Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 146 Walking into a Trap, Flowing Light and Shadow of Swords

"I have unfortunately encountered a formidable enemy, and I am deeply ashamed to have troubled my junior brother Lu to help me this time."

Li Feiying acted as if he knew nothing, his face full of shame and self-reproach.

He was about to struggle to get up on the stretcher.

Lu Wubing smiled and gently pressed him down to lie down.

"Uncle, what are you saying? Our three lineages are of the same origin. Your injury is my injury. Your injury is my pain."

"I'm not making any boasts, but although this injury looks serious, it hasn't damaged the root of the problem... It's alright, within three days, the bones and tendons will surely be healed, and you'll be full of life again."

Lu Wubing raised his head slightly and added, "Uncle Li, you don't need to worry about suffering any irreparable injuries when you charge into battle. There's no such thing here."

"Either die on the spot, or, as long as you have a breath left, I will definitely bring you back to life."

This means that I will be in charge of the main force to kill the enemy three days later.

Moreover, I'm not allowed to be careful; I have to fight to the death, otherwise they won't help me if I get injured later.

Li Feiying was incredibly experienced.

He immediately understood the unspoken meaning in Lu Wubing's words.

That's simply inhuman.

As her smile froze, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Wubing's statement clearly indicates that he has a use for him and that he will not resort to any tricks such as "removing the mother and keeping the child".

What Li Feiying was most worried about was that this ruthless and wicked junior disciple would try to kill him, his master, and take all the disciples under his command.

He's capable of doing something like that.

Haven't you seen how all his disciples have complete faith in him?

They were counting on him to improve his martial arts skills.

If I were to die, I would be buried on the first day and then, the next day, I would follow this person through thick and thin, even if it meant going through fire and water.

"I will certainly live up to the young sect leader's expectations. After recovering from my injuries, I will immediately lead my troops down the mountain and wipe out those bandits completely."

Li Feiying quickly expressed his opinion.

His posture was slightly obsequious, which made the dozens of disciples of Menghu'ao look at each other in bewilderment.

He wondered to himself, "When did my master become so easy to talk to?"

He was always dignified and aloof, never one to make promises to a junior or lower himself to curry favor.

Normally, he's in a good mood if he doesn't look at the sky with his eyes askew.

Yu Qingshan was stunned, and his heart trembled violently.

Suddenly, the words her godfather had said last night flashed through her mind: "If you don't want any marks on your body that could cause problems with your injuries, think carefully before you speak."

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong with his whole body.

Lu Wubing just said that he wanted to cure his adoptive father, but he didn't mention that he wanted to cure himself.

Moreover, the look in his eyes seemed to hold a hint of pity.

Are they going to abandon me?
Damn it.

The injury was so severe that even Shen Xinzhu, the goddess physician of Baoan Hall, shook her head in helplessness. Apart from Lu Wubing, she couldn't think of anyone who could cure him.

The physical injuries are one thing, but the internal organs are shaken, the meridians are broken, and the internal energy is in chaos. You could search the whole world and find no one or two people who could cure him.

At this thought, fear gripped his heart. He rolled off the stretcher and cried out, "Young Master, I regret it! I had long ago said I would join you, practice my spear skills, and then go and wipe out the bandits."

Unexpectedly, he had committed the crime of ambushing Gu Dongting, the leader of the East Sea Sect, a few days ago, and Gu Qingyun came knocking on his door, leaving him unable to escape.

Upon hearing this, Li Feiying's eyebrows twitched wildly.

Thinking to himself that this brat was taking the blame for himself, he had underestimated him.

Could it be that his usual simple-mindedness, clumsiness, and reckless behavior were all an act?

They're quick to hatch their own schemes.

Even he himself, in his haste, hadn't thought of such a good way to show his loyalty.

incredible.

"Oh, why did you want to ambush and kill Gu Dongting, the leader of the East Sea Sect? I heard that he has many experts under his command, and his father, Gu Qingyun, is an innate master. His Bibo Sword Technique is very famous in the Haizhou area. He is a powerful figure of the older generation."

Although he has been in seclusion, there will always be a time when he emerges. If he finds out about this and comes knocking, that would be a huge problem…”

"That's exactly right. Look at Senior Brother's injuries. Don't even mention it, sigh..."

The main problem is that the East Sea Sect Leader, Gu Dongting, acted too recklessly. He actually tried to murder the young sect leader's family for a fabricated sword manual, which is truly deserving of death.

