Chapter 786 If you want to kill me, a hundred years of practice won't be enough!
After hearing Lu Xuan's words, the killing intent in Wu Jianxing's eyes actually subsided a bit.
Just like Lu Xuan said, warriors in the ancient martial arts world ignore most of the laws in the secular world.
As long as you don't commit murder openly in the downtown area and kill a few ordinary people in private, no one will notice at all. It will just be a few more "missing persons".
But this does not mean that they can do whatever they want and be lawless.
In a modern society with such advanced technology, even a powerful person cannot physically resist a nuclear bomb.
One tactical missile is enough to wipe out 99% of the Grandmasters, leaving no bones left.
Because of this, the ancient martial arts community had an agreement with the Chinese official a long time ago——
For the sake of social stability, the official turns a blind eye to the ancient martial arts world, but martial artists must also keep a low profile and must not be discovered by ordinary people. Most importantly, they must not use force to murder important political figures, otherwise they will be in trouble.
bottom line
The Wu family seems to be the king and hegemon in Jiangnan Province, but if the government sends out military troops to suppress it, the Wu family can be razed to the ground in a matter of minutes, leaving not a single blade of grass behind.
With Lu Xuan's level, he is naturally not considered an important figure in the political arena, but his father, as the parent official of Lucheng, has already met this standard. If the matter gets bigger, it may bring unnecessary trouble to the Wu family.
Thinking of this, Wu Jianxing looked down at Lu Xuan and said coldly:
"Boy, I'll count you lucky and I'll spare your life!"
Hearing this, Lu Xuan took a long breath, and the boulder hanging on his heart finally fell. The corners of his eyes and brows showed joy, as if he was surviving the disaster.
"Hmph... don't be too happy too early!" Wu Jianxing continued: "You can avoid death, but you cannot escape living punishment! You have offended our Wu family, do you just want to slap your butt and leave? Dream!"
As he spoke, Wu Jianxing waved his hand, motioning for the guards around him to come over, and lowered his voice to give them some instructions in their ears.
After receiving the order, several people walked quickly into the distance.
After a cup of tea, they left and came back again, but they were carrying a large water tank in their hands, which was as tall as a person and very large.
The large water tank fell to the ground with a "bang", dust flew up and made a loud noise.
Immediately afterwards, the Wu family guards stood on the outside of the mouth of the water tank, untied their belts, and began to urinate into it.
There were many female warriors in the field. Seeing such a scene, they all blushed with embarrassment and quickly covered their eyes with their hands, not daring to look further.
Soon, those few warriors finished urinating and jumped out of the water tank, but another group of people came up to urinate, and the cycle started over and over again.
Not long after, a strong fishy smell spread to the surroundings, and many people covered their mouths and noses and retreated dozens of meters.
Lu Xuan had a strong sense of foreboding in his heart. He looked up at Wu Jianxing and couldn't help but exclaimed: "What are you going to do?"
Wu Jianxing laughed ferociously, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said sternly: "Boy, since you humiliated my brother in that way, now I will pay you back a hundred times!"
"What...what do you mean?!"
Lu Xuan stammered, his voice becoming shrill and harsh due to extreme fear.
"Hmph! Still not clear?"
Instead, Wu Jianxing said: "After these guards have finished urinating, you can jump into this big tank for a swim, and the grudge between us will be wiped out!"
…
"hiss!"
Hearing this, Lu Xuan couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, his pupils shrank sharply, his mouth opened wide enough to swallow an egg, and his face showed a look of hell.
He never imagined that Wu Jianxing would use such an extreme method to retaliate against himself.
He had indeed peed on Wu Yu's face before, but now he was being punished a hundred times. How could he accept this?
Suddenly, Lu Xuan seemed to have a mental breakdown and yelled crazily: "No! Please let me go..."
However, Wu Jianxing did not feel any mercy because of his begging for mercy.
At this time, all the hundreds of Wu family guards had finished urinating.
The large vat that was originally empty was now filled with a fishy yellow liquid. Let alone getting close, just from a distance would make you feel sick.
Wu Jianxing pulled Lu Xuan's back collar, like an eagle catching a chicken, lifted him up and walked towards the big tank.
