Super fast capture system

Chapter 240

The so-called asking for advice from Changsun Bo was just a polite word, and he also used words to restrain Cui Yue so that he would not intervene.

Unexpectedly, Lu Jun would speak so boldly, bluntly saying that he wanted to teach him, Changsun Bo was furious, the long knife came out of its sheath with a clang, and the sharp edge of the blade overflowed with cold light.

"Very good, then I'll wait for Lu Shaoxia's instruction!" Changsun Bodao pointed to Lu Jun.

Cui Yue hastily sent a voice transmission to remind him: "Nephew, the eldest grandson Bo has the highest level of cultivation among the younger generations of the major aristocratic families. He was also at the top of the list of fish and dragons, and was even bestowed with low-grade treasures by the family. Don't be careless."

Lu Jun nodded to him, walked forward with a smile, looked at the steel knife in Changsun Bo's hand, and said, "This is the first time I have seen such a treasure, what is the name of this knife?"

"Bing Ning."

"So your knife is called Bing Ning, isn't it good, very bad?" Lu Jun shook his head and said.

"How is it bad?"

"Think about it, a knife made of ice will shatter when you touch it. If I want to destroy your knife, will the eldest grandson family come to me to fight for their lives?"

"Big words! I want to see you, what did you use to ruin my Bing Ning!"

Lu Jun patted the long knife on his waist and said, "Of course it's also it."

Seeing his full confidence, Changsun Bo was startled secretly, and thought: "Could it be that his blood-cold knife is not a sharp blade, but also a treasure. Well, yes, if it is not a treasure, how can he cut through you?" Killing Kaishen?"

Everyone knows that Lu Jun's weapon is a blood-cold knife, but they don't know its grade. At this moment, they all think like Changsun Bo.

Only Cui Ye knows the root of the Xuehan Knife best. When Jiang Kai promoted the Xuehan Knife, he was at the scene and couldn't help muttering secretly: "No, the second brother's Xuehan Knife is just a sharp blade? Could it be that he Changed the knife?"

While he was wondering, Lu Jun drew out the long knife from his waist, which disappointed everyone.

The knife was dull and dull, as if it had never been sharpened, let alone a treasure, it was not even a hundred-refined refined steel knife.

"Haha, it turns out that such a broken knife dares to blow such a big cowhide."

"My lord, I don't need your Bing Ning, it's enough for my subordinates to buy a kitchen knife."

The guards of the Changsun Mansion burst into laughter, but the Cui Mansion was speechless.

Cui Yuesheng was afraid that he might be mistaken, so he purposely channeled his true energy into his eyes and inspected it carefully, but he couldn't find anything unusual about the saber, so he couldn't help but sighed.

"Sixth Uncle, it doesn't matter, the second brother said that swords are not as good as people, but sword skills are worse than people." Cui Ye said beside him.

"Sword skills are better than humans... This statement is certainly true, but it can't be too far behind! That's all—"

Cui Yue stomped his feet and said, "Ye'er, go get my knife and borrow it from Lu Jun temporarily."

However, before Cui Ye could turn around, Changsun Bo had already let out a long laugh, and shouted: "Okay, I'll let you destroy it!"

Before the words were finished, the Bing Ning Saber had already been slashed out, and it slashed towards Lu Jun with the momentum of the sky - just the way the sky is leaning towards the northwest.

"as you wish!"

Lu Jun didn't retreat or evade, he swung the long saber in his hand upwards, trying to use Nishuihan to fight head-on with his eldest grandson.

As a member of the Eight Great Aristocratic Families, Cui Yue is naturally aware of the power of Tianqing Northwest.

He saw that although Lu Jun's moves were extraordinary, they were at best Tongyou-level martial arts, far inferior to Guiyuan-level Tianji Zhenjing.

"The sword is not as good as a human, and the sword technique is not as good as a human. Lu Jun will definitely lose!"

Cui Yue hurriedly circulated his zhenqi secretly, and if he was a little bit off-prepared, he immediately rescued Lu Jun, so that Lu Jun could not be injured in Cui's mansion no matter what.

Finally, when the two knives intersected, there was not even the sound of the blades intersecting. There was only a sound like silk being torn, and a severed blade flew out.

"A broken knife is a broken knife, it's made of wood—"

A guard of Changsun Mansion laughed wildly, but his laughter stopped abruptly in the next moment.

I saw that the Bing Ning knife in Changsun Bo's hand had been broken into two pieces, while Lu Jun's knife, which was ridiculed by them as being made of wood, was stuck at Changsun Bo's throat.

Everyone was stunned, and no one dared to believe that the low-grade treasure was broken as soon as it was broken. What kind of weapon was in Lu Jun's hand!
Cui Yue looked at the dull long power in Lu Jun's hand, couldn't help shivering, his heart was full of horror.

"A top-grade treasure, this must be a top-grade treasure!"

Only top-grade treasures can be treated like cutting melons and vegetables, and low-grade treasures are regarded as nothing.

However, the number of top-grade treasures is really too small, and almost every one is familiar, but I have never heard of such a gloomy treasure knife.

Moreover, even the top ten sects and the eight great families regard top-grade treasures as the treasures of the clan, and even the strong Guiyuan should not use them lightly. Where did Lu Jun get it?
Changsun Bo was stunned, and it took him a while to wake up. He even forgot that Lu Jun's knife was on his neck, and roared angrily: "Lu Jun, you dare to destroy my Bingning, you are dead!"

Lu Jun lightly raised the long knife, supported Changsun Bo's chin, and said with a smile, "Young Master Changsun, I did what you asked. You won't deny it so soon, will you?"

It was only then that Changsun Bo realized that he had been stabbed with a knife, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Seeing this, the guards of the Changsun Mansion immediately drew their swords, pointed at Lu Jun and shouted: "Lu Jun, let go of Mr. Bo!"

However, they called Gui Ming, but none of them dared to come forward, for fear of making Lu Jun anxious, he raised his knife and fell the grandson with a knife.

"Don't be so loud, I'm timid, if I'm scared, my hands will shake." Lu Jun said with a smile.

"Stop, stand back!" Zhang Sunbo shouted hastily.

The guards of Changsun's mansion were already wary, so they didn't dare to go forward now.

Changsun Bo said to Lu Jun again: "Lu Jun, even if you rely on the strength of your weapon to defeat me, you are not considered a hero. You and I give up our weapons and fight again!"

Just now he thought that he would win, so he never mentioned the difference in weapons, but now seeing that the sword is not as good as a man, he immediately used this excuse to ask for a new comparison.

"Master Bo, we are also members of the Eight Great Aristocratic Families, can we show some face?" Cui Ye couldn't help shouting.

Cui Yue didn't scold him for talking nonsense, but said to his eldest grandson Bo in a deep voice: "A child of a family, if you lose, you won't lose."

Seeing that Cui Yue, who was in charge of his family, had spoken, the guards of Cui's mansion also booed one after another.

Not to mention the people in Cui's mansion, even his guards were secretly ashamed, wishing they could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

"My Mr. Bo, we have already lost, so we might as well be single. Lu Jun is not a fool, how could he agree? This time it is really embarrassing!"

But they didn't expect that Lu Jun nodded and said, "It makes sense, then let's do the comparison again."

As Lu Jun put the knife into its sheath, he hooked his hand at Changsun Bo, and said, "Let's make a move."

(End of this chapter)