The middle-aged Scar looked at Lu Ze, his expression changing.
But before he could react, a sense of crisis suddenly arose. When he looked up, he saw Lu Ze galloping towards him at an extremely fast speed, with numerous afterimages appearing behind him.
"court death!"
The middle-aged Scar was furious and shook his fist angrily.
A terrifying fist as big as a casserole hit Lu Ze hard.
As he waved his fists, his powerful cultivation at the fifth level of the Xiantian realm was fully revealed!
"You are the one seeking death!"
Lu Ze's eyes flashed with cold light, without any fear, and he punched boldly to meet the attack.
"Bang!"
The fists of the two collided, like gold and iron colliding, a dull sound erupted, and a shock wave visible to the naked eye rippled everywhere.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful punch caused the two of them to take a few steps back.
Scar's middle-aged figure staggered a little. With that punch just now, this kid was evenly matched with him?
Lu Ze was also shaken back, but after taking a few steps back, he quickly regained his footing.
There were no scars on his body, only the blood stains left from the murder.
"If you don't want to die, just tell me who asked you to kill me?"
Lu Ze looked at the middle-aged Scar with cold eyes and said coldly.
"Hmph, you're a little first-level Xiantian realm, you think you can take advantage of me just by receiving a punch from me?"
The middle-aged Scar let out a cold "hum", and the steel knife roared out, turning into a fierce sword wind and slashing towards Lu Ze.
The wind of the knife was fierce, and the air was split, making a sharp and piercing whistling sound, carrying a destructive power.
Lu Ze's face was indifferent, and he touched his waist, and a soft sword whizzed out, blocking the strong wind of the sword.
Immediately, the soft sword turned into a sword shadow that filled the sky, covering the entire blade.
Although Lu Ze has not learned any sword moves, his five senses are extremely sharp and can penetrate all the attacks of the middle-aged Scar.
Moreover, soft swords are gentle and are the nemesis of steel swords!
At the same time, swords, wind, and rain intertwined with each other, making dense clanging sounds.
"Damn it, what kind of monster is this kid? Why is he so uncomfortable?"
Scar's middle-aged swordsmanship, which he was proud of, was completely suppressed by Lu Ze with his soft sword. It collapsed inch by inch, and he couldn't help but become irritable.
His strength was clearly far superior to that of Lu Ze, yet he was suppressed by him, which made him really uncomfortable!
"call out!"
Just when Scar was in trouble in his middle age and was about to be killed by Lu Ze, an arrow shot through the air, piercing the sky and hitting Lu Ze's eyebrows.
"not good!"
Lu Ze's expression changed drastically and he quickly dodged.
The arrow flew past his cheek and fell into the grass nearby.
"Good job, Sixth!"
The middle-aged Scar was overjoyed when he saw this, and took advantage of the situation to counterattack. With a flash of light, he slashed towards Lu Ze's neck, intending to kill him with one blow.
"asshole!"
Lu Ze's expression changed drastically, and he did not dare to neglect. He quickly used the Dragon Scale Step to avoid the sword.
But the next moment, the violent sword wind struck again.
The light of the sword shined, sweeping over Lu Ze like a frenzy.
"Hahaha, boy, can't you get your temper up? Weren't you very arrogant before? Keep being arrogant!"
When the middle-aged Scar saw Lu Ze running away in embarrassment, he couldn't help but smile ferociously.
With his arms dancing wildly, the steel knife drew dazzling arcs in the air, slashing towards Lu Ze's vitals.
A master's fight depends on the tone of voice that is mentioned first during the battle.
Once that energy is dissipated, it will take a lot of time to condense it again.
And he will never give Lu Ze this time!
And the slender man hiding in the dark would not give Lu Ze this chance.
Whenever he saw someone trying to fight back, he would draw his bow, draw an arrow, and sneak attack Lu Ze.
With the combined efforts of the two, Lu Ze couldn't help but retreat.
"Boy, I made you kill so many of our brothers and made you so arrogant. Now continue to be arrogant!"
The slender man was hiding in a big tree, pointing a sharp arrow at Lu Ze from a high position, while loudly mocking him, trying to distract him.
"You are the one who is arrogant!"
But at this moment, a cold shout suddenly sounded from beside him.
At the same time, there was a "puff" sound, and a bright dagger had pierced through the back of his heart.
"Wha, what?"
The slender man's face was filled with shock, his eyes widened in disbelief.
He took a strong breath and slowly turned his head, only to see Qi Ming standing behind him at some point, looking at him with fear and fear, holding a dagger tremblingly in his hand.
