Phoenix Destiny Chapter 87: You guys are also worthy?

Lu Mingshu gave a sullen snort, backed up a few steps, bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

But she was in a good mood.

She calculated the direction of the sword just now, and pierced Zhou Yinru's arm orifice, and her profound strength condensed into the thread!

The key orifice that had never been Ningyuan, without the protection of the true essence, was very fragile, and the blade condensed by her profound strength swept through and almost shattered.

Zhou Yinru’s arm is considered useless, and even if it is rescued with a magic medicine, he can’t take the sword—maybe there is a magic medicine to recast Guan Qiao, but that kind of treasure is invaluable. Is Zhou Yinru worth it?

"My hand, my hand!" Zhou Yinru cried sternly, holding his arm.

Her injury does not look serious, but there is a blood hole on her arm, and the wound is no more than half an inch. This kind of injury seemed to the warrior to be no different from Shattered Skin, but Zhou Yinru couldn't help crying.

Ruixiang's face was full of suspicion: "Miss!" She felt that the injury was not serious, but Zhou Yinru's appearance was too exaggerated, tears and nose came down.

Where did she know that Zhou Yin was so painful that she couldn't even speak. What she really hurt was not the flesh, but the key. Sword Qi was poured into the meridians, crushing the Guan Qiao to pieces, as if the flesh and blood were being torn apart, and it was painful.

"Medicine! Medicine! Hurry up! You trash!"

Being scolded by Zhou Yinru, Ruixiang hurriedly took out the pill and stuffed it into her mouth.

Zhou Yinru took the medicine, and it took a while to relieve the pain before the pain eased. She looked at Lu Mingshu with hatred in her eyes: "Kill, kill her!"

"Second Miss?" The black entourage hesitated.

"Why, my order doesn't work?" Zhou Yinru's expression was distorted, "Is it useful for my sister to come and say? If you don't listen, just get out of here!"

The black follower thought for a while and stepped forward.

He hesitated not only because Zhou Yinru's orders were irrational, but also because the situation is not very favorable for him right now.

In the blow just now, he injured Lu Mingshu, but he was also injured by Lu Mingshu before. Both sides are injured. Zhou Yinru looked like this, it was half a waste, and Ruixiang's strength was just better than nothing.

Before three to one, one's own side won steadily, and now one's strength is greatly damaged, but the other party is only slightly damaged. The balance of strength has been drawn closer.

However, Zhou Yinru's orders could not be ignored.

The black clothes follow the mysterious light in the palm of the palm. At first, it was the most common light golden color. As the profound strength grew stronger, the fluctuations became more and more intense, and the color gradually deepened. Finally, it turned into black!

The black follower yelled violently, and the black Xuanguang punched out with the fist marks and went straight away.

After the blow just now, he didn't dare to underestimate Lu Mingshu. From swordsmanship to mind, this girl is not like a late disciple who has just merged into the realm. So with this punch, I did my best, without reservation!

The black fist prints pressed down like a mountain, and Lu Mingshu drew a long sword and greeted him as if he was going to compete with him for profound strength.

Black-clothed follower Anxi, want to compete with him in profound power? That's great! It has been six or seven years since he entered the Fusion Realm. Is the foundation of his profound strength comparable to that of a newcomer who has just entered Fusion? Besides, his profound strength is more special than ordinary people...

Wait, that's not right!

Lu Mingshu smiled at him slightly, the mysterious light pulled out by the long sword suddenly scattered, but it was not the shattering of the mask, but the sword light splitting, and the sword light was like a net, piercing straight out.

"Boom--" Xuanguang intersected, and the rocks broke apart, raising countless dust.

When the dust dissipated, he saw Lu Mingshu slumped against the tree, his face was pale, and his mouth was bleeding.

"Hahaha!" Zhou Yinru laughed happily when she saw her tragic situation, "Little bastard, see if you die!"

"Miss!" Ruixiang looked at her side with horror.

The black entourage stood there, as if nothing had happened, but blood quickly stained the place where he was standing.

A closer look, there were more than a dozen wounds all over the body, gurgling blood.

He lowered his head, and fell softly in his unbelievable gaze.

"Cough!" Lu Mingshu coughed up blood, but smiled on his face.

She has a secret sword technique taught by a grandmaster, but she has just entered the fusion realm, and she will fight her profound strength with others when she is stupid!

"Do you still want my life?" She looked at Zhou Yinru defiantly, "Come on!"

Zhou Yinru trembled all over, half was angry and half was pain. For a while, her arm was completely disobedient, but she couldn't make her breath.

"Ruixiang!" she yelled, "kill her for me!"

"Miss..." Ruixiang was frightened. Her roots and bones are not much stronger than Zhou Yinru. This fusion state is equivalent to a reward. Even the masters that the Zhou family specially brought to protect Zhou Yinru were abandoned by Lu Mingshu, she...

Zhou Yinru's gloomy voice came: "If she doesn't die, then you die!"

Ruixiang gritted her teeth and swung her sword forward.

Lu Mingshu wiped off the blood on the corners of his mouth and greeted him.

The two made a pair of swords, Ruixiang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, after the fight just now, her profound strength was already insufficient, and she could cope with it by herself.

Fighting, but it doesn't feel right.

She handed it out with a sword, and the opponent's sword was already on the way, as if she was there waiting for her to hit it in the first place. If you change your trick again, you will be blocked again. Over and over again...It's not a coincidence at all!

Ruixiang became more and more frightened as she fought, trying to recruit, but found that she couldn't help herself.

Lu Mingshu's swordsmanship not only continued uninterrupted, but also involved her. She wants to fight back, she wants to get away, but she can't do it at all! It was a two-person battle, but it became a world of one person. She is a puppet with a string. The string is held in the hands of the other party.

Unfortunately, Zhou Yinru couldn't see it at all, and she still shouted: "What are you doing softly? I told you to kill her, did you hear me!"

Ruixiang can't help but feel resentful. Can't the young lady see that she can't be the master for a long time?

"Remember the first time we met?" Lu Mingshu's voice came.

Ruixiang looked up suddenly. The two swords fought each other, and Lu Mingshu's face was clearly reflected in her pupils at a distance of close at hand, reminding her of the day eight years ago~IndoMTL.com~Lu Qingyi. She remembered the name.

Their mother and daughter have very similar facial features, which are unique to Eastern Vietnamese women.

"You said my mother took her own humiliation, saying that my grandfather took advantage of others, right?"

With a chilling voice, Ruixiang pulled back to reality.

The little country girl who they were lazy to glance at back then has grown up. On this face that was very similar to Lu Qingyi, it was not her mother's weakness, but a cold and cold face.

As soon as the opponent's sword turned, she turned around involuntarily, and then a pain in her back, and a sword qi hit it.

"My mother, a village woman, can't climb up to you?"

Another sword aura hit her knees, and Ruixiang "plopped" down on her knees.

The girl in front of her, condescendingly, looked at her contemptuously: "Only you are worthy?" (To be continued.)