After hearing her father's instructions, Zhan Hongqu thought to herself that this was exactly what she wanted. With a smile on her face, she obeyed the order and left the room.
From now on, no one is allowed to enter without the order to kill Le Xian, no matter what happens or how big the noise is.
Zhan Hongqu was secretly delighted. The man named Lu relied on his martial arts and became more and more arrogant and domineering. He really should be disciplined. She made the decision on this matter for Junior Sister Bai.
As for whether Zhan Lexian would be defeated and captured last time, and even Daweitian was taken away, Zhan Hongqu was not worried at all whether the same mistake would be repeated this time. Last time was last time, and this time is different.
"Last time was last time. You won't be so lucky this time."
Zhan Lexian narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Lu Bei who walked in with a grin, and whispered slowly.
The disastrous defeat of Xiwang County in Xianzhou was too painful to recall. Every time he thought of it, his heart ached. But he still thought about it. Failure is not terrible. What is terrible is the fear of facing failure.
Zhan Lexian repeatedly reviewed every scene of the battle, looking for the reason for his failure. Lu Bei was incredibly fast and his small world was unique. If he wanted to leave, it would be difficult for him to keep him.
The turning point of the battle did not lie with Lu Bei, but with him. From the moment he took out the Great Power, the offense and defense suddenly changed, and the advantage was no longer his.
In other words, as long as he doesn't use the Great Power, Lu Bei will never be his opponent.
This is a sure thing!
"Elder Zhan, I haven't seen you for a few days. You look even worse. Are you still not healed from your injuries?"
Lu Bei greeted him warmly and said familiarly, "Speaking of which, Elder Jing is also very serious. His face is as dark as the bottom of a pot. He refused to say anything when I asked him. He was evasive. If you don't know, you might think that something bad happened to our Tianjian Sect."
The Iron Sword Alliance has you as its biggest disaster!
Zhan Lexian sneered to himself: "My disciple sent a message. There is a villain outside the formation who is using my name to cheat people. Do you know about this?"
“I’ve heard a little bit about it.”
Lu Bei looked around and spoke cautiously, "The man's identity has been found out. It is said that his surname is Zhao and his name is something like Hao. I have only heard of it, but I don't know exactly who he is."
Zhan Lexian's face darkened, and he clenched his fists tightly in his sleeves. He stared at Lu Bei with his eyes like swords: "Why did you come here? It's not just for the opportunity in the secret realm, right?"
"Elder Zhan is wise. I can't hide this from you."
Lu Bei said truthfully: "Elder Jing said that the Huangji Sect is full of thieves here. They are arrogant and have repeatedly provoked our Tianjian Sect. Their behavior is outrageous, so I was specially asked to help the elder."
"What a great help! He asked the leader of Huangji Sect to come here. What is Jing Jian's intention? Does he want to cut off Zhan's retreat or cut off Zhan's arm?"
"Elder Zhan, I respect your noble status as the Nine Swords, but you can't treat a pretty boy as an adulterer and beat him up. It's wrongly accusing a good man!"
Lu Bei looked aggrieved: "If you don't believe me, go ask Xuan Yin Division. Everyone knows that I am an undercover agent planted by the Iron Sword Alliance in the Royal Extreme Sect. I work diligently and have no ulterior motives."
"What a silver-tongued slave! I have really broadened my horizons today."
Zhan Lexian was furious when he saw Lu Bei, and when he heard him talking nonsense, he felt like a swarm of flies buzzing around his ears. He could no longer endure it. "You said you were an undercover agent of the Imperial Sect, but I think you were an undercover agent of the Imperial Sect planted in the Iron Sword Alliance. You can't decide right from wrong with just your mouth. Leave the Iron Sword token. I need to re-verify your identity."
"Elder Zhan, you want to beat me?"
"Just so you know."
At this point, there was no need to continue acting. Zhan Lexian pointed his finger at the side of his body and said, "You can prove yourself. If you can convince my swordsmanship, you can keep the Iron Sword Token."
