Lu Shanjun doesn't look like a strong and powerful man. Although he has thin arms and legs, he is at least gentle and refined.
However, there are many strange people in this world, and some mysterious martial arts do not distinguish based on physical condition. The chopsticks on the floor are still shaking, which is enough to prove that the person who stood up is a master.
Hearing Lu Shanjun's voice which was obviously full of sarcasm, Jiang Meng narrowed his eyes and looked him up and down.
"Who are you, sir? This person poisoned Jiang and his friend's wine and attacked them with a knife. All the consequences are his own fault. It's not up to outsiders to intervene, right?"
Lu Shanjun smiled.
"No, no, I don't really care about this Fan guy. It's just that he owes me a little money, and you happen to be in the same group with him, so why don't we just help pay it off together?"
Lannink snorted and stood up.
"Huh, are you talking about me? How come I don't remember where I've seen you before, let alone what debt I owed you?"
Lu Shanjun did not speak. He flicked his sleeves left and right with his hands, and the color of his clothes slowly changed from the previous green shirt to a light yellow. The black lines on the corners of his sleeves also extended upwards, almost like a pattern.
This scene made the surrounding martial artists feel shocked.
"Is this man able to cast spells?" "Or is he performing a magic trick?"
"I don't know, it's a bit weird!"
"See how the Jiang and Lan guys deal with it."
…
The voices of the others were murmuring, and besides curiosity, there was also a hint of gloating in their voices. Jiang Meng and Lan Ningke themselves were also under increasing pressure.
The color change of this clothing is so obvious, maybe there is poisonous powder on it, or if it really is a wizard who can cast spells, it will be very troublesome.
At this time, Lu Shanjun looked at Jiang Meng and his eyes swept towards Lan Ningke.
"Of course you don't remember me in this state, so I'll give you a hint so you know where I came from. In the early spring of the Dingchou year, in front of the temple on the Niu Kui Mountain, I listened to the master's teachings and spared your lives. As an agreement, after the nine of you escaped, you will resolve to be knights for the rest of your lives. Next year, I will go down the mountain in person to check whether you have fulfilled your promise. Lan Ningke, do you remember?"
Lu Shanjun spoke very slowly, but every word he said was like a heavy hammer hitting Lanningke's heart. His eyes became wider and wider, with bloodshot in the whites of his eyes. His breathing became more and more rapid, and his face became extremely pale.
He remembered, remembered that night many years ago, remembered the scene outside the Niu Kui Mountain Temple, and then looked at the color of the scholar's clothes in front of him.
'This, this is...'
Lannink was terrified and his body was slowly retreating. Some memories that you thought you had forgotten were actually just buried deep in your heart. At this moment when the crisis was approaching, he remembered them all at once.
"Brother Lan, what is this person's way of doing things?"
Jiang Meng stared at Lu Shanjun, and when he saw that he had really explained the situation, he thought about asking Lan Ningke, but the latter's emotions were obviously not stable.
"Jiang, Brother Jiang, this may not be a human..."
"What did you say?"
Because of his intense fear, Lanninck spoke in a very low voice and his sentences were also intermittent.
"He said I might not be human!"
Lu Shanjun grinned, and the fingers of both palms were curled up one by one, forming a claw shape with fascia protruding. He raised his head and said something in a low but loud voice.
"I also use tiger fist, watch out."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Shanjun opened his mouth and roared.
“Ahhh—”
Boom…
Everyone around subconsciously covered their ears. The huge roar made the porcelain tableware in the entire restaurant shake "da da da da da da da..." and many of them even cracked.
Jiang Meng felt as if his head was hit by a heavy hammer. He was stunned and his ears were filled with a "buzzing..." sound.
But although he was in a daze, his vision was still there. In his wide-open eyes, he saw Lu Shanjun bending slightly and approaching quickly with his shoulder tilted.
In a trance, it seemed as if I saw a tiger with drooping eyes rushing towards me with a roar of "Aohou...", and the momentum flowed to my bones, driving me to pounce on my prey like a tiger.
Jiang Meng's body seemed extremely heavy when he wanted to react. Everything around him became extremely slow for a moment. He didn't even have time to raise his hands. In a flash, he was hit hard in the chest by the opponent's shoulder.
“Bang…” “Kaalaalaalaala…”
With a series of crisp sounds of bones, Jiang Meng's chest caved in, and then he felt a pain in his left chest.
"Boom..."
The window wall on the second floor of Rengui Building exploded directly, and a figure carrying wood chips and fragments smashed through the wooden wall of the restaurant, flew seven or eight feet away and hit the street.
Jiang Meng was not dead yet. He was shaking all over, blood gushing out of his mouth and he couldn't speak. It seemed that all the bones in his hands and feet were broken and he couldn't move.
"Hmm... uh... hmm... uh... "
He stared at the direction of the second floor of the inn, then looked down at his chest, where there was a big hole.
His strong physique allowed him to hold on for a while, but then he collapsed to the ground and died.
On the second floor of the inn, Lu Shanjun held up a bloody claw, and in the palm of his hand there was a bloody heart that was still beating.
"Oh, it turns out that this person's heart is still red."
This move of Black Tiger Heart-Ripping was so brutal and shocking that everyone around felt their scalps tingle but remained silent.
