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Chapter 63 Soft persimmon?

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

Blood-handed Wu Mo exclaimed.

"You said stop?"

The noble young master sneered, and the sword light kept on, forcing Wu Mo to retreat repeatedly.

Puff!

Finally, the noble prince's sword light left a long wound on Wu Mo's arm, and blood flowed.

At this time, the noble prince stood up with his sword and said proudly: "This time I will teach you a lesson, and the next time, I will die! Remember, I am Xu Feiyun, the core disciple of Feiyun Sect. What bloody hand? In my Feiyun Sect's eyes, it's garbage."

"So it's the core disciple of Feiyun Sect. No wonder he has such strength. Wu Mo is really looking for abuse."

Lu Ming suddenly realized, then shook his head and smiled slightly.

In the eastern part of the Scarlet Sun Empire, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect is naturally the supreme overlord.

But in addition to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, there are actually some other sects. These sects are naturally much different from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, but they are much stronger than some casual cultivators or some small families.

Feiyun Sect is such a sect.

"you..."

Wu Mo's face was extremely ugly when he was scolded like this in public by a young man in his twenties. He was blue and white, but he would never dare to make him attack Xu Feiyun.

Suddenly, he looked at Lu Ming and said coldly: "Boy, why did you shake your head and laugh at me just now? Are you laughing at me? You little bastard dare to laugh at me? I killed you."

call!

Then, he slapped at Lu Ming with a palm.

Since you have lost face on Xu Feiyun, you will find it back on Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's eyes became cold, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth. He looked at Wu Mo's palm and did not move.

"Suffer to die!"

A cold smile flashed across Wu Mo's lips.

"This kid is scared silly."

One of the three ghosts in Yinshan shook his head and said.

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

Puff!

A blood flashed, followed by Wu Mo's shrill scream.

"Ahhh, my hand!"

Wu Mo screamed and retreated, and one of his palms disappeared.

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

What a fast sword, what a ruthless method.

The others in the hall trembled in their hearts and all looked at Lu Ming with a serious look on their faces.

He looks only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he can actually cut off Wu Mo's palm with one sword. He has such a terrible strength.

"Ahhh, who are you? Who are you?"

Wu Mo screamed shrillly.

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

Lu Ming shouted.

"What? Xuanyuan Sword Sect!"

The others were shocked and then they looked stunned.

It turns out that he is a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, no wonder he has such strength.

Even Xu Feiyun, who had a proud look on his face, became honest at this time.

"Disciple of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, haha, I've admitted it."

Wu Mo smiled miserably.

For him, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect is a giant. If he doesn't want to die, he will never be able to seek revenge on Lu Ming in his life.

Wu Mo picked up his broken hand, rushed out of the hall in a panic, and disappeared.

"Is Xuanyuan Sword Sect?"

Above the hall, the second elder's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Haha, it turns out that it is a young hero from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, who is indifferent to respect."

The old man with gray hair clasped his fists first and said politely.

Then several others also stood up and clasped their fists.

Lu Ming smiled slightly, replied with a greeting, and then sat down.

"Haha, I didn't expect that there would be heroes from Xuanyuan Sword Sect this time. I don't know that my Zhu family's mission card was collected by Xuanyuan Sword Sect. But this is better, and we have a greater grasp this time. Okay, then let's go now."

Zhu Chuan said with a smile.

Everyone nodded and followed Zhu Chuan out of the Zhu family.

Outside, the Zhu family members were ready.

A carriage, dozens of Zhu family guards, and more than ten green scale horses.

"There is my eldest lady of the Zhu family in this carriage."

Zhu Chuan Road.

Everyone nodded and rode on the green scale horse. Zhu Chuan said "set", and dozens of green scale horses made a "rumbling" sound, and the group headed towards the Dark Blood Mountain.

Zhu Chuan walked together.

Yuekongcheng is more than ten days away from Dark Blood Mountain.

Everyone rushed to the road during the day and rested at night.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

These three days were very peaceful, because the most dangerous thing was to get close to Dark Blood Mountain.

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

The fourth day, late at night.

Lu Ming sat cross-legged in a temporary tent and meditated and practiced.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a shrill scream sounded, 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, and the eldest lady of the Zhu family's carriage was parked here.

Lu Ming, the Three Ghosts of Yinshan, Xu Feiyun and others reached almost at the same time.

Outside the tent, a figure fell down there.

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

Everyone frowned.

Everyone has known each other these days. The old man is Chen Xin and he is using a short gun.

And now, the old man was actually pierced through his heart by his short gun.

"What's going on?"

Zhu Chuan rushed over and saw this scene, his face changed drastically.

"Uncle Fu, what's going on?"

Zhu Chuan shouted.

An old man with a hunchback came out of the tent, and at this time he was trembling, saying, "Report to the second elder, I don't know what's going on? I suddenly heard a scream just now, which scared my subordinates to not dare to come out to check it out, and then you are here."

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

The boss of the three ghosts in Yinshan said with a serious expression.

The other people also frowned and were thinking.

"Can they be from the Zhou family?"

Zhu Chuan suddenly changed his face.

"Zhou family, what Zhou family?"

Xu Feiyun asked.

"This... I don't hide it from you. Our Zhu family has a mortal enemy, the Zhou family. The Zhou family has been fighting openly and secretly for decades, and everyone wants to destroy the other party. This time, if the Zhou family knows that my Zhu family ancestor is seriously injured, it may not be possible to send someone to stop us from escorting the pills."

Zhu Chuan explained.

"There is such a thing? Elder Zhu Er, your Zhu family did not explain this when they issued the mission. Now there is one more week out of thin air? The danger is rising sharply. No, I think this mission is still to be discussed."

The boss of the three ghosts in Yinshan changed his face.

"good!"

Xu Feiyun also nodded.
Chapter completed!
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