Everlasting Dragon Emperor Chapter 63: Soft persimmon?

"Feiyun swordsmanship, you are a disciple of Feiyunzong, stop."

Bloodhand Wu Mo exclaimed.

"You said stop and stop?"

The noble son sneered, the sword light kept on, forcing Wu Mo to retreat again and again.

Puff!

Finally, the sword light of the noble son left a long wound on Wu Mo's arm, with blood flowing.

At this time, the noble son took the sword and stood, proudly said: "This time I will teach you a little lesson, and the next time, it will be death! Remember, I am Xu Feiyun, the core disciple of the Feiyun Sect, what **** hand? In Yunzong's eyes, it is garbage."

"It turned out to be the core disciple of the Feiyun Sect. No wonder that with such strength, this Wu Mo is really looking for abuse."

Lu Ming was stunned, then shook his head and smiled slightly.

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

However, in addition to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, there are actually some other sects. These sects are naturally different from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, but I don’t know how much they are, but compared to some casual cultivators or some small families. , But a lot stronger.

The Feiyun Sect is such a sect.

"You..."

Wu Mo's face was extremely ugly when he was scolded in public by a young man of about 20 years old, blue and white, but he would never dare to let him attack Xu Feiyun.

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

Huh!

Next, he slapped Lu Jing with a palm.

Since I lost face on Xu Feiyun, find it on Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's eyes fell cold, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, looking at Wu Mo's palm, motionless.

"Success to death!"

A cold smile crossed the corner of Wu Mo's mouth.

"This kid, I'm so scared."

One of the three ghosts of Yinshan Mountain shook his head.

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

Puff!

Bloodlight flashed, followed by Wu Mo's screams.

"Ah, my hand!"

Wu Mo screamed back, one of his palms was gone.

His palm was of course cut off by Lu Ming with a sword.

What a quick sword, what a ruthless method.

The rest of the people in the hall trembled, and they all looked at Lu Ming solemnly.

It looks like he's only fifteen or six years old, and he can cut off the palm of the blood hand Wu Mo with a single sword. It's a terrifying strength.

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

Wu Mo yelled sternly.

"Xuanyuan Sword Sect, Lu Ming, if you want 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 showed a sense of sorrow.

It turned out to be a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. No wonder he has such strength.

Even Xu Feiyun, who had an arrogant face, has calmed down at this time.

"A disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, haha, I admit it."

Wu Mo smiled sadly.

For him, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect is a Big Mac. If he doesn't want to die, he won't be able to avenge Lu Ming in his entire life.

Wu Mo picked up his severed hand, rushed out of the hall in embarrassment, and disappeared.

"Xuanyuan Sword Sect?"

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

"Haha, it turned out to be the young hero of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, who is disrespectful and disrespectful."

The gray-haired old man first clasped his fists and said politely.

After that, several other people also stood up and clasped their fists.

Lu Ming smiled slightly, and sat down on his own in response to a bow.

"Haha, I didn’t expect that this time there will be heroes of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. I don’t even know the mission cards of my Zhu family, and they have been collected by the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, but it’s better this time. It’s bigger, well, now, let’s go."

Zhu Chuan smiled.

Everyone nodded and followed Zhu Chuan out of Zhu's house.

Outside, the Zhu family is ready.

A carriage, dozens of Zhu's guards, and more than a dozen green-scaled horses.

"On this carriage, I am the eldest of the Zhu family."

Zhu Chuandao.

Everyone nodded and rode on the green scale horses. Zhu Chuan made a ‘start’, dozens of green scale horses made the sound of ‘rumble,’ and the group headed towards the Dark Blood Mountain.

Zhu Chuan is traveling together.

Yuekong City is more than ten days away from Dark Blood Mountain.

Everyone rushes during the day and rests at night.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

For these three days, it was very peaceful, because it was the most dangerous being near the Dark Blood Mountain.

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

The fourth day, late at night.

Lu Ming sat cross-legged in a temporary tent, meditating and practicing.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a stern scream sounded, which seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet late night.

Huh!

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

Huh! Huh! ...

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

It was a huge tent, and Miss Zhu’s carriage parked here.

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

Outside the tent, a figure fell there.

It turned out to be the gray-haired old man, but at this time, his heart was pierced by a short gun, and there was no breath anymore.

Everyone frowned.

Everyone has known each other these days. This old man is called 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 the matter?"

Zhu Chuan rushed over, his face changed a lot when he saw this scene.

"Fu Bo, what's the matter?"

Zhu Chuan cried.

In the tent, a rickety old man walked out of the tent. At this time, he trembled and said, "I'm back to the second elder, my subordinates don't know what's going on? I heard a scream just now, and the scared subordinates don't know what's going on. Dare to come out and check, and then you guys will come."

"There are almost no traces of fighting here, and although Chen Xin's cultivation base is not very high, there is also a martial artist's five-fold peak cultivation base. Who can make Chen Xin almost have no resistance and use his own short gun to kill Him?"

The boss of the Yinshan Three Ghosts said with a rather solemn expression.

The others frowned, thinking.

"Will it be from Zhou's family?"

Zhu Chuan suddenly changed his face~IndoMTL.com~Zhou's family, what Zhou's family? "

Xu Feiyun asked.

"This... don’t hide it from you, our Zhu family has a rival, the Zhou family. This Zhou family has been fighting secretly with Zhu Jiaming for decades. Everyone wants to destroy each other. This time, if the Zhou family is Knowing that my ancestor of the Zhu family was seriously injured, sending someone to stop us from escorting the pill is not necessarily."

Zhu Chuan explained.

"Is there anything like this? Elder Zhu, you didn’t explain this when the Zhu family issued the mission. Now there is one more week out of thin air? The danger is rising, no, I think this mission is still waiting. Discuss."

The face of the boss of the Yinshan Three Ghosts changed.

"Not bad!"

Xu Feiyun also nodded.

(End of this chapter) Ten Thousand Dao Dragon Emperor