A cold wave surged across the pavement. Lu Wanchuan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly pulled back. At the same time, he thrust out a sword and pointed at the sharp blade.
call!
A strong wind blew up.
An unusually strong cracking sound exploded on the second floor. In an instant, tables and chairs split open, and food and wine flew everywhere.
"What a strength."
Lu Wanchuan felt as if the tip of the sword was touching the dragon's head.
Waves of huge force surged, and the sword edge was almost bent. His mind and body trembled for a moment, and he avoided the cold blade without thinking.
As soon as he took a step, the sword light danced wildly, and at the same time, the robe behind him filled up and crashed out of the window.
call!
When the sword was slashed out, Yang Yu didn't hesitate at all. He followed the sword and moved with the wind. At the same time, he rushed out of the second floor window and slashed out the second sword in mid-air.
"you!"
Lu Wanchuan was frightened and angry, and he reluctantly held up the sword flower and took the sword.
boom!
Being in mid-air, Lu Wanchuan could not use any force. He felt as if he had been hit in the face with a heavy hammer, and Venus almost appeared in front of his eyes.
"That's too much!"
He landed hard and crushed the hard soil, making Lu Wanchuan completely angry.
He stepped heavily, and while his strength increased layer by layer, he exhaled his inner energy, and the long sword glowing with red light swung again. The air seemed to be split when the sharp sword energy passed by.
After the ripples spread, there was a harsh sound of breaking through the air.
"This sword?"
Yang Yu's eyes narrowed.
Ordinary swords cannot carry inner energy, let alone transmit inner energy. If you force it, the sword will only crack.
Lu Wanchuan's sword is obviously not an ordinary sword.
Recalling that he had heard that there was a black iron mine in Nanshan, his heart suddenly moved, and the force of his slashing was reduced by three points, and he no longer had a head-on collision with it.
laugh!
If one sword fails, Lu Wanchuan becomes more powerful.
The dense sword light continued to flow like water, the sound became louder and louder, and the sword light became more and more powerful. For a moment, the whole street seemed to be flashing with sword light.
"It is indeed the Black Iron Sword!"
Yang Yu parried calmly, but his heart became more and more determined.
"His sword skills are so sophisticated?"
After failing to catch up for a long time, Lu Wanchuan felt anxious in his heart.
His martial arts is naturally higher than that of Feng Sanyu, but the level of blood exchange is almost the same, so this breath of energy cannot last long at all.
As soon as his mind moved, he took a long breath and issued a high-pitched angrily:
"That's all you can do, then you will die!"
Buzz!
At the same time as the words came out, Lu Wanchuan's figure suddenly changed from extreme movement to extreme stillness, and the sword flowers flying in the sky instantly dissipated, condensed, and became unified.
Then, with the sound of the sword roaring like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, he crossed ten feet in one step, and the red light on the sword struck three feet between Yang Yu's eyebrows like a ghost!
"die!"
Lu Wanchuan's eyes widened angrily, and his face became redder than blood.
But in just a moment, his expression changed, and Yang Yu, who had been chased by him before, retreated repeatedly, suddenly showed a sneer.
"Very good swordsmanship."
Feeling the cold air reaching his brows, Yang Yu's figure also changed from retreating to stillness, and exerted force with one step!
boom!
With this step, the long street seemed to tremble, and the cold and hard ground was raised high like a curtain, but the ground beneath the step sank by a foot!
"not good!"
Lu Wanchuan never expected such a move.
His eyes were about to burst as he watched the light of the sword grazing Yang Yu's scalp. He wanted to strike back, but in the midst of the lightning and flint, Yang Yu had already used the momentum of stomping his feet.
He crashed into Lu Wanchuan's arms!
boom!
It seemed like a thunderbolt had landed in Dulong Town, sending up large clouds of smoke and dust.
"I&)(%￥)"
It's like five thunders striking the top!
Lu Wanchuan felt as if he had crashed into the Nanshan Mountain at extremely high speeds, and the fierce and unrivaled power instantly defeated his inner energy and blood energy outside of his protection.
Then, the skin, then the muscles, bones, and internal organs...
boom!
Exploded with great force.
At this moment, Lu Wanchuan finally felt Feng Sanxiao's despair.
There is no way to avoid it, and there is no way to unload it!
Where did this freak come from?!
The thought of horror and regret only flashed through my mind for a moment, and I fell into complete darkness.
Plop!
The lifeless corpse was thrown several feet away like straw, and then fell to the ground with a 'pop'.
call!
Yang Yu raised his hand and caught the long sword.
With just a slight shake, you can see the waves on the sword body are like water, the lines are clear, and there is a long-lasting sweet sound of the sword. The inner energy is exhaled slightly, and the sword feels like an extension of the arm.
Like an arm, you can do whatever you want.
"What a sword!"
…
…
There are many mountains and dense forests, all peaks are dangerous, and the terrain is extremely complex. Without knowledgeable people to guide the way, it is impossible to get out of the mountains.
Directly south of Nanshan Mountain, there is a towering peak, with clouds reaching into the sky, as powerful as a flying dragon. There are many peaks under it, like worshipers, and the miasma is so deep that there is no sunlight all year round.
This peak is also known as Poison Dragon.
Halfway up the mountain shrouded in mist, there is a large mountain village.
This cottage is built around a mountain. It is huge inside and has a very narrow entrance. Several checkpoints are guarded, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack.
"I heard that the land of Nanshan was transformed by the ancient immortals who killed the poisonous dragon. It is filled with mist and deep miasma, and its true name is well-deserved.
