Chapter Eighty-Four: Troubled Times
A murderous aura burst out from the scarred man's eyes, and a grim smile crossed the corners of his mouth, and he didn't know how many people he had killed, and the white big knife swung down fiercely, as if he was about to separate Lu Zhe's head and body in the next moment.
"Eightfold source power?"
Lu Zhe's figure stood still, the knife wind whistled by, blowing his hair fluttering, seeing that Lu Zhe did not dodge or make a move, a trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the scarred man, but the long knife he waved blatantly did not stop because of this.
For a murderous person like him, he doesn't know how to write the word sympathy.
"Khooth!"
I only heard a crisp sound, like the sound of a chime, with a lively taste.
"If that's all there is to it, then, sorry, you're finished. ”
Lu Zhe's cold words sounded, and he saw that his two fingers were standing in front of him, holding a sharp knife tip, but in front of him was a stunned man with a scarred face.
"This, this, how is it possible, this young man actually used only two fingers to clip my fine iron knife!"
The man with the scar was holding a broken knife, his figure staggered a few steps, and the blow he thought was going to kill was so easily blocked by the young man in front of him, which made him extremely surprised.
The black-clothed people who were originally surrounding them hurriedly stopped their bodies when they saw this scene, looking at the thin figure in the center of the field, their eyes were full of jealousy.
The scar man's eyes lit up, and his fierce momentum burst out again, and his body rushed over again, like a humanoid beast, and the scar marks on his face looked extremely hideous under the moonlight.
"The first style of the mountain splitting knife method, force to split the mountain!"
The hand broke the knife and slammed it high again, and the strength of the scar man's source power was undoubtedly revealed, and the knife was swung down as if it was about to split the mountain and break the mountain, and the air was cut open in an instant.
Lu Zhe's eyes glanced at the broken knife that emitted cold light, and his body suddenly rose into the air, like a dragon, and jumped into the air.
The man with the scar saw Lu Zhe's figure vacating, the pupils in his eyes constricted, and he immediately withdrew his knife in front of him.
I saw Lu Zhe's right hand turn into a fist, and a wild energy acted on it, and it was directly a punch, with the momentum of Mount Tai pressing the top, and it fell down, for the monks of the Source Force Realm, the physical body is the most powerful weapon.
"Eight wilderness strength, one strength collapses mountains and rivers!"
Lu Zhe let out a loud cry in his mouth, and the speed of the big punch suddenly increased by a few points, heading towards the broken knife of the scar man lying in front of him.
"Boom"
The big fist hit the white broadsword of Nasen, and a strong force hung out and acted on the blade, instantly blasting it into pieces and bursting out.
The man with the scar held the knife in both hands, and at the moment when the broken knife burst, a desolate energy smashed directly through the void on his arms, with fierce and unparalleled strength.
"Bang bang. ”
The sound of the clothes exploding suddenly sounded, and the black clothes on the scarred man's body turned into strips of rags, flying in the air, and then fell to the ground.
Under the effect of the desolate energy, there were bursts of churning waves in the air, and the sound of waves crashing on the shore sounded one after another.
There was a sharp pain on his hands, and the scarred man spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and his body staggered back a few steps.
Lu Zhe's figure fell to the ground flutteringly, unharmed, and his black hair fluttered in the air, like a turbid son.
The simple family of three also opened their eyes, looking at the scene in front of them, and their eyes fell to the ground.
Although they don't practice martial arts, judging from the power alone, the man with the scar is obviously the strongest person in this group, but even the strongest man with the scar can't stop the power of Lu Zhe's punch.
How could they not be shocked in their hearts, for them, the Source Force Realm cultivator was already invincible.
"By the way, this young man said that he was a student of Jiangtian Academy, no wonder his strength was so strong. ”
The middle-aged man suddenly sounded this stubble, and his heart instantly became a lot more transparent. Although he had always lived in this quiet small village, he had heard of the Jiangtian Academy, which was famous in the Heavenly Saint Prefecture, and it was rumored that it was a gathering place for geniuses. And since this young man is a person from Jiangtian Academy, it is understandable that he has such strength at such an age.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man who originally thought that he would die today finally had a touch of joy on his face, and his eyes looked at the thin figure in the field, his eyes were full of expectation.
"Boy, I didn't expect you to be also the source power of the eightfold, hum, but today, you blocked my Fu family's actions and injured me, so it can only be a dead end. ”
The man with the scar said viciously, and at the same time snatched the long knife from the hand of another man in black, and then shouted, "Brothers, give me a ride, there are so many of us, hack him to death!"
Hearing the scar man's order, the man in black who at least had the quadruple strength of the source power also rushed towards Lu Zhe like a swarm of wasps.
In an instant, more than a dozen long knives faced each other, and the cold light fluttered like snowflakes, pouring on this land.
More than a dozen black-clothed people rushed up, and the shouts of killing were loud in an instant, making this small village that was quiet on weekdays suddenly shrouded in a layer of killing intent.
Lu Zhe took a deep breath, he was not afraid of the attacks of more than ten people, but he didn't dare to be careless.
A monk's desire to quickly increase his strength is to seek breakthroughs and increase combat experience from various fighting battles, and this kind of attack is just right for Lu Zhe now.
