"Do you really want to do it with Senior Brother Lu?"

Although Lu Nianchou hadn't appeared in front of the Quanzhen disciples for a long time, he was not even allowed to be mentioned on the surface, which became a taboo in the Quanzhen Sect.

But in private, there have already been countless Quanzhen disciples who regard him as an idol and a hero, and they can't wait to follow him one day and draw their swords to kill the enemy.

Now when Lu Nianchou appeared in person, just standing there, there was an indescribable aura of dust, which made people subconsciously have awe.

Zhao Zhijing gave an order, but those disciples hesitated a little and didn't move for a long time.

He was immediately annoyed and shouted, "Do you want to rebel? Or do you want to be expelled from the division? ”

"Do it for me immediately, or don't blame me for dealing with the door rules."

With Zhao Zhijing's coercion, those young Quanzhen disciples suddenly turned red, and their eyes were full of unwillingness and anger.

They are young and vigorous in the end, and there are examples of Lu Nianchou, a high-level rebel sect, who went away and went down the mountain to kill the enemy.

At this time, I was reprimanded by splitting my head and covering my face, and I only felt that my heart was on fire, and I couldn't help but want to speak up.

Zhao Zhijing's face became more and more ugly, and those third-generation disciples were just that, and now even these fourth-generation disciples dared to openly confront and disobey orders.

If this continues, won't his prestige be trampled on the ground and completely reduced to a laughing stock, how will he be in charge of the mountain gate in the future and command Quanzhen?

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said word by word: "All the disciples obey the order, give me a hand, take down Lu Ying, if you dare to resist, you will be killed." ”

"Those who dare not obey will be expelled from the division!"

When the words fell, there was a dead silence in the field, and all the disciples looked at each other, looking at Zhao Zhijing's eyes full of disdain and dissatisfaction.

"What kind of hero is he to use the rules of the division to oppress people?" Someone even whispered secretly.

"Who's talking? Have the courage to stand up for me. Zhao Zhijing could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, his face was pale, and fire almost erupted from his eyes.

Under his gaze, someone finally couldn't bear the pressure, slowly drew his sword out of its sheath, and walked towards Lu Nianchou.

"Senior Brother Lu, I'm offended!"

"Senior brother, I'm sorry!"

"Senior nephew Lu, don't resist, I believe that the elders in the sect will make decisions for you."

……

The Quanzhen disciples present spoke towards Lu Nianchou while drawing their swords, their words full of worry and helplessness.

When Lu Nianchou saw this scene, he was slightly stunned, and laughed at himself: "I didn't expect that there are still people willing to speak for me." ”

"Today's incident is all my own fault, and you don't need to violate the rules of the teacher for me and ruin my future."

"If you have the heart and bandage Yang Guo's wound, I will be grateful."

Before he finished speaking, a third-generation disciple, regardless of Zhao Zhijing's ugly face, took out the golden medicine used in martial arts practice on weekdays from his arms, and stepped forward to bandage Yang Guo to stop the bleeding.

"Thank you for this uncle!"

Lu Nianchou saluted with his sword, thanked him, and then turned to look directly at Zhao Zhijing, and said in a cold tone: "Zhao Zhijing, if you want to take me down, do it yourself, why hide behind and dare not come out." ”

"Could it be that you're afraid of me?"

Zhao Zhijing was blushing at what he said, and while stepping forward, he deliberately said condescendingly in a contemptuous tone: "I'll be afraid of you junior?" Let me do it, I'm afraid you're asking for your own hardship. ”

Lu Nianchou looked at him and said lightly: "Zhao Zhijing, as long as you can take my sword, I will be captured." ”

"You, do you dare?"

Zhao Zhijing was slightly stunned, and then a look of shame appeared on his face, and he said hatefully: "Lu Ying, you are too ignorant of the sky. ”

"When I apprenticed to practice swords, you weren't even born, even if it was your master, you wouldn't dare to speak so loudly in front of me."

"I think you are dizzy, you dare to pass on Yang Guo's swordsmanship privately, and you dare to resist on the spot, and you can do it with your elders, it is simply an unforgivable sin."

"If you kneel down now and wait for the fate, I can still open up to you."

There was murder in his eyes, "If you are still obsessed, then don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

"I want you to know that the title of the first person in martial arts of my Zhao Zhijing's three generations of disciples is not something I blew out."

Lu Nianchou still held the sword in both hands, his movements did not change in the slightest, and he said calmly: "A sword." ”

"As long as you can take my sword, I will send it to you."

Zhao Zhijing laughed angrily and shouted: "Okay! Good! Good! Li Zhihua really taught an arrogant person who didn't know the height of the sky. ”

"Everyone present has seen it, it's not that I, Zhao Zhijing, are bullying the small, it's really this kid who is arrogant and rude."

"Obviously committed a serious crime of the teacher, but he did not repent, but wanted to attack the teacher, which was even more provocative and stubborn."

"If I don't teach him a lesson, what are the rules in my door? Where is the etiquette? ”

Before he could finish speaking, the long sword in his hand came out of its sheath with a clatter, like thunder, and it made a buzz in the sky, tearing through the howling cold wind.

Like a white horseman, he slaughtered down towards Lu Nianchou's throat.

This sword was fast, ruthless and urgent, not only did it not have the slightest softness, but it came suddenly, and when everyone did not react, it drew its sword and killed, almost like a sneak attack.

Although Zhao Zhijing is narrow-minded, his martial arts are really good, not only through the twelve canons, practicing true qi, but also fist and foot swordsmanship, internal and external skills, all have been passed on.

At this time, he put down his face and rebelled, and almost all his martial arts attainments were integrated into this sword.

A sword cracks the wind, and the edge is better than frost, as if he wants to kill Lu Nianchou with a sword and put him to death.

"Lu Ying, you have fought against me three or four times, making me lose face."

"This time, you sent it to the door."

"Privately teaching others martial arts, causing tragic deaths in the same class, contradicting the elders of the sect, resisting law enforcement, and even making provocative remarks."

"One by one, the sins are unforgivable, even the real person in charge of the sect can't protect you."

"In front of everyone, even if I abolish you, it won't be a big mistake as long as I shirk the mistake."

"You give me your fate!"

At this moment, Zhao Gong's eyes were extremely vicious, and the ruthlessness in his pupils made people shudder.

Lu Nianchou saw Zhao Zhijing suddenly draw his sword, and the cold sword light rushed to his face, which was more cold than the howling cold wind, and even made people's eyebrows tingle.

However, he was unmoved, just watched as the long sword in the enemy's hand roared, breaking through the air in an instant.

He could even clearly see the ruthlessness and smugness on Zhao Gong's face, which looked a little hideous.

A full nine months have passed, and Lu Nianchou has been a peerless scholar and a top martial artist, cultivating both inside and outside, and even has Taoist true traditions such as Yuqingguan thoughts.

Under the effect of the on-hook system, it is almost a day, and now the strength has already undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Even I don't know how strong I am now?!"

Lu Nianchou whispered in his mouth that no one could hear, and said softly: "It's a pity, you are not worthy of letting me draw my sword." ”

At this moment, the long sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand was only an inch away from the center of his eyebrows.

"Lu Ying, I'll take you to the Fa today!"

"Let the disciples in the sect know that the rules of the sect cannot be blasphemed!"

Zhao Zhijing slaughtered with a long sword in his hand, and at the same time, his feet were in the air, ready to burst out at any time.

This leg method can be kicked seven times in an instant, and it is fierce and has the power of breaking the meridians and bones.

If Lu Nianchou blocks the long sword, there will be one attack after another, and it is necessary to take down the enemy in the shortest possible time.

(End of chapter)