Lu Mingshu discovered that this young man was a Fusion Realm warrior, and the weapon in his hand was not the sword she thought it was, but a horizontal knife. The blade is straight, long and narrow like a sword, but with a single edge, it is easier to chop.
"Tsk, to have provoked a phantom, your luck is bad enough! However, if you meet me, you have changed your luck."
Seeing the phantom catching up, Lu Mingshu was very nervous at first, but unexpectedly, the young man took the initiative to meet him and fought against him without losing the slightest advantage.
The shadow of the knife fluttered, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a phantom or a human figure. Xuanguang intertwined, like lightning, rising and falling in an instant.
Lu Mingshu looked at it in surprise. This boy... is so strong!
She was surprised, and the boy was also surprised.
After fighting with the phantom, he realized something was wrong. This phantom was sluggish and wounded. The reason why the phantom is difficult to deal with is because it is infinitely powerful, as fast as lightning, and its black skin is extremely defensive, almost invulnerable.
If he was not mistaken, this little girl had just arrived at the Inner Breathing Realm, and her strength was far behind that of the phantom. It was not easy for her to escape here after being chased by the phantom, and she actually hurt the other party? Moreover, the wound is very interesting... Heh, if it is a phantom that is intact, it may be a bit difficult to deal with, and one arm has been crippled. If he still can't deal with it, wouldn't it be better than this little girl, who is here for nothing? So long
The light of the knife is like snow, soaring into the sky, with the momentum like thunder.
Lu Mingshu's pupils had just reflected the light of the saber, and the saber had already landed on the other arm of the ghost.
With a "poof", the black skin was cut and black blood spattered.
"It stinks to death!" The boy said in disgust, his hands didn't stop moving, and he drew the knife again. In the blink of an eye, countless strands of mysterious light landed on Moying's body, exactly the same as before.
The long arms flew up.
The sharp cry sounded again, and the ghost's two long arms were crippled, and he fell into madness.
Taking advantage of the victory, the young man pursued and slashed at the phantom's narrow neck.
In the silent deep valley, Lu Mingshu heard his own breathing.
It didn't even take a quarter of an hour from the time the phantom chased him down to the time the boy beheaded him.
Is it safe? Why does it feel so unreal
Is there such a big gap between Fusion Realm and Inner Breath Realm? Or, is this boy himself too strong
The boy retracted his knife and stood in front of her: "Little girl, I helped you solve a big problem, how can you thank me?"
It was only then that Lu Mingshu realized that the other party's stature was no lower than his master's. With a standard adult figure, his age might be a bit older than he guessed, but his whole body was full of youthful vigor, and he felt more like a teenager.
She thought for a while, and asked instead of answering: "Brother, you are not a disciple of our Jiuyao Palace, are you?"
The young man was startled, then looked at her meaningfully and smiled: "You are not big, but you have a lot of eyes. Why, threaten me?"
"Of course not." Lu Mingshu thanked him solemnly, "Thank you big brother for saving me, but I don't know the name of the benefactor? I can repay him in the future."
"Forget it!" The young man waved his hand, "I'm bored, why don't you stay with me as a reward?"
When Lu Mingshu heard this, his hairs stood on end. This is her house arrest? What does he want to do
"Looking at your expression, what are you thinking?" The young man crossed his arms and looked at her with interest, "I don't even look at your small body, what can I do to you?"
That being said, what if you encounter a pervert
The young man understood her expression, and laughed: "Even if I let you go, you still have to go!"
After being reminded by him, Lu Mingshu realized that he couldn't stand up at all! His whole body seemed to be falling apart, and there were many scraped wounds on his back and limbs, which were burning hot.
The boy squatted down, grabbed her leg, and pressed it twice.
Being pressed by him, Lu Mingshu gasped and almost couldn't help crying out. it hurts! It seems that it fell when it rolled down the canyon just now.
"It looks like a broken bone, at least three to five days can't move." The young man tore off her trouser legs, pressed the wound, a trace of black light penetrated his palm, and penetrated into her bruised wound.
"It's not serious," he said. "I can help you."