"I kept saying it, and I never stopped."
"Noisy!"
Zhan Lexian took a step forward, and among the sword lights, four phantoms quickly interspersed, and the sword intent was injected into the sword body. The four indestructible swords pierced Lu Bei's eyebrows, neck, heart, and back respectively.
Every move is fatal, leaving no room for maneuver.
Lu Bei's eyes were dotted with golden light, and he could see the four sword lights clearly. He decisively took out an elder's sword.
The one that was taken from Zhan Lexian.
For a sword cultivator, this is a face-to-face attack, a guaranteed critical hit.
As expected, as soon as the sword came out, Zhan Lexian's attack became three times faster. Sword light flashed all over the sky from his fingertips, wrapping Lu Bei layer by layer.
boom!!
The black sword slashed, pulling out a violent sword wind. The torrents of energy converged and collided, and the turbulent airflow expanded and spread in an instant, and then swept Zhan Lexian in.
With the sound of metal clashing, Lu Bei used his innate sword body to resist three illusory attacks, and chopped down the black sword with his backhand to block the sword finger that was piercing Zhan Lexian's forehead.
After a brief stalemate, both men took a step back.
Zhan Lexian was unaware of him, and raised his finger again, instantly drawing out sword shadows all over the sky. The overwhelming sword light cleared the sky and vented, and the violent offensive impacted the surrounding mountains, and the large formation swayed in light and darkness.
Clang!!!
Lu Bei blocked the sword accurately, the golden light in his eyes did not diminish, but he felt something was wrong...
Zhan Lexian seems to have become weaker.
Although still ferocious, his sword intent was not as strong as before and he was far from being as invincible as the last time they fought.
Either his old injury has not healed, or he has become stronger, it seems that Zhan Lexian's strength has greatly decreased.
Lu Bei chose the second possibility without thinking. He believed that as long as he became stronger each time, the enemy would continue to grow weaker.
This is how cultivating immortality works.
"Kill the elder, take my sword."
Lu Bei shouted loudly, and the black sword drew a terrifying arc in the air, twisting the void and stabbing out from behind Le Xian.
The sword's intent was bone-chilling and cold, spreading across the small protective world and easily tearing a hole in it. As the remaining force continued, the sword's body cracked, revealing the bone.
How is that possible!
Zhan Lexian was shocked and without thinking too much, he stopped his attack and turned around to parry.
At this moment, golden light came closer.
Lu Bei took a step and came behind Zhan Lexian. He shook his shoulders and hips, and gathered immortal sword intent with his five fingers, causing ripples in the void.
He closed his fists, crushed the ripples in the void with his five fingers, and struck Zhan Lexian's back at a speed that seemed slow but was actually incredibly fast.
At the critical moment, Zhan Lexian's years of combat experience came in handy. His body subconsciously dodged and stepped into the void at a speed beyond the limit.
Unfortunately, it was still a beat too late.
The fist traced to the crack in the void and hit Zhan Lexian's shoulder with a bang. The sword intent washed over him, making his muscles and bones sore and weak, and all his extremely strong sword intent was gone.
Hiss!
boom!!!
The void was torn apart, Zhan Lexian flew out with his shoulders drooping and spitting blood, crashing into the mountain wall blessed by the formation, and was buried in the ruins with a loud bang.
Lu Bei: (a`′a)
He looked at his fist, then at his heel stuck in the rubble, and nodded secretly.
It turns out I am already so strong!
There has to be a limit to strength. Lu Bei still felt that something was wrong. He had indeed become stronger, but Zhan Lexian should not have fallen to the point where he couldn't even take a punch from him.
Thinking of this, Lu Bei glanced at the annotation of "Immortal Sword Intent" on his personal panel.
Immortal and invincible, eternal and indestructible; the sword heart is immortal and the sword body is incorruptible; the power of the nine swords is unparalleled in the way of the sword, increasing the lethality of sword moves by 9000%.
Extract keywords—Nine Swords of Pressure.
