A player on Mount Hua starts by obtaining the Prism color entry.

Boss Lu's weapons are a pair of iron shields, which are designed for a powerful and straightforward approach. The pair of iron shields can be smashed or rammed, and even ordinary grandmasters cannot break them in one move.

Min Lao Er's weapon is a thick-backed ghost-head saber, whose blade strikes are ruthless and swift, each aimed straight for vital points. He is also quite agile, moving and entangled in combat, severing heads unexpectedly.

The two worked together seamlessly, one engaging the enemy head-on while the other roamed and entangled them. Even Yue Buqun would need more than ten moves to defeat them, and more than thirty moves to kill them, and that was assuming they didn't run away.

Two top-tier experts ganging up on a novice disciple—that's utterly shameless!

For Lu Ming, killing them in full view of everyone was also a way to quickly enhance his reputation.

The higher one's reputation, the easier it is to navigate the world. Making money becomes easier, and opening a shop reduces the likelihood of being bothered by all sorts of people.

More importantly, the higher his reputation as a chivalrous hero, the more satisfied Yue Buqun would be, and the faster he would be able to teach him advanced martial arts techniques.

Concentrating his mind and calming his breath, he pushed his internal energy to its limit, and the sword in his hand also shimmered with a luminous glow under the infusion of internal energy.

Seeing Lu Laoda's iron shield hurtling towards him with overwhelming force, Lu Ming, with his left foot back and his right foot forward, thrust out his longsword.

He used his inner energy to control the sword and unleashed the most lethal move in the Huashan swordplay.

"Xiao Shi rides a dragon!"

He pushed his footwork to its limit, thrusting his longsword straight at the opponent's shield, aiming directly for the heart, a weak point.

In an instant, the longsword clashed with the iron shield.

The expected deafening roar did not occur; the longsword pierced the thick iron shield with surprising ease, as if cutting through butter with a rolling knife.

puff!

"you!"

Boss Lu stared in disbelief at the long sword in his heart, blood gushing out like a waterfall.

He had clearly blocked the opponent's sword strike and restrained him, and was just waiting for his second brother to come out from the side so he could cut off his head.

Why did he suddenly feel a surge of internal energy erupting, allowing the sword to easily pierce through the shield, catching him off guard and killing him instantly!

hiss!

Everyone gasped in astonishment; this was incredible!

Linghu Chong was starting to doubt his life. He knew the Huashan sword technique inside and out and knew that this move, "Xiao Shi Riding the Dragon," was not that powerful.

"Did I practice incorrectly? Is this the right way? What kind of sword technique am I practicing?"

Liang Fa, Lu Dayou, and the others also looked at the swords in their hands. Why was the Huashan sword technique so weak in their hands?

When Min Lao Er saw his eldest brother being killed, his eyes widened in fury. Instead of retreating, he advanced and slashed even more fiercely.

The White Tiger Blade Technique, pushed to its limit, was both swift and ruthless, unleashing a series of blade flashes. Between the real and the illusory, any miscalculation meant certain death.

The primordial energy circulated within his body, restoring some of his internal strength.

Lu Ming withdrew his longsword, lightly tapped his feet to propel himself backward, and used the "Welcoming Pine Tree" move to deflect the opponent's blade.

The clash of swords produced a series of sounds, and no matter how sharp Min Lao Er's swordsmanship was, he was unable to break through Lu Ming's sword moves.

"Xiao Shi rides the dragon!"

Seeing that the opponent was about to unleash another deadly move, Min Lao Er hurriedly took a few steps back.

Unexpectedly, Lu Mingjian changed his sword technique midway through the move, transforming his sword strike into "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun" halfway through the execution. The sword technique's changes, resembling a gazelle hanging its horns, were a feast for the eyes.

puff!

As Min Lao Er watched the long sword suddenly pierce his throat, his resentment, shock, and anger dissipated as darkness enveloped him.

died!

He single-handedly thwarted the combined attack of two top-tier masters and even managed to turn the tables!

so amazing!

