare hands.

Lu Shulin frowned displeasedly and looked up, it turned out to be Xi Yu, damn it, everyone in the Raksha Temple should die.

Lu Shulin threw Xi Jing out casually and attacked Xi Yu instead. Although Xi Yu is a fool, his skills are not bad.

Xi Yu and Lu Shulin have gone through more than a dozen tricks and there is no obvious sign of losing.

(End of this chapter)