Hang up from apprentice Li Mochou

Chapter 124 How strong am I now? (Please subscribe)

"Do you really want to fight against Senior Brother Lu?"

Although Lu Nianchou has not appeared in front of Quanzhen disciples for a long time, and is not even allowed to be mentioned publicly, it has become a taboo in the Quanzhen religion.

But privately, countless Quanzhen disciples already regarded him as an idol and a hero, and they wished that one day they could follow him and draw their swords to kill the enemy.

Now when Lu Nianchou appeared in person, just standing there, there was an indescribable aura of being out of the world, which made people subconsciously feel awe.

Zhao Zhijing gave the order, but the disciples hesitated and did not move for a long time.

He suddenly became angry and shouted angrily: "Do you want to rebel? Or do you want to be expelled from the school?"

"Do it immediately, otherwise don't blame me for dealing with it according to the sect's rules."

Following Zhao Zhijing's intimidation, the faces of those young Quanzhen disciples suddenly turned red, and their eyes were filled with unwillingness and anger.

After all, they were young and energetic, and there was an example of Lu Nianchou, a high-ranking member of the rebel sect, who walked away and went down the mountain to kill the enemy.

At this time, being scolded all over the face, I just felt angry, and I even couldn't help but want to contradict him verbally.

Zhao Zhijing's face became increasingly ugly. Those third-generation disciples were no more, but now even these fourth-generation disciples dared to openly confront him and disobey orders.

If this continues, won't his prestige be trampled to the ground and completely reduced to a laughing stock? How will he be able to take charge of the mountain gate and command Quanzhen in the future?

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said word by word: "All disciples obey my orders and take action to capture Lu Ying. If you dare to resist, you will be killed without mercy."

"Those who dare not follow will be expelled from the school!"

After the words fell, there was a dead silence in the field. All the disciples looked at each other, looking at Zhao Zhijing with eyes full of contempt and dissatisfaction.

"How can you be considered a hero by suppressing others with the rules of the sect?" Some people even whispered secretly.

"Who is talking? Have the guts to stand up for me." Zhao Zhijing could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, his face was ashen, and fire almost burst out of his eyes.

Under his intense gaze, someone finally couldn't bear the pressure, slowly drew his sword out of its sheath, and walked towards Lu Nianchou.

"Senior Brother Lu, I've offended you!"

"Brother, I'm sorry!"

"Master Nephew Lu, don't resist. I believe the elders in the sect will make the decision for you."

……

The Quanzhen disciples present drew their swords and spoke to Lu Nianchou, their words full of worry and helplessness.

When Lu Nianchou saw this scene, he was slightly startled and laughed at himself: "I didn't expect that there would be someone willing to speak for me."

"What happened today is all my own fault. There is no need for you to ruin your future because of me breaking the rules of the sect."

"If you are kind enough to bandage Yang Guo's wounds, I will be grateful."

Before he finished speaking, a third-generation disciple, regardless of Zhao Zhijing's ugly face, took out the golden medicine used in martial arts training from his arms, and stepped forward to bandage Yang Guo to stop the bleeding.

"Thank you so much, uncle!"

Lu Nianchou saluted with his sword and thanked him. Then he turned to look directly at Zhao Zhijing and said in a cold tone: "Zhao Zhijing, if you want to capture me, just do it yourself. Why hide behind and dare not come out."

"Is it possible that you are afraid of me?"

Zhao Zhijing blushed at what he said. As he stepped forward, he deliberately said in a contemptuous tone, condescendingly: "Am I afraid of a junior like you? If you let me do it, you will be asking for trouble."

Lu Nianchou looked at him and said calmly: "Zhao Zhijing, as long as you can catch my sword, I will capture you without any effort."

"You dare?"

Zhao Zhijing was startled for a moment, then a look of shame and annoyance appeared on his face, and he said in a hateful voice: "Lu Ying, you are too ignorant."