"I see, attribute restraint... No, this is suppression from a higher-level skill."
On the opposite side, Zhan Lexian revived the flagging sword energy in his body and stood up from the ruins in a panic, his right arm hanging by his side, his clothes stained with blood, and his whole face full of horror.
Impossible, there's no reason.
The Great Power has not been taken out yet!
The sword was injured and for unknown reasons couldn't heal itself. The sword's power was weak and it was far from being as fearless as usual.
Zhan Lexian couldn't figure out what was happening to him, and he didn't know that the immortal sword intent he had been seeking all his life was right in front of him. He asked himself about his swordsmanship, but because of the last defeat, Lu Bei had become his lingering nightmare, and he had become obsessed with it and turned into a demon.
There was no answer, but Zhan Lexian felt that this was probably the case. He took a deep breath, drew the spiritual veins from the small world, injected them into his severely injured arm, and reshaped the dense, ice-blue veins.
"Fourth Style: Sword Prison!"
Arrows rained down, four swords pointed to the sky, and the eerie sword light turned into thousands of mists, solidifying the sword prison with boundless murderous aura, cutting off Lu Bei's connection with the outside world.
"Elder Zhan, you have great swordsmanship. Take my sword."
Lu Bei put away the elder's sword, took a step forward, and punched towards Zhan Lexian.
Boom—
The mountain was shaking, and the formation supporting the mountain wall was on the verge of collapse.
This formation was cast by Zhan Lexian himself. It was used to restrict the enemies of Huangji Sect and protect his own people from being hurt by the fights between gods. After Lu Bei arrived, this formation was used to limit Lu Bei's movement speed to prevent the villain from escaping without a fight.
Now, the formation has become a prison of its own, restricting Zhan Lexian himself.
Boom! Boom! Boom—
Outside the door, Zhan Hongqu felt the mountain shaking and couldn't help but secretly smack her lips. She only wanted Zhan Lexian to teach Lu Bei a lesson, but she never expected that Zhan Lexian would be so cruel.
If it gets broken, she won't be able to explain to Bai Jin.
Then she thought that Zhan Lexian must have been humiliated by Lu Bei a lot during his captivity. As the saying goes, if a father is humiliated, his son will die. There was no reason for her to go in and stop it.
"Junior Sister Bai, I'm sorry to have to inconvenience you this time."
Zhan Hongqu whispered, not wanting to be so reluctant, and said, "Actually... if he behaves himself, it will be easier for Junior Sister Bai to discipline him. There's nothing wrong with that."
Boom! Boom! Boom—
Listening to the continuous rumbling of the mountain, Zhan Hongqu's face changed several times, but she finally softened her heart. She decided to wait a little longer, and when Zhan Lexian had almost vented his anger, she would go in and persuade him to show mercy.
…
Bang!
"Why?"
Lu Bei rode on Zhan Lexian, grabbed the latter's collar, and punched him hard, saying with great pain: "Lu respects you as the elder of the Nine Swords, and I have always tolerated you and allowed you to bully me. Why do you still force me? How did I offend you?"
Bang!
"Speak!"
"… "
Zhan Lexian's neck was tilted, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth. His physical injuries were far less serious than the mental blow. His eyes were full of confusion, and he was not far from losing his glory.
For fear of repeating the same mistake, Zhan Lexian did not dare to take out the Daweitian sword. Also, due to his stubbornness, he wanted to take back the sword himself. He did not have any suitable weapon on him, and could not even use the means of dying together.
But these are not the point. I have already lost once, so a second time is not unacceptable.
The key is that it's too fast.
Lu Bei’s cultivation speed is really too fast!
Last time, Lu Bei tried his best and barely managed to fend off the attack from him. This time, he tried his best and used all sorts of tricks, but he couldn't even fend off the attack from him.
It's only been a few days, what on earth happened to him? What kind of magic skills did he practice to cause such a drastic change
Besides, why didn’t Daweitian protect his master? Didn’t you come back
Is it that only the body is back, but the heart is still with the other person
"puff-"