Lu Xuanming is not worried. Grandmasters in the Shenyuan realm are not easily defeated.

"Commander Zhao!" Meng Chaoyang shouted in the distance: "Come quickly, it's impossible!"

Zhao Huaishan yelled angrily: "Hold on, these guys are in trouble!"

"Ah!" Meng Chaoyang suddenly shouted.

"snort!"

"Hey!"

Muffled sounds sounded one after another.

Immediately, two woodcutter floated over.

With sarcastic smiles on their faces, they landed on the sidelines and stared directly at Chu Yu.

Fakong looks like an ordinary monk, without any cultivation skills, so he is not worth mentioning.

Chu Yu frowned: "Meng Chaoyang and the others..."

"Don't worry, young prince, I didn't kill them." A woodcutter showed a strange smile: "As long as the young prince keeps his hands on himself, they will be fine. The young prince doesn't want them to die just because of himself, right?"

Chu Yu stared at him coldly: "What on earth are you going to do?"

He showed no fear, and even though the situation was at a disadvantage, he did not feel that his life was in danger.

"I'm just asking the young prince for a visit. It won't harm the young prince's life. Don't worry." A woodcutter smiled strangely.

Fakong knew at a glance that these two people did not usually smile.

It's really stiff when you smile, and it's nowhere better than crying.

Chu Yu frowned and stared at them coldly.

"Young Master, are you going to watch them die?" Another woodcutter sneered: "Isn't that too heartless?"

As he spoke, he flew away and soon came back, carrying Meng Chaoyang in one hand and Chen Fang, the eldest brother of the Chen brothers, in the other.

"Bang bang!"

The two of them were thrown heavily to the ground.

Meng Chaoyang and Chen Fang were unable to move and watched helplessly as they were thrown.

Another woodcutter stepped on Meng Chaoyang's round head with his toes and said with a smile: "In a word, young prince, are they dead or alive?"

Chu Yu's face was as gloomy as water.

Fa Kong sighed: "Amitabha!"

Things have come to an end and there is no way to hide even if you want to.

That's how things are in the world.

The more I tried to hide, the more I couldn't avoid it, and I couldn't avoid the trouble even by changing the road.

However, the people that the Heavenly Eye saw at the beginning were not the people in front of me, but they were just as violent and ready to use secret techniques to kill them all.

"Stinky monk, stay out of your own business!"

"Otherwise, I'll kill you too!"

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but you can only turn around once you return." Fakong gently advised: "You two, please put down your butcher knife."

Disciples of Buddhism, we should be compassionate and we must cross over when we need to. Giving people a chance to change is compassion.

"Haha..." The two couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Huaishan swung his sword like a heavy rain, which made Xu Hai and Zheng Guo breathless. However, their resilience was astonishing, and they struggled to hold on even though they were down.

Lu Xuanming's body movements and palm movements were elegant and graceful, while Zhou Qi and Lu Feng looked clumsy.

Lu Xuanming's palm hit them, and they seemed to feel nothing. They neither retreated nor slowed down, and punched steadily and hard.

Lu Xuanming seemed to be wary of their punching power and didn't get too close.

He saw the situation here and said coldly: "If you kill people, don't blame Lu for going on a killing spree."

"Uncle Lu, why bother yourself!" Zhou Qi said calmly: "We don't want to meet you, Uncle Lu, in life or death."

Lu Xuanming said in a deep voice: "You have gone too far!"

"If Uncle Lu knows the inside story, he will know that we have not gone too far at all...Old Huang, let's do it." Zhou Qi said calmly.

"Hey!" A woodcutter stepped hard and was about to crush Meng Chaoyang's round head.

Fa Kong sighed.

He rushed out fiercely, dragging Chu Yu, Meng Chaoyang and Chen Fang into the woods like a gust of wind, and disappeared without a trace.

Thirty-six strategies, walking is the best strategy.

The woodcutter was startled, and his feet were instantly empty.

The other woodcutter was also stunned.

They didn't expect Fa Kong to do this.

Chu Yu was pulled by Fakong and ran away. The scene in front of him passed by, and he quickly turned to look behind him: "They..."

Fakong was traveling at high speed, his gray monk's robes fluttering, but his expression was calm, cool and calm: "If you weren't here, they wouldn't die."

Chu Yu's eyes widened as he saw the two woodcutters chasing after them. They were as fast as the wind, quickly closing the distance and soon they would catch up.

Fakong didn't care about their closeness and said quietly: "Brother Chu, is Mr. Lu okay?"

What he said seemed to be concern, but it was actually a reminder.

"...Mr. Lu, there's no problem." Chu Yu said solemnly.

He is a smart man and has a tacit understanding with Fakong. He heard the implication of Fakong's words and shook his head to reject it.

As a servant of the palace, if something happens to him, Lu Xuanming will not be able to forgive him.

Fakong nodded lightly and said no more.

Regarding Diaoyue Dao, as a disciple of King Kong Temple, we must not be careless and relax just because Lu Xuanming has not shown any hostility.

The words just spoken were enough to plant a seed of doubt.

From the outside, there is obviously something wrong with Lu Xuanming's approach.

When you encounter an assassin, the first thing you should do is to deal with it as quickly as possible.

But he was hesitant and did not act cruelly.

Uncle Master stopped him with a few words.
Chapter completed!