Lan Ningke was the first to react, but he had no courage to fight back. Without saying anything, he jumped out of the restaurant directly towards the big hole smashed by Jiang Meng. He circulated his energy to the extreme and fled madly in a real escape posture.
What martial arts conference, what status in the martial arts world, nothing is as important as your own life.
Lan Ningke didn't care and ran as fast as he could. At this moment, his Qinggong skills had reached the highest level in his life and he was truly as fast as the wind.
The idea of going to a temple or something like that did occur to him, but Lannink dismissed it in an instant because he didn't dare to take the risk or pin his hopes on those clay and gold sculptures.
Lan Ningke's first thought was to flee to Luoxia Villa, where there lived Luo Ling, who was a top figure even among innate masters, and only he could stop this kind of monster.
And even if Master Luo couldn't stop him, it would definitely be right to go in that direction. Lan Ningke knew that there was a "Yun Yu Pavilion" over there, which was an important industry of Yun Pavilion in Du Mingfu City. Lu Chengfeng was definitely there!
"I can't die, even if I die I can't die alone! Lu Chengfeng, Lu Chengfeng also had a part in this, he also had a part in this back then!"
He roared silently in his heart, and his face, a mixture of fear and excitement, looked even more hideous.
On the second floor of the restaurant, Lu Shanjun watched Lan Ningke flee frantically but did not follow him immediately. Instead, he walked to the wall with a hole in it, looked at Jiang Meng who was already dead outside, then looked at the people inside who were all silent, and finally looked down at Fan Tong who was equally horrified but revealed satisfaction in his eyes.
“Hey hey hey… ah… spare me!” “Master, spare me! Spare me!”
"We are just Lannink's servants..." "We know nothing, nothing!"
“Boom boom boom…”
Lanningke's two followers knelt down immediately, crying and kowtowing to Lu Shanjun.
However, Lu Shanjun ignored them and threw the still beating heart in his hand casually. With a "click", it fell right in front of Fan Tong.
"I could have not killed Jiang Meng, but I owe your Fan family a small favor. Since you want him dead so much, then let him die."
This sentence had no beginning or end, and Lu Shanjun had no intention of explaining it completely. He left this sentence and that heart, then jumped lightly and jumped out of the inn.
Not until Lu Shanjun left did the people in the inn regain their spirits. Many of them dared to breathe a sigh of relief. The oppressive feeling they had just felt was so strong, as if a child was standing alone in front of a tiger.
"The one just now, was he a congenital master?"
"That's for sure. He is probably one of the most powerful ones among the innate masters!"
"It's so scary, so cruel, it just ripped out the heart of Jiang Meng, the fierce tiger on the river bank!"
"Humph, the cat downstairs is dead now." "Does that person have any history with the Fan family?"
"It can't be wrong."
"Now it's time to watch something interesting..."
Fan Tong stared blankly at the heart on the ground. It only stopped beating at this moment. A martial artist came over to support him.
"Master Fan, are you okay? Get up quickly!"
"Congratulations to Mr. Fan for getting his revenge!" "Yes."
. . .
In the quiet night, the loud noise of fighting would naturally attract others, and the one who arrived earlier than the official was the ghost official who was wrapped in the gloomy wind.
The two night wandering gods stopped beside Jiang Meng's body, frowned and looked at the big hole in Jiang Meng's chest and the direction of Rengui Building.
"The roar just now came from here!"
"Um."
The two ghost messengers looked around and did not sense any evil spirit for the time being. Then they turned around to look at Jiang Meng's body. A dazed new soul was trying to get out of the body, but Jiang Meng's soul was entangled with evil karma and murderous aura.
"Humph, there really aren't many good people among the Jianghu people." "Take it with you first!"
One of the ghosts stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Meng's soul out of the corpse, hit him on the forehead with the handle of the knife, and followed them like a wooden chicken.
Although Jiang Meng is not a local, since he has met him, he naturally will not allow a wandering ghost to stay outside.
"That roar is a bit strange. Maybe there are evil spirits infiltrating the city. We need to investigate further."
"Just so!"
After a few words, the two night patrolmen looked around. In the air filled with yin energy, it collided with the yang energy of the warriors that remained from a moment ago. It seemed as if a thin smoke formed in their eyes, and in a trance, the outline of Lan Ningke fleeing in panic appeared.
"Over there!" "Go!"
The two night-wandering gods took a step forward, transformed into two blurry shadows, and chased in the direction where Lannink fled.
. . .
At this moment, Lannink didn't care about the consumption of his true energy or maintaining the necessary physical strength for fighting. He knew very well that he was absolutely no match for the monster and that resistance would mean death.
Fortunately, he worked hard to stimulate his potential, and his lightness skill broke through the limit, and he soon approached Luoxia Villa.
"Master Luo, Master Luo Ling - there are evil people chasing me. I beg Master Luo Ling to help. Master Luo, help me!"
"Lu Chengfeng... Lu Chengfeng, come out quickly, our enemy is here to kill us, why don't you come and help...!"
Lan Ningke didn't care about face or etiquette anymore. He just used all his energy and shouted whatever he could think of while rushing towards Luoxia Villa.