Lu Zhou was defeated first, but he refused to bow his head in the face of the Immortal Sword Intent, so he was the most seriously injured.
Being affected by this incident again, his condition became even worse. Although he did not die on the spot, his condition was almost the same. He had no chance of being involved in the siege of Tianjian Peak by Huangji Sect in the future.
Zhu Yuan reaped the fruits of his own actions. The battle flag in his hand came from a senior who was in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. When it was given to him, it was stated that the flag could be used three times a day, and each time it had the power of a strike from a Tribulation Crossing Stage cultivator, which was more than enough to deal with Xiong Chu's minions.
As a result, before Xiong Chu's minions showed up, he took out the battle flag and used it.
What was even more unexpected was that Lu Bei's sword intent was so powerful, and with the help of the great power of heaven, he could actually block the Tribulation Crossing cultivator with a full-strength attack.
He just blocked it, but it exploded, causing him to fall to the ground along with Lu Zhou.
Of the three great elders, two were seriously injured, leaving only Zhu Xiuzhu still able to fight.
From this point of view, stacking armor is not without benefits.
Zhu Xiuzhu lowered his head and coughed up blood. Seeing Lu Bei staggering towards him with a sword in hand, he waved his hands repeatedly to indicate that he would not fight anymore.
Boring.
In this battle, the Huangji Sect admitted defeat.
Lu Bei pretended not to see it. With Dashitian in his hand, he was determined to get Zhu Xiuzhu's experience pack.
The latter's face turned dark, and he stood up with his sturdy body. He first adjusted the dim square seal on his head, and then tightened the bamboo stick in his hand, signaling Lu Bei to stop while he was ahead. If he really pushed him into a corner, the outcome would be uncertain.
At this moment, sword lights came rushing from afar, with seven in the lead and forty following behind.
Forty-seven sword cultivators landed on the ground, seven of them were at the Fusion Stage, and the rest were at the Void Refinement Stage. As soon as they appeared, they stunned the entire place so much that one could hear a pin drop.
Led by Lian Lin, seven sword cultivators looked at Lu Bei with complicated eyes. They didn't say much, but drew their swords and pointed them at Zhu Xiuzhu to make their position clear.
The sword light shot up into the sky, and the sword force weaved into a net, which pressed Zhu Xiuzhu so hard that his face changed drastically. He couldn't help but spit out blood again.
How did these people end up in Beijun Mountain? Who kidnapped them
Lu Bei pondered in his heart. He originally thought that it was the Huangji Sect that split the Iron Sword Alliance and kidnapped these conservative members of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Now it seems that there is someone else behind the scenes.
Suddenly, Lu Bei had an idea and thought of Zhu Jingli, the reinforcement who was rushing to Yuezhou.
The mastermind behind this was the Wu Zhou royal family.
Split up the Iron Sword Alliance, leaving some sword cultivators to continue to contain the Imperial Sect in the future...
The plan was perfect, and the execution was flawless, but the problem was that Lu Bei had never read the script. In his impression, the Heaven Sword Sect was razed to the ground, and it was only able to survive by relying on the players to recover their health. However, the Heaven Sword Sect, which was ruled by the players, could no longer be considered the Heaven Sword Sect.
Completely dead.
Who was it, what went wrong, and why did the royal family's plans change
How could the emperor show leniency to the rebels
Lu Bei couldn't figure it out, so he snorted and pushed away the person in front of him who was getting in the way: "Get out of the way, don't disturb me in a one-on-one fight."
Wang Yan, who was pushed away, dared not speak angrily, and lowered his head and said: "You... you are too seriously injured, it is not suitable for a long battle, the old dog of the Huangji Sect, just leave it to us to deal with."
"You teach me how to do things?"
"… "
"He didn't come out earlier, and only showed up after the situation was settled. He's really an eyesore."
Lu Bei pushed aside his bloodstained hair and pointed his sword at Zhu Xiuzhu: "Don't worry about the strangers, just continue the fight. Don't worry, if they dare to attack, I will be the first to chop them to the ground."
