DRAGON EMPEROR

A Soft Persimmon?

Flying Cloud sword technique! You are a disciple of the Flying Cloud sect. Just stop!

The blood hand of Wu mo shouted in fear.

“You think I'll quit just because you said so?”

The noble young master sneered. The light of his sword did not stop, forcing Wu mo to retreat.

Poochis!

In the end, the sword light of the noble's son left a long wound on Wu Mo's arm, and blood flowed out.

At this moment, the young master of nobility sheathed his sword and stood up. He said proudly, ” “This time, I just gave you a lesson. Next time, you'll die! Remember, I am the core disciple of the Flying Cloud sect, Xu Feiyun. What bloody hands? You are just trash in the eyes of the Flying Cloud sect. ”

so he was the core disciple of the Flying Cloud sect. No wonder he is so strong. This Wu mo only asked for it.

Lu Ming realized. He shook his head and smiled.

In the eastern part of the scorching Sun Empire, the mystical sword sect was naturally the Supreme Sovereign.

However, there were several other sects besides the mystic sword sect. These sects were naturally much weaker than mystic sword sects, but they were much stronger than some traveling cultivators or small clans.

The Flying Cloud Sect was such a sect.

"You ..."

Wu Mo's face turned pale after being scolded by a young man in his 20s. However, he did not dare to be angry at Xu Feiyun.

He suddenly looked at Lu Ming and said coldly, “Son, why are you shaking your head and laughing now? Are you laughing at me? a little like you dare to laugh at me? I'll kill you."

Hu!

Then, he smashed his palm towards Lu Ming.

Since he lost face in front of Xu Feiyun, he would get it back from Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's gaze turned cold. A grin appeared at the corner of his lips. He looked at Wu Mo's palm and did not move.

"That!"

Wu Mo's lips formed a cold smile.

“This child is very frightened.”

One of the three Yin Mountain ghosts shook his head.

At this moment, the sword light exploded. A sword light as white as snow pierced through the air. It was faster and colder than Xu Feiyun's sword light.

Poochis!

A flash of blood appeared, followed by Wu Mo's shrill scream.

“Ah, my hand!”

Wu mo shouted while backing away. One of his hands is gone.

His palm was of course cut off by Lu Ming's sword.

A sword so fast, such a cruel method.

The hearts of the people in the hall shook. They all looked at Lu Ming with serious expressions.

He looked like he was only 15 or 16 years old, but he was able to cut off Wu Mo's palm with a single strike. A very frightening power.

“Ah, who are you? Who're you?"

Wu mo shouted sadly.

“Secte mystic sword, Lu Ming. If you wish to take revenge, you can find me in the mystic sword sect. Now, go!”

Lu Ming shouted.

"What's? Mystic sword sect!”

The others were shocked, and then they came to their senses.

So he was a disciple of the mystic sword sect. No wonder he is so strong.

Even Xu Feiyun, who had a proud expression, became honest at this moment.

“A disciple of the mystic sword sect? haha, I admit defeat.”

Wu mo laughed bitterly.

To him, the mystic sword sect was a giant. If he did not wish to die, he would not be able to take revenge from Lu Ming this entire lifetime.

Wu Mo took his broken hand and rushed out of the hall, disappearing from sight.

“Secte mystic sword?”

Above the hall, the eyes of the second elder blinked. No one knows what he's thinking.

“Haha, so it is the young hero of the mystic sword sect. I've been disrespectful.”

The white-haired old man cupped his hands and said politely.

After which, the others also stood up and cupped their fists.

“Haha, I didn't expect there would be a hero from the mystic sword sect this time around. I did not even know that the mystic sword sect had collected the Zhu family mission tokens. But this is better. We were even more confident this time. All right, let's go.”

Zhu Chuan laughed.

The crowd nodded and followed Zhu Chuan out of the Zhu family residence.

Outside, the Zhu family was ready.

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

“The one in this carriage is the oldest miss of our Zhu family.”

zhu Chuan said.

Everyone nodded their heads and rode their green-scale horses. With Zhu Chuan's orders, dozens of green-scale horses let out 'roar' and the group headed towards the direction of the Black Blood Mountain.

Zhu Chuan was with them.

It was a journey of over ten days from the skycrossing city to the Black Blood Mountain.

Everyone rushed in during the day and rested at night.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

These three days were extremely peaceful, as being close to the Black Blood Mountain was the most dangerous.

Because it was close to the Black Blood Mountain and the terrain was secluded, there were all sorts of bandits and horse thieves hiding.

On the fourth day, late at night.

Lu Ming sat cross-legged in the tent while, meditating and cultivating.

"Aah!"

Suddenly, there was a shrill scream. On a quiet night, it was very sudden.

The buzzzzzzz!

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

The buzzzzzzz! &Nbsp; Whooping sound!...

It's obvious that he's not the only one. The others were also startled, and they all rushed towards the source of the sound.

It was a large tent, and the oldest longing carriage of the Zhu family was parked here.

Lu Ming, the three yin mountain ghosts, Xu Feiyun, and the others had reached him almost at the same time.

Outside the tent, a body lay on the ground.

It was a white-haired old man. However, his heart had been pierced by a short spear, and he was no longer breathing.

Everyone frowned.

Nowadays, everyone knows each other. This old man was named Chen Xin, and he used a short spear.

And now, this old man's heart had been pierced by his own short spear.

"What the hell is going on?"

Zhu Chuan rushed over and his expression changed upon seeing this.

“Uncle Fu, what happened?”

shouts Zhu Chuan.

An old man with a stooped back came out of the tent. He trembled as he said, “” Second elder, I don't know what happened. I suddenly heard a scream and was so scared that I didn't dare go out to check it out. Then, you came.”

there are hardly any fights here. Although Chen Xin's cultivation wasn't very high, she was at the peak of the fifth grade master realm. Who could make Chen Xin so helpless that she could kill him with her own short spear? ”

The leader of the three yin mountain ghosts said with a grim expression.

The others also frowned and thought.

Could it be the Zhou family?

Zhu Chuan's expression suddenly changed.

“The Zhou Family? which Zhou family?”

Xu Feiyun asked.

“This... “I won't hide it from all of you. Our Zhu family has a sworn enemy, the Zhou family. The Zhou family and the Zhu family have been fighting openly and secretly for decades. They both want to destroy each other. This time, if the Zhou family found out that our Zhu family ancestor was seriously injured, they would probably send someone to stop us escorting the pill.”

Zhu Chuan explained.

“There's such a thing? Second Elder Zhu, your Zhu family did not mention this when you issued the mission, and now you have added a week out of nowhere? No, I think this mission still needs to be discussed.”

The leader of the three yin mountain ghosts said with a changed expression.

"Not bad!"

Xu Feiyun also nodded.