I conquer the immortal with my strength.

Chapter 133 Killing people on the way [Thanks to Xiaohe 005 leader]

In the area north of Wanluo Immortal Mountain, there are more than a dozen immortal cultivating forces scattered around, as well as some scattered cultivators.

Among them, the Lingdao Sect, the Xie Family, and the Meng Family have foundation-building monks in charge, and they are regarded as the foundation-building forces in the north of Wanluo Immortal Mountain.

The rest are all Qi refining forces.

However, among the casual cultivators, there are also individual foundation-building monks who are independent and do not like to establish powerful sects. They are difficult figures that all forces in the north of Wanluo Mountain are unwilling to offend.

The Shizhu Linfang City that Xia Daoming mentioned is a city controlled by Lingdao Sect. It only takes an hour's journey from Jin Guifeng.

Before killing Ding Chushan, Xia Daoming had already inquired in detail about the situation in the area north of Wanluo Mountain.

This time, he showed off his cultivation as an eighth-level martial artist on the way, and after being appreciated by Lu Ziying, he specifically asked about the situation in the north of Wanluo Immortal Mountain.

Now I have a preliminary concept of the north of Wanluo Fairy Mountain in my mind, but the specific situation still needs to be understood in depth.

Xia Daoming quickly left the Jingui Peak Valley on his Dark Clouds and Snow.

Not long after Xia Daoming left, a bird weapon with wings spread two feet wide and a hollow body used to carry people took off from the Xunxian Cliff, then swooped down and flew close to the mountains at low altitude.

From time to time, there will be strong winds caused by the stirring of spiritual energy over Wanluo Fairy Mountain. It is not a high-level flying magic weapon and cannot withstand the strong winds, so it can only fly at low altitude.

On the bird instrument, two people stood facing the wind.

It was Lu Weiwen and Lu Chengtian.

On this trip, they were going to Lingdaomen to deliver the 400-year-old Dragon Pattern Purple Blood Ginseng.

"Uncle, can we just forget about that bitch?" Lu Chengtian asked unwillingly.

"You have to remember all day long that in the eyes of ordinary people, immortals live a carefree life, free from clouds and wild cranes, and have nothing to do with the world.

In fact, the struggle in the world of immortality is a hundred times more cruel than that in the secular world. In the secular world, there are still laws and regulations, and there are still reasons to talk about, but in the world of immortality, power is the real reason.

As long as you have strong power, you can do whatever you want, and no one will dare to disobey you. Therefore, since today I have formed a hatred with that bitch's family, I must not let him grow up. Lu Weiwen said, his originally elegant and fair face showed a hint of ferocity at this moment.

"Uncle means to find an opportunity to kill him!" Lu Chengtian looked surprised.

"Stupid! How can you kill someone whom the clan leader kisses? If the clan leader investigates afterward, even I can't afford it.

I'm just telling you that just because I let him go now doesn't mean I will let him go in the future. It's just that this matter needs to be slowed down and a suitable opportunity needs to be found! In short, since we have made enemies, we must eradicate them to avoid future troubles! " Lu Weiwen said.

"My uncle taught me that my grandson understands!" Lu Chengtian bowed respectfully.

"Well, you have a good talent. There are no outstanding descendants in my uncle's lineage. If you perform well, I will train you." Lu Weiwen said.

"Thank you for your cultivation, uncle. My grandson will definitely live up to my uncle's high expectations!" Lu Chengtian said.

Lu Weiwen nodded noncommittally and looked down. Suddenly he saw a man and a rider, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"The man below seems to be the child's uncle!"

"Exactly, his name is Xia Daoming. He is an eighth-grade martial artist. I heard that Lu Ziying pays great attention to him, and his mount seems to be somewhat psychic." Lu Chengtian's eyes lit up, revealing a hint of murderous intent.

"You are an eighth-level martial artist at a young age, and there is hope of becoming a grandmaster. Once you become a grandmaster, it will pose a certain threat to me, let alone you.

This person cannot be allowed to grow up, otherwise the bastard will be protected by this person, and you will have much fewer opportunities to deal with him in the future, and the risk of leaking information when you deal with that bastard will also be high. "Lu Weiwen said lightly.

"Uncle means to kill him now!" Lu Chengtian said with his heart skipping a beat.

"You can't kill that bitch now. Could it be that you can't kill a mere martial artist with a foreign surname in this wilderness?" Lu Weiwen said.

"But Hanxing Valley is in urgent need of people. He will be sent there sooner or later. Why not kill him with the help of the Yan family?" Although Lu Chengtian wanted to kill Xia Daoming now, he also wanted to kill him in Lu Chengtian. Wei Wen acted more scheming and mature in front of him, suppressing his murderous intention and said.

"This is not a bad idea. But what if he makes a contribution in Hanxing Valley and attracts the attention and attention of the higher-ups in the clan? Then you will be self-defeating.

It's better to kill them now, simply and neatly. Anyway, he is only an eighth-grade martial artist. With your ability, it is easy to take his life.

Besides, what happened this morning made me feel a little uncomfortable. I wanted to see some blood and relieve my depression, so it’s fitting that I should be unlucky! "Lu Weiwen said coldly.

"Yes!" Lu Chengtian was overjoyed.

On horseback.

Xia Daoming's mouth curled into a sneer.

Lu Weiwen and the two were on the bird magic weapon, just like the judges of the king of hell. When they sentenced him to death, Xia Daoming's spiritual consciousness, which had become stronger and sharper recently, noticed the magic weapon flying behind at low altitude, and there were two wisps of something... A familiar scent.

However, Nalu Weiwen is the elder of the Lu family and is not weak in strength.

