My apprentice is a little weird?

A slightly impatient voice sounded faintly, and then Shen Ming did not move, and the small sword containing the violent sword intent suddenly disappeared! In full view of everyone, it disappeared into the void without even a trace of breath!

"What?! Where did you hide my magic weapon?!"

Lu Mang's pupils suddenly shrank, and his body remained in the same position as before, with a trace of blood still remaining at the corner of his mouth. However, he could not feel the existence of the small sword at this moment! It was as if... it disappeared in this space?

Shen Ming looked at Lu Mang with a pair of lifeless blue eyes.

"Want it? I'll give it back to you."

After saying this, Lu Mang suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart! But he didn't have time to escape and froze in place!

He opened his mouth wide, and everyone from the Chengfeng Sword Sect had a look of horror and anger on their faces!

The small sword that had disappeared appeared again at this moment, but it did not appear near Shen Ming. Instead, it appeared in front of Lu Mang's chest, piercing through it from front to back, leaving a bloody gash, then stopped behind him, spinning quietly without targeting.

His eyes were filled with disbelief. The mana in his body began to dissipate, his Dantian was damaged, and violent sword intents raged in his spirit. His soul was almost collapsed! Just one step away, just one step away, and he would be completely disabled!

The missing point is now. If he dares to move even a little, he will be crushed in an instant! No one can do anything. At this moment, life and death only depend on Shen Ming's thoughts!

"Brother!"

"The Ancient Immortal Sect is going too far! How dare they commit murder in our place!"

"Go! Fight with them!"

The crowd was excited for a moment, but the two old men in the lead still looked calm, neither happy nor sad.

The old man in the white robe with cloud patterns said calmly: "Be quiet."

Everyone in the Chengfeng Sword Sect immediately stopped talking! They wanted to say something several times but were too angry to say anything!

"Yes, Master!"

The old man in pure white robe kept his eyes on Shen Ming from beginning to end, focusing on her blue eyes and face, sizing up her appearance and breath.

After seeing her subdue Lu Mang with such ease, a hint of caution flashed across his eyes.

"Master Shen, I was not hospitable enough and failed to discipline my disciples, which offended you. I am Lu Ming, the current master of the Chengfeng Sword Sect. I would like to apologize to you and the Ancient Immortal Sect."

The old man in a white robe with cloud patterns stood up and bowed to Shen Ming to apologize. Seeing this, the people behind him wanted to say something but held it back.

After he finished speaking, he stood up and waved his hand. A gentle force instantly dispelled Shen Ming's magic power and then controlled Lu Mang, slowly pulling him over.

However, the small sword with sword intent could not be taken back, but was taken into Shen Ming's hand and played with.

Lu Mang descended to Lu Ming's side, but at this moment his body was still unable to move at all. He looked ashamed.

"Master...I..."

"Don't feel guilty, you are very good, but you have offended Master Shen, so I punish you to go to Siguo Peak and not leave the mountain for a hundred years."

"Yes……"

Lu Mang lowered his head and accepted the order. He knew that this was not a punishment for him but a protection for him. Siguo Peak was just a quiet room after all. He was so badly injured now that if he didn't have a good environment to recuperate, his life would be ruined.

However, he did not expect that even though he had obtained the magic weapon that the head of the sect had spent decades refining, he still ended up in a miserable defeat... He didn't even know what method the opponent used to defeat him...

"Such a precious thing, why not take it back~"

Shen Ming said lightly while holding the small sword in his hand without any intention of giving it. The sword body trembled slightly, trying to break away from Shen Ming's control, but it could not escape.

Lu Ming remained calm.

"It's okay for the disciple to discipline me. As a master, I should apologize. I'll give this to you, fellow Taoist."

"Ah."

Shen Ming hummed lightly and didn't say anything polite. A ray of blue flame suddenly appeared in his palm, burning on the small sword! Refining the restriction on it!

However, because this restriction was too powerful, Shen Ming could not completely erase it in a short period of time, so he simply refined it and then sealed it.

After that, he handed the small sword to the fifth elder behind him without any concealment and spoke to him face to face.

"If there are any disciples who perform outstandingly in the future, this will be given to them as an encouragement."

There was a flash of color in the fifth elder's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly in a slight salute.

"Yes~Master."

Seeing this scene, the disciples behind him were filled with excitement, and they felt that they had really joined the right sect! They could actually fight against the Chengfeng Sword Sect! !

On the contrary, the Chengfeng Sword Sect was in a rather depressed mood, with everyone having gloomy eyes and unsightly faces.

After being so arrogant for so long, he actually lost face on his own turf this time.

"You all should leave first. We have something important to discuss with Sect Leader Shen."

Lu Ming suddenly spoke, and everyone stood up, looked at each other, bowed their heads, and then left the hall.

"Yes, Master!"

Shen Ming looked normal, and spoke softly:

"The disciples of the Ancient Immortal Sect also withdrew and waited outside the palace gate."

The fifth elder wanted to stay, but was also dismissed. In the end, he had no choice but to give up and leave the hall with his disciples.

Suddenly, only a few elders, Lu Ming and the old man in white robe beside him were left in the venue.

"I'm sure you all know my strength, so there's no need to estimate it. Tell me, what else do you want to discuss~"

Shen Ming spoke leisurely, without a trace of nervousness on his face.

Everything that just happened was of course a test. On the premise that he was certain that Xuntian Pavilion knew his identity, he could conclude that the Chengfeng Sword Sect that was cooperating with it would not be an easy task to deal with, and that they definitely had no good intentions in inviting him here.

The provocation, ridicule, and even the attack in public were all tests. To test her character, her bottom line, and her strength...

Shen Ming was 100% sure that if her strength was not strong enough to shock everyone with her magic skills, then Lu Ming and the old man who had been staring at her next to him would definitely lose face and capture her together!

Negotiations will only be held when both sides have equal strength. If the gap in strength between the two sides is too big or visible to the naked eye, who would talk to you?

Lu Ming pondered. He did not answer Shen Ming's question but looked at the old man in white robe next to him.

"You tell me."

The other person withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes, then took a deep breath and sighed.

"Little girl, we are all well..."

Shen Ming spoke calmly.

"I don't remember you."

"Hahaha~"

He chuckled and opened his somewhat cloudy eyes.

"But I remember you. You stayed in the Dao Mirror for many years, and I was in charge of your guard for most of that time."

"Oh, it's you. So why did you call me here?"

The old man was silent, and just watched quietly for a long time before speaking again.

"I'm very curious about how you have grown to this point without losing yourself. After all, your talent..."