Zhu Xiuzhu was stunned by these words. His heart, which had been as quiet as dead water, suddenly began to stir and some blood started to flow into his body. He grinned, raised his hand to push away the seal on his head, and strode towards Lu Bei with a bamboo stick in hand.
"Wait a moment." Lu Bei raised his hand and called for a stop.
"What's wrong?"
Zhu Xiuzhu stopped walking after hearing this. Seeing Lu Bei put down the Great Power Heaven, he threw away his bamboo stick as well. He said sarcastically, "Don't look at me like a withered bone in a grave. If I fight seriously in close combat, you are definitely not my opponent in one blow."
"I can see that."
Lu Bei glanced at Zhu Xiuzhu, whose muscles were bulging. He clenched his five fingers into a fist and raised them in the air. Sword intent was entwined in his fingertips, emitting a sharp wind force. "Just now, they teamed up to hurt you. I don't want to take advantage of this blood."
After saying that, he clenched his five fingers into a fist and hammered it on his chest with a bang.
The hot blood spurted out, shocking Zhu Xiuzhu so much that he was suddenly speechless, and the approval in his eyes was even stronger than before.
Behind him, forty-seven sword cultivators were all speechless, their expressions either shocked or ashamed. The blood in their hearts was boiling and they could hardly suppress it. They clenched their iron swords tightly and just wanted to find that dog thief from the Huangji Sect to sharpen their swords with.
Lian Lin, Wang Yan and seven others were the most shocked. They had been beaten by Lu Bei many times on the fourth floor of Tieshan Prison. They had no good impression of Lu Bei because of his mouth.
Not to mention the distant past, just the fact that Lu Bei introduced himself as Lin greatly reduced people's impression of him.
With such sword intention, why hide your head and show your tail? Aren't you ashamed of your sword heart
But today it seems that this person does have some good points.
Here, Lu Bei punched himself in the chest, consuming his mana while lowering his health, and at the same time triggering the two basic requirements for backtracking.
When the cultivation level is less than 30%, the strength and speed attributes will be doubled; when the health value is less than 10%, 10% of the total health will be restored per second, the duration is five seconds, and the skill interval is 24 hours.
The blood volume soared, the strength and speed doubled, the strength attribute reached 45,000, and the speed was a whopping 96,000, so fast that it was despairing.
boom!!!
The wind was blowing wildly, an area of space collapsed and sank, and the overflowing black lines were madly corroding the surrounding area.
Lu Bei's phantom dissipated on the spot, and then a belated golden light appeared in front of Zhu Xiuzhu. The latter maintained a blocking posture, with a look of approval still visible on his face.
But soon, Zhu Xiuzhu's shadow dissipated along with the golden light and disappeared into the void.
Five seconds, no more, no less.
Lu Bei stepped out of the void and threw Zhu Xiuzhu to the ground like a dead dog: "Not bad, although a little old, but still strong. You are one realm higher than me, and you are a strong opponent."
After saying this, he raised his hand and called over Dashitian, then looked at the group of sword practitioners entering the venue with a frown.
His clothes were stained with blood, his sword intent soared into the sky, and in the background, the three great elders of the Huangji Sect were lying on the ground in silence. This put a lot of pressure on the sword practitioners, and they subconsciously took a step back.
"What are you here for? If you want to win over Lingxiao Sword Sect, there is no need to do that. I, Lu, am enough in Beijun Mountain." Lu Bei tried to get information.
Lian Lin took a step forward and put his sword aside: "We are not here for Lingxiao Sword Sect, but for... Your Excellency."
"Are you addicted to getting beaten?!"
Lu Bei subconsciously said that if this was true, he would try his best to help the other party even if it cost him his life.
"…" x7
These words brought back unpleasant memories for the seven people, but out of respect for the Immortal Sword Intent, they did not dare to say anything.
Lian Lin continued, "This is a serious matter. There are too many people here. Please move away and find a quiet place to talk slowly."
"Since there are so many people, why not just clear the area? Why should Mr. Lu be wronged?"
Lu Bei curled his lips. He felt indifferent about the seven people who were hiding something. Just by looking at their constipated faces, neither up nor down, he knew that these people had ulterior motives.
