Chapter 133: Killing on the Way [Thanks to Alliance leader Xiaohe005]

In the northern part of Ten Thousand Spiral Xianshan, there are more than a dozen immortal cultivation forces scattered, as well as some loose cultivators.

Among them, the Spirit Ba Dao Men, the Xie family, and the Meng family have Foundation Establishment cultivators sitting in town, which can be considered Foundation Establishment forces in the north of Ten Thousand Spiral Xianshan.

The rest are Qi Refinement forces.

However, among the loose cultivators, there are also individual Foundation Establishment cultivators who are independent and don't like to establish forces or sects, which are difficult characters that all forces in the north of Ten Thousand Spiral Xianshan are unwilling to offend.

The Stone Pillar Forest market that Xia Daoming mentioned is a market controlled by the Spirit Ba Dao Men. It only takes about an hour to get there from Jin Guifeng.

Before killing Ding Chu Shan back then, Xia Daoming had already inquired in detail about the situation in the north of Ten Thousand Spiral Xianshan.

This time, after revealing his eighth-rank Great Wu Shi cultivation on the way and being appreciated by Lu Ziying, he specifically inquired about the situation in the north of Ten Thousand Spiral Xianshan along the way.

Now he had a preliminary concept of the north of Ten Thousand Spiral Xianshan in his mind, but he still needed to go deep to understand the specific situation.

Xia Daoming quickly left the Jin Guifeng valley riding his Black Cloud Treading Snow.

Not long after Xia Daoming left, a flying bird magic treasure with wings spread two zhang wide and a hollow body used for carrying people took off from Seeking Immortal Cliff, then swooped down, skimming at low altitude along the mountain ridge.

The strong winds formed by spiritual energy agitation often rage over Ten Thousand Spiral Xianshan. Unless it is a high-tier flying magic treasure, it cannot withstand the strong winds and can only skim at low altitude.

On the flying bird magic treasure, two people stood against the wind.

They were none other than Lu Weiwen and Lu Lu Chengtian.

This trip was to send a four-hundred-year-old Dragon Pattern Purple Blood Ginseng to the Spirit Ba Dao Men.

"Uncle Ancestor, could it be that the matter of that lowly seed just ends like this?" Lu Lu Chengtian asked unwillingly.

"Lu Chengtian, you must remember that in the eyes of secular mortals, immortals live a carefree, idle, and uncontested life.

In reality, the struggles in the immortal cultivation world are a hundred or a thousand times more cruel than in the secular world. In the secular world, there are laws to limit, and there is reason to speak, but in the immortal cultivation world, power is the true reason.

As long as you possess powerful power, you can do whatever you want, and no one dares to disobey. Therefore, since we have already formed a grudge and hatred with that lowly seed's family today, we must not let him grow up." Lu Weiwen said, his originally elegant and fair face showing a trace of ferocity at this moment.

"Does Uncle Ancestor mean to find an opportunity to kill him!" Lu Lu Chengtian showed surprise.

"Stupid! The person named by the clan leader, is it someone you can kill just because you want to? If the clan leader investigates afterward, even I can't bear it.

I'm just telling you, I'm letting him go now, which doesn't mean I'll let him go in the future, it's just that this matter needs to be slowed down, and we need to find a suitable opportunity! In short, since we have formed a grudge, we must cut the weeds and eliminate the roots to avoid future trouble!" Lu Weiwen said.

"Uncle Ancestor is teaching me, grandson understands!" Lu Lu Chengtian bowed respectfully.

"Hmm, your talent is not bad. Uncle Ancestor's branch doesn't have any outstanding descendants. If you perform well, I will naturally cultivate you." Lu Weiwen said.

"Thank you, Uncle Ancestor, for your cultivation, grandson will definitely not fail your expectations!" Lu Lu Chengtian said.

Lu Weiwen nodded noncommittally, his gaze overlooking the ground below, when suddenly he saw a man and a horse, and his eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

"The man below seems to be that child's Junior Uncle!"

"That's right, his name is Xia Daoming, an eighth-rank Great Wu Shi. I heard he is very valued by Lu Ziying, and his mount seems to be somewhat spiritual." Lu Lu Chengtian's eyes brightened, revealing a trace of killing intent.

