Chapter 63 Soft Persimmon?

"Feiyun sword technique, you are a disciple of feiyun sect. Stop."

Exclaimed bloody Wu Mo.

"If you say stop, stop?"

The rich man sneered and the Sword light kept pushing Wu Mo back.

Poof!

In the end, Wu Mo's Sword light left a long wound on his arm, and blood flowed out.

At this moment, the noble prince stood up with his sword in his hands and said proudly, "This time, I will teach you a lesson. Next time, I will die! Remember, I am the core disciple of feiyun sect, Xu Feiyun. What bloody hand? In my eyes, feiyun sect is trash."

"It turns out that he is a core disciple of the feiyun sect. No wonder he has such strength. This Wu Mo is really looking for abuse."

Lu Ming suddenly shook his head and smiled.

In eastern Empire of the scorching sun, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect was naturally the supreme hegemon.

But in addition to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, there are actually other sects, these sects and the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, of course, the difference is not known how much, but compared to some casual training, or some small families, it is much better.

Feiyun sect was such a sect.

"You..."

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

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

Whoosh!

Then, he clapped his hand at the sound of the landing.

Since he lost face with Xu Feiyun, he found it with Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's eyes turned cold, and a cold smile hung from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Wu Mo's palm and did not move.

"Die!"

A cold smile flitted across Wu Mo's mouth.

"This kid, he's scared out of his wits."

One of Yinshansangui shook his head.

Just then, a Sword light burst out, and the snow-white Sword light cut through the air faster and colder than Xu Feiyun's.

Poof!

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

"Ahhh, my hand!"

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

His palm, of course, 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 with a serious expression.

It looked like he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he was able to cut off the hand of red Wu Mo with a single sword. What a terrible strength.

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

Wu Mo screamed mournfully.

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

Lu Ming shouted.

"What? Xuanyuan Sword Sect!"

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

It turned out that he was a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. No wonder he was so powerful.

Even Xu Feiyun, who had a proud face, was now honest.

"Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciple, haha, I admit defeat."

Wu Mo laughed miserably.

For him, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect was a giant. If he didn't want to die, he wouldn't be able to avenge lu ming for the rest of his life.

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

"Xuanyuan Sword Sect?"

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

"Haha, it turns out to be a young hero from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. I'm so disrespectful."

The gray-haired old man said politely with a fist in his hand.

Then the others got up and cupped their fists.

Lu Ming smiled, returned a salute, and sat down.

"Haha, I didn't expect to see Xuanyuan Sword Sect heroes this time. I didn't even know about my mission cards from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and they were collected by the company. But this is better. We have more confidence this time. Okay, now, let's go."

Zhu Chuan smiled.

Everyone nodded and followed zhu chuan out of the The zhu family.

Outside, the The zhu family is ready.

A carriage, dozens of The zhu family guards, and more than a dozen Green scale horse.

"In this carriage, it's my miss The zhu family."

Zhu chuan said.

The crowd nodded and rode on the Green scale horse. Zhu Chuan said "Let's go," and dozens of Green scale horse made a" rumble" sound as they headed towards Dark blood mountain.

Zhu Chuan was traveling together.

Yuekong city was more than ten days away from Dark blood mountain.

They traveled by day and rested at night.

Three days passed in a flash.

These three days, it was very calm, because the closest to Dark blood mountain was the most dangerous.

Because it was near Dark blood mountain and the terrain was desolate, there were all kinds of bandits, horse thieves, etc.

The fourth day, late at night.

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

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a shrill scream sounded, and in the quiet of the night, it seemed particularly abrupt.

Whoosh!

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

Whoosh! Whoosh!...

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

It was a huge tent, where the carriage of the The zhu family's eldest lady was parked.

Lu Ming, Yinshansangui, Xu Feiyun and others arrived almost at the same time.

Outside the tent, a figure fell.

It was the grey-haired old man, but at this moment, his heart was pierced by a short gun, and there was no breath left.

Everyone frowned.

Over the past few days, everyone had already known each other. This old man was called chen xin and used a short gun.

Now, the old man was pierced through his heart by his own short gun.

"What happened?"

Zhu chuan rushed over and his face changed when he saw this.

"Uncle fu, what's going on?"

Cried Zhu Chuan.

In the tent, an old man with a slightly bent figure came out. He was trembling and said, "Report to second elder, your subordinates don't know what happened. Just now, they heard a scream and were so scared that they didn't dare to come out to check. Then you came."

"There are almost no signs of fighting here, and although chen xin's cultivation is not very high, but there are also five peaks of the martial arts master's cultivation. Who can make chen xin almost have no resistance and kill him with his own short gun?"

Yinshansangui's boss said with a serious face.

The others frowned and thought.

"Could it be someone from the The zhou family?"

Zhu Chuan's face suddenly changed.

"The zhou family, what The zhou family?"

Xu Feiyun asked.

"Well... I won't hide it from you. Our The zhu family has a rival, the The zhu family. This one... Has been fighting with the The zhu family for decades. Everyone wants to destroy the The zhu family. This time, if they know that I am seriously injured, they may send someone to stop us from escorting the pills."

Zhu Chuan explained.

"Is there such a thing? Elder zhu, when your The zhu family issued the mission, it did not explain this. Now there is an extra week out of thin air? Home, the danger is rising rapidly. No, I think this mission is still open to discussion."

Yinshansangui's boss's face changed.

"Not bad!"

Xu Feiyun nodded.

(The end of this chapter)