And speaking of it, there is no deep hatred between the two, and Xia Daoming doesn't know much about his personality. If it was just because of the conflict of ideas in the morning, it would not be his style to rush to take his life. .

Otherwise, if Lu Chengtian was walking alone, Xia Daoming might have killed him by now!

Naturally, Lu Weiwen and the others didn't know that Xia Daoming had already noticed their arrival.

They saw that Xia Daoming was just an eighth-grade great martial artist. With their two cultivations, taking his life would be like picking something out of a bag, so they didn't bother to attack him from behind.

Moreover, Lu Weiwen and Lu Chengtian were in a bad mood because of what happened in the morning. They wanted to kill Xia Daoming to relieve their depression, so they wanted to torture him and make him understand!

Soon, a strong wind blew.

The bird magic weapon flew past Xia Daoming's head, and then landed eight or nine feet away from Xia Daoming.

Lu Weiwen put away the bird weapon and stood with his hands behind his back. His green clothes were flowing, his temperament was elegant, and he looked like a master from the immortal family.

Naturally, he would not take action personally for such a small role.

Just watching a show on the side to relieve the bad mood in the morning.

Lu Chengtian walked towards Xia Daoming with a smile.

Looking at Xia Daoming was like looking at a dead person.

Xia Daoming reined in his horse, then turned over and dismounted. "Young Master Chengtian, elder of the Uyghur tribe, I wonder why you are blocking my way?" Xia Daoming showed a trace of confusion and panic.

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

"I don't know! I wonder what Young Master Chengtian's orders are?" Xia Daoming became more and more panicked, but his consciousness had been fully released, and he carefully felt the changes in the atmosphere around him to see if anyone happened to pass by.

It seems that there is no escape from this killing spree today, so we must be more cautious.

"I don't have any orders. I just want you to kill yourself so that I don't have to do anything!" Lu Chengtian stopped about three feet away from Li Xia Daoming and said with a smile.

"You want to kill me? Why? I am someone close to Miss Ziying!" Xia Daoming's face changed drastically and he stepped back.

"Who is Lu Ziying? You dare to go against me. Sooner or later, you will go to Hanxing Valley to die! As for you, you could have died later.

It's a pity that you met me here unexpectedly, and I happen to be in a bad mood today, so I can only ask you to go on your way a day earlier. " Lu Chengtian said.

As he said that, Lu Chengtian wanted to twitch his fingers.

"Boring!"

Not far away, Lu Weiwen saw that Lu Chengtian was about to take action, and suddenly felt bored.

The martial artist is vulgar and is only a mere eighth grade, so there is really no sense of pleasure in killing him.

"All right!"

When Lu Weiwen said it was boring, Xia Daoming also uttered two words.

Almost at the same time, he held the knife with one hand, grabbed the handle with the other, and pulled the knife out.

"By the way..." Lu Chengtian's lips curled up into a contemptuous sneer.

But before the next words were spoken, his eyes suddenly widened, showing an extremely frightened look.

Xia Daoming's palm knife lightly slashed at him.

A strong wind blew up the sand and gravel on the ground.

An extremely condensed and sharp blade appeared in front of his thighs almost in an instant.

At this time, Lu Chengcai had just activated the magic formula, and the spell had not yet had time to form.

Lu Chengtian subconsciously stepped back.

But the blade was much faster than he was.

"Stab!"

The blade was like cutting tofu, cutting off both of Lu Chengtian's thighs.

As Lu Chengtian was retreating, his upper body fell to the ground like a pillar of flesh poking straight from his broken leg due to inertia.

The blood suddenly dyed the sand and gravel on the ground red.

When Xia Daoming used the knife in his hand and turned it into a knife through the air, cutting off both of Lu Chengtian's thighs at the same time, his sword slashed at Lu Weiwen from eight to nine feet away.

With this blow, the tiger roared.

A black winged tiger broke through the air and pounced towards Lu Weiwen, so fast that it was like a black lightning.

Lu Weiwen never dreamed that an eighth-grade great martial artist could actually release a black winged tiger to pounce on him from a distance of eight or nine feet. His face suddenly changed, and his eyes showed a look of extreme horror.

While the person quickly stepped back, he flipped his palm and quickly activated a low-level protective magic weapon.

That magical weapon is a shield.

As soon as Lu Weiwen activated it, a stream of yellow light quickly lit up, vaguely looking like a shield.

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

"Boom! Boom!"

The sharp tiger claws grabbed hard.

The newly condensed shield immediately dispersed its light, turned into a gust of wind, and disappeared.

Lu Weiwen's whole body was even more affected by this fierce blow, and he fell back. The energy and blood in his body surged, and the energy and mana rioted. It was a little difficult to control for a moment.

But Lu Weiwen is also very powerful. At the critical moment of life and death, he calmed down, regardless of the injuries to the meridians in his body, he forcibly controlled part of the rioting infuriating energy, penetrated his legs, whipped up a gust of wind, and then used the power of the violent blow just now to He retreated even faster, and actually opened a slight distance between him and Xia Daoming, reaching about ten feet.

Seeing that the distance was slightly wider, Lu Weiwen did not dare to relax at all.

Because he knows that martial arts masters attack very quickly.

If he couldn't open a wider distance as soon as possible, he wouldn't be able to find the opportunity to cast the spell.

But Lu Weiwen obviously thought too much.

A dragon roar sounded, and at some point, Xia Daoming had another gun in his hand.

Pistol in left hand, knife in right hand.

The spear comes out like a dragon, the sword comes out like a tiger.

A dragon and a tiger, ten feet away, were in front of him in the blink of an eye.

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