"Senior brother, I couldn't stand by and watch, and out of righteous indignation as a fellow disciple, I had no other choice."

After Yu Qingshan's sobs subsided, he said, "Once I recover from my injuries, I will definitely lead my troops straight to Donghai County and wipe out the remaining forces under his command to avenge this injury."

"No rush. After all, we're on their territory, so we should be careful. Let's ignore Gu Qingyun for now and wipe out all the bandits around us first, defend Mingyang, and then we can talk about other things. At that time, we'll need your help, Senior Brother."

"Of course, Young Master, just give the order. If you tell me to go east, I won't dare to go west; if you tell me to beat a dog, I will never kill a chicken."

Yu Qingshan looked incredibly confident, almost as if he was about to pat his chest and make a promise.

He didn't dare to film, worried that if he continued filming, his body would fall apart.

"Alright, alright, senior brother is indeed very loyal. Lie down, lie down, don't aggravate your wound, let me take a look..."

The process of treating the injury was unremarkable.

Aside from the fact that the wound was a bit wide and there were a lot of wound points, requiring some effort to treat,

With Lu Wubing's life force blessing them, the two of them, having practiced the [Great Sun Glazed Body] external training, spontaneously began to repair themselves.

The wounds healed incredibly quickly; in fact, it was even possible to sense that the meridians within the two bodies were automatically reconnected, and the flow of Qi was restored.

This is very unreasonable.

Even Shen Xinzhu, who was helping with the stitching, was completely bewildered.

"Junior Brother Lu, this acupuncture technique is amazing! It's many times stronger than my Tiangang Qimen Nine Needles. It's as if something was created out of thin air, receiving an external force that allows the wound to heal at an incredible speed."

That's how normal doctors treat illnesses, emphasizing the balance of the five elements, and using a "robbing Peter to pay Paul" approach.

Of course, it can't compare to my "Form" seal, which draws power from heaven and earth, using external vitality to make up for its own lack of vitality.

Lu Wubing chuckled, but his words were full of nonsense: "My Lu family has inherited the Six Yang Divine Needle Technique, which naturally has unique effects. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to open so many clinics."

Originally, passing on a mere set of acupuncture techniques to Senior Sister Xinzhu wouldn't have been a problem. However, Grandfather left behind a family precept: this set of acupuncture techniques should be passed down to sons, not daughters, and to daughters-in-law, not sons-in-law..."

"Then, junior brother, could you ask your grandfather for me if I could become your Lu family's daughter-in-law?" As soon as she said this, Shen Xinzhu couldn't help but giggle out loud.

"Daughter-in-law?"

Lu Wubing thought to himself that the only person he had seen who could rival him in verbal sparring was Senior Sister Shen Xinzhu.

Don't let her soft, gentle voice fool you; she's actually quite naive and straightforward in her actions.

In reality, she possessed a beautiful inner world, yet her heart was filled with countless knots.

When they speak, they generally make people feel incredibly comfortable.

Even when she's criticizing someone, she manages to make people unable to get angry.

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Lan blushed and stepped in front of Lu Wubing, feigning anger, and said, "Junior Sister Xinzhu, what nonsense are you talking about?"

It's just a set of acupuncture techniques, why is it so cheap for junior brother?

He's such a stingy person; if he were to deceive you and then still refuse to teach you the acupuncture techniques, you'd be at a huge loss.

As he spoke, he dragged Shen Xinzhu outside.

That's incredibly bold!

If someone dares to flirt with you right in front of you, that's unacceptable.

"Senior sister, I still need to help my uncle and the others sew up... Don't worry, with you here, if he wants to deceive you, he'll only deceive you first."

Shen Xin was dragged away helplessly, her brows furrowed with a pitiful look, but her eyes were full of smiles: "Senior sister, if you treat me well, I will definitely take good care of you in the future and make sure you give birth to a healthy pair of twins in your first pregnancy."

As you know, Baoantang isn't particularly skilled in treating injuries, but they're second to none when it comes to inducing labor and facilitating childbirth.

"How will you give birth? Tell me in detail..."

The two girls giggled and hid behind a tree to chat about girlish things.

It's as if the previous half-hearted jealousy and rivalry never existed at all.

"What a strange creature." Lu Wubing shook his head and chuckled.

……

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

After arranging everything, Lu Wubing stopped paying attention to it and continued to stay in Lanxiang Courtyard, practicing swordsmanship, cultivating internal energy, and honing his physique and lightness skills.