I have been here for more than three months, and I have not seen the light of day."
Before it got dark, in the lobby where torches were already burning, an old man with a long black beard smiled slightly.
He was a guest, but he was sitting on the left side. More than ten leaders of Dulong Village were behind him, laughing with him.
On the big tiger-skin chair in the middle, there was a big man sitting.
He is nine feet tall, much taller when sitting than when standing. He is tall but not bloated, powerful and tall. At a glance, he has an explosive power.
However, his face is fair and beardless, and he even has a somewhat frail look.
This person is none other than the leader of Dulong Village, Sima Yang.
Hearing the old man's words, Sima Yang smiled slightly and lowered his voice, but it still sounded deafening:
"Is Elder Lu Ming saying that we can't see the light?"
"How dare you, how dare you."
Lu Ming laughed dumbly and said:
"I am lamenting that Poison Dragon Peak is easy to defend but difficult to attack. If we want to capture this mountain head-on, it would not be enough for Wei Zhengxian, Nie Wendong and others to personally take action."
"I heard that Elder Lu Ming has been to Changliu Mountain. I wonder how our Poison Dragon Peak compares to Changliu Mountain?"
The young man with white eyebrows asked in a deep voice.
"It's not easy to compare, it's not easy to compare."
Lu Ming pondered for a moment, but then shook his head: "Poison Dragon Peak is easy to defend and difficult to attack because of its terrain, while Changliu Mountain is easy to defend and difficult to attack because of people."
"One only has terrain, and the other has people and people. You just say it, why bother with such a large circle?"
A short, fat, middle-aged 'Hehe' who was four feet tall sneered:
"However, we also hope that Changliu will be as strong as possible. If not, if Xu Wenji takes over easily, our life will not be easy."
"Xu Wenji..."
As soon as the name was spoken, the hall fell silent.
Even Lu Ming and Sima Yang couldn't help but frown.
A person's name, the shadow of a tree.
Xu Wenji had wiped out banditry in several states with extremely tough methods. When he came to Qingzhou, there was no need to think that there would be a battle waiting for them.
"Qingzhou, not Yunzhou."
Lu Ming sneered, breaking the calm:
"He came here because he was reviled, and no one can use him. No matter how sophisticated his methods are, they are useless. He may not even be able to reach Qingzhou City alive!"
"Huh? What does Elder Lu Ming know?"
Sima Yang's heart moved.
Xu Wenji asked his officials to pay homage to the Minister of War, so how could there be no one available?
"It is true that Xu Wenji counted the elders of the dynasty, but the emperor I am now is not the prince he was when he was the prince and grand master."
Lu Ming said lightly and ended the topic:
"Gentlemen, I have been here in this mountain for three months. How have you considered my matter?"
"Well..."
Sima Yang hesitated.
The other leaders' eyes were also evasive.
"Are you all trying to trick me?"
Seeing the expressions of everyone, Lu Ming's expression suddenly darkened:
"Everyone needs to know that this matter is not Lu's business, but a major matter ordered by me, Lord Bailongxuan!"
"It is precisely because the matter is so important that we are even more anxious."
Sima Yang then spoke:
"It's just that I still have some questions in my mind, and I would like to ask Elder Lu to clarify them clearly!"
Lu Ming's eyes flickered.
Sima Yang already asked directly:
"In the past few decades, the imperial court, famous sects, Lian Shengjiao, and even Jilong Mountain seem to be looking for the 'Tao Fruit'. What is the use of this thing?"
"Um……"
Lu Ming was silent, and after a moment, he answered:
"You can understand it as a 'magic secret book' or a 'miracle medicine'..."
"Elder Lu, are you kidding me?"
Sima Yang's face darkened:
"You don't think that we don't know anything because we have been mining in the mountains for a long time, do you?"
"Since you all know this, why do you need to ask me?"
Lu Ming held the teacup and spoke calmly:
"It's just that I would like to advise you that there are some things that the imperial court can touch, Lianshengjiao can touch, Lanke Temple can touch, and I, Bailongxuan, can touch.
You can't touch me!"
call!
The expressions of Sima Yang and others all changed, and some even stood up suddenly and glared angrily.
"A few days ago, a Dao Fruit was suspected to have appeared in Black Mountain City. After that, Yu Fengxian, the famous commander of the Jinyi Guards in Qingzhou, was surrounded and killed dozens of times before he could save the Dao Fruit.
How do you think it compares to Yu Fengxian?"
Lu Ming showed no fear on his face. Seeing that Sima Yang and others stopped talking, his expression softened a little:
"The Dao Fruit is a great achievement of blood exchange. It is a necessary thing in front of the Martial Saint Sect. You don't need it at all, so why bother to forget it?"
"That's fine."
Sima Yang sighed and seemed to compromise:
"We shouldn't have such delusions. But if the elders are certain, what kind of 'God-blessed Dao Fruit' does I have in Poison Dragon Mountain?"
"This is something that even I don't know about."
Lu Ming sighed:
"You leaders, there is no need to look at me angrily. Although I came here to seek God's blessing, this fruit must have nothing to do with me..."
"The elder is joking, why are you glaring?"
All the leaders smiled, and their attitudes seemed to relax, as if everything before them no longer existed.
'Finally I got over it...'
Lu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he was about to say something, he heard rapid footsteps coming from outside, and a big man covered in blood rushed into the lobby.
"Poison Dragon Town was lost, and the third brother and Brother Lu died in battle one after another!"