Chapter 117: Elder of the Criminal Law

Qiao's inner courtyard, Songzhu Hall.

Hearing that Qiao Zhongxiong was a disciple of the Sword Ancestor, Meng Li and Dongshan both turned pale, and their eyes became heavy, and there was even a trace of fear.

Dao Zu has been famous for decades and is a veteran martial saint-level master.

Martial saint is divided into three levels of heaven, earth and man, twenty years ago, the sword ancestor has achieved the heaven-level martial saint, although he has retired for twenty years, and even the younger generation no longer knows the name of the sword ancestor, but the older generation knows what a terrifying existence the "sword ancestor" is!

"Lu Shao, this person is a disciple of the Sword Ancestor, please be cautious!" Meng Li said to Lu Zheng with a solemn face.

Hearing this, Lu Zheng frowned slightly, and it could be seen from the expressions and tones of Meng Li and Dongshan that the so-called Sword Ancestor was definitely extraordinary.

Dongshan followed and said: "The Sword Ancestor is the top master among the Martial Saints, and he once fought against seven Martial Saints with one person and one sword, and as a result, all seven Martial Saints died under his sword, but he was unscathed!"

In the end, there was a hint of trilling in Dongshan's tone.

Qiao Zhongxiong, who had a full view of the expressions of the two elders of Meng Li Dongshan, knew that the name of his master's sword ancestor had worked, and he didn't show a trace of a smug smile: "If the two seniors retreat like this, they will definitely not dare to pursue it at all." ”

Hearing this, the second elder's face was silent, but his heart was open.

They are the elders of the Iron Sword Gate, and they are ordered to protect Lu Zheng, if they retreat, Lu Zheng has the slightest mistake, then the Iron Sword Gate will not be able to explain to the Lu family, although the Iron Sword Gate is strong, and the masters are like clouds, but a political family like the Lu family is determined to destroy the Iron Sword Gate, and nine times out of ten, the Iron Sword Gate will not escape the risk of being destroyed.

But if he doesn't retreat, he will inevitably offend the Sword Ancestor, which veteran martial saint doesn't know the horror of the Sword Ancestor, twenty years ago, he was able to kill seven martial saints unscathed, twenty years later, his strength may have reached a higher level, although he is alone, but no ancient martial arts sect dares to be an enemy with him.

Dilemma, the two elders don't know what to do for a while?

Looking at the two Iron Sword Sect elders who were silent, Lu Zheng smiled and said, "Two seniors, retreat, it's enough for me to be here!"

When the two elders heard Lu Zheng's words, they both had the urge to nod their heads in agreement, and at the same time, they were a little moved in their hearts, and the two looked at each other and had an idea.

Meng Li took a step forward and said to Lu Zheng and Qiao Zhongxiong: "As the so-called grievances should be resolved rather than settled, Lu Shao, how about the matter of the Qiao family master end here?"

"Yes, take a step back, everyone take a step back!" Dongshan echoed, whether it was to leave or leave the two of them, it would be a good idea to let the two sides stop there.

Seeing that the second man was old and old, Qiao Zhongxiong felt more and more that his master's name was useful, so he said coldly: "No, I can't swallow Lu Zheng's breath of making my son an idiot, but for the sake of the two seniors, I only need him an arm, as long as he leaves an arm, I, Qiao Zhongxiong, can swear that I will never pursue this matter again in the future!"

Hearing that Qiao Zhongxiong actually wanted Lu Zheng's arm, the second elder suddenly changed color, before coming, the head of the family solemnly explained to them, you must ensure Lu Shao's safety, and you must not let him be hurt in the slightest.

"Qiaojiazhuang, your request is too much, it's better to change it!" Meng Li said with a calm face.

"Is it too much, compared to my son becoming an idiot, what is an arm?" Qiao Zhongxiong shouted angrily.

Lu Zheng's voice sounded: "Your son is to blame, I didn't kill him is considered merciful, and besides, although the Dao Ancestor is strong, he is not here, do you really think that just a name can scare me, you, you are so stupid and naïve!"

Speaking of this, Lu Zheng shook his head with a pretended sigh.

Hearing this, Qiao Zhongxiong's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Meng Li and Dongshan.

Seeing that the situation had returned to a tense situation, the two elders were very embarrassed, they knew that it was time to make a decision, and if they wavered like this, neither side would be able to please them.

After secretly exchanging glances, the two of them said to Lu Zheng at the same time: "The old two are willing to wait for Lu Shao's dispatch!"

However, to the surprise of the second elder, Lu Zheng actually shook his head and said, "The two seniors don't have to do it, I still have no problem dealing with a few small miscellaneous fish!"

The second elder looked panicked, thinking that Lu Zheng had a grudge against their previous wavering, so he hurriedly said, "But Lu Shao!"

Lu Zheng waved his hand, interrupted the two, and said, "You guys should exit here first!"

"This!"

"Don't worry, I'm sure, by the way, help me take my friend out!" Lu Zheng smiled at the second elder and pointed at Zhang Heidi again.

The second elder saw firmness in Lu Zheng's eyes, and knew that it was useless to say more, so he had to nod in agreement.

Soon, the second elder took Zhang Heidi and retreated, seeing this, Qiao Zhongxiong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and sneered: "Lu Zheng'er, you are so arrogant, today, I will let you die here!

"Kill!"

Twenty-four sword guards drew their swords at the same time.

For a moment, the sword light was shining, the sword qi was horizontal, and Lu Zheng was completely caught in the torrent of sword qi constructed by the twenty-four sword guards, and he was in danger of being strangled to pieces at any time.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Zhongxiong's gloomy face couldn't help but show a happy smile, because in his opinion, Lu Zheng would definitely die.

But the truth is often unexpected.