"Young and already an eighth-rank Great Wu Shi, he does have hope of becoming a Grandmaster. Once he becomes a Grandmaster, let alone you, even to me, he can pose a certain threat.

This person cannot be allowed to grow up, otherwise, with this person guarding that lowly seed, the opportunity for you to deal with him in the future will be much less, and the risk of leaking news when you deal with that lowly seed will also be greater." Lu Weiwen said lightly.

"Does Uncle Ancestor mean to kill him now!" Lu Lu Chengtian's heart jumped, he said.

"That lowly seed, you can't kill him now, but in this wilderness, can't you kill a mere outsider martial artist?"

Lu Weiwen said.

"But isn't Hanxing Valley in urgent need of people? Why not borrow the Yan family's hand to kill him?" Lu Lu Chengtian, although very much wanting to kill Xia Daoming now, wanted to appear more scheming and mature in front of Lu Weiwen, so he forcibly suppressed his killing intent and said.

"That's not a bad method. But what if he makes a contribution in Hanxing Valley and attracts the attention and importance of the clan's high-level? Then you would be doing the opposite.

It's better to kill him now, clean and neat. Anyway, he is just an eighth-rank Great Wu Shi, and with your ability, it's easy to take his life.

Moreover, I am also a bit unhappy about what happened this morning, and I want to see blood to stretch the depression in my heart, so it is his bad luck!" Lu Weiwen said coldly.

"Yes!" Lu Lu Chengtian was overjoyed.

On the horse's back.

Xia Daoming curled his lips into a sneer.

Lu Weiwen and the other two were on the flying bird magic treasure, just like Yama and judges, sentencing him to death. Xia Daoming's divine sense, which had become increasingly powerful and keen recently, had already sensed the magic treasure skimming at low altitude behind him, as well as two somewhat familiar auras.

However, that Lu Weiwen was a clan elder of the Lu family, and his strength was not weak.

Moreover, come to think of it, there was no deep hatred between the two. Xia Daoming didn't know much about his character. If it were just because of the conflict in concepts this morning, he would rashly make a move and take his life, which was not his style of doing things.

Otherwise, if it were Lu Lu Chengtian traveling alone, Xia Daoming would probably have made a move to take his dog life by now!

Lu Weiwen and the other two naturally didn't know that Xia Daoming had already sensed their arrival.

Seeing that Xia Daoming was just a mere eighth-rank Great Wu Shi, with the cultivation of the two of them, taking his life would be like reaching into a bag to get something. They naturally disdained to sneak attack from behind.

Moreover, Lu Weiwen and Lu Lu Chengtian were quite unhappy because of what happened this morning, and wanted to borrow the killing of Xia Daoming to stretch the depression in their hearts. They naturally wanted to torture him well and let him die knowing why!

Soon, a strong wind blew.

The flying bird magic treasure skimmed over Xia Daoming's head, then landed eight or nine zhang away from Xia Daoming.

Lu Weiwen put away the flying bird magic treasure and stood with his hands behind his back, his green clothes fluttering, his temperament elegant, a style of an immortal master.

He naturally wouldn't make a move personally against such a small character.

It was just watching a play on the side to adjust the mood that was spoiled this morning.

And Lu Lu Chengtian walked toward Xia Daoming with a smile on his face.

His gaze looking at Xia Daoming was like looking at a dead person.

Xia Daoming reined in his horse and stopped, then turned over and dismounted.

"Young Master Lu Chengtian, Clan Elder Weiwen, I don't know what you are doing blocking my way?" Xia Daoming showed a trace of doubt and panic.

"What do you think?" Lu Lu Chengtian smiled playfully.

"I don't know! I don't know what instructions Young Master Lu Chengtian has?" Xia Daoming became even more panicked, but his divine sense had already been fully released, carefully sensing the changes in the surrounding aura to see if anyone happened to pass by.

It seems this killing precept cannot be avoided today, so he must be cautious.

"No instructions, just want to ask you to commit suicide, so as not to trouble this young master to do it!" Lu Lu Chengtian stood about three zhang away from Xia Daoming, smiling.

