The bamboo stick was kicked by Lu Qingfeng and flew out from the crowd of onlookers. However, he did not faint and remained conscious.
The bamboo stick's body flipped around in the air, and the whole body instantly stood in the air. The green robe was dyed red by blood donations.
His right arm was cut off by Lu Qingfeng, and his left hand pointed at Lu Qingfeng and yelled: "Young man named Ya, wait and chop off my right arm. This is a mortal enemy. I must avenge this."
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As soon as Bamboo Stick finished scolding Lu Qingfeng, a scream came from the sky. Lu Qingfeng looked up and saw that Bamboo Stick's ultimate magic weapon, the long sword, fell down. Lu Qingfeng stretched out his hand to grab the sword.
Grabbing the hilt of the sword, Lu Qingfeng looked at the bamboo stick and said with a smile: "Toothpick, I will accept this long sword from your father first as compensation for the damage to my shop."
Bamboo Stick looked at Lu Qingfeng and said viciously: "Young man named Ya, don't be arrogant. It's not easy to take my things. You will have to spit them out anyway."
Lu Qingfeng still maintained his harmless smile, and said to Bamboo Stick with a smile: "Toothpick, it seems that your father and I have not taught you a lesson hard enough. Come on, good son, come down and let me educate you.
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The onlookers felt very comfortable watching the two bickering. Many of these people hated the bamboo sticks. Today they all clapped their hands and cheered when they saw the bamboo sticks shriveled.
The fighting here today was too noisy. Something like this has not happened in Gen Palace for a long time. There were at least tens of thousands of people watching on the street. Even the sergeants of Gen Palace were watching from a distance, and no one came to stop it.
Lu Qingfeng stood in front of the damaged shop, holding a long sword with a bamboo stick in his hand. He looked at the bamboo stick in the air and said: "My good son, I advise you to leave quickly. If you don't leave, be careful that I will do something bad."
If you have a bad temper, I will beat you up."
"Your Excellency, you have such a strong tone. Who are you going to beat? You cut off my son's entire right arm. You are still polite. I will play with you." As Lu Qingfeng's words fell, a message came from far away.
A few ethereal voices.
Lu Qingfeng looked up and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a green figure, speeding like lightning, arriving at Bamboo Stick's side in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this person coming to his side, Zhuzhu immediately became energetic. He looked at this person, pointed his left finger at Lu Qingfeng and said, "Dad, this kid cut off the child's right arm. You must avenge the child quickly."
This bamboo stick was really a piece of meat, and the entire right arm fell off, and he didn't say a word. Although he had taken the healing elixir, the wound was still exposed, and it looked very eerie.
Listening to Zhu Zhuan calling this man father, and looking at the green robe on this man's body, there are three six-pointed stars embroidered on the cuffs, which are obviously the captain's logo of Zhen Palace. It is obvious that this person is the father Zhu Kun mentioned by Zhu Zhuan.
Zhukun looked at his unsatisfactory son, sighed and said: "Bamboo stick, you step aside, this useless thing will only cause trouble for me."
After saying that, he lowered his head and looked at Lu Qingfeng and said: "Your surname is Ya? It's you who cut off my son's arm. Come over and have a fight with me. If you win, nothing will happen to me. If you lose, you will keep your life."
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The younger one has been beaten, and the older one has come. It seems that there is no possibility of reconciliation in what happened today. In this case, it is better to have a happy fight. Lu Qingfeng is originally a very orthodox person and rarely makes fun of others. Just now
I have played with bamboo sticks, and now I have to play with bamboo kuns.
Lu Qingfeng looked at Zhukun and smiled: "So you are Zhukun. I have been cuckolding you for decades, but I still don't know who you are. Let me tell you, Bamboo Stick changed his name and called me Toothpick after my last name.
, why should my son take your surname?"
Zhukun sneered: "Don't use such trivial tricks to irritate me. If I don't accept your trick, you won't be able to defeat me today, and you definitely won't be able to leave."
Lu Qingfeng had already scanned Zhukun with his spiritual consciousness. This person was at the early stage of the Supreme Realm. This kind of cultivation was just in line with the identity of Captain Zhukun. Lu Qingfeng was now at the peak of the Supreme Realm, only one step away.
Just like Zhukun now.
Therefore, facing Zhukun, Lu Qingfeng had no worries. He was not sure that he could defeat Zhukun. Zhukun would not be able to kill him even if he wanted to.
Xia Tian stood aside, a little worried about Lu Qingfeng, and quietly sent a message to Lu Qingfeng: "Brother Lu, what are you doing, are you sure? If not, we will leave as soon as possible."
Lu Qingfeng did not speak, but gave Xia Tian a reassuring look, and then looked at Zhukun and said: "Old guy, you are really not embarrassed. You are so old and you bully me, a young man. Don't think that I am afraid of you. Now
We will fight for three hundred rounds."
Before Lu Qingfeng finished speaking, he was already high in the sky, holding a top-quality long sword in his hand, and went straight to Zhukun to stab him.
Zhukun also took out his sword and came towards Lu Qingfeng. Lu Qingfeng was shocked when he saw the long sword in Zhukun's hand.
