Feng Heping mentioned the first-line shooting and came forward: "Just by Chen Chengwen?
Even if I practice for another thirty years, I will still be no match for Master Wang!"
Yuan Gaoyi wielded the limelight knife and fought with Feng Heping again.
Feng Heping held a spear in his hand, which was a long weapon. He just took the fifth step and knocked the limelight knife away.
Yuan Gaoyi hid behind, picked up the ice butterfly mirror and shined it on Feng Heping's eyes.
Feng Heping stamped his feet, a white light emitted from the back of his head, and floating sea lotus rose above his head. He did not fall to the ground like Pan Junmao.
Yuan Gaoyi saw that the ice butterfly mirror was useless, raised his head, glared, and stepped back.
Feng Heping raised his first-line gun, glanced across the faces of Wu Jiancheng and others, and shouted: "Which one of you is coming?"
Zeng Mingxu raised his sword and stepped forward to attack Feng Heping: "Zeng Mingxu, the second disciple of Leiyinfang, is here to give you some color in Haichaoju!"
Feng Heping laughed three times, raised his spear, and killed Zeng Mingxu for five rounds in a row, saying: "You Leiyinfang want to rely on Yueqi Fort to turn over?
Stop dreaming!"
Zeng Mingxu smiled disdainfully: "Yueqi Fort?
You think too simply!"
Feng Heping's first-line gun still had the upper hand and knocked Zeng Mingxu's sword to the ground.
Zeng Mingxu stepped back and waved the Falling Star Flag.
Feng Heping's whole body flashed with white light, and Fuhai Qinglian blocked the way for him, hiding behind his head and unable to come out again.
Zeng Mingxu glared and waved the Falling Star Flag again. Feng Heping couldn't resist anymore. His eyelids rolled up and he fainted on the ground.
Zeng Mingxu snorted softly: "For the sake of our comrades, I wanted to spare your lives, Haichaoju, but you are stubborn, so don't blame us for being ruthless!"
Zheng Yuanxun stopped his saber and swung it, jumped forward with eyes wide open, and slashed at Zeng Mingxu three times: "When will I, Haichaoju, have your Leiyinfang sitting on my head and shitting me?"
Zeng Mingxu swung his sword into a circle and killed Shihe with Zheng Yuanxun.
Zheng Yuanxun was the eldest disciple and had learned the true teachings of Lu Mingzhe. Zeng Mingxu was defeated and caught in the flaw, knocking the knuckle saber to the ground.
Zheng Yuanxun took advantage of the situation and struck Zeng Mingxu on the shoulder with his sword.
When Zeng Mingxu saw that he was about to be attacked, he hurriedly waved the Falling Star Flag.
The snow feather fan on Zheng Yuanxun's waist emitted a white light, and he was safe and sound.
Zeng Mingxu gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, and stepped back.
Zheng Yuanxun pointed directly at Hou Xuezhen: "Come here!"
Hou Xuezhen had a sullen face, drew out the Liangtian Sword, and attacked Zheng Yuanxun.
The two of them went back and forth, one sword at a time, cold light flashed, and the killing was very fierce.
After fifteen rounds in a row, it finally became apparent that Zheng Yuanxun was gradually falling into a disadvantage.
Hou Xuezhen seized a flaw, raised the Tiantian Sword, and slashed Zheng Yuanxun's arm, causing blood to flow out.
Zheng Yuanxun grimaced in pain, threw aside his saber, took off the snow feather fan from his waist, and gave Hou Xuezhen a fan.
The north wind was howling, snowflakes were flying, and countless sharp snowflakes were hitting Hou Xuezhen like darts.
Hou Xuezhen saw it but dismissed it, curled his lips, took out the Feihong gourd and opened it.
A stream of flame burst out from Feihong's gourd, burning the snowflakes completely.
Zheng Yuanxun's clothes were almost caught on fire. He took three steps back, stared at Hou Xuezhen, gritted his teeth and gasped.
Hou Xuezhen smiled proudly: "No wonder you, Haichaoju, support Wang Qinglan. Without Wang Qinglan, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to survive at all!"
Lu Mingzhe's face was livid, he shook his sleeves, stepped forward, pointed at Wu Jiancheng and said: "Come here!"
Hou Xuezhen did not give up. He raised Liangtian Sword and said: "Let me come and meet you!"
Lu Mingzhe glared: "Younger in the family, dare to fight with me?
