Sadness, pain, depression, irritability All kinds of emotions are different, but no matter what emotion, this guy will never feel good at this moment. Each of the many people who died is a blow to him. Luo Bei's guess was correct for the junior brother who obeyed his advice. Lu Jianfeng did have three of the most outstanding disciples under his command. Three, not too many, but definitely not many, and there can only be one sect leader of Qisha Peak. Therefore, these three people fight openly and secretly every day. The strength of the three of them is originally between equals, and no one can see each other. No matter who is stronger, there are just as many junior disciples under his command, and no one may be able to outnumber the other two. Everyone knows that such a coincidence cannot happen naturally. It is possible that the martial arts are generally the same. After all, the three of them are all the same master, and their talents are almost the same. However, it is a bit unusual to have more than half of his junior disciples under his command. After all, people have different personalities and encounters. Naturally, the people they get to know are also different. These three people did not join the disciples at the same time. There will always be sooner or later. This should be the case. The three of them can have different numbers of junior disciples under their command. ??????????????? It¡¯s just like this, the number of junior disciples under the three men is still the same. Obviously, there is someone behind this, and the only person in the entire Qisha Peak who can push this matter is probably the sect master. No one knew this secret, which was not a secret. Therefore, at this time, the balance was broken, and his subordinates suffered heavy casualties. However, this guy who had been tricked by Luobei came to Lu Jianfeng immediately. Kneeling on the futon next to Luo Bei, the man immediately gritted his teeth and talked about what had just happened. However, this man was also a smart man, so he did not speak ill of Luo Bei directly, but in another way. "Master, my junior brother just used the secret method of mental power to assassinate all the junior brothers. As a result, the junior brothers suffered heavy casualties. I also asked the master to go and have a look." His tone was extremely sincere, as if he really only cared about the many junior brothers, but he There is no hatred towards Luobei at all. Youdao is a lie that is three-quarters of the truth. This is the lie that is least likely to be seen through. However, this guy¡¯s concern for many junior brothers is real. After all, that is his strength, so this sentence sounds strange at first glance. It's extremely real. Not to mention Lu Jianfeng, even Luobei never heard a hint of malice from it. Lu Jianfeng frowned slightly and glanced at Luo Bei with helplessness. Not to mention that Luo Bei had mastered the first level of the Heavenly Demon Slaying Saint Technique in just one go. Even with the talent he showed before, Lu Jianfeng would not embarrass Luo Bei. north. For people like Lu Jianfeng, Luobei was sent by someone else, but he has been to Qisha Peak, so he has the brand of Qisha Peak on him. In the future, when he travels around the world, as long as he has a reputation, others will naturally contact him. Qisha Peak. These are talents, talents who are useful to the sect. Such talents will not stay in Qisha Peak in the future, but they are definitely the treasures of Qisha Peak. Lu Jianfeng would naturally not scold such a treasure. With a slight sigh, Lu Jianfeng stood up and headed out of the house. He had seen Luo Bei's secret method of mental power. He was surprised by the ferocity, so he was already a little prepared in his heart. Luo Bei smiled slightly, disapproving of Lu Jianfeng's sigh, and stood up and followed Lu Jianfeng out. The man who had suffered heavy losses gritted his teeth, and then he got up and followed out, but there was a trace of undetectable disappointment in his eyes. In the corridor, the fighting has been suppressed, but blood has already flowed into a river. The drainage of this corridor does not seem to be very good. At this time, the blood on the ground is enough to flood the insteps. Lu Jianfeng's expression turned ugly even before he came closer. Although the servants in the back mountain cleaned up the scene, he could tell how brutal the battle was just from the residue. At this time, the disciples who were cleaning up the mess also saw him and hurried over to greet him. "How many brothers were injured or killed?" Lu Jianfeng asked in a deep voice. His fingers could not help but tremble slightly as he spoke, but he was a little frightened by the answer that was about to come. "Reporting to Master, ten people died, thirty-two were maimed, and more than fifty were seriously injured, and there were countless minor injuries." The disciple said in a very sad voice. Of course, these disciples are not all of Lu Jianfeng's lineage in Qisha Peak. , not even one-third, but since he became Lu Jianfeng's disciple, this is the first time he has seen his own lineage suffer such a loss, and one can imagine the sadness in his heart. "If you are put on the battlefield, I am afraid that one person is enough to destroy the country." At this time, Luo Bei happened to follow. Lu Jianfeng turned around and couldn't help but scolded him. In response to his words, Luo Bei smiled and said nothing. He also understands Lu Jianfeng's mood at this moment. Anyone who casualties so many disciples at once will probably not be in a good mood, so he will never get angry with Lu Jianfeng because of this, nor will he use it to?Lu Jianfeng was seriously angry with him. The man who followed was only one step behind Luobei, and happened to hear Lu Jianfeng's words when he arrived. He was not an idiot, but he immediately understood that Lu Jianfeng was afraid of letting Luo Bei go. Looking at the blood on the ground and feeling the emptiness behind him, the man suddenly clenched his fists. He suddenly took a few steps forward and walked up to Lu Jianfeng, bowing angrily. "Master, these many junior brothers suffered heavy casualties. As a senior brother, I cannot absolve myself from the blame. However, master, please forgive me for being presumptuous this time. I want to compete with my junior brother in martial arts. The winner will live and the loser will die." The man spoke fiercely. . Many juniors under his command suffered heavy casualties. He has lost the qualification to compete with the other two for the sect leader. This battle for the sect leader is no worse than the royal family's battle for the throne. The winner will naturally rise to the top in one step, and the loser, I'm afraid it's the only one. Death along the way. Since he was destined to avoid the danger of death, he was unwilling to let go of Luo Bei, the person who ruined his big event. "Nonsense, your junior brother has only been in the school for a long time, you have the nerve to duel with him." However, what chilled this man was that Lu Jianfeng stopped the duel without hesitation. How long has it been since he joined the sect? This is also the reason. The disciple who has just joined the sect suddenly overwhelms the feelings he has had for many years in the sect. The man's body suddenly relaxed, and his whole body seemed to collapse. He even seemed to be unable to stand firmly. He staggered a few steps and leaned weakly against the wall next to him. Luo Bei glanced at this person with a smile and couldn't help but shake his head slightly. By now, he had already understood what Lu Jianfeng was like. Regardless of good or evil, he was fearless and would do anything that was beneficial to Qisha Peak. . "Go back and practice well." Lu Jianfeng shouted back at the man and told Luo Bei, then turned and left. Luo Bei also smiled slightly, and when Lu Jianfeng left, he left on his own, but no one cared about the man leaning against the wall. The man on the bed.