The long sword in Zhukun's hand was not a top-grade magic weapon. Lu Qingfeng had carefully studied the weapon refining manual that Ouyang Jian left for him, and he could clearly understand the weapons of various grades. Obviously, the sword in Zhukun's hand was an acquired spiritual treasure.
The long sword in his hand will be cut off by the opponent with one strike against the Houtian Lingbao. When the time comes, he will suddenly have no weapon in his hand, and he will definitely suffer a loss. But it's okay, thanks to discovering it in advance.
Lu Qingfeng was already prepared. Once the sword in his hand was cut off, he would immediately take out the Big Dipper Sword. Regardless of whether the divine sword was exposed or not, he would first resolve the Zhukun matter in front of him.
With preparedness, Lu Qingfeng would not have a head-on collision with Zhukun's spirit treasure. Zhukun also discovered the problem and tried every means to cut off Lu Qingfeng's sword. Lu Qingfeng felt very uncomfortable in this fight, and he also felt that
Very frustrating.
Both Lu Qingfeng and Zhu Kun have reached the fifth level of sword energy, and the sword energy they emit has no color. Their fights do not look as beautiful as those of low-level monks, and they look more simple and unpretentious.
Blindly evading was not the answer. While fighting Zhukun, he was thinking about countermeasures, and suddenly he came up with a plan.
I saw Lu Qingfeng seizing an opportunity to attack, and suddenly swept forward the long sword in his hand, muttering to himself: "In a flash of light."
As the long sword in Lu Qingfeng's hand swept across, a bright lightning seemed to suddenly strike in the sky. Everyone watching on the ground couldn't help but close their eyes, and Zhu Kun also closed his eyes without exception.
In Zhukun's blink of an eye, Lu Qingfeng instantly pulled out the Big Dipper Sword. Lu Qingfeng now had the ultimate magic weapon long sword in his right hand and the Big Dipper Sword in his left hand.
I saw Lu Qingfeng retracting the long sword in his right hand, holding the Big Dipper sword in his left hand high, and suddenly slashed downwards. The invisible and colorless sword energy of chaos lit up on the Big Dipper sword.
Zhukun didn't know what was going on. Besides, he didn't have time to think about it now. He raised the Houtian Lingbao in his hand and faced the Big Dipper Sword.
No sound was made, everything ended in silence. Zhukun's acquired spiritual treasure had been cut off by the Big Dipper Sword, and the chaotic sword energy did not slow down and struck Zhukun's head.
Zhukun was so frightened that he felt like he was dead. He was worthy of being a strong man in the Supreme Realm. His ability to make decisions in critical situations was indeed very strong. He barely moved his body half a foot to the left.
puff!
After a slight sound, Zhu Kun's right arm was also cut off by Lu Qingfeng like a bamboo stick. While Lu Qingfeng quickly put away the Big Dipper Sword, he swept forward the magic sword in his right hand and shouted softly: "Jian Dang!"
Qiankun."
An invisible sword energy swept towards Zhu Kun. If this sword was swept by Lu Qingfeng, Zhu Kun would be cut in half by Lu Qingfeng's sword.
Cold sweat broke out on Zhukun's forehead, and he was cursing his son Zhuzhu in his mind, "Who is wrong to offend? Why did he offend such a person?"
At the same time, he also felt strange in his heart, wondering where Lu Qingfeng came from. After recalling it for a long time, there was no such person as Lu Qingfeng in his memory.
Seeing Lu Qingfeng's killing sword coming across, Zhukun stepped into the air with both feet and stepped back five steps, each step being a hundred meters away.
Taking five steps back in a row has reached Zhukun's current limit. If he wants to retreat again, he must take a breath. In normal times, it doesn't matter how many steps he takes. Just now, he didn't have any preparation, but forcibly condensed his true energy. These are really far away
Exhaustion can only go so far.
The sword that Lu Qingfeng used just now was also used randomly. If he used all his strength, Zhukun would have no time to retreat.
Even so, the invisible sword energy still caught up with him, and with a piercing scream and the sound of friction with the space, he quickly arrived in front of Zhukun.
Zhukun had just stopped, but before he could catch his breath, the sword energy was already in front of him. He barely raised a mouthful of true energy and took another step back. The sword energy followed closely, and there was no possibility of hiding anymore.
There was another pop sound, and Zhukun's abdomen was broken open by Lu Qingfeng's sword. Thanks to Zhukun's last step back, if he didn't take that step back, Zhukun was now cut in half by Lu Qingfeng's sword.
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Looking at Zhukun again, he had become very embarrassed, with blood all over his body, and his injuries were much more serious than his son's bamboo stick.
Suspended in the air, Zhukun quickly took out a few pills, swallowed them immediately, looked at Lu Qingfeng, then bandaged his stomach again, and then said: "Good work, Zhukun admires it, but this matter is not over yet, can
Cut off my sword, the weapon in your hand must be an innate spiritual treasure, hey, just wait for someone to come and cause trouble for you."
Lu Qingfeng looked at Zhukun, his face was gloomy, and he said word by word: "Zhukun, I think you have really had enough of life, I will send you away now, go to death." After saying that, Lu Qingfeng said to Zhukun