Seeing more than a dozen long knives slashing towards him in a circle, Lu Zhe's toes lightly touched the ground, and an internal force acted on the toes, and in an instant, Lu Zhe rose from the ground, as light as a wild goose.
More than a dozen long knives were caught off guard, and they struck together with a sonorous sound, and a clear sound sounded.
Lu Zhe's figure swooped down from mid-air, and slammed his fist into the circle formed by the long knife, and immediately smashed down the falling stars with one move.
Lu Zhe's fist turned into a meteor, and smashed down with the power of ten thousand jun, and a large area of air exploded, setting off a small whirlwind, and the air was agitated for a while.
When the big fist smashed on the knife circle, the majestic force immediately spread out, and the sound of ping-pong sounded one after another, and more than a dozen long knives broke in response.
However, the power of the Tiangang Fist instantly poured into the bodies of these black-clothed people through the long knife, blasting them back.
As soon as the move succeeded, Lu Zhe's figure did not hesitate at all, and immediately turned into a swimming dragon, as fast as lightning, wandering among the black-clothed crowd.
I don't have that much time to play with them!
Lu Zhe's fists kept attacking, those monks who only had four sources of power and five sources of power were not his opponents at all, and he didn't spare his hands for these black-clothed people, and his fists all hit the key points of the dantian and turned them into wastes.
In just a few breaths, all the people in black fell to the ground one after another, and they no longer had the strength to fight.
After finishing the fight, Lu Zhe exhaled a long breath and knocked so many people to the ground, which was obviously extremely exhausting, if it was just an ordinary eightfold cultivator of the source power, I am afraid that he would also face an opponent with an eightfold source power, plus so many opponents with four or five layers of source power, I am afraid that he would have been cut into meat sauce a long time ago.
And Lu Zhe, who has always paid attention to physical cultivation and actual combat, and has many powerful martial arts, is obviously not in this category.
Lu Zhe's eyes looked at the man with the scar who was standing, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and then his body rushed out, and with a punch, the man with the scar immediately fell to the ground, his face was full of pain, and his eyes were full of resentment.
The abolition of the dantian is undoubtedly more uncomfortable for them than killing them. They just relied on the cultivation of the Source Force Realm to oppress ordinary people and act as a blessing. And without this strength, they are afraid that they will be oppressed.
Thinking of this, they were extremely sad in their hearts, and they wanted to kill the boy standing in front of them.
"Get out of here, I'll leave you alive today, and if you dare to do it again in the future, then leave your life behind!"
Lu Zhe's cold voice sounded, and these black-clothed people who fell to the ground didn't dare to answer a word, and they didn't even pick up the broken knives on the ground, and they got up and fled one after another, for fear that Lu Zhe would regret and kill them in this place.
And the man with the scar didn't dare to make any moves, he turned around and wanted to escape, just as he was about to leave and turn around.
Lu Zhe's words sounded again, "You wait for me!"
The man with the scar was shocked, thinking that Lu Zhe was going to regret killing him, and his heart suddenly cooled.
"Tell me, who sent you to take away the strong men, and what are your plans to take them away? Give me an honest answer, otherwise, the broken knife will be your end. ”
Lu Zhe threatened loudly, although he had solved these black-clothed people, he still had doubts about these people's looting of strong men.
Hearing Lu Zhe's question, the man with the scar didn't dare to cheat, and then replied respectfully, "Shaoxia, we came to kidnap the strong man on the order of the Fu family, but as for what the so-called thing is, I don't know about it." ”
"The Fu family, but the Fu family, one of the top ten chambers of commerce in the Holy State that day!"
When he heard the words "Fu family", Lu Zhe felt a thrill in his heart, and then blurted out a question.
"About this Fu family, we don't know if it's the Fu family in your mouth, Shaoxia, we just received an order to kidnap the strong man, and the Fu family offered a strong man a price of ten taels of gold. ”
The man with the scar replied respectfully, and the whole person was trembling, for fear that he would not be satisfied with his answer, and anger the young man in front of him who was like a god and a demon, both of whom were eightfold in terms of source power, but their strength was so different.
Hearing the scarred man's answer, Lu Zhe also believed that he didn't dare to deceive and fool himself, so he let him leave, and it remains to be verified whether the Fu family in his mouth is Fu Chen's Fu family.
Seeing that the people in black were leaving, Lu Zhe also walked in front of the family, reversed the prestige of his own talent, and said with a smile, "Uncle, the bad guys are gone, don't be afraid." ”
For the rest of their lives, the family's faces were filled with joy, and in their eyes, there was nothing more important than being alive.
Waving goodbye to Xiaobao's family, Lu Zhe's figure disappeared into the vast night and rushed towards the east.
For Lu Zhe, what happened today was just a small episode in his life, but what he didn't know was that his one shot today changed the fate of many people.
He thought that if the cultivation of those men in black was abolished, they would no longer do evil, but he didn't know that a vicious wolf, even if you pulled out his wolf teeth, he would not become a good dog.
However, after today's events, Lu Zhe has become more and more eager for strength. If he lacks strength today, then not only will he not be able to save that family, but even he will be taken captive, and life and death are unpredictable.
This is the troubled times, and only by relying on your own fists can you live.