We're open to fencing, but no money lending.
"Your Excellency is right. It is us who are too narrow-minded."
Lian Lin nodded. This was indeed the truth. If he just cleared the area, no one would disturb him. There was no need to put himself in a difficult position.
The fellow sword practitioners flew up on their swords, waving sword lights all over the sky, and pressed towards the Huangji Sect's formation with great momentum.
Without the three great elders, although there were still some masters in the fusion stage in the formation, they were so frightened that they had lost all fighting spirit. They were like a ragtag group of monsters, unable to organize a decent counterattack, and the formation became a mess in an instant.
At this moment, a battle flag rose above Zhu Yuan's body, dancing in the wind and soaring to a height of a thousand meters.
The flag was chaotic and formless, unfolding a picture scroll into the sky. The encroaching force swept across heaven and earth, as if it was going to wrap the entire Beijun Mountain into the picture.
Above Beijun Mountain, the demonic aura suddenly rose, and between the rolling black clouds, a pair of giant eyes slowly opened.
The formation diagram swallowed up and exhaled a curtain that covered the sky, surrounded by boundless evil spirit. The giant eye remained silent and motionless, engaging in an invisible confrontation with it.
Lu Bei's heart skipped a beat. He saw a familiar look in his eyes. It was the mysterious man who had maliciously embarrassed him last time.
Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. The day of revenge is not far away.
Just in Ming…
“Huh!”
Lu Bei let out a light exclamation and took a closer look. These large, golden eyes, seeing through appearances to the essence, looked a bit like glaucoma.
Come to think of it, the ground-type nine-tailed fox that Fox Three transformed into had a pair of glaucoma like this!
Lu Bei: “…”
The thunder roared, interrupting the fight in the air.
The battle flag swept away all the people from the Huangji Sect. The giant golden eye saw this scene but did not stop it. At the moment before the thunder surged wildly, it disappeared at the same time as the battle flag.
The three great elders are gone, and the magical weapons of Yuhua Sect that were left outside are also lost.
Lu Bei sighed deeply. He originally wanted to sell it for a good price and make a killing for the Huangji Sect, but Hu Er didn't say anything, so naturally it was not his turn to speak.
It is interesting to say that the first scene of the battle between Huangji Sect and Tiejian League was actually a fight between Xuanyinsi and Huangji Sect, and Xuanyinsi won.
In the middle of this, there are the minions of Xiong Chu and the split of Tianjian Sect. It is a big chess game from the beginning to the end. Not to mention it is full of dangers, but there are also constant reversals.
Lu Bei felt a little dizzy from the spinning, and he quickly looked at his personal panel to calm himself down.
[You defeated Lu Zhou and gained 90 million experience points. After judging the opponent's level, the difference is greater than 20 levels, and the reward is 90 million experience points]
[You defeated Zhu Yuan and gained 90 million experience points. After judging the opponent's level, the difference is greater than 20 levels, and you are rewarded with 90 million experience points]
[You defeated Zhu Xiuzhu and gained 100 million experience points. The difference in your opponent's level is greater than 20 levels, so you will be awarded 100 million experience points]
The investment cost 600 million, but only 560 million was recovered. Ignoring the fact that the Immortal Sword Intent was upgraded by two levels, a total of 40 million experience points were lost.
After rounding off, this deal was a huge loss.
Lu Bei was heartbroken as he failed to calm down his fear. He turned around and flew towards Beijun Mountain.
"Now that you have regained your freedom, you should be running around to clear the name of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Why are you following me?"
Halfway through, he stopped and looked at the forty-seven sword cultivators: "Let me be frank. If this is an unreasonable request, please don't ask. I am too weak to help you."
“You are joking, sir. You… have realized the Immortal Sword Intent, so it should be us who have weaker strength.” Wang Yan smiled innocently, but it was very stiff.
Lu Bei took a deep breath and said, "What immortal sword intent? Where did you hear this gossip? Don't talk nonsense without evidence. We are both sword cultivators, how can you slander a good person without reason!"