Get aside quickly!"
Hou Xuezhen smiled provocatively: "Why, are you afraid?"
Lu Mingzhe was furious: "Am I afraid of you?"
With a clang, the Yingfeng Sword was unsheathed and stabbed at Hou Xuezhen.
Hou Xuezhen waved the Heavenly Sword to parry, but he had fifty years less practice than Lu Mingzhe, and he was only three times strong when he was shocked to the point that his mouth was numb and he kept retreating.
Lu Mingzhe did not pursue him, he stopped his steps and said gloomily: "You are no match, let your teacher come in person instead!"
Hou Xuezhen was unconvinced. He gritted his teeth, raised the Sky-Measuring Sword high, and charged at Lu Mingzhe: "If you want to see my teacher, you must pass my test first!"
Lu Mingzhe nodded and fought with Hou Xuezhen again. As soon as they joined forces, he released the Tianliang Sword. Before Hou Xuezhen could react, the Yingfeng Sword had already reached his throat.
Hou Xuezhen was so frightened that he opened his eyes and opened his mouth, panting violently, his shoulders heaving, and he lowered his eyes and stared at the tip of the sword.
Lu Mingzhe took back the Yingfeng Sword and said sincerely to Wu Jiancheng: "Will you do it or not?"
Wu Jiancheng chuckled sinisterly and stepped forward: "You are beyond stupid!"
Lu Mingzhe scolded back: "Support Chen Chengwen and oppose Leader Wang. I think you are the most stupid person! If Chen Chengwen really had this strength, he would not send you to bark at my mountain gate!"
Wu Jiancheng became angry for no reason. He unsheathed his Yuzang sword and stabbed Lu Mingzhe: "You are seeking death on your own!"
Lu Mingzhe used Yingfeng Sword to parry: "Who is looking for death when they attack our Haichao residence under the eyes of the Qingling Sect?"
The two fought for ten minutes, and each took a step back, regardless of the outcome.
Wu Jiancheng took out the cloud shadow fan and said: "Your sharp fire bowl is no match for me!"
Lu Mingzheguo took out the Fenghuo Bowl, a fist-sized bowl with some charcoal in it, which burned red.
Wu Jiancheng snorted coldly, fanned the cloud shadow, and released a cloud of light, red, orange, yellow, green, and blue, floating towards Lu Mingzhe.
Lu Mingzhe put the Fenghuo Bowl to his mouth, opened his mouth and blew, and immediately released a cloud of blue smoke, which met the colorful smoke released by the Cloud Shadow Fan.
Both spiritual treasures emit smoke, but their mysteries are quite different.
The five-color smoke emitted by the cloud shadow fan represents the waves crashing on the shore and the flying rainbow flowing light. It is essentially a water-moving treasure.
The Fenghuo Bowl is somewhat similar to Zhongxiang Zhenren's Flying Smoke Tower. It is a type of fire element. The two are incompatible with each other.
Only a roar was heard, and two plumes of smoke collided together, erupting into a large cloud of white steam that floated high into the sky.
Lu Mingzhe smiled and said, "You haven't made much progress in all these years!"
Wu Jiancheng grinned ferociously, took out the Sky Covering Pot again, a pot as big as a child's head, and opened the lid.
With a bang, a stream of black smoke came out of the sky-shading pot and flew towards Lu Mingzhe.
Lu Mingzhe raised his head and took one look, then his expression changed, he protected his disciples behind him and said angrily: "Where did you learn the evil magic?"
Wu Jiancheng was fiercely proud: "If I don't show you some tricks, you will really look down on me!"
Lu Mingzhe knew he was outmatched, so he pushed several disciples and ran towards the door: "Quick, set up the formation!"
The disciples all over the mountain ran back into the courtyard and closed the door. Lu Mingzhe closed his eyes behind the door and practiced his kung fu. Golden light emitted from the ground all over the mountain, and some runes and spells appeared.
Wu Jiancheng said loudly through the door: "Today I will remind you, you must either seek refuge in Yueqi Fort, or die together with Wang Qinglan of the Qingling Sect!"
Lu Mingzhe shouted at the top of his lungs: "You scum who practice evil arts! Nanyu Dao will never fall into your hands no matter what!"
Wu Jiancheng held out his chest and said coldly: "Go back and send a message to Wang Qinglan, saying that if she doesn't give up the position of commander, she will kill everyone in the Qingling Sect!"