He also asked Senior Sister Shen Xinzhu to find a fine zither at the foot of the mountain and replicate the fingering technique he used when he saw the Moon Immortal playing the zither, gradually improving his musical skills.

He discovered that different musical instruments have different effects on nurturing mental fluctuations.

Using a sword to project sound waves is quite deadly and powerful.

However, playing it on a piano is much gentler, bringing peace of mind while also inspiring lofty aspirations, allowing one to feel their spiritual power gradually growing stronger.

Although the process is slow, it is making continuous progress.

That's good.

In the past, when he was passively cultivating the [Primordial Spirit Sword Manual], the abnormalities in his spirit were all smoothed out. He hadn't thought about taking shortcuts or killing people to devour their spirits for a long time.

Lu Wubing also discovered.

Whenever I play the piano, there is always a figure standing quietly under the shade of a tree, dozens of feet away, listening attentively.

If it were anyone else, they definitely wouldn't notice.

But he was different; his mental strength had been honed to an extremely sharp level, and he had also cultivated a strange perception of sword intent. This further told him that it was his sect leader, his master.

'Poor thing, my master still thinks he's hidden himself perfectly. Little does he know, I can sense him, but he can't sense me…'

The secret technique of "Pine and Crane Technique" is truly amazing.

Although no other clever uses have been discovered yet, its ability to conceal itself is already astonishing.

It's completely illogical, much like the character "形" (shape) in seal script.

The thought crossed Lu Wubing's mind, but he didn't dwell on it.

That old Taoist priest from Qingyun, judging from his tone, seems to be an old fellow from the same era as the Hunyuan Ancestor. He was even bullied by his own ancestor back then. What kind of person is he?
Leaving aside his abilities, just considering his age, he must have lived for at least two hundred years.

It's unrealistic to say that someone who has lived this long hasn't had some extraordinary encounters.

Thinking back to the old Taoist's pained expression when he first learned this secret technique, Lu Wubing vaguely felt that there might be some cause and effect involved.

"Just as my junior brother predicted, the Four Seas Escort Agency, Xinglong Chamber of Commerce, and Yanzi Hall have all been found to have traces of thieves."

Ouyang Lan ran excitedly into the yard, beads of sweat on her nose and her face flushed as she spoke.

She volunteered to act as an intermediary, making connections and gathering information.

They had obviously heard good news.

"Is there any damage?"

Lu Wubing wasn't too worried about whether his seventh senior sister and the others would be able to win some minor battles after they went down the mountain...

His concern was that these Jingxintang disciples were inexperienced in combat, especially in real life-or-death battles; they had never experienced such combat.

If the damage is too great, it would be a true case of forcing growth by pulling up seedlings.

"None of my senior and junior brothers died; only two of them suffered minor injuries."

The attacking enemy was killed in three separate incidents, totaling fifty-six people, including two fifth-rank bandits—all mountain bandits who had slipped through the Hengduan Mountains.

"A bandit is passing through."

Lu Wubing immediately understood what was going on.

Could it be that someone really wants to become the leader of the martial arts world in the south?

These underworld figures from all over the country, who knows how many they've persuaded, have gathered in Mingyang Prefecture. It's really too much.

If it were the old Tianxing Sect, they would definitely not have been able to withstand this wave of attacks.

At this moment, the sect leader would probably have to lead his family and disciples to escape down the mountain to avoid their wrath.

Now, of course, there's no need for that.

"Where's the master?"

"Leading his eldest, second, and third senior brothers, as well as Uncle Shen, he joined forces with the troops of Menghu'ao to form a large army, and at sunrise, he headed towards Shuangyue Island."

"Aren't there enough people on the mountain?"

After hearing Lu Wubing's analysis, Ouyang Lan found it increasingly reasonable.

Especially the developments in the past few days have been exactly as Lu Wubing had initially predicted.

She became increasingly convinced that those bandits would definitely set their sights on the mountain gate.

Moreover, the visitors are not friendly; this time they are sure to have many experts and be confident of quickly defeating the remaining forces of the Tianxing Sect.

Otherwise, if the two sides remain deadlocked, the large force that rushed to Twin Moon Island will be able to launch a counterattack, rendering any plan ineffective.

"A lot."

Lu Wubing smiled and changed into a sword-wielding robe, carrying the [Han Hai Sword] on his back, and leisurely headed to the Tianxing Palace with Ouyang Lan.

"Senior Sister Xiaolan, look, they aren't worried at all."