"You were not even born when I became my master to practice swordsmanship. Even your master would not dare to speak so brazenly in front of me."

"I think you are out of your mind. You dare to teach Yang Guo swordsmanship privately, and you dare to resist on the spot and fight against your elders. It is an unforgivable crime."

"If you kneel down now and wait for your fate, I can still give you some mercy." His eyes were filled with murderous intent. "If you still persist in your obsession, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"I want you to know that I, Zhao Zhijing's third-generation disciple, is called No. 1 in martial arts, and I didn't just brag about it myself."

Lu Nianchou still held the sword with both hands, his movements did not change at all, and he said calmly: "One sword."

"As long as you can take my sword, I will do whatever you want."

Zhao Zhijing laughed in anger and shouted: "Okay! Okay! Okay! Li Zhihua really taught an arrogant person who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth."

"Everyone here has seen it. It's not me, Zhao Zhijing, who bullies the younger ones, but this kid is really arrogant and rude."

"He clearly committed a serious crime against the teacher, but he did not want to repent. Instead, he wanted to take action against the teacher. He was even more provocative and stubborn."

"If we don't teach him a lesson, where are the rules in my family? Where are the etiquette?"

Before he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand came out of its sheath with a clang, and like thunder, it buzzed in the sky and tore through the howling cold wind.

Like a white horse, it swooped down towards Lu Nianchou's throat.

This sword was fast, fierce and urgent. Not only was there no mercy at all, but it came out of the blue. Before anyone could react, he drew his sword and struck, almost like a sneak attack.

Although Zhao Zhijing is narrow-minded, his martial arts is really good. Not only has he mastered the Twelve Meridians and practiced Qi, but he has also acquired the true inheritance of fists, feet, swordsmanship, internal and external skills.

At this moment, he put aside his dignity and recklessly acted violently, integrating almost all his martial arts attainments into this sword.

A sword cut through the strong wind, sharper than ice, as if it was going to kill Lu Nianchou with one sword strike.

"Lu Ying, you have gone against me again and again, causing me to lose all face."

"This time, it was you who delivered it to my door."

"Teaching martial arts to others privately, causing tragic deaths of fellow disciples, contradicting the elders of the disciples, resisting law enforcement, and even making provocations."

"These crimes are one after another and cannot be forgiven. Even the real person in charge cannot protect you."

"In front of everyone, even if I destroy you, it won't be considered a big mistake as long as I evade the mistake."

"Just accept your fate!"

At this moment, Zhao Gongli's eyes were extremely sinister, and the cruel look in his pupils made people shudder.

Lu Nianchou saw Zhao Zhijing suddenly draw his sword, and the cold sword light hit his face, which was even colder than the howling cold wind, and even made people's eyebrows sting.

However, he remained unmoved at all, and just watched helplessly as the long sword in the enemy's hand whizzed through the air in an instant.

He could even clearly see the ruthlessness and pride intertwined on Zhao Gong's face, which looked a bit ferocious.

A full nine months have passed, and Lu Nianchou has mastered unique skills and top martial arts, both internally and externally, and even has Taoist true teachings such as Yuqing Guanyin.

Under the influence of the on-hook system, he has almost made great progress, and now his strength has already undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Even I don't know how strong I am now?!"

Lu Nianchou uttered a murmur that no one could hear, and said softly: "What a pity, you alone are not worthy of letting me draw my sword."

At this moment, the long sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand was only an inch away from his eyebrows.

"Lu Ying, I will punish you today!"

"Let the disciples in the sect know that the rules of the sect cannot be violated!"

Zhao Zhijing struck with the long sword in his hand, and at the same time, his feet were in the air, ready to unleash a mandarin duck chain of legs at any time.

This kicking technique can be kicked out seven times in an instant. It is so powerful that it has the power to break menstruation and penetrate the bones.

If Lu Nianchou blocks the long sword, attacks will follow one after another. The enemy must be captured in the shortest possible time.

(End of this chapter)