Chapter 63 Soft Persimmons?

"Feiyun Sword Art, you are a disciple of Feiyun Sect, stop."

Bloody Wu Mo exclaimed.

"You said stop it?"

The noble man sneered, and the sword light kept going, forcing Wu Mo to retreat again and again.

puff!

In the end, your son's sword light left a long wound on Wu Mo's arm, blood flowing.

At this time, the noble son took his sword and stood up, proudly saying: "This time I will teach you a lesson, next time, it will be death! Remember, I am the core disciple of Feiyun Sect, Xu Feiyun, what bloody hands? In the eyes of my Feiyun sect It's rubbish in there."

"It turned out to be the core disciple of Feiyun Sect. No wonder he has such strength. This Wu Mo is really looking for abuse."

Lu Ming was stunned, then shook his head and smiled slightly.

In the eastern part of the Lie Sun Empire, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect was naturally the supreme overlord.

But in addition to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, there are actually other sects. Compared with the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, these sects are naturally different, but compared to some loose cultivators or some small families, there are Much stronger.

Feiyun Sect is such a sect.

"you..."

Being reprimanded in public by a young man in his twenties, Wu Mo's face was extremely ugly, turning blue and white, but he would never dare to let him attack Xu Feiyun.

Suddenly, he looked at Lu Ming, and said coldly, "Boy, what did you shake your head and laugh at just now? Are you laughing at me? How dare you laugh at me just because you are a bastard? I'll kill you."

call!

Then, he slapped Lu Ming with a palm.

Since I lost face on Xu Feiyun, I will find it on Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's eyes became cold, a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Wu Mo's palm, motionless.

"Suffer to death!"

A cold smile crossed the corner of Wu Mo's mouth.

"This kid, you're so scared."

One of the three ghosts of Yinshan shook his head.

At this moment, a sword light burst out, and the snow-white sword light smashed the air, faster and colder than Xu Feiyun's sword light just now.

puff!

Blood flashed, followed by Wu Mo's shrill screams.

"Ah, my hand!"

Wu Mo screamed back, and one of his palms was gone.

Of course, his palm was cut off by Lu Ming's sword.

Such a fast sword, such a ruthless means.

The rest of the people in the hall trembled, and all looked at Lu Ming solemnly.

It seems that he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he was able to cut off the palm of Wu Mo's bloody hand with one sword, which is a terrible strength.

"Ah, who are you? Who are you?"

Wu Mo screamed sternly.

"Xuanyuan Sword Sect, Lu Ming, if you want revenge, you can go to Xuanyuan Sword Sect to find me, now, get out of here!"

Lu Ming shouted.

"What? Xuanyuan Sword Sect!"

Everyone else was shocked, and then showed a sudden look.

It turned out to be a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, no wonder he has such strength.

Even Xu Feiyun, who had a proud face at first, became honest at this time.

"Disciple of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, haha, I admit it."

Wu Mo smiled miserably.

To him, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect was a giant. If he didn't want to die, he wouldn't be able to take revenge on Lu Ming in this lifetime.

Wu Mo picked up his severed hand, rushed out of the hall in embarrassment, and disappeared.

"Xuanyuan Sword Sect?"

Above the hall, the second elder's eyes flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Haha, it turned out to be the young Yingjie of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, disrespectful and disrespectful."

The gray-haired old man first clasped his fists and said politely.

Then several other people also got up and clasped their fists.

Lu Ming smiled slightly, returned a salute, and sat down by himself.

"Haha, I didn't expect that this time there was Yingjie from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. I didn't even know my Zhu Family's quest cards, and they were collected by the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, but this is better, and we have a better grasp this time. Some, well, now, let's go."

Zhu Chuan laughed.

Everyone nodded and followed Zhu Chuan out of Zhu's house.

Outside, the Zhu family's people are ready.

A carriage, dozens of Zhu family guards, and more than a dozen green-scaled horses.

"On this carriage is my eldest Miss Zhu family."

Zhu Chuan Road.

Everyone nodded and rode on the blue-scaled horse, Zhu Chuan said "Go", dozens of green-scaled horses made a "rumbling" sound, and the group went towards Darkblood Mountain.

Zhu Chuan went together.

Yuekong City is more than ten days away from Darkblood Mountain.

People hurry during the day and rest at night.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

These three days have been very quiet, because it is the most dangerous because it is close to the Dark Blood Mountain.

Because it is close to the Dark Blood Mountain and the terrain is desolate, there are all kinds of bandits and horse thieves dormant.

Fourth day, late at night.

Lu Ming sat cross-legged in a temporary tent, meditating and practicing.

"what!"

Suddenly, a shrill scream rang out, which seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet late night.

Swish!

Lu Ming opened his eyes instantly and rushed out like a gust of wind.

Swish! Swish! ...

Obviously, not only him, but others were also alarmed, and rushed towards the source of the sound.

It was a huge tent, where Miss Zhu's carriage was parked.

Lu Ming, the three ghosts of Yinshan, Xu Feiyun and others arrived almost at the same time.

Outside the tent, a figure fell there.

It was the gray-haired old man, but at this time, his heart was pierced by a short spear, and he no longer had any breath.

Everyone frowned.

In the past few days, everyone has known each other. This old man is called Chen Xin, and he is using a short spear.

And now, this old man was actually pierced through his heart by his own short spear.

"what happened?"

Zhu Chuan came in a hurry, and when he saw this scene, his face changed greatly.

"Fu Bo, what's going on?"

Zhu Chuan cried.

In the tent, an old man with a rickety figure walked out, trembling at this time, and said: "Report to the second elder, my subordinates don't know what's going on? I heard a scream just now, and the subordinates were so scared that they dared not come out to check. , and then you come."

"There are almost no traces of fighting here, and although Chen Xin's cultivation is not very high, he also has the cultivation of the fifth-level martial artist. Who can make Chen Xin almost have no resistance and kill him with his own short gun?"

The boss of the Yinshan Three Ghosts said with a rather solemn expression.

Several other people frowned, thinking.

"Could it be from the Zhou family?"

Zhu Chuan suddenly changed his face.

"Zhou family, what Zhou family?"

Xu Feiyun asked.

"This... don't hide it from all of you. Our Zhu family has a deadly rival, the Zhou family. This Zhou family has been fighting with the Zhu family for decades, and everyone wants to destroy the other. This time, if the Zhou family knew about me, Zhu family. The ancestor of the family was seriously injured, and it may not be necessary to send someone to stop us from escorting the medicine to the past."

Zhu Chuan explained.

"Is there such a thing? Second Elder Zhu, you didn't explain this when the Zhu family issued the task, and now there is an extra week out of thin air? The danger is skyrocketing, no, I think this task is still open for discussion."

The face of the boss of the Yinshan Three Ghosts changed.

"good!"

Xu Feiyun also nodded.

(End of this chapter) Dragon King of Wandao