One hundred and fifty-six disciples remained in the square, forming a huge, staggered sword formation in groups of three.

During the seven-day sword training, Lu Wubing felt that the Seven Star Sword Formation was too complicated and that the disciples' coordination was not very precise.

Especially when facing a truly formidable enemy, it may become a hindrance, not only failing to exert any power but also impairing mobility.

Therefore, they found an extremely simple "Three Talents Sword Formation" in the sect's collection of books and had them practice it.

In fact, how simple is this small military offensive and defensive formation? Even an illiterate farmer with a brain like a papaya could master it in a few days.

The three disciples stood in a triangular formation, representing Heaven, Earth, and Man. In attack, one was the spearhead, and the other two the wings. As for defense, there was no need for that.

The [Flowing Light Three Talents Sword Formation] that Lu Wubing had them practice was all about attacking, with no defensive moves whatsoever.

"One hundred and fifty people... Everyone knows that the disciples of Jingxin Hall are useless and can't even beat some of the elite soldiers."

Most of the disciples were children under the age of fifteen, and they were physically weak and had little internal strength.

But they never imagined that these seemingly helpless children could be so deadly…

Standing on Wangtian Cliff, the mountain breeze blows and the view is vast.

Passing through the sea of ​​clouds, one can see in the far west that blood-red, pale purple, blue-black smoke rises into the sky.

In addition, a faint rumbling sound could be heard in the ears.

"Master has already encountered the enemy," Lu Wubing said with a smile.

Qin Huaiying moved swiftly and reached the edge of the high cliff. She looked up and nodded in approval.

"About twenty miles away, no more than thirty miles away, we encountered the ambush earlier than expected, but this is a good thing."

The Tianxing Sect's troops traveled down the Luo River, passing through many villages.

They encountered the enemy long before they reached Shuangyue Wharf. Multiple groups of ambushes attacked and sent out signals.

This means that all of their actions have been leaked.

it's fine.

Lu Wubing never intended to hide anything from anyone.

If a sect is extremely prosperous and everyone is loyal to it, there will be far fewer spies.

Even the disciples of the Tianxing Sect, who have received the true teachings from the three lineages, cannot guarantee their purity, let alone the peripheral forces, which contain all sorts of people.

It's estimated that the enemy already knew everything about Ouyang Zheng's recent descent from the mountain and the initial movements of Shen Liancheng and Li Feiying's troops.

"coming."

Ouyang Lan kept staring down the mountain and saw several plumes of red smoke rise into the air. Small black dots, the size of ants, rapidly gathered at the foot of the mountain and rushed up the mountain.

After passing Yingxian Pavilion and Wusong Ridge, head straight for Wangtian Cliff.

The group was shouting and yelling, and there were at least two or three hundred people.

Judging from their agile and healthy physiques, their wielding of weapons, and their swift leaps, they were clearly all skilled fighters.

Several others led the way, leaping and bounding as if their feet never touched the ground.

They are even rarer masters.

"Good, they've calculated that I'm the only one on the mountain, and they're here to wipe out my entire Tianxing family."

Qin Huaiying's voice was calm, but her eyebrows were slightly raised, exuding a murderous aura.

He turned to look at Lu Wubing, feeling nothing but relief.

If it weren't for taking on such a good apprentice...

This is really difficult.

Who is in charge on the other end?
Leaving absolutely no room for compromise.

Once they see the three masters of the Tianxing Sect appear together, they immediately send out the majority of their forces to attack the stronghold.

Judging from their aggressive manner, they might kill people, rob things, and then set a fire.

"Don't they know that there is still a grandmaster uncle living in the Ancestral Master Cave?"

Lu Wubing is actually quite strange.

No matter how you look at it, that old man doesn't seem like someone below the Innate Realm. Even now, when he thinks back on it, he still can't quite fathom the other man's level of cultivation.

"I know, but that grandmaster uncle's lifespan should have been exhausted long ago. He just used a special method to feign death and live a life of tortoise-like breathing."

Normally, you can't disturb them at all; once they unleash their full power, they'll die instantly.

Qin Huaiying sighed, "If things really can't be done, even Grandmaster Uncle won't take action. He will take the inheritance and escape down the mountain to ensure its continuation, hoping to make a comeback."

"This secret is only known within the Three Divine Peaks, and only those who are close to them know about it..."

"I see."

Lu Wubing understood.

That elder who transmits skills cannot fight.

