Mortal Mage

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Zhoucheng, the outer street of Tianzihao Pavilion.

"Master, if you encounter a disaster, immediately crush the jade slip and I will rush over!"

Li Xucheng walked half a step behind Zhang Mingxuan, took out a crystal clear green jade slip from his storage bag and handed it to Zhang Mingxuan.

"After leaving Zhou City, I will report to Shouyun Villa. Once I enter the sect, what kind of disaster can a mortal with useless spiritual roots like me encounter?"

Zhang Mingxuan took the jade slip, put it into the storage ring, and responded.

"Master, what I mean is that your cultivation is still shallow, and you have a huge amount of spirit stones..."

"Well, this ring is really eye-catching when worn on the hand."

Zhang Mingxuan nodded slightly in response, then took the ring off his finger, bent over, pulled up his coarse trouser legs, stuffed them into his socks, stamped his feet, and continued chatting; "It hurts my ankle a bit, but that's all I can do."

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"Master, if we walk a little further, it will be difficult to start!"

Lu Ming followed Bu Dazhen and murmured.

"I know!"

Bu Dazhen saw Zhang Mingxuan bending down from a distance. Fearing that he would be exposed, he quickly stopped and hid under the shadow of the surrounding wooden wall. He turned his head and whispered to Lu Ming, "You go and distract Li Xucheng. I will catch Zhang Mingxuan."

"Master, I think I should go and capture Zhang Mingxuan, and you should lead Li Xucheng away."

"Stop talking nonsense to me!"

"Master, then I am only responsible for leading him away."

As Lu Ming finished speaking, a steel sword flew from the storage bag into his hand.

He stepped into the air with a sword in hand and attacked Li Xucheng from behind.

Although he and Li Xucheng are both at the fourth level of Qi Refining and have the same cultivation base, Li Xucheng practices the Sword Sect's martial arts. If they fight head-on, the other party is more superior in martial arts and he has no chance of winning.

"Lead it farther away!"

Bu Dazhen frowned as he looked at Lu Ming who was attacking Li Xucheng, and sent a voice message to remind him.

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A hint of murderous intent blew past Li Xucheng's ears.

"Master, be careful!"

He quickly transferred the spiritual power in his body to his hands, and at the same time, he exerted force with his feet and jumped up with a backflip.

A steel sword flashing with cold light brushed past his gray gown.

"Ding!"

When he turned over, a green jade sword quickly emerged from the storage bag on Li Xucheng's waist. Before it had time to grow bigger, it clashed with the steel sword.

"Zheng"

After the confrontation, the jade sword shook the steel sword away.

"Land Dog!"

Li Xucheng staggered to a place seven steps away from Lu Ming. He frowned and stared at Lu Ming, whose face was covered with thick rouge, with cold eyes. He panted and shouted, "I would kill you if I didn't come here to kill you, but you came to me!"

"call"

At the same time, the jade sword drew an arc in the low air and flew into Li Xucheng's hands.

Although this jade sword is an ordinary low-grade weapon issued by the Dust Wind Sword Sect to its disciples, it is already quite powerful as a weapon for cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage.

"Old man, if I were a dog, you would be a dog's grandson."

Lu Ming was holding a sword in his hand and rushed towards Li Xucheng without any strategy.

Li Xucheng lightly tossed the jade sword in his hand, then turned his hand and faced Lu Ming.

Although the force of holding the sword with the backhand can be several times stronger than holding the sword with the forehand, the advantage of the sword's length will be lost.

"choke!"

He swung his sword backhandedly, deflecting Lu Ming's steel sword that was thrust straight at him. He then stepped sideways, continued to hold the sword in his backhand, and quietly used the "Breeze Slash" to quickly sweep towards Lu Ming's lower body.

As the move was performed, spiritual power flowed into the sword, and the sword's light was wrapped in a breeze, causing fluctuations in space.

Li Xucheng knew that Zhou Cheng could not kill people, so this move seemed fast and urgent, but it only used 80% of its strength, and its purpose was just to scare Lu Ming away.

Lu Ming was just pretending to attack in order to lure Li Xucheng away. As Li Xucheng's sword was coming, he pretended to be shocked, pretending to be defeated, sheathed his sword, turned around, and quickly stepped back ten steps away, snorting, "Old man, Zhoucheng cannot see blood. Although I found you today, I will spare you first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped onto the wooden wall around him, jumped onto the roof, and escaped.

"Humph! You bastard, you want to lure me away and catch my master? You are dreaming!"

Li Xucheng looked at Lu Ming who was going away, and said with disdain, then stepped to the side of Zhang Mingxuan who was hiding nearby, and said thoughtfully, "Master, I will stay with you tonight until I can escort you safely to Shouyun Villa, and then I will return to the sect."

"Good good!"

Zhang Mingxuan hurriedly moved next to Li Xucheng and nodded frantically in response.

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"Bah, what a stupid dog, if he had a few more moves, he could have acted more convincingly."

Bu Dazhen looked at Lu Ming as he ran away, spat a mouthful of thick phlegm onto the ground, and cursed with a twitching mouth.

As he cursed, a copper stick seven or eight feet long flew out of the storage bag.

He raised his hand, grabbed the copper stick, held it in his hand, and rushed towards Zhang Mingxuan and Li Xucheng.

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"Master, this is not good!"

After driving Lu Ming away, Li Xucheng had become wary, but this time, the aura behind him exerted severe pressure on him.

This is the aura that only cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage have.

Before the person arrived, Li Xucheng already knew that he could not withstand this attack.

But if he dodged this attack by turning sideways, the aftermath would definitely injure Zhang Mingxuan who was beside him.

At the critical moment, he suddenly turned around and slapped Zhang Mingxuan with his left hand. With a "bang", Zhang Mingxuan was knocked out.

With the same hand, he quickly switched the flying sword in his right hand, holding it in his backhand and then in his forehand, and swept it over his head to block.

"Zhengying..."

The sound of metal colliding echoed for a long time.

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