Seeing that Lu Zheng was about to die under the encirclement and suppression of many sword qi, he suddenly raised his arms and blasted out in all directions.

Torrent, multicolored torrent.

The multicolored torrent composed of True Yuan was like that powerful barbarian dragon, easily devouring and destroying many sword qi.

One force will drop ten.

In just one second, the attack of the twenty-four sword guards was shattered, and at the same time, twenty-four multicolored torrents crashed into them at an unabated speed.

"Kill!"

A sword guard frantically swung the long sword in his hand, and a powerful sword qi erupted one after another, in a vain attempt to disintegrate the multicolored torrent that rushed towards him, but the multicolored torrent only swung twice, and bounced all his attacks away, hitting his chest with a bang.

"Bang!"

His body flew in response, and in the moment he flew up, he found that twenty-three of his companions had also flown into the air, just like him.

"This!"

Qiao Zhongxiong's smile froze, the twenty-four martial artists were so vulnerable, and for a while, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart.

The next moment, he shouted frantically: "Two elders come up with me and kill this person!"

"Yes!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The three figures flew out, and at the moment they pounced, they displayed their strongest martial arts.

Drink nine dan slash!

Qiao Zhongxiong's sword was one, and the whole person turned into a cyan knife light one zhang long, which came in an instant, and slashed at the waist.

Kirin Double Kill!

The fat elder was full of real energy, his fists smashed out wildly, each punch carried an earth-shattering might, and there were bursts of deafening beast roars in his throat, and the whole person seemed to have turned into an ancient giant beast.

Candle Dragon Shadow Strike.

The thin elder seemed to have become a shadow, swimming around Lu Zheng, and as long as he found the opportunity, he would give him a fatal blow.

The three ninth-rank martial artists joined forces, and their power was no weaker than that of ordinary human-level martial saints, and even stronger than human-level martial saints.

The martial arts performed by these three people are very exquisite, Lu Zheng is an immortal cultivator, and he has not practiced martial arts, so the best way to face the three of them is to face them head-on.

"Boom, boom!"

The attack of the three fell on Lu Zheng, but was blocked by his protective body Zhenyuan.

This surprised the three of them, but the movements in their hands were not slow, and they attacked again, and they couldn't break his body protection true yuan once, then two or three times.

Unfortunately, they didn't have that opportunity.

Because, Lu Zheng launched the gravity technique.

"Buzz!"

The earthy yellow light radiated from the center of Lu Zheng's body, enveloping Qiao Zhongxiong and the three of them.

"What's going on?"

The three of them all felt their bodies sinking, and their bodies were also chaotic.

Masters compete in minutes.

Lu Zheng moved, like a wind, like a ghost, and more like a god of death from hell to harvest life.

"Puff puff!"

The palm knife flew by, and the three heads flew high, their eyes wide open, full of unwillingness.

"Bang bang bang!"

The three headless corpses fell to the ground, making three silent sounds, and the twenty-four sword guards who had been severely injured couldn't help but feel a wave of fear in their hearts when they saw this scene.

Suddenly, Lu Zheng's eyes suddenly looked at the side room in the hall, and with a shake of his figure, he rushed into it, but he only saw the swaying windows on both sides, and it was obvious that there were still people hidden in the side room before.

For a moment, Lu Zheng's face sank, because he hadn't found the person in the side room before, until he killed Qiao Zhongxiong and the others, the other party leaked a trace of breath because of panic, and even so, he couldn't catch him.

In a certain primeval deep forest, there is a valley that is like spring all year round, there is a thatched house in the valley, and in the grass hut sits an old man in rags, with white hair, suddenly, the old man opened his eyes, and there were two knife lights shot out from his eyes.

"Click!

The two wooden pillars that supported the hut broke off in response.

Lu Zheng did not kill the Qiao family in the end, and after killing Qiao Zhongxiong, he left the Qiao family compound and met Zhang Haidi and Meng Li Dongshan who were waiting there outside the manor.

"Lu Shao, are you okay?" Meng Li said with a ashamed face: "The old man and the two failed to help, and I ask Lu Shao to punish him!"

Lu Zheng waved his hand, signaling them not to mind.

Thirty minutes later, Lu Zheng came to Heidi Zhang's home, a small villa.

After experiencing such a thing, Zhang Heidi can be said to be physically and mentally exhausted, and went back to sleep after saying a few words to Lu Zheng.

"Two seniors, I want to know about the Dao Ancestor. Lu Zheng asked the second elder.

The two of them pondered for a moment, and then complemented each other to tell the story of the Sword Ancestor, and reminded Lu Zheng to be careful of the Sword Ancestor to retaliate.

Dao Zu, formerly known as Peng Lingzu, was originally a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple, and was kicked out of Shaolin Temple for stealing martial arts from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

He remained incognito for three years after descending the mountain, until three years later, he reappeared, traveled all over the country, and challenged the masters of various ancient martial arts sects with long knives in hand, and in two years, he fought against a total of five hundred and thirty ancient martial artists, winning five hundred and eight times and defeating twenty-two times.

His moves were so ruthless that anyone who fought with him was either seriously injured or killed, and none of the twenty-two people who outperformed him were pleased.

Because he shot ruthlessly and injured too many people, there were hundreds of people who died under him, and some of the ancient martial arts sects quietly sent masters to assassinate him, but there was no return, and later inspired a martial saint-level master to take action in person, although he was seriously injured, he couldn't kill him.

He disappeared for five years since his injury.

Five years later, he personally came to the martial saint sect that seriously injured him that year, not only killed the martial saint, but also slaughtered his sect, there were many sects that assassinated him back then, after knowing this, those sects jointly dispatched seven martial saint masters to besiege and kill him, and as a result, the seven martial saints were attacked and killed by him, and it was also in this battle that he achieved the name of his sword ancestor.