The Huashan Sect has produced another outstanding disciple!

This is a thought that arises in everyone's mind.

It seems that the Huashan Sect is about to rise to prominence. The deterrent power of a master is far greater than that of an ordinary disciple!

Only Yue Buqun felt a flicker of displeasure; he valued rules above all else. The Qi Sect's sword techniques emphasized composure and weight, and Lu Ming's sudden change of move just now had a touch of the Sword Sect's style.

The reason why the Huashan Sect declined was due to the infighting between the Qi Sect and the Sword Sect decades ago. It would be strange if he liked sword techniques!

"Junior brother, you're awesome!"

Yue Lingshan was the first to cheer. Watching her junior brother make a name for himself, her pretty face was full of pride and joy, just like a wife who felt proud when her husband became successful.

Linghu Chong's lips twitched slightly; he wasn't jealous, but he did have some existential doubts.

Did he waste his sword skills of more than ten years on nothing?

Yi Qing and Yi He also had their eyes sparkling. Who wouldn't like such a handsome and young hero with superb martial arts skills?

A hint of relief flashed in Ning Zhongze's eyes; she could see the affection her daughter had for him. If Lu Ming hadn't been a recent in-law, marrying her daughter to him would have been a good choice.

As the sect leader's wife, she knew all too well how attractive a young, unmarried disciple with high martial arts skills would be to other sects.

It's not that they'll make Lu Ming leave the sect and join another. Rather, they'll use female disciples to arrange marriages, binding him to the sect.

This is not surprising. The Ming Cult's Yin Susu and Wudang's Zhang Wuxia, the Emei Sect's Ji Xiaofu and Wudang's Yin Liuxia are all visible.

Some were absorbed within the sect itself, such as He Taichong and Ban Shuxian from the Kunlun Sect, and her senior brother Yue Buqun.

Putting aside other considerations, the Hengshan Sect and the Emei Sect would probably be tempted. Those who can become sect leaders are not stupid; compared to the development of their sects, rules and regulations can be thrown aside.

Seeing their subordinates killed, Elder Mo and the others became even more enraged and attacked Ding Mian, shouting, "You villain, I'll kill you!"

Ding Mian dared not be careless and focused all his attention on the enemy, though he was also feeling frustrated.

"I didn't kill him, so go and attack Yue Buqun! What's it to me!"

The elders of the Demonic Sect aren't stupid either; Yue Buqun is a figure who ranks among the top masters.

It's true that he can't beat Ren Woxing, and he's slightly inferior to Zuo Lengchan. But against these elders of the Demonic Sect, it's a sure win!

Naturally, one should pick on the weakest target. Ding Mian was so angry he almost vomited blood. His disciple was seriously injured, and the stage he had painstakingly built with money and effort was stolen from him. It was a testament to his strong will that he didn't faint from anger.

As the lower-level disciples collapsed, Yue Buqun and his men continued their siege, and the elders of the Demonic Sect were injured one after another. One unlucky fellow was even killed by Yue Buqun.

"Walk!"

The experts have all left, and the underlings are scrambling to escape in a panic, wishing they had more legs!

"Where do you think you're going!"

Enraged, Ding Mian thrust his broadsword at the wounded Elder Mo, about to cut him down.

In a flash, a figure appeared in front of him before he even noticed it.

With two fingers, he gripped the menacing broadsword, and the fierce blade instantly froze, unable to budge it even an inch no matter how much internal energy Ding Mian channeled.

When Lu Ming saw who it was, he almost cried out in surprise.

Four eyebrows—Lu Xiaofeng!

He wore a loose and casual brocade robe, always with a nonchalant smile on his lips, his eyes were slightly raised with a hint of unruliness, and his long, slender fingers were lazy. He seemed indifferent, but it revealed a carefree and cynical attitude.

If there's any flaw, it's that he's not as handsome as I am!

Ding Mian clearly recognized the rogue, his face flushed red, yet he still couldn't utter a single word: "Members of the Demonic Sect deserve to die! Lu Xiaofeng, what are you doing?!"