"Jian Wuming, you have actually advanced to the War Emperor? No wonder your Qingyun Sect has become arrogant now." Lu Desheng finally restrained his temper when he saw Jian Wuming coming.

Jian Wuming was so angry that he was about to explode, and asked directly: "Lu Desheng said, what are you going to do when you come here?"

Seeing Jian Wuming's unceremonious look, Lu Desheng was also shocked. He subconsciously felt that Qingyun Sect must know his intention, otherwise he would not be so negligent. However, he came here by the order of the Supreme Elder. Even if Qingyun Sect was unwilling to fight against the Supreme Elder, he said politely: "Why do Jian Wuming, you still want to fight with me?"

"I'm going to do what you teach you a lesson. Of course, if you don't tell me, I don't mind taking you first." Jian Wuming's great sword pointed directly at the other party.

"Haha, I have heard that Jian Wuming is a sword cultivator, and he has always been invincible in the same level as the Qingyun Sect. But you want to fight with me. Are you qualified?" Lu Desheng also knew that Jian Wuming was powerful. Although he was one level higher than him, he was not sure of winning, let alone that this was in other people's place. The other party might try every means to prevent him from achieving his goal. Just like he was deliberately arrogant and domineering as soon as he came, he naturally could not follow the other party, so he took out a token from his arms and raised it high and said: "The Holy Martial Order is here, just like the Supreme Elder who came in person. The Supreme Elder heard that Qingyun Sect has recruited a disciple of the Tianhuang War Body. In this way, the genius disciple will only delay his future in the Qingyun Sect, so he plans to personally accept it as a disciple and call out the child."

"Lude is too shameless to defeat your Holy Martial Sect. He snatched his disciples and grabbed us on the head." Jian Wuming was furious when he heard this. Since he knew the purpose of the other party, he had nothing to say. He rushed forward and slashed down with one sword.

Lu Desheng didn't expect that Jian Wuming would really dare to take action directly, and he was also shocked. However, at least his cultivation level was one-rate higher than the other party, and he was not afraid of Jian Wuming. He raised his hand and a heavy knife immediately met him. But at this moment, he saw Jian Wuming throwing the big sword in his hand, and then took out a kitchen knife and slashed it down.

Lu Desheng hadn't figured out when Jian Wuming would not use a sword, but instead used a kitchen knife. He just felt that there was a fraud here. Could it be that he deliberately gave him a chance to hurt him? This way, he could ask for an explanation and cause trouble? But the Supreme Elder personally ordered this matter, and there was no room for recovery. Even if other affiliated sects had opinions, he could only endure it.

Just as he quickly thought about so many things in his mind, the kitchen knife had fallen, and the heavy knife in his hand was even more releasing the three-point battle aura. Since you are looking for death, it will make you feel more enjoyable.

But the next moment, he only felt a shock in his hand, and then the heavy knife that was originally holding 300 pounds suddenly lost its weight.

"ah!"

Lu Desheng didn't expect that the other party's broken kitchen knife would cut off the heavy knife he had been with for many years. Before he could figure out what was going on, Jian Wuming slashed it down again.

Lu Desheng also understood at this moment that the kitchen knife was obviously a magic weapon. His heavy knife was useless and he had no ability to fight with the opponent, so he immediately rolled around and started running.

"Old ancestor, I'll open the sect formation so that the boy won't run away." Zhang Erdan looked at it and immediately went to the fire to add fuel.

So a moment later, all the disciples of Qingyun Sect saw Jian Wuming, who was still one grade short of cultivation, grabbed the kitchen knife and permeated the Qingyun Sect and chased Lu Desheng.

"Niu Dazhuang, you haven't come out yet. Jian Wuming treats me like this. You... Is your Qingyun Sect not going to rebel? Are you not afraid that Qingyun Sect will be destroyed?" Lu Desheng was so angry that he could only yell.

"Dazhuang, he is calling you. Since that's the case, you go and teach him a lesson." Lin Haoming ordered.

"Yes, ancestor!" Niu Dazhuang had already arrived at Lin Haoming and immediately took the order.

The next moment, Luther Sheng, who was chased and fleeing, saw Niu Dazhuang appear.

Niu Dazhuang is now a seventh-grade War Emperor, much stronger than the second-grade Lu Desheng. After appearing, he was chased to the north and escaped. Now he only saw Niu Dazhuang wave his hand, and then he felt a slap in front of him.

"Bang!" With a sound, Lu Desheng turned around in the air for many times and fell to the ground with no idea of ​​many rounds. Then he saw Niu Dazhuang step on his swollen face without waiting for him to get up, and said bluntly: "Lu Desheng, your Shengwu Sect is too bullying. Even if we genius disciples say they want to rob them, I will tell you today, go back and tell your so-called Supreme Elder of your Shengwu Sect that our Qingyun Sect will be out of the jurisdiction of Shengwu Sect today, and this Qingzhou will be our territory in the future."

"Niu Dazhuang, I don't know what you rely on when you are talking, but our Holy Martial Sect has two Supreme Elders of the War Saints. You must be able to withstand the anger of the two War Saints." Ludesheng gritted his teeth.

"Even if you come, Elder Jian will strip the kid and throw it out later. Since you come to Qingyun Sect to cause trouble, you will have to pay a little more." Niu Dazhuang stepped on it bluntly, instantly causing Lu Desheng to faint.

Since Niu Dazhuang said that he would strip it all and throw it out, Jian Wuming would never leave any for the other party. So everyone's disciples of Qingyun Sect saw the dignified Emperor of War and turned into a bare-butt old man and were thrown out. Until Lu Desheng woke up, he screamed "Ah!", and he was ridiculed by many people onlookers and mocked many times.

"Qingyun Sect, I will definitely avenge today." Lu Desheng left this last sentence to find a place, and then covered his vitals and ran away immediately.

"Second fool, are you feeling comfortable now?"

At this time on the mountain, Jian Wuming nodded in his heart when he heard Lin Haoming's words.

"Since you feel comfortable, give the kitchen knife to your junior sister in the kitchen." Lin Haoming continued to instruct.

"Yes, ancestor!" Although he didn't want to, who told the ancestor to give this order?

Zhang Erdan looked at the two fools being so majestic today, and asked with some envy, "Old ancestor, humiliating Lu Desheng today, I guess the revenge of the Holy Wuzong is coming soon..."

"Erdan, what are you afraid of? The two war saints of the Holy Martial Sect are the strongest, and I can't tell what level the ancestor is, but they are definitely only above the fifth grade." Niu Dazhuang warned him before his disciples finished speaking, so as not to pursue the ancestor's might.

"Dazhuang, don't be too proud. I'm not afraid of those two, but the disciples must be prepared. Erdan is still very careful. You can do this. When the Holy Martial Sect comes, I will show my face to let the sect know that I exist." Lin Haoming said.

"Yes!" Hearing this, the two nodded one after another.
Chapter completed!