Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 13 Junior Brother is so fast!
"Be careful."

In the previous battle in the forest, Ouyang Lan followed behind her father and was also attacked by the blood-clothed old man's sonic attack containing internal force, as well as the blood mist attack. She felt very uncomfortable and her hands and feet were slightly sore.

However, she has now mastered the Heavenly River Orthodox Method and has already opened up seven meridians. Her internal strength is naturally much more profound than that of Lu Wubing, who was just starting out.

However, there were no symptoms such as irritability, nausea, or seeing stars.

She watched with bated breath as Ouyang Zheng exchanged a few blows with the old man in blood-red clothes, severing his arm in the blink of an eye and gaining the upper hand. She also let out a long breath, her mind relaxing for a moment.

He heard his junior brother's warning voice behind him, his arm tightened, and he was pulled backward by a strong force.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw several thin, blood-red needles piercing his chest.

"It's going to be worse."

The thought had barely crossed her mind when she tried to spring to her feet, but it was too late.

Ding……

Time seemed to stretch out at this moment.

She saw it clearly.

A bright, long rainbow suddenly appeared three inches in front of his chest...

The sword's edge sliced ​​diagonally through the air, creating faint ripples, and pierced the first blood needle.

The needle shot out, flew backward, knocked away the second thin needle, turned, and collided with the third blood needle.

Three faint, consecutive impacts rang out, followed by a pungent, fishy smell.

Ouyang Lan's first reaction was...

"Junior brother is so fast."

My second thought was that the blood injection was poisonous!
So much so that he didn't even notice the painful groan his third senior brother let out beside his ear.

"retreat."

Lu Wubing acted faster than he thought. The kitten's shrill meow reached his ears, and he reacted instinctively, striking immediately.

With one sword strike, he pierced through three needles, and at the same time, dragged Senior Sister Xiaolan backward at breakneck speed.

Because the cat retreated faster than him.

With a hunched back, he darted backward three or four zhang like a grasshopper, moving as fast as a shadow.

It's not quite the chivalrous world of chivalry and revelry that I imagined, where people would be dressed in fine clothes, riding spirited horses, drinking and singing.

This world is too dangerous, full of treacherous schemes... If you don't keep your guard up, you might not even survive one episode.

This thought flashed through my mind.

Lu Wubing saw behind the needle rain that a "corpse" with its face covered in blood and its clothes tattered was floating up close to the ground, skimming over the grass, its hand in front of it, slapping down.

That hand looked very abnormal.

It is nearly twice the size of a normal person's palm.

Most importantly, his palm was bright red, like cinnabar, a striking red.

Before we even got close, the wind howled as we pounded the grass.

"Can't stop it."

Lu Wubing felt the air pressing down like a steel wall, and his body retreated wildly as if it were stuck in glue... He knew that this was because the opponent's internal strength was several levels stronger than his own, resulting in a crushing effect.

When the time comes, one must be bold.

Just as he was about to draw his sword again to meet the force of the palm and fight for a chance of survival.

The sky suddenly brightened.

I heard a muffled thunderclap.

"Om..."

A long sword, trailing a blazing golden light, fell from the sky.

It was so fast it was like a blur.

The "corpse" that had rushed in so aggressively fell to the ground with a thud.

A long sword was stuck in his neck; only the hilt was visible, the blade completely buried in the ground.

"Hmph, these little devils love to ambush and scheme, they'll stop at nothing to achieve their goals."

A swift green shadow flashed by. Ouyang Zheng's face was as cold as frost. He glanced at the still twitching attacker with disgust, drew his long sword, and looked at his own daughter before looking at Lu Wubing with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"My disciple Wubing is quite good. Even when suddenly attacked, he still managed to react quickly and respond correctly."

"Xiao Lan, look at you. I always tell you to practice your sword more and cultivate your internal strength, but you're always too playful. Do you think that traveling the martial world is just about sightseeing? If it weren't for your junior brother's vigilance this time, you would have suffered a great loss."