Lu Mingshu still looked at him vigilantly, waiting for him to propose a condition.
The young man's expression was full of helplessness: "You said you are young, why are you so thoughtful? Can't I be a good person?"
Lu Mingshu said: "Then thank you, big brother." That's what he said, but the expression was still the same.
The boy was so angry that he pointed at her, wanted to say something, but had nothing to say, and finally said angrily: "Forget it, forget it, I'm unlucky to meet you!"
He got up and walked out of the small hollow under the rocky cliff, and squatted down next to the ghost's corpse. After looking through it, she grabbed the long arm that was still on her body and pulled out her sword.
"The material of the middle-grade Xuanbing is very good. If it is not for the smelting error, it can be called the top-grade." The young man flicked the dimly radiant blade, "However, it was corroded and ruined, which is a pity."
The lowest level of weapons in the world is ordinary iron, followed by mysterious weapons, then precious weapons, and finally divine weapons, each of which is divided into upper, middle and lower ranks. Fantie can only be used for practice, only those who are above the level of profound weapons can carry the profound strength of a warrior.
Divine weapons are not easy to come by, and every divine weapon is a legend that is famous all over the world. Most of the masters of ecstasy and transformation have only treasures in their hands. The Fusion Realm can no longer use ordinary iron, so they have Xuanbing in their hands. It is not easy to obtain a profound weapon in the Inner Breathing Realm. If Master hadn't given this sword before leaving, Lu Mingshu would have used the Fantie distributed by the door, and Chun Lie would have to pay for it when he returned.
It's good now, the master gave Xuan Bing, and he will be reimbursed when he returns.
The boy threw the sword back to her: "Keep it as a souvenir."
Then he left with the corpse of the phantom.
When he came back, the clothes on his body had been changed, and the ghost's body was nowhere to be seen. Holding a porcelain bowl in his hand, the bowl was so green that it looked like smashed grass stalks.
The boy squatted down again, and patted the green paste in the bowl onto Lu Mingshu's wound. After wiping it off, he tied it with a bandage, and found two tree roots, and fixed it on her wound.
"This is my unique secret recipe, just keep it for three days."
Lu Mingshu finally thanked him sincerely: "Thank you, big brother, for your timely help. I was the one who offended you earlier."
The young man waved his hand: "Forget it! My lord has a lot of people, so I don't care about a little girl like you." He asked again, "Are you a disciple of Jiuyao Palace? You are only in the inner world, why didn't you come to Yaoxi mountain forest without a teacher to accompany you?"
"Masters have other tasks. I'm traveling with a few senior brothers. I don't want to be unlucky..." Lu Mingshu didn't go into details. The discovery of the beast den is a big deal, so it's not good to tell outsiders casually.
"Being chased by the phantom, you can run so far, you are really strong! It's rare that Jiuyao Palace still has such a disciple." The young man's tone was old-fashioned, as if Jiuyao Palace was nothing to him.
Lu Mingshu smiled dryly: "I still don't know what the eldest brother is called?"
"Didn't you call the eldest brother very easy?" After bandaging her, the boy took a wet handkerchief and wiped his hands over and over again. Speaking of which, he was obviously in the wild, but his whole body was clean, from hair to clothes, there was no dust at all, and he seemed to be a bit of a clean freak.
It's a strange person who has a cleanliness and even runs to the wilderness.
After wiping his hands, the young man threw away the handkerchief and said, "Call me Yan Wugui, how about you?"
"...So it's Brother Yan. My surname is Lu, Lu Mingshu." She stared at his knife twice, "Brother Yan is not from Xichuan, but he is from Zhongzhou?"
"You don't need to test me!" Yan Wugui said, "I follow the Seven Truths."
It really is a disciple of Qizhenguan. Lu Mingshu secretly heaved a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't someone with unknown background.
However, didn't the disciples of Qizhen Temple leave long ago? Did he really stay in Yaoxi Mountain Forest for more than half a year? why
Yan Wugui saw her doubts, and said: "My saber technique has reached a bottleneck, so I stayed in retreat." Looking at her again, he said, "You are young, don't be so preoccupied, be careful that you will grow old quickly!"