"You want to kill me? Why? I am a person beside Miss Ziying!" Xia Daoming's face changed greatly, and his steps retreated.

"What is Lu Ziying? She actually dares to go against me, she will go to Hanxing Valley to die sooner or later! As for you, you could have died a few days later.

Unfortunately, it's very unfortunate that you met me here, and it just so happens that this young master is in a very bad mood today, so I can only ask you to go on the road a day early." Lu Lu Chengtian said.

Saying that, Lu Lu Chengtian was about to pinch his ten fingers.

"Boring!"

Not far away, Lu Weiwen saw Lu Lu Chengtian about to make a move and suddenly felt bored.

Martial artists are vulgar, and he is just a mere eighth-rank, killing him really can't find

any pleasure.

"Fine!"

When Lu Weiwen said boring, Xia Daoming also spat out two words.

Almost at the same time, he used one hand as a saber, grabbed the saber handle with the other, and drew his saber.

"With..." Lu Lu Chengtian's mouth curled into a contemptuous sneer.

But before the words behind could be spoken, his eyeballs suddenly bulged round, projecting extreme horror.

Xia Daoming's palm saber slashed lightly toward him.

Strong winds rose, rolling up the sand and stones on the ground.

A blade that was incomparably condensed and sharp appeared in front of his two legs almost in an instant.

And at this time, Lu Lu Chengtian had just pinched the spell, and the spell hadn't even had time to form.

Lu Lu Chengtian retreated rapidly subconsciously.

But the blade was much faster than his speed.

"Slash!"

The blade cut Lu Lu Chengtian's two legs off at the root like cutting tofu.

Lu Lu Chengtian, who was retreating rapidly, had his upper body fall to the ground like a meat pillar due to inertia.

Fresh blood instantly dyed the sand and soil on the ground red.

When Xia Daoming used one palm saber, the force took the shape of a saber across the air, cutting off Lu Lu Chengtian's two legs at the root, his large saber simultaneously slashed toward Lu Weiwen from eight or nine zhang away.

With this slash, a tiger roar rang out.

A black winged tiger broke through the air and pounced toward Lu Weiwen. The speed was so fast that it was like a black lightning bolt.

Lu Weiwen never dreamed that an eighth-rank Great Wu Shi could release a black winged tiger to pounce on him from eight or nine zhang away. His face changed greatly, and extreme horror appeared in his eyes.

While retreating rapidly, he flipped his palm and hurriedly activated a low-tier defensive magic treasure.

That magic treasure was a shield.

As soon as Lu Weiwen activated it, a golden stream of light lit up rapidly, vaguely showing the shape of a shield.

But this stream of light had just lit up, condensing a thin shield, when the black winged tiger had already arrived.

"Boom! Boom!"

The sharp tiger claws grabbed down fiercely.

The shield that had just condensed instantly dissipated its light, turned into a gust of wind, and disappeared.

Lu Weiwen was hit by this fierce blow, and his whole body fell backward. The qi and blood in his body surged, and his true qi and magic power were chaotic, making it difficult to control for a moment.

However, Lu Weiwen was also powerful. At the critical moment of life and death, he calmed down instantly. Regardless of the injury to the meridians in his body, he forcibly controlled a part of the chaotic true qi and magic power, poured it into his legs, rolled up a gust of strong wind, and borrowed the force of the fierce blow just now to retreat backward at a faster speed, actually pulling away some distance from Xia Daoming, reaching about ten zhang.

Seeing the distance pulled away slightly, Lu Weiwen didn't dare to relax at all.

Because he knew that the speed of a Martial Arts Grandmaster's move was extremely fast.

If he couldn't pull away a greater distance as soon as possible, he wouldn't find a chance to cast spells at all.

However, Lu Weiwen was obviously overthinking.

A dragon roar rang out. I don't know when, but there was another spear in Xia Daoming's hand.

Spear in the left hand, saber in the right hand.

The spear came out like a dragon, and the saber came out like a tiger.

One dragon and one tiger, from ten zhang away, actually arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

PS: Four updates today. This is an extra update for Alliance leader Xiaohe005. No more today, I will rush the manuscript for tomorrow morning in the afternoon and evening.

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