"Ahhhh!!!"
Lu Xuan screamed and tried to struggle, but his resistance was not even scratching.
The next moment, Wu Jianxing suddenly raised his hand and threw Lu Xuan like a shot put.
"Whoosh!"
Lu Xuan's body drew a parabola in mid-air, and with his head downwards, he fell into the large vat.
For a time, Lu Xuan choked on urine no matter how many times, and the liquid surface was bubbling.
He struggled for a long time before his head came out of the liquid, breathing heavily.
However, the smell around him made him vomit and even vomited out his last night's meal.
Although Lu Xuan was not mysophobic, this dirty environment made him almost faint.
He grabbed the edge of the tank mouth with both hands, trying to climb out.
When Wu Jianxing saw this, he threatened without hesitation: "Continue to stay in there! If you come out without my order, I will break your limbs!"
After hearing this threat, Lu Xuan weighed it again and again, and finally returned to the urinal in despair, reaching out and pinching his nose.
No one can imagine that the dignified young master of Lucheng could be reduced to such a state, even worse than a beggar!
At this moment, Lu Xuan finally understood the meaning of "a second is like a year".
Every second felt like a century to him, and it was extremely painful.
His spirit was on the verge of collapse. If he was stimulated even a little bit, he would be completely broken.
…
I don’t know how long it took, but Wu Jianxing suddenly turned around, looked at the guards, and said:
"Okay! Throw this guy out of the world and don't let him dirty the auction venue!"
"As you command!"
After receiving the order, the guards walked towards the urinal, lifted the person and the urinal together, and walked away.
After dealing with Lu Xuan, Wu Jianxing turned to look at Ye Fan again, his eyes half-squinted, glowing with a shadowy light, and his murderous aura was ten times stronger than before.
"The appetizers are over, and the main show begins! Brat, you are the culprit who hurt my brother, and now it's your turn!" Wu Jianxing said in a conspiratorial tone.
"oh?"
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "How do you want to deal with me?"
Wu Jianxing thought for a moment and said sternly: "Bad boy, with what you have done, even death will not be a pity! I will use the punishment of Lingchi on you and chop you alive for three days and three nights, leaving you unable to survive. Please
You can't die! In the end, I will turn your corpse into a puppet and be driven by my Wu family!"
"What a vicious method!"
A cold light flashed in Ye Fan's eyes, and he shook his head again, saying: "It's a pity... If you want to kill me, another hundred years of practice won't be enough for you!"
Between the lines, the narrative is straightforward and calm, as if he is explaining something that is a matter of course.
But such a tone particularly aroused Wu Jianxing's anger.
"You dare to speak harshly when you are about to die! I will help you!!!"
Wu Jianxing roared and waved the Qiankun Sword.
"Whoosh!"
A black and white sword energy shot out from the blade, with a devastating force, and shot towards Ye Fan's face.
quick!
It's so fast that it can't be described in words, completely beyond the limit of what the naked eye can capture.
In a flash of lightning, the black and white sword energy rushed to Ye Fan.
At the critical moment, Ye Fan twisted his body and moved dozens of centimeters to the right out of thin air, barely escaping the fatal blow without any damage.
"Huh?!"
After the first blow failed, Wu Jianxing was a little surprised, with a look of solemnity on his eyebrows, and said loudly:
"Boy, it seems that you are quite capable. No wonder you can defeat Xiao Yu! But, that's the end of it! With this divine sword in your hand, even a long-established martial arts star like Grandmaster Duan has to stay away, let alone you.
This little boy!"
"Tch!" Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully: "Do you think this is a divine sword? In my eyes, it is no different from garbage! That's all, I'll let you see the real divine sword!"
As he spoke, Ye Fan had a thought in his mind, and the sword-shaped pendant hanging around his neck flew out, rose up in the wind, and instantly turned into a three-foot green edge, with electric arcs surrounding the sword blade, making it dazzling.
"Zheng!"
A sword cry suddenly sounded, shocking the nine heavens, as if it came from eternity across time and space, revealing the supreme aura.
Compared with this sword, the Qiankun Sword in Wu Jianxing's hand was like scrap metal, instantly shorter.