Chapter 134 Cold Bloodline

Lu Ming smiled faintly, reached out a hand, grabbed one of Qiu Yue's small hands, and then looked at Jian Wuchen, saying, "Don't you see that Qiu Yue cares about me very much, and you're not a fool to scold me like that in front of the people she cares about?"

"Bastard, let go of your dog paws!"

Jian Wuchen's eyes turned red when he saw Lu Ming grabbing Qiu Yue's hand.

Since the first time he saw Qiu Yue, he had booked Qiu Yue as his woman. Now, Lu Ming dared to grab Qiu Yue's hand. Even he had never touched Qiu Yue's hand. How dare he? How does he deserve it?

His heart was burning with jealousy.

Boo!

He stepped out step by step, approaching Lu Ming in an instant, and chopped at lu ming with one palm.

It was just a palm, but it gave the impression that it was a God Sword.

"Jian Wuchen, what are you doing?"

Qiu Yue was so shocked that he wanted to stand in front of Lu Ming.

But Lu Ming stepped forward and punched him.

The fist and Jian Wuchen's palm hit together.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and the energy was overflowing. The mountains beneath Lu Ming and Jian Wuchen seemed to have been ploughed and deep ravines appeared.

With a slight shake, the two of them took two steps back.

"Jian Wuchen, stop!"

Qiu Yue stood in front of Lu Ming and glared at Jian Wuchen.

Seeing Qiu Yue's look, Jian Wuchen stopped, but his face became even uglier. He stared at lu ming and said, "Little bastard, you have some ability. You can take 30 % of my power. It seems that you are on the so-called bronze list in the Four great courtyards, right?"

Lu Ming smiled calmly and said, "You are not bad enough to force both of us to succeed!"

"Two successes? Hahaha, the ability to speak without thinking is not small, and it is not afraid of people laughing their teeth off."

Jian Wuchen laughed with mockery.

The other youths also smiled sarcastically.

Lu Ming said he had only used two of his powers of success? Who would believe it?

Lu Ming sneered, too lazy to explain.

"Since you said you only used two of your powers of success, then I would like to see how strong you are with ten percent of your powers?"

Jian Wuchen sneered and a sword rang. Above him, a simple War sword appeared.

The War sword, which seemed to be full of mottled years, was very old, as if it had been passed down from ancient times.

This is Jian Wuchen's blood.

The blood vessels of weapons are all special, mysterious and difficult to guess.

Lu Ming's eyes sparkled. This was the first time he had seen a special blood line.

As soon as the blood of the sword came out, Jian Wuchen's body was surrounded by fierce sword qi.

There was a hint of war in Lu Ming's eyes, a special bloodline. What was he afraid of?

He could see that Jian Wuchen was also a master of the ninth highest level.

Just as lu ming was about to break out in his cultivation and fight Jian Wuchen, Qiu Yue shouted angrily, "Jian Wuchen, if you dare to attack today, you and I will be sworn enemies from now on!"

Qiu Yue was very firm and unquestionable.

"You..."

Jian Wuchen was furious, but he had no choice. His sword blood had disappeared and his breath had weakened.

"Young master, let's go!"

Qiu Yue pulled lu ming's hand and dragged him out.

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows and let Qiu Yue pull him. He went straight ahead and disappeared here.

"Brother jian, a piece of trash from a Four great courtyards who dares to contradict you and get so close to sister Qiu Yue, damn it!"

Another young man said.

Looking at the direction in which Qiu Yue and lu ming disappeared, Jian Wuchen's eyes were burning with jealousy and murderous intent.

"The kid who can take a sword with 30 % of his brother's strength should be on the bronze list of the Four great courtyards. Hehe, I can't come out of the qilin academy. These people on the bronze list really think they are geniuses. It's ridiculous."

A young man in a blue robe smiled.

"It's time for me to go out and walk around in Qilin courtyard. Otherwise, the other four courtyards would have forgotten us and ignored us."

Jian Wuchen said coldly.

Whew!

The next moment, he moved and turned into a Sword light, charging towards the third level and the first heavy monster.

With a puff, the demon beast was cut in half and blood splattered everywhere.

...

Qiu Yue pulled the landing whistle and walked for miles before stopping.

"Young master, although Jian Wuchen is an abominable and annoying person, he has a terrible talent and is extremely powerful. It is not suitable for young master to fight with him now."

Qiu Yue explained to lu ming, afraid that Lu Ming would feel uncomfortable.

Lu Ming smiled, reached out and scratched the tip of Qiu Yue's nose, "If you hadn't pulled me away, young master would have beaten him to the ground."

Qiu Yue blinked, his face slightly red, and he didn't take it seriously, "Young master, this... This time, Qiu Yue misses you, you... Have you..."

Speaking of this, Qiu Yue's face was red and he lowered his head shyly, but he could not continue what he said.

"Our Qiu Yue is so beautiful, how can the young master not miss you? I miss you all the time!"

Lu Ming whispered in Qiu Yue's ear.

Qiu Yue's face turned even redder, and even his neck turned red, "Really... Really?"

"Of course it's true. When did the young master ever lie to you?"

Lu Ming said with a straight face.

Qiu Yue's face showed a happy smile, but the next moment he showed a sad face and said, "Unfortunately master doesn't let me go out now. Unless I reach the fourth level of the great martial arts master, Qiu Yue will be with the young master."

"Hm? Qiu Yue, have you awakened your blood?"

Lu Ming asked, a little curious.

"Wake up, young master!"

As he spoke, Qiu Yue's back flashed with blood, and a snow-white air mass emerged. At the same time, a cold air filled his body. With lu ming's cultivation, he felt cold all over.

What surprised Lu Ming even more was the eight blood-red chakras on the snow-white air mass.

Eight chakras, eight levels, Lu Ming was shocked.

The next moment, Qiu Yue withdrew his bloodline and the temperature rose.

"Qiu Yue, is this a cold bloodline?"

Lu Ming asked in surprise.

"Yes!"

Qiu Yue nodded.

"It's really cold blood!"

Lu Ming was shocked and delighted.

There are also several different kinds of special blood vessels.

The common blood type is weapons, and the other type is the natural blood type.

Such as ice, fire, wind, blood, thunder and so on.

This kind of bloodline was born naturally according to the nature of heaven and earth. It was born with these elements and was extremely wonderful and powerful.

Practicing the related martial arts and even understanding the corresponding' power' have their own advantages.

But there were too few natural bloodlines, and it was hard to find one among hundreds of millions of people.

Moreover, the blood level, also as high as level eight, this is even rarer.

You know, Duanmu Lin is known as a peerless genius. His blood level is only seven.

And most of the new kings of Xuanyuan Sword Sect were only level six.

No wonder Qiu Yue's master wanted her to be above the fourth rank of a great martial arts master before he let her go out.

If other sects knew about this talent, they would probably send assassins.

(The end of this chapter)