"father."

Ouyang Lan lowered her head, glanced gratefully at Lu Wubing, but didn't say anything more, just lowered her head and shrank her neck.

Clearly, she felt embarrassed. All the boasts she had made in the past had come back to haunt her.

Moreover, it happened in front of his junior brother.

"And Yun Chong, you... sigh!"

At this point, Ouyang Zheng seemed to have lost interest in the believers.

He frowned as he looked at Wu Yunchong, his gaze falling on his left arm, where a patch of blood had seeped in, clearly indicating an injury.

"Let's circulate our internal energy to detoxify. Fortunately, no vital acupoints were damaged, and the meridians were not affected."

Ouyang Zheng took out a jade bottle from his pocket, poured out a pale yellow pill, and gave it to Wu Yunchong. He then placed his right palm on his third disciple's back to help him heal.

After a short while, Wu Yunchong spat out a mouthful of blood, and his vital energy returned to its former strength.

He bowed and said, "Thank you, Master."

He was filled with shame, his face turning red past his ears.

Clearly, the recent experience had made even the gentle-hearted third senior brother lose face.

If everyone is in a panic and can't handle a surprise attack well, that's okay.

Having just entered the martial arts world, one is bound to encounter formidable enemies and suffer losses and being tricked.

This can only be blamed on the enemy being too cunning, and the members of the demonic cult being ruthless and treacherous.

However, if your companions handle things well, you'll basically not suffer any losses; it's just that you make a mistake...

That's hard to say.

Moreover, the best performer was the junior apprentice who had only been a student for a few days.

Logically speaking, this junior brother should have been the one being taken care of... but he actually outshone himself in a strong wind, which is rather embarrassing.

Lu Wubing did not feign ignorance and claim that he had only discovered something was wrong by sheer luck.

He also didn't want to talk about the kitten's sense of danger and its many unusual agility.

At this moment, the person we need to be concerned about is actually the old man in the blood-stained clothes.

They were just suddenly attacked, and Senior Sister Xiaolan and Senior Brother San probably didn't notice.

He saw it: the sect leader turned back quickly, and a blood-red shadow soared into the sky, disappearing into the distance in the blink of an eye.

Encountering robbery and murder on the road, the evil cannot be eradicated.

This could have endless consequences.

"Don't worry, Blood Cloud Old Monster is one of the Three Paths Elders of the Blood Lotus Sect. Although he is ruthless, he is cowardly by nature. When he encounters an opponent he can control, he will be vicious and ruthless. But when he encounters a tough nut to crack, he will definitely run away faster than anyone else..."

Ouyang Zheng seemed to have figured out what Lu Wubing was worried about.

He gave the old man in blood-stained clothes a slightly mocking comment, his eyes showing a hint of disdain.

Clearly, in his heart...

This elder of the Blood Lotus Sect is really not a powerful figure.

Even if we meet again, I can kill them without hesitation.

“I’m not worried about this person returning, but I do feel that we’ve only gone a short distance out of the city when we were ambushed and killed so precisely. Don’t you think there’s something strange about this, Master?”

Lu Wubing shook his head, expressing his concerns.

There was no telephone or internet in this world.

It feels like the righteous and the demonic factions are playing their cards with their hands out in the open.

The moment you took action, they already knew, and they even set up an ambush on your only route.

Is this normal?

As soon as these words came out.

Ouyang Zheng frowned even more deeply.

Some things are fine if you don't think about them too much, but once you have doubts, everything feels wrong.

"Father, the horse is dying."

Ouyang Lan's frustrated voice came through.

Previously, the poison needles had a wide-ranging impact.

The person wasn't seriously injured.

They accepted all the horses without hesitation.

The animals, lacking internal energy, could not stop the spread of the toxin. After only a short while, they all collapsed to the ground, groaning, with black blood spilling from their mouths.

……

(End of this chapter)