Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

"You won't cause trouble afterwards? What about your companions?" The two men's eyes were mainly on Liu Jiqian.

When Lu Wensheng heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle, with an unclear meaning.

"They won't fight you." Pretty cautious.

"Fellow Daoist Lu..." Gu Jinzhi glanced at the two cultivators and moved closer reluctantly.

"Two against one is too unfair, why don't I do it too?"

Lu Wensheng shook his head: "I can do it." What he was about to do would seem incomprehensible to others, so there was no need to bring along people who didn't know the truth.

Gu Jinzhi looked at Liu Jiqian: "Don't you want to persuade him?"

Liu Jiqian looked over with amber eyes, revealing a soothing look.

"He's fine." With Junior Brother Lu's strength, there's no need to worry about the cultivation levels of these two people - he was the one who defeated Song Wen and Jiang Jinfeng before he even had a foundation.

"Immortal, Immortal Master..." Wu Feipeng didn't know why, but his intuition told him that this Immortal Master, who had saved him and looked young, wanted to fight with the two monks just to vent their anger.

The young man who had just had a quarrel with the two monks turned around, his eyebrows and eyes were as clear as a painting, and his gaze was lively, showing a bit of spirit.

"My name is Lu Wensheng. You don't have to call me Master. Judging from our age, you can just call me brother."

Wu Feipeng felt that the other party gave him a sense of closeness, but because of the education he had received from the immortal master since he was a child, although he dared to throw stones at monks, when facing the approachable Lu Wensheng, he could not call him "brother" as an intimate name.

Gu Jinzhi: "You'd better move to the side quickly to avoid accidental injury later."

The townspeople climbed up gratefully and dodged quickly, their skillful move was heartbreaking.

Liu Jiqian simply used magic weapons to set up a barrier for the residents.

The owner of the drugstore pulled Wu Feipeng aside and just happened to pass by Lu Wensheng. Noticing that Wu Feipeng turned his head and looked at him without blinking, Lu Wensheng smiled gently and patted Wu Feipeng on the head.

He doesn’t look like a high-and-mighty monk, but rather gives people the feeling of a big brother next door.

Wu Feipeng's face immediately turned red, and he even peeked at him from inside the barrier.

"Why is it so troublesome? Are we going to fight or not?" The two cultivators looked impatient. They felt that it was hypocritical for Lu Wensheng and others to be so kind to the mortals - what was the point of putting on a show with these lowly mortals?

"Beat him? Why not?" A cold look flashed across Lu Wensheng's eyes - it was the first time he saw someone so eager to be beaten.

A gust of wind blew by, rolling up the withered leaves all over the sky. The sword in Lu Wensheng's hand was as thin as a cicada's wing, flashing with green light, and the blade was like autumn water, cold and sharp.

Holding it in his hand, he could seem to feel the faint murderous aura emanating from it. Lu Wensheng changed his smiling look and his eyes became sharp. In an instant, the sword energy was overwhelming, and the world was suddenly filled with desolate and murderous atmosphere.

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up and she took out a small notebook, ready to find materials for her book.

They were originally nonchalant, thinking that the three had similar skills, and with two against one, the advantage was on their side, but their expressions changed.

Lu Wensheng took the lead and at the same time, the sword in his wrist flashed and flew towards the two men like thunder. The two men only saw the cold light flashing in front of them.

Lu Wensheng turned his arm, and the sword actually began to spin between his fingers, stirring up the sound that permeated the sky, as if it was going to drag the two of them in.

A bright moon rises one day, shining on my heart full of ice and snow, and the mighty rivers flow. The whale has not yet swallowed the sea, but the sword has already swept across the autumn!

The picture is extremely beautiful, and Ning Rongrong couldn't help but sigh: "The sword water is as green as the setting sun, and the sword is as clear as a spring."

Liu Jiqian also raised his head and said in a clear voice: "The sound of the scabbard comes from the sky, don't take the sword lightly."

Gu Jinzhi stared at the two people who suddenly started to compose poems with wide eyes. He hesitated for a long time, but his brain was not able to cope with it. He could only squeeze out one sentence, "Friend Lu Daoyou is very powerful."

The system didn't have much culture, and it was waving flags and shouting in Lu Wensheng's mind, things like "Little deer, little deer, fly bravely, we will always be with you!", and even played the sound of gongs and drums, but Lu Wensheng stopped it speechlessly - the atmosphere of a good battle was about to be ruined by this idiot.

Lu Wensheng's sword skills were not developed solely by natural talent. He practiced sword skills and asked for advice every day. It was the accumulation of experience that led to his current strength.

Although he had little practical experience, he was rich in theoretical knowledge. Lu Wensheng also did not forget to gain experience during the fight. He did not lose the upper hand in the fight with the two people, and later he even took the initiative to control the rhythm.

He attacked quickly with several sword moves, attacking the left side of the enemy on the left and the right side of the enemy on the right, forcing the two men to squeeze closer and closer. He circled the two men tightly with his long sword and attacked them eighteen times in a row. The two men blocked eighteen moves and had no spare time to fight back.

The area within a radius of three meters was shrouded in sword energy. No matter which direction one tried to dodge, it seemed impossible to avoid it. There was a "ding" sound, and sparks flew everywhere.

The sword in the black-robed monk's hand actually met the edge of Lu Wensheng's sword. His pupils trembled, and at that moment, the sword energy in the sky suddenly disappeared, but the blood-like dead leaves had not yet fallen.

Lu Wensheng stood in the bloody rain, his sword still held horizontally in front of his chest. The black-robed monk's sword was also still in his hand, but the blade had been broken by Lu Wensheng!

He was suddenly shocked and fell to his knees, blood gushing out from the corners of his lips. Blood appeared in the air and large pieces of blood were splashed down. The black-robed monk couldn't help but let out a shrill scream. A huge hole pierced his stomach, and blood rained down from the sky like stars.

The white-robed monk was shocked when he saw this. Because of this moment of distraction, Lu Wensheng seized the opportunity. Before he could change his tactics, he saw a black shadow flash by in the reflection of his eyes. He was kicked in the waist by Lu Wensheng, and then pierced through the stomach by a sword. He felt a sharp pain in his dantian, which made his heart contract. His legs became weak and he fell headfirst!

The two men were lying on the ground in a miserable state. How could they still look as arrogant as they did when facing the residents?

They propped themselves up, secretly thinking that they were careless and underestimated Lu Wensheng, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Why can't I gather my spiritual energy all of a sudden?"

"Me too, my meridians can't function anymore!"

The two men looked at each other, their faces turned pale, and they looked at Lu Wensheng in disbelief - the other party actually destroyed their Dantian and ruined their cultivation!

"Is this how disciples from your great sect behave?!"

"We have worked so hard to escape from our mortal bodies and have gone through countless hardships to achieve our current level of cultivation. As fellow cultivators, how can you destroy us for these mortals who have no chance of becoming immortals?!"

Hearing the shocked and angry voices of the two people, Gu Jinzhi took a breath - how cruel, but it was so enjoyable to watch!