Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

When he woke up, Jiang Xiuyuan felt sore all over and his throat was itchy. He gasped and coughed heavily. After a while, he crawled out of the fluorescent Fantasy Grass - if he hadn't woken up, he would have just lay there and become the nutrients of the Fantasy Grass.

Touching his sword, Jiang Xiuyuan stood up shakily. The fierceness in his eyes caused by the illusion had not yet subsided. He had finally come in, so naturally he wanted to take the best quality Fantasy Spirit Grass.

The better the quality of the phantom grass, the closer it is to the inner circle. He used the sword to support his body, and while adjusting his physical condition, he slowly approached the inner circle. Suddenly, he noticed a patch of shorter grass not far away, where an old acquaintance of his was lying.

His eyes were closed, his breathing was even, his chest was still rising and falling, and the light from the phantom grass made his face glow with a layer of fluorescence, making him look quiet, harmless... and fragile.

"Lu Wensheng..." Jiang Xiuyuan murmured in a low voice, a vicious flash in his eyes, and he quickened his pace. Looking at the person lying there, he drew out his sword without hesitation - the long sword rushed forward, the sword body trembled and made a buzzing sound, flashing a silver cold light, obviously he was going to do something ruthless.

[Wen Sheng!!!] The system screamed.

There was a sound of "Puchi" piercing the flesh.

Jiang Xiuyuan looked at the person in front of him in surprise, and felt a wetness around his waist. He looked down and saw that as expected... Lu Wensheng had stabbed him in the abdomen, and blood gushed out, staining his clothes red.

Although Lu Wensheng's cultivation was not as good as Jiang Xiuyuan's, his sword was of top quality and it was easy for him to break Jiang Xiuyuan's skin. In addition, Jiang Xiuyuan was not in good condition at the time, so he was stabbed hard by Lu Wensheng's sword.

"Brother Jiang, why are you so enthusiastic when you see me?"

Lu Wensheng had already sat up and looked up lazily at Jiang Xiuyuan. They were very close and Jiang Xiuyuan could see clearly. Under the light of the surrounding phantom grass, there seemed to be some starlight in the other's eyes. His tone was teasing, but there was coldness in his eyes.

At the critical moment, Lu Wensheng grabbed the sword that was stabbing at him, and then used the sword beside him to stab the man - he held the sword that Jiang Xiuyuan was stabbing at him tightly, and the broken blood beads dripped along the wound, dripping onto the ground, turning into gorgeous blood flowers, and the blood flowed down along the palm of his hand and flowed to his arm.

"If it weren't for the fact that the illusion suppresses my cultivation, and if I wasn't feeling unwell, you wouldn't have the chance to talk nonsense with me here..."

Lu Wensheng sat leaning back, feeling Jiang Xiuyuan's momentary surprise. He endured the pain in his left hand, exerted force with his right hand, and penetrated the sword further into the opponent's flesh and blood, and deliberately turned the hilt.

"But there are no ifs, Brother Jiang."

Jiang Xiuyuan groaned and was interrupted before he could finish his harsh words. In addition to the pain in his body, a fierce look appeared in his eyes. He pressed the sword down hard. Lu Wensheng's posture was already difficult to maintain, and he was directly brought to the ground by the force.

The tip of the sword was not far away from Lu Wensheng. If it went any further down, it would have stabbed into his eyes. Moreover, his left hand was not as strong as his right hand. Due to his posture, it was difficult for Lu Wensheng to get up. The hand holding the sword blade was already shaking from the strain, but he still held the sword tightly to prevent it from touching him.

The two men looked at each other, emotions surging in their eyes, and it was obvious that they both had murderous intentions towards each other.

"Brother Lu, let go. I can still give you a quick death."

The two of them were now not hiding anything at all. Jiang Xiuyuan was kneeling on Lu Wensheng, pressing the sword hard against Lu Wensheng's face while smiling. In Lu Wensheng's eyes, he looked like a schizophrenic.

"Brother Jiang, please stop. If you don't let go, I will smash your kidneys to pieces."

Feeling that the sword blade had been stuck in his bone, Lu Wensheng was sweating coldly from the pain, but he also spoke to him in the same tone as Jiang Xiuyuan, while exerting force on the hilt of the sword. Jiang Xiuyuan's face was distorted with pain.

"Lu Wensheng, you have a really annoying mouth." Jiang Xiuyuan sneered, feeling that there was no need to waste words with someone who was about to die at his hands.

"There are many people who hate me, who do you think you are?" Lu Wensheng sneered.

Jiang Xiuyuan had anger on his brows and faced away from the light, which made him look even gloomier. If you had to say, his expression looked like an overturned color palette.

"Oh, you're just talking nonsense."

"I'm not just good at talking. I can also deal with your brother and turn you into a hornet's nest."

Jiang Xiuyuan was obviously angry, his chest heaving violently, but he was really patient. Lu Wensheng felt that Jiang Xiuyuan should be the leader of the Ninja Turtle.

"I'm not a fool like my brother. You can fight Jiang Jinfeng evenly, but against me, you will lose completely."

"Really? In my opinion, there is no difference between you and Jiang Jinfeng. You both have only one life, and if you are stabbed to death, that's it."

Lu Wensheng's face turned pale, and the dripping blood had stained the collar of his shirt, but there was a cold glow in his eyes, as if there was moisture and something surging in them that made it impossible to tell the bottom. This made a man who seemed to be at a disadvantage actually seem a bit fierce and intimidating.

Lu Wensheng found an opportunity and kicked Jiang Xiuyuan hard in the waist - he said so much to Jiang Xiuyuan not just for the sake of venting his anger.

It seems that Jiang Xiuyuan was too successful in playing the villain, and no one knew that the villain died because of talking too much.

Jiang Xiuyuan reacted quickly and was indeed a ruthless man. He was ruthless to others and even more ruthless to himself. Even when Lu Wensheng kicked him to the point of vomiting blood, he still stabbed him with his sword.

Lu Wensheng leaned to one side - he sacrificed his shoulder to prevent his head from being stabbed, so that Jiang Xiuyuan's sword would be deflected, and then he pulled out the sword that had pierced Jiang Xiuyuan's body neatly...

Jiang Xiuyuan felt like his waist was about to lose feeling. He was kicked away by Lu Wensheng and staggered for a while before he stood up with the sword in his hand. Before he could recover, Lu Wensheng stabbed him.

He sneered and rushed forward without any retreat. The flashes of swords and shadows of knives intertwined with each other, making crisp sounds of metal collisions. Only the rapid sound of breaking through the air was heard, reflecting the dazzling sword light. The holes on his body that were bleeding did not seem to hinder Jiang Xiuyuan.

"Lu Wensheng, Xiao, you are talented, but there is a huge gap between our strengths. Today, you will definitely die!"

[I have contacted Yan Qingshu! They are already here!!!] The system did not let down its guard at the critical moment. The moment it saw Jiang Xiuyuan and Lu Wensheng facing each other, it immediately called Yan Qingshu over in a hurry.

After hearing what the system said, Lu Wensheng breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Jiang Xiuyuan with a bright smile.

"Really? Then have you ever heard of this saying - luck is also part of strength."

The sharp sword edge reflected a dazzling light as the sword passed close to Lu Wensheng's chest. Red blood flowed out along the sword's crack and gradually seeped into his robe, but Lu Wensheng didn't care at all. His wanton smile immediately stung Jiang Xiuyuan's eyes.