The carriage was getting closer and closer. Lu Shu didn't react at all, but Song Bo, the owner of the caravan, was overjoyed.
Before Lu Shu could make any move, Song Bo actually ran over and stopped the carriage: "Who is that person in the carriage? Our caravan is willing to pay a high price to buy your carriage. I don't mean to offend. It's all for a reason. I hope
Please forgive me, how much money is needed and what conditions are required, my caravan will try its best to satisfy it."
Song Bo did not use his power to bully others, nor did he buy or sell by force. He was quite polite in his words.
In fact, the first thing businessmen like them who travel all over the world learned is to reach out and avoid hitting the smiling person. It is always beneficial to be polite before knowing the details of everything.
However, as soon as Song Bo finished speaking, he felt a huge force coming from behind. Someone actually grabbed his clothes and pulled him back. In a hurry, Song Bo could only see that it was Lu Shu who made the move, but he still didn't understand.
Why do trees do this?
At the next moment, something like an armor-piercing cone shot out of the carriage, and the door curtain of the carriage was torn apart by the armor-piercing cone!
Sun Zhongyang and others turned their heads and looked this way. If it was the peak of their heyday, this armor-breaking cone would be nothing at all, but it is different now. Sun Zhongyang and others are simply unable to fight anymore!
However, the armor-breaking awl was still one step slower than Lu Shu. Song Bo watched helplessly as the sharp armor-breaking awl passed in front of him. If Lu Shu had been a little slower, he might have turned his head into a rotten watermelon.
!
How did Lu Shu know that the people in the carriage had evil intentions? And who appointed the people in the carriage?
Before the people in the carriage got off the carriage, the coachman had already pulled out a narrow dagger from his sleeve and stabbed Lu Shu. Lu Shu threw Song Bo behind him with one hand, and the coachman actually watched Lu Shu unexpectedly.
He grabbed the armor-piercing cone with his bare hands, and then threw it at him like a meteor with his backhand.
The driver was horrified and felt as if his whole body was broken into pieces, and his body flew backwards involuntarily. The heavy armor-piercing awl did not directly penetrate his body, but crashed into the carriage compartment along with the driver.
At the same time, Lu Shu casually flicked his fingers and the sword sword suddenly appeared, as if something in the air had been cut.
Lu Shu was now out of the realm of needing to use a sword, and the sword's meaning actually had the aura that everything could be a sword.
The sword is an external object, but the intention of the sword is fundamental.
The people in the carriage did not dare to take the sword forcefully, but tried to escape directly by relying on the force of the collision between the coachman and the armor-piercing cone. The wall behind the carriage was shattered by the man, and then they ran away like they were desperate.
Just looking at the speed, he has the strength of the second level.
However, the second-level masters were useless. Sun Zhongyang and others suddenly realized that these second-level masters had determined that they were definitely no match for Lu Shu during the fight, so they simply chose to escape!
They looked at Lu Shu, was this still the little monk they looked down on?
Sun Zhongyang and the others looked at each other silently. Even if they were second-level geniuses, could they really say they could beat this Le Lu? That sword was so sharp that it had a unique domineering feel, as if the sword was indestructible wherever it touched.
!
This method of being able to pop up a sword at will is already the highest level! Where did this young man learn from it?
"Have you ever heard the old people at home say," Sun Zhongyang said calmly: "The great master of Jianlu can turn everything into a sword, and he can use the sword steel and sword energy at his fingertips?"
"Wait a minute, you said he is from Jianlu? But how could there be such a young descendant of Jianlu?" someone asked in surprise.
"You only know that Jianlu selects successors from the army every year, but you forget that Jianlu also has a mountain behind it!" Sun Zhongyang said calmly.
"Wait a minute, the back mountain only exists in legends," Mo Xiaoya frowned and said, "Jianlu is in the royal city. How can there be any mountains in the royal city? Who has really seen the legendary back mountain?"
"Existence," Sun Zhongyang said sadly: "My father told me that the god-king of this world is the sky, and that god-like existence represents the extreme end of this world. But when the god-king conquered the world, he could
It’s not that powerful yet, thanks to Jianlu’s help.”
"You said everyone knows this," Mo Xiaoya asked doubtfully, "What does this have to do with the back mountain?"
"I'm afraid you don't know that Jianlu actually has a back mountain, and the people who come out of the back mountain are the ones who really walk the world for the God King. The Yulong Ban is always in the government and the public, and the back mountain is in the rivers and lakes. The people in the back mountain are all
I didn't get in through examinations, but I was taken away right after I was born. My father once wanted to send me to the back mountain when I was just born, but I was rejected."
"Have you seen what the back mountain looks like?" someone asked curiously.
"I've never seen it, but I'm afraid you've heard of a man in the back mountain who walks the world," Sun Zhongyang said, "Longque."
Mo Xiaoya was stunned: "You mean the sister named Longque?"
"Yes," Sun Zhongyang sighed: "Do you still remember the battle three years ago? Some people said that a merchant named Longque defeated the great guest of the Northern Emperor with one move. You didn't believe it at that time, but I
But I believe it.”
"Then you mean, Le Lu is also from the back mountain?" Mo Xiaoya was a little confused: "There could be such a money-grubbing person in the back mountain of Jianlu?"
"Although I can't figure it out," Sun Zhongyang said with emotion: "But where else do you think this level of swordsmanship can be achieved besides that place? Let me ask you, you think he is only eighteen years old at most, who of you
How can an eighteen-year-old have such strength and be so calm when killing people? I only killed someone for the first time when I was nineteen years old, and I vomited for three days and three nights!"
Mo Xiaoya just couldn't understand, how could a young man whom she despised suddenly transform into a world-walker who might be the back mountain of Jianlu?
Or, even if Lu Shu wasn't from Jianlu Back Mountain, she still couldn't figure out why Lu Shu was so strong. As Sun Zhongyang said, Lu Shu's sword was so overbearing that even a first-ranker might be accidentally caught.
Among the second-grade people, Mo Xiaoya has never seen anyone who can rival Lu Shu.
At this moment, Lu Shu caught up with the second-level master who was running for his life in two or three steps. A sword beam burst out from his fingertips and penetrated directly from the opponent's back. He could no longer die.
While Sun Zhongyang and others were thinking silently, they suddenly heard Lu Shu pretending to be exclaimed: "Hey, although this carriage has a leak in the back, it can be repaired. Do you want to buy it?"
Song Bo was angry: "This is obviously an ownerless carriage."
Lu Shu picked up the armor-piercing awl on the ground and pointed it at Song Bo: "Reorganize the language."