Wang Xiaoer's intention to set fire, Lu Jianping did not take it to heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lu Jianping felt that as long as he slept for a while, Wang Xiaoer would regain his composure and no longer make trouble for himself.

But Lu Jianping underestimated Wang Xiaoer's hostility and overestimated the village chief's personality.

The next day, at noon, a rapid sound of gongs suddenly woke up Lu Jianping, who was in cultivation.

Under normal circumstances, only when something big happens, the village chief will sound the gong and gather all the villagers.

Lu Jianping didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly carried the giant sword on his back and rushed to the door of the village chief's house.

It didn't take long for the villagers of Taoyuan Village to surround the door of the village chief's house.

Just as everyone was talking to each other and putting forward their guesses, the village chief stopped beating the gong.

"The bandits of Aoki Mountain often rob homes and houses, and five years ago, they even committed the bloody crime of slaughtering the village. After verification, Lu Jianping was a spy sent by Aoki Mountain. I declare that Lu Jianping will be broken and expelled from the village!"

As soon as the village chief's words fell, the villagers immediately exploded.

In the eyes of the villagers, Lu Jianping is a legendary figure, so the villagers always pay attention to Lu Jianping's movements.

And Lu Jianping has always gone his own way, and he will not avoid others in whatever he does.

The villagers know a lot about Lu Jianping's daily behavior, and if Lu Jianping is a thief in Aoki Mountain, the villagers must have found out the clue a long time ago.

The villagers didn't believe the village chief's words at all.

"Village Chief, although Taoyuan Village is small, it is not a place where you can cover the sky with one hand. You slandered me as a bandit from Aoki Mountain, is there any evidence?"

The clay man still has three points of fire, not to mention that Lu Jianping is a big living person.

Wang Xiaoer is a minor, and Lu Jianping doesn't want to worry about him in general, but the village chief is no longer a child, and he should be responsible for his own words.

As Lu Jianping spoke, he took the giant sword from his back and slashed it hard at the stone at the village chief's feet.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the stone turned into dozens of pieces.

The village chief was frightened, hurriedly retreated, and because he was too flustered, he accidentally slipped and fell to the ground with a "poof".

"He can't cover the sky with one hand, so what about me?"

A middle-aged man with a sword at his waist slowly walked out of the village chief's house, and then looked at Lu Jianping with a smile.

After seeing this person, the villagers immediately fell silent.

Zhang Yi, one of the three major monks of Zhenbo Mansion, cultivates as the first layer of the Heaven and Man One Heavy Realm, that is, a first-level monk.

The three major monks of Zhenbo Mansion are Liu Xuan, Guan Yun, and Zhang Yi.

The names of the three of them are somewhat similar to Liu Bei, Liu Xuande, Guan Yu, Guan Yunchang, Zhang Fei, and Zhang Yide, but their styles of action are completely different.

Among them, Zhang Yi is very greedy for money, as long as he pays a sufficient price, no matter what he is asked to do, he will not refuse.

Over the years, Zhang Yi has done at least hundreds of things that hurt nature and reason.

This time, Zhang Yi came to Taoyuan Village, apparently the village chief paid him money and hired him to deal with Lu Jianping.

"Lord Zhang Yi, the words of the village chief are pure slander, please enlighten your lordship!"

Facing Zhang Yi, Lu Jianping couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Although Lu Jianping had killed many jackals, tigers and leopards in the past three years, he had never fought with a monk.

Deep in Lu Jianping's heart, he was full of awe and fear for the monk, and when he saw Zhang Yi, Lu Jianping's momentum immediately weakened by three points.

"The village chief is just a mortal, and his words deserve to be doubted by you. However, I am a monk, and what I say is evidence. I believe that Lu Jianping is the bandit of Aoki Mountain, all of you present, do any of you want to raise objections?"

Zhang Yi glanced at the villagers with condescending eyes, and then looked at Lu Jianping with disdain.

The villagers knew that Lu Jianping was innocent, but at this moment, they did not dare to publicly support Lu Jianping.

Lu Jianping was very disappointed by this, these villagers were really too bold.

"Uncle is a good person!"

A little girl who was close to Lu Jianping suddenly pulled Lu Jianping's sleeve and muttered in a low voice.

As soon as the little girl's words fell, her mother immediately pulled her into her arms, and then "pounced" and knelt in front of Zhang Yi.

"Adults spare their lives, children are not sensible, beg adults to spare their lives!"

The little girl's mother begged for mercy and kowtowed, and in the blink of an eye, blood stained her forehead.

Zhang Yi looked at Lu Jianping, then at the little girl, and suddenly showed a sneer.

"The monk is the ruler of this world, and his status is high, and mortals are only ants, as humble as grass mustard. Anyone who offends a monk is a great rebellion, and he deserves to die to apologize!"

As soon as Zhang Yi's words fell, a cold light shot towards the little girl.

Zhang Yi's movements were very skillful, drawing the sword, charging, and stabbing the sword in one go, and before the little girl could exclaim, the sword had already arrived in front of her.

[It's so fast, at least one percent faster than me!]

Lu Jianping's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he quickly raised his giant sword, blocking Zhang Yi's sword.

"Dangchang!"

Lu Jianping felt a huge force coming, and the giant sword uncontrollably deviated backwards, and the little girl behind the giant sword was immediately slapped to the ground.

Zhang Yi quickly retreated, and then pointed his sword at Lu Jianping.

"Lu Jianping, now, I'll give you a chance to cut yourself. If you refuse to do it yourself, then I will use the sword in my hand to cut off the flesh and skin on your body little by little, so that you will suffer from a thousand knives, and you will not be able to survive or die!"

Zhang Yi felt a hint of threat on Lu Jianping.

But the pride of the monk did not allow him to back down.

In front of the monks, mortals are as humble as ants, and this has not changed for 100,000 years.

"You are a monk, but you may not be able to cover the sky with one hand!"

Lu Jian snorted coldly, then raised his giant sword and rushed towards Zhang Yi.

At this scene, the villagers were stunned, and Zhang Yi was also stunned.

Mortals challenging monks are not even recorded in literature, and they have not existed since ancient times.

It wasn't until Lu Jianping's giant sword blocked the sunlight and made Zhang Yi's vision suddenly darken, that Zhang Yi woke up.

Zhang Yi hurriedly pulled out the sword, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand and the sword body with the other, blocking Lu Jianping's sword.

"Boom!"

Like a cannonball, Zhang Yi was shot away more than ten meters and fell into the courtyard.

Lu Jianping took a dozen steps back and knocked a large group of villagers to the ground.

"It's a fight, everyone get out of the way!"

With an exclamation, the villagers immediately scattered and fled, and for a while, there were cries and shouts.

After only a few seconds, the front of the village chief's house became empty.

Even the village chief and Wang Xiaoer hid dozens of meters away.

"Lu Jianping, you have angered me, I will break you into ten thousand pieces!"

Soon after the villagers dispersed, Zhang Yi's roar came from the village chief's courtyard.

With this sonorous and powerful voice, Zhang Yi carried the sword and walked to the gate intact.

[This sneak attack, I used all my strength, and Zhang Yi just responded in a hurry. But in the end, it was evenly matched!]

Lu Jian was calm in his heart, and secretly pondered for a while.

A heavy pressure made Lu Jianping's forehead break out in a cold sweat.