"ah!"
Qi Ming was very nervous when he killed someone for the first time. When he saw the thin man suddenly turned to look at him, he screamed in fright and kicked him away.
"thump!"
After a while, the thin man fell to the ground and died with his eyes open.
"Senior brother, I have killed the person who shot the arrow in the dark, you have to work harder!"
Qi Ming stood on the tree in horror and shouted to Lu Ze.
"What, Lao Liu?"
When the scarred young man heard this, he was immediately startled, and his movements couldn't help but slow down for a moment.
And it was at this moment that Lu Ze seized the opportunity.
Lu Ze avoided Scar's middle-aged sword, abandoned the soft sword that had been cut into pits, and approached with force.
Taking advantage of Scar's middle-aged loss of consciousness, he swung his fists and punched him in the chest one after another.
"Bang bang bang..."
The punches hit the flesh, and each punch caused the scarred middle-aged man to howl in pain.
But Lu Ze didn't stop and kept punching the opponent's chest.
Lu Ze's physical strength is so powerful that even a fifth-level Xiantian realm expert cannot take a few bites.
The middle-aged Scar took several punches from Lu Ze and was seriously injured——
The bones were shattered, and even the internal organs were smashed into fleshy palms by the powerful punches.
In the end, he fell to the ground in a bloody state, with blood gushing out, and he could no longer die.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!..."
After killing the middle-aged Scar, Lu Ze finally couldn't hold on any longer and began to sit on the ground, breathing heavily.
After that, he fell into a disadvantage. He was tired of defending and the spiritual energy in his Dantian was almost exhausted.
Now he sat down and readjusted his breathing. The spiritual energy from all around him continued to flow towards him, nourishing his tired body.
"Brother, are you okay?"
At this time, Qi Ming hurried over and asked anxiously.
"It's okay, I just consumed too much spiritual energy. Just rest for a while and it will be fine!" Lu Ze shook his head and said.
"Depleted of spiritual energy? Just eat this and you'll be fine!"
Upon hearing this, Qi Ming hurriedly took out a pill and gave it to him.
"Third-grade Qi Gathering Pill?"
Lu Ze looked at the elixir, slightly stunned, and looked at Qi Ming in surprise.
Third-grade elixirs are very precious in Qiantian Sect. They can not only increase the speed of cultivation, but also restore the combat effectiveness of a strong Xiantian realm man.
The price in the Qiantian Sect Pill Pavilion requires thirty spirit stones to buy one.
Qi Ming actually gave him this elixir so easily?
"Well, senior brother, you can take it. I still have a lot of these pills. If they are not enough, I will give them to you again!"
Qi Ming nodded and showed Lu Ze what it means to be rich and wealthy.
When Lu Ze saw this, he couldn't help but reveal a wry smile, then took the elixir and swallowed it into his belly.
After a while, the elixir dispersed and turned into abundant spiritual energy, traveling around the limbs and bones.
Lu Ze recovered all the spiritual energy he had consumed, and he faintly felt that there was a bottleneck in his body.
That was the second barrier in the Xiantian Realm. After a high-intensity battle, Lu Ze, who had swallowed the third-grade Qi Gathering Pill, had a tendency to break through again.
"Brother, do you know who these people are? Why are they killing us?"
At this time, Qi Ming saw that Lu Ze had recovered and couldn't help pointing to the corpse on the ground and asked Lu Ze.
"I don't know, but I guess I'm using people's money to help them eliminate disasters!"
Lu Ze shook his head, and then groped around the middle-aged Scar, looking for something useful.
Soon after, he fumbled out a brand new storage bag from the middle-aged Scar.
There were one hundred spiritual stones in the bag, which were obviously paid by these people.
"Interesting, you are so generous, you actually gave us a hundred spirit stones to kill us!"
Lu Ze weighed the bag in his hand and said gloomily.
One hundred spiritual stones, this is a huge reward for a mercenary. I wonder who is so wealthy and can afford it?
"What? Are these guys sick? Are they going to kill us for a mere hundred spiritual stones?"
When Qi Ming heard this, he looked stunned and cursed angrily.
It seems that these one hundred spirit stones are too few for him!
When Lu Ze heard this, he couldn't help but look at him carefully and asked: "How many spiritual stones can you get in a month in Qiantian Sect?"
Qi Ming replied: "At least three hundred every month. What's wrong, senior brother?"
Lu Ze: "...No, it's okay, let's continue on our way!"