Here, the sect leader of the Fist Do sect is as if he is an emperor.

Like other cities, at the gate of this Fist Sect, there were a large number of disciples wearing black martial uniforms.

The difference is that there are no people coming in and out of the place.

Disciples who enter and leave the Fist Do Sect will take out a waist card for the disciples guarding the city gate to check, and they will only be released after confirming that it is correct.

Looking at the city in front of him, Lu He felt a little incomprehensible.

Why would the human emperor of the Great Chu Dynasty let such a sect appear and ignore it?

Different from the Pure Yang Sword Sect, after all, the Pure Yang Sword Sect is still the structure of a Jianghu sect, but this Fist Dao Sect seems to be a complete city, even more powerful than ordinary cities.

"Stop, what are you two doing?"

Just when Lu He was stunned, a disciple of the Martial Sect pointed to Lu He and Jun Hei Prison and opened his mouth to shout.

Lu He opened his mouth and said, "We want to enter the Fist Do Sect to have a look. ”

"You don't pee to see what you are, the Boxing Sect is what you say?"

The disciple of the Fist Dao Sect sneered, Mo said that these were just two mortals in front of him, even if it was two monks, he didn't care, he just scolded if he wanted to.

The disciples of the Boxing Sect have a strong sense of honor and superiority.

In fact, this kind of superiority is not only the disciples of the Fist Dao Sect, but also the disciples of any immortal sect will have this kind of superiority, in their eyes, scattered cultivators are inferior monks.

This is also a common problem of the entire Kyushu monks, and even those loose cultivators themselves will feel inferior when they meet the disciples of the Immortal Sect.

Lu He frowned, and before he could speak, the Jun Hei Prison beside him directly punched him.

This punch, with anger, the disciple of the Boxing Sect in front of him was just a monk of the Spirit Realm, and he couldn't even scream, and he was directly beaten into minced meat by Jun Heijiao's punch.

Jun Hei Jian clapped his hands and said coldly: "Dare to insult my master, damn it!"

Different from the Terran monks, Jun Hei Prison was born in the demon clan, and he was not bound by etiquette, he would fight if he wanted to, and he would kill if he wanted to.

Lu He smiled bitterly, but he didn't say anything, after all, Jun Hei Prison was also to protect him.

But this matter is a bit of a problem.

The main reason why the disciples of the Immortal Sect are cohesive and others dare not provoke them is that the Immortal Sect behind them.

Kill the little ones to the old ones, and kill the old ones to the older ones.

Unless they have the strength to challenge the entire Immortal Sect, the casual cultivators have been treated unfairly in many things, and they often have to choose to swallow their anger.

The killing of a disciple of the Spirit Realm seems to be a very small matter, but when you zoom in, you can see that it is hitting the face of this Fist Dao Sect, even if the sect master of this Fist Sect is involved in this matter, Lu He does not feel strange.

"Okay! Dare to provoke our Fist Dao Sect, brothers, go on, kill him!"

Seeing this, the dozens of disciples of the Fist Dao Sect who were guarding the gate of the city were not afraid at all, but encouraged each other, and rushed towards Lu He and Jun Hei Prison with both fists.

Jun Hei Prison was not afraid at all, turned over and dismounted and prepared to go up and kill him.

Lu He grabbed him and said, "Let's go." ”

Jun Hei Prison was stunned, although he didn't understand why he was leaving, but he was obedient and obedient, and rode a fast horse and left with Lu He.

Ordinary horses naturally can't outrun these disciples of the Boxing Sect.

However, with a wave of Lu He's big hand, the dozens of disciples of the Boxing Sect suddenly fell on the spot.

"Hey, this kid still has two hands, come on, don't let him run!"

How do you know that the dozens of disciples of the Boxing Sect got up, but they were not afraid, and they just patted the dust on their bodies and chased after them again.

Lu He frowned, his right hand was a sword finger, his mind moved slightly, and a sword qi essence burst out from his fingertips.

A transparent sword qi slammed into the ground, setting off a large cloud of wolf smoke.

At this time, the dozens of disciples of the Boxing Sect realized that they had met a master, and they were suddenly shocked into a cold sweat, and they didn't dare to chase anymore, so they hurriedly went back to report.

After running for dozens of miles in one go, Lu He slowed down.

Jun Hei Prison came up and asked suspiciously, "Master, why are we running away?" Don't you suspect that that the Fist Sect has something to do with the blood corpse?"

"It's called a strategic retreat. ”

Lu He glanced at Jun Hei Prison and said, "According to your fighting style, we don't have to do anything, just stand there and kill the boxing sect up and down." ”

"That's how it should be!"

Jun Hei Prison showed great pride at this time, and said: "Master, let's join forces, the Fist Dao Sect will definitely not be able to stop us!"

Lu He smiled and said, "The sect master of the Fist Dao Sect, named Fist Dao Immortal, has a perfect cultivation in the Mortal Realm, do you want to try it?"

"Well, this, I don't need it. ”

Jun Hei Prison was speechless when he heard this, embarrassed for a moment, and then said with a sneer: "Master, even if that boxing immortal is a perfection in the mortal realm, he will definitely not be able to beat the master, we don't have to be afraid of them, I just took a look, although there are many people in this boxing sect, but the overall strength is still a little worse than that of Jinguang Cave, Jinguang Cave can be won by both our master and servant, not to mention a small boxing sect." ”

After all, Jun Hei Prison has lived for hundreds of years, and he still has a vision, so he can naturally feel that Lu He's current cultivation will not be much inferior even if he deals with the Terran cultivators who have completed the mortal realm.

"The things behind this are very involved, if this fist sect is slaughtered, I'm afraid that you and I will immediately be regarded as big devils, leading countless immortal sects to crusade, okay, go back to Dongyang City." ”

Lu He waved his hand, unwilling to say more to Jun Heijiao.

Rushing back to Dongyang City, Lu He stood at the gate of the city and asked Jun Hei Prison to use thousands of miles to track it down to find the breath of the cold star soul.

"Wrap it up on me!"

Jun Hei Prison patted his chest, and then his nose sniffed in the air, found the right direction, and led the way in front.

Soon, Lu He saw the cold star soul, and at this time, the cold star soul was walking out of the city lord's mansion in Dongyang City.

Seeing Lu He, Leng Xing Soul was stunned, and was about to ask Lu He how he found him, but when he saw Jun Hei Prison again, he understood, nodded at Lu He, signaled that this was not the place to speak, and came to the inn where Leng Xing Soul lived with Lu He.

"Brother Lu has found something?"

As soon as he entered the house, Leng Xing Soul couldn't help but ask.

Lu He nodded and said: "Yesterday, before coming to Dongyang City, I killed three beginner monks of the Mortal Realm on the road, those three are disciples of the Fist Dao Sect, and their bodies are full of blood, and they must have slaughtered many living beings, today I felt something, so I went to the Fist Sect to go in and have a look, but I was stopped by the disciples of the Fist Sect, I think, there should also be a branch of the Fist Sect in this city, but I am not familiar with the place where I live, and I have no acquaintances, this kind of thing, I have to ask you." ”