The disciples of the Sword Academy who were passing by the square saw Li Kezhou chatting with the young man from a distance. They shouted excitedly as if they had discovered such big news.
"Yes! It's indeed him. He came out of seclusion?"
"Fucking seclusion! This person's cultivation has been ruined, and now he has become a real person. Why should a useless person go into seclusion? Isn't this just pretentious?"
"Look! There isn't even a trace of sword energy fluctuations in his body. It seems that he is indeed useless! This man is very courageous. He dares to come out openly. Isn't he afraid that his enemies will cause trouble for him?"
"This person used to be arrogant and domineering in our Sword Academy and offended many people. He even forced the chiefs of the three academies to disband their own organizations. He especially had a lot of grudges with Luo Sen and Jiang Huangquan. Just watch! Continue.
There will definitely be something good to watch after we come down for a while."
"Huh? Look, as soon as we mentioned Jianghuang Spring, this person appeared."
Li Kezhou was talking with the boy about Qimen.
At this moment! An untimely voice suddenly sounded from in front of the two of them: "Li Mochen! Long time no see."
Seeing the person coming, Li Kezhou smiled faintly: "Jianghuangquan! A few months ago, you were defeated in my hands and have disappeared since then. Now you won't see me losing all my cultivation and plan to come here to find a sense of presence, right?"
Jiang Huangquan's face sank: "You have disappointed me very much. The battle for the Holy Son is over. I have accepted Master's hellish training and hard training. Until yesterday, I just came out of seclusion. The first purpose of my coming out of seclusion is
I want to defeat you and regain the top spot in the Sword Academy, but what about you? But you have become a useless person..."
When he said this, his face was filled with annoyance.
Li Kezhou's expression remained calm, and he did not have the slightest mood swing because of the other party's humiliation.
"It seems that your strength has improved a lot, otherwise you wouldn't have such courage, that's right! I have indeed lost all my cultivation, but even so, you still can't be my opponent."
"What?"
Jiang Huangquan thought that the other party was humiliating him, so he laughed in anger.
"Li Mochen, I underestimated you. You have become a useless person, but you still have the courage to talk to me like this. Aren't you afraid that I will be so angry that I will kill you?" His face was full of teasing.
Li Kezhou smiled and said nothing.
Jiang Huangquan seemed to have some realization: "It seems that you still don't understand the current situation. Although you have not been deposed as the Holy Son, you are no longer in name. I can assure you that even if I kill you today, you will not be punished.
Any punishment."
"As for the so-called sect rules, they are only for the disciples of the Sword Academy. Since you were deposed, you were naturally expelled from the Sword Academy. This is the traditional rule of the Sword Academy. The Holy Land has no mercy and will not take in anyone who is unworthy of cultivation.
!If you apologize now for what you just said, I might be able to forget it."
"Jianghuangquan! What do you want to do?" Yiye Qiongfeng stepped forward and held the hilt of the sword with his right hand.
Jiang Huangquan glanced at him and smiled coldly: "A boy in the early stage of Yuan Fei is not qualified to fight with me. When you break through to greatness, maybe I will draw the sword for you."
"Turmeric Spring! What if it was me?"
At some point, Jiang Ruoxu came over from a distance.
Han Xueyi was still beside him.
Someone reported the news of Li Kezhou's release to her as soon as possible, and she quickly informed Jiang Ruoxu. Jiang Ruoxu, who was practicing in seclusion, came out of seclusion as soon as possible and rushed here.
He knew very well that Li Kezhou had made too many enemies in the past, and now that his cultivation was ruined, someone must be ready to take action.
"Jiang Ruoxu, it seems that your cultivation has made great progress recently. In the past, you didn't have the courage to say such things to me. What? Are you going to stand up for him?"
"Jiang Huangquan! After all, you were once the number one in the Sword Academy. Now, taking advantage of the fact that your former opponents have lost all their cultivation, you would do such a dirty act, which would make all the disciples laugh."
Even though Jiang Ruoxu has made great progress recently, he still has no absolute confidence in defeating the former number one in the Sword Academy.
Jiang Huangquan smiled calmly: "Don't worry! I just said casually, I, Jiang Huangquan, will not fall to the point of killing a person who has exhausted his cultivation and has no power to fight back, to avenge the defeat of the past! I am just upset in my heart,
I can no longer fight with this person to regain my former glory..."
At this time, another voice sounded: "Jianghuangquan, since you don't take action! Then let me settle old scores with him."
An unusually handsome man in white walked through the crowd of onlookers and walked over step by step.
"Sword Master in White... Lu Chaowen!" Someone called out the name of the person coming.
Li Kezhou was not too surprised when he saw this person appear.
This person is narrow-minded. Knowing that his cultivation has been abolished, there is no way he would not step in and step in.
In addition to Lu Chaowen, he also saw a familiar face, it was Lu Jianyun who had been with him for a long time. The most eye-catching thing was that this man had an empty sleeve, which was naturally a gift from him that day.
As soon as Lu Jianyun appeared, his eyes burst out with burning hatred, his face was full of gloating, and he looked excited that a great revenge was about to be avenged.
Jiang Ruoxu frowned secretly when he saw Lu Chaowen coming out of nowhere.
He didn't take Lu Chaowen's strength seriously, but his identity was very special. He was a descendant of the white-robed sword master who was the founder of the Sword Academy, so the Elders would give him three points of praise.
Lu Chaowen strolled over to Xianting, and his eyes immediately fell on Li Kezhou: "God is indeed fair! You bitch, do you know now what it means that if you do any unrighteousness, you will be killed?"
Li Kezhou had no expression on his face: "I didn't expect that just after I came out of seclusion, I attracted a nest of snakes and rats! In the past, I shrank away without a trace, but now I thought I was down and out, so I crawled out and added insult to injury. It is a complete waste to give life to people like you.
, death is where you belong..."
Lu Chaowen's face was charred and black.
He never expected that the other party would dare to speak arrogantly even though he was already useless.
A flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he said with a sneer: "What kind of status am I, Lu Chaowen, naturally not going to kill a helpless waste to avenge the past. Li Kezhou! From the moment you were crippled,
, even if the grudge between you and me has disappeared, but..."
He showed a sinister smile: "My grudges can be wiped out, but I can't stop others from seeking revenge from you! Jian Yun..."
"Young Master!" Lu Jianyun, who had lost his limb, quickly leaned over and listened.
"What did you say to me when you came?" Lu Chaowen asked the old god.
"My subordinates told the young master that today I, Lu Jianyun, vowed to avenge my severed hand, and I hope that the young master will do it." Lu Jianyun's hatred could not be eliminated, and his voice was full of murderous intent.
"Those who kill will always be killed. The laws of nature are cyclical and retribution will not be happy! Li Kezhou, my subordinate wants to seek revenge from you. Do you have anything to say?"
He seemed to be afraid that Li Kezhou would be afraid of fighting, and then said: "I have also seen that although you are useless, you still have a few die-hard people under you. You still have the confidence to refuse, but you can avoid hiding in the first grade of junior high school."
But fifteen, blood feud must be repaid with blood!"
He pretended to pat his head and suddenly thought of a good idea:
"It's better to do this. I see you as pitiful and I will show you a way to survive. You chop off one of my men's hands and now you have one of my own. In addition, you can kowtow three thousand times as an apology. From now on, I will spare you."
One life and one blood feud have been wiped out, what do you think of my proposal?"