Moreover, he was simply too old, and he used all his cultivation for health preservation, so he slept very soundly on weekdays.

Once the real action is taken, it will be the end of the road.

Therefore, these masked men in black could swagger into the mountain.

"They're all here. They didn't escape, nor did they ambush us?"

A burly man with broad shoulders and a slightly hunched back spoke in a hoarse voice, unable to suppress the joy in his tone. He turned his head and laughed, "Seniors, how much benefit you can gain depends on you. Settle grievances and avenge wrongs. First, we need to loosen up our muscles and break the foundation of the Heavenly Star Sect."

"Good, there are so many female disciples. I've made the right choice coming here."

"Qin Huaiying is entrusted to this old man; no one is allowed to take her away. Tsk tsk, the sect leader's daughter is here too; she's truly a great beauty. The two of them standing together look like sisters, haha..."

“Lu Wubing, I’ve finally found you.”

Perhaps it was because the atmosphere in front of the Tianxing Palace was just too strange.

As these people continued talking, they found themselves unable to continue.

Because they discovered that even ten-year-old girls and boys didn't show any fear on their faces; instead, they looked at them with excitement.

It's as if we haven't encountered a formidable enemy.

It was like encountering a sheep.

"Master's wife, have you recognized them? Should they all be killed?"

Lu Wubing was worried that Qin Huaiying might have reservations and think that there were some people who couldn't be killed, which would make things difficult.

"No one who went up the mountain was spared."

"Wu Bing, don't underestimate your master's wife. In this world, there's no one our Heavenly Star Sect wouldn't dare to kill."

She pointed to a gaunt old man on her left.

His fingertips twitched, and he pointed again at the woman next to him whose body was covered with many fleshy bones.

She was described as a woman because of her prominent chest. Although she had a fierce look in her eyes and a round face, making it difficult to distinguish between men and women, one could still tell from her body shape.

"These two are the Xuan Yin Old Demon and Lady Qian Gu. I personally chopped off the heads of their big-headed son. You have no idea how disgusting that kid was."

"Also, the one with the double short halberds, although his face is covered, you can tell from his weapons and blue hands that he's just wasting his time."

This man, named Qingjiao, once ambushed and killed passing merchants on the Luo River with extremely ruthless methods. He had eighteen adopted sons under his command, each one outstanding.

Your master and I found a dark and windy night, wiped out the entire Qingjiao Village, and burned it to the ground.

However, this man reacted quickly and fled without a fight, thus saving his life.

"And the others, Xiaolan, do you recognize them?"

"Of course I recognize it."

Ouyang Lan also laughed easily: "That one with the strange walking posture should be Lin Qiuyan, the Flower Butterfly. She was stabbed by my junior brother that day and after escaping, she actually became a gigolo for the Dongyi fleet. It's no wonder that she attracted some Dongyi swordsmen."

"That hunchback, if I'm not mistaken, your martial arts skills aren't particularly high, but your status is quite significant. You must be the liaison, perhaps one of my senior brothers from the Ziyang Sect?"

Ouyang Lan inherited her family's martial arts skills from a young age. Perhaps she wasn't very good at them, but she was truly remarkable in terms of her extensive knowledge and experience.

The martial arts techniques he had seen and the people he had met were far more numerous than those of Lu Wubing.

"Also, the old man on the right has a yin aura and keeps glancing at the Ancestral Master's Cave. He must be here to deal with that ancestor."

I guess he must be a first-rank master from the Prince's mansion, with extremely strong survival skills, but not quite a master of the innate realm.

If one were born with a high status and cherishes their life, there would be no way they would have fought their way up the mountain like this.

Behind him followed fifty men, all bearing the aura of soldiers; they were either from the Black Dragon Platform or the Tenglong Guard…

The so-called Black Dragon Platform was the personal guard of the Northern Zhou royal family, responsible for internal surveillance of officials and external intelligence gathering. It was similar in nature to the Golden Scale Guard of the Great Li Dynasty.

The Tenglong Guard was the personal guard of the Prince Gong's mansion in the southeast.

It is said to be composed of extraordinary individuals from the martial arts world, and their combat power is extremely formidable.

No one knows how many people are in this team. Once they are mobilized, ordinary martial arts sects will be unable to stop them. Destroying mountains and annihilating sects will be as easy as turning one's hand.

"As for the rest, they are probably bandits from various mountains and ridges, not worth mentioning."

Ouyang Lan concluded.

