In the sky, countless inner disciples appeared in an instant, bowing to Lu Yu.
Of the seventy-two peaks of the inner gate, more than a dozen peaks came this time, all of which were ready to win over Lu Yu.
After coming out of the mission hall, the news that Lu Yu beheaded the mad swordsman had already spread among the inner sect.
Some intentional forces naturally intend to draw Lu Yu to their side.
Lu Yu's face remained unchanged, as if he had expected such a situation long ago.
"Junior Brother Fang Yun." At this moment, a soft voice fell into Lu Yu's ears.
It turned out to be Fan Shijing, leading a group of female disciples from Zangxiu Peak, walking over with a pretty face.
"Junior Brother Fang Yun, we, Zang Xiufeng, also want to invite you to join us. I wonder what you would like?" Fan Shijing's voice was very low, and he couldn't help but lower his head after speaking.
They hide Xiufeng, they are the bottom of the seventy-two peaks, and most of the whole mountain are female disciples.
I am afraid that Lu Yu will not choose them.
After she finished speaking, the disciples of Qiankun Peak suddenly sneered and said, "Brother Fang, as long as you join our Qiankun Peak, all of our exercises are up to you to choose, and our master has already said that we can give you the top-level practice room to practice." Practice."
Fan Shijing couldn't help but said: "We, Zangxiu Peak, can also give these."
The Qiankun Peak disciple couldn't help laughing and said: "Just because you hide Xiufeng, your master has been seriously ill for many years and hasn't recovered, and those remaining half-baked exercises are also worthy of competing with our Qiankun Peak?"
Fan Shijing clenched her teeth and clenched her fists tightly, but there was nothing she could do.
What he said is true. Zang Xiufeng's strength is very low, and he really doesn't have the capital to compete with others.
"I'm joining Zangxiu Peak." Lu Yu suddenly said lightly.
As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar all around.
There are more than a dozen peaks present, although their strengths are different, but it is impossible to choose the worst Tibetan Xiufeng.
The disciple of Qiankun Peak shouted: "Brother Fang Yun, think again."
Lu Yu flatly refused: "No need, take me to thank your master."
Lu Yu's attitude is enough to explain everything. Although the people in Qiankun Peak grit their teeth, they dare not be too presumptuous.
After all, Lu Yu had killed an existence in the Soul Realm.
"Let's go." The people from Qiankun Peak left angrily.
However, before leaving, the disciple of Qiankun Peak still left a sentence: "Senior Brother Fang, although you are strong, if your teammates are not good, you will definitely not achieve anything in the inner court trial."
Seeing that these people had already left, the disciples from other peaks also sighed and dispersed.
Fan Shijing's pretty face was already slightly flushed, and finally he sighed: "Actually, it's best for you to go with them. The disciples of Qiankun Peak are all very strong. If you are with them, the chance of winning the inner sect trial will also increase." Bigger."
Lu Yu smiled lightly, but did not speak.
Who he teams up with is actually the same.
With Lu Yu's strength, among his peers, he is rarely able to meet opponents.
Following Fan Shijing all the way to Zangxiu Peak.
Sure enough, as the rumors said, Lu Yu stepped into it, and immediately felt the aura here, which was incomparable with Lieyang Peak.
"Master is seriously ill, and most of the spiritual energy gathered by the Zongmen's Spirit Gathering Formation these years has been used by Master to heal his injuries." Fan Shijing apologized slightly.
As soon as he stepped into Zangxiu Peak, a group of frivolous men suddenly walked towards him.
"Isn't this Senior Sister Fan? Hehe, I heard that you ran out just to recruit someone back. This can't be your wild man." The man mocked. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com