The mother and daughter's words made everyone uneasy.

The situation is too strange.

It wouldn't matter if I didn't recognize them.

Unfortunately, even with his face covered, he couldn't escape their sharp eyes.

If someone recognizes you and remains so relaxed, that's a big problem.

"You've already stormed the mountain gate, and you're still chatting and reminiscing here? You guys are really something else."

Lin Qiuyan was filled with hatred upon seeing her enemy. As she spoke, she took flight like a colorful butterfly.

With a flick of his sleeve, a pink mist mixed with glittering objects shot straight at Lu Wubing.

"laugh……"

The pinkish haze has just appeared.

Lin Qiuyan's body, which was still in mid-air, came to a stop.

Half a sword blade appeared behind the neck.

Fresh blood spurted out.

"You think it's still two months ago?"

Lu Wubing stopped, and the several afterimages behind him disappeared at that moment.

He turned back and smiled, "Master's wife, these experts are all very strong. I like them, so I won't save any for you."

The words have not yet fallen.

The figure had already reached the tall, thin, masked swordsman in black.

"Return to the Tibetan ..."

The swordsman's aura surged like flames, rising more than ten feet into the air, and his sword was about to strike out like lightning.

He had only cut halfway when a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

puff……

A blood hole appeared between his eyebrows.

"Not good, innate sword intent, join forces."

A soft, feminine voice screamed. The person who had been standing calmly, exuding the air of a master, suddenly shuffled backward, about to retreat wildly.

"What alliance? Can you even form one?"

Lu Wubing sneered and disappeared.

A streak of light appeared, moving swiftly back and forth.

In everyone's eyes, only a faint golden halo remained; they could only see the golden light, not the people.

"That damned eunuch... how dare he come to Tianxing Peak? Is he here to die?"

"Azure Dragon, what stinky snake? If you can live, just hide away. You're tired of living."

Lu Wubing killed them all with a single sword strike.

Like killing chickens and slaughtering dogs.

The killings terrified everyone around them.

"kill……"

A delicate shout rang out from the square.

The formation of 156 disciples moved.

Countless streaks of light flashed.

Well, words can't describe how miserable this moment was.

The black-clad men who rushed forward, scattered in groups, were struck by over a hundred streaks of light in a single exchange.

Only a small number of people remained. Finally, they realized what was happening and fled down the mountain, crying and shouting.

But by then it was too late.

These disciples of Jingxin Hall had been holding their breath for half the morning, brewing up murderous intent, eager to make a name for themselves and receive a reward.

They will not be let off the hook.

The mountains were filled with the light of swords.

They spared no effort, unleashing as many sword strikes as they could, even if it meant exhaustion and depletion of internal energy, they would still rush to kill.

Even Junior Sister Su, after excitedly killing two people, was gagging while still vying to kill a third.

This kid has gone mad with killing.

Those who didn't manage to grab one had red eyes.

This is a medicinal pill, a miraculous sword technique, and the young sect leader's appreciation. Who dares to fall behind, who wants to fall behind?
Xuan Yin and Qian Gu were only a few steps slower in escaping before they were pierced by seventeen or eighteen swords.

Three more sword holes pierced through his body, one in front and one behind.

I don't know who got the idea.

They wished they had two more legs; their bodies were shrouded in black aura as they frantically circulated their inner energy.

Just as they reached Yingxian Pavilion, they saw a young and handsome figure dressed in a blue sword robe waiting ahead.

“My master’s wife said, ‘Leave no one alive,’ and that means leave no one alive.”

Before Lu Wubing could finish speaking, sword flashes appeared one after another.

The two heads exploded like shattered watermelons.

Both of them were at the second rank of cultivation level, with profound internal energy that could protect their heads, forcing Lu Wubing to exert all his strength in using his sword.

The scene became a little awkward.

Why do they stand like wooden stakes when facing you, completely unable to resist?

Senior Sister Xiaolan rushed down, panting, and asked curiously.

"It's actually very simple. They thought they had been stabbed even before they were actually hit by the sword."

Sword intent injures the mind first, then the body. Senior Sister Xiaolan, if you encounter sword intent at this level, please don't be foolish and rush in.

"Am I stupid enough to rush in?"

Ouyang Lan rolled her eyes and looked at the two hundred or so men in black lying on the mountain with a smile.

He thought to himself, "In all these years, the Heavenly Star Sect has never been this powerful."

The mother was stunned, standing there without drawing her sword.

……

(End of this chapter)