Chapter 134: Who Competes with You, As Long As You Die

Unlike his many opponents who completely misunderstood Lu Xingzhou's methods, in the current internal war of Yan Luo Hall, both sides understood each other very well.

The instant he drew his sword, Ye Wufeng's mind flashed with information about Lu Xingzhou.

When he left Yan Luo Hall, he was at the seventh grade upper level, and because a broken leg caused his meridians to be blocked, he was stuck there for a long time, unable to break through the barrier of the middle three grades.

After leaving, he didn't know what fortuitous encounter he had... he was still in a wheelchair, and the sensation in his legs was still not like human legs, seemingly not healed, but the barrier had been broken. When he rescued Sheng Yuanyao this morning, it was already clear that he was at the sixth grade upper level, playing to the extreme.

Sixth grade upper level, dual cultivation of Dao and martial arts.

His martial arts are the assassination techniques of Yan Luo Hall. Due to the inconvenience of his body, he is more inclined towards hidden weapons. Bone-piercing nails, ox hair needles, including a Violent Rain Pear Blossom Needle in his wheelchair, make him a good hand at sneak attacks.

His Dao cultivation is a Yin Ghost type of evil cultivation, practicing the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and shamelessly claiming it to be the Human Emperor Banner. He has mastered many techniques, but uses very few. Most of the time he uses talismans. After all, during his time in Yan Luo Hall, he was wealthy enough to foster the habit of using talismans like water, which is not easy to change.

His magical treasures are mainly integrated into the wheelchair. After possibly destroying the Incense Burning Tower, he may have seized some unknown magical treasures, which should not be strong.

In addition, his array skills are very high, and his alchemy level is excellent.

Overall, he is indeed a rare talent, but his hard strength at the sixth grade upper level is limited, and he is not suited for head-on combat. As long as he doesn't take out unexpected magical treasures, he might not even be able to withstand this single sword strike.

What does he rely on to challenge me alone!

As his thoughts flashed, the sword light was already at Lu Xingzhou's face.

A smile flashed in Lu Xingzhou's eyes. He suddenly reached out and chopped, directly at the side of the sword.

A strange, water-fire spiral qi, completely different from the expected True Qi, drilled into the meridians like a drill bit. Both the cultivation and the nature of the technique were completely misjudged. Ye Wufeng's tiger mouth felt slightly numb, and the sword's momentum instantly deviated.

Fifth grade? As Ye Wufeng's thought just moved, Lu Xingzhou's right hand struck out like lightning, directly patting Ye Wufeng's lower abdomen.

"Pa!" Ye Wufeng quickly chopped out his left palm, and they intersected with a bang.

The strength of that spiral qi changed again, becoming a kind of water and fire interacting and exploding with each other. A violent explosion boomed. The lake water not far away splashed like countless giant stones had been thrown in.

Although promoted to the fifth grade, combined with the might of the Taiji Heavenly Gang's nuclear explosion, Lu Xingzhou was still unable to withstand the force of Ye Wufeng's palm. The wheelchair was pushed back and slid. The Yin Yang grinding inside his body rapidly dispelled the invading force.

At the same time, the wheelchair armrest opened, and a burst of Violent Rain Pear Blossom Needles rushed towards Ye Wufeng's face, stopping his pursuit.

Ye Wufeng didn't even think about it... although he had the upper hand, it was only the upper hand.

He originally thought he knew himself and his enemy, but it was fundamentally an illusion. Ye Wufeng discovered that he completely didn't understand the current Lu Xingzhou, as if he had changed into a brand new person.

The scene of a guaranteed kill in one strike that he imagined fundamentally did not exist. Although Lu Xingzhou was impacted and retreated, his Qi and blood were also temporarily not so smooth, and the Violent Rain Pear Blossom Needles were already rushing towards his face.

Ye Wufeng quickly twisted his body to avoid, and there was the sound of wind behind him.

The intuition of a top assassin made him twist and flash again. A-Nuo quietly and silently passed by.

"Luo Xingzhou! You said a single challenge, and a ghost child is still sneak attacking!"

"You believe whatever Master says, why are you still so stupid after so many years?"

Ye Wufeng was so angry he almost spat blood. He still thought that Lu Xingzhou's whole act tonight was genuinely to show off his strength in front of his 'love rival'. He didn't expect this guy to be fundamentally shameless!

Of course, there was no need for face... because Lu Xingzhou didn't fundamentally consider him a love rival. Who would specifically compete with this guy?

He was only the enemy who almost killed Gua Mei, that's all... the moment he lured him out, what Lu Xingzhou wanted was for him to die!

A-Nuo's sneak attack failed, and she knew she didn't need to hide anymore. With a shake of her small hand, she produced a large pancake. As she passed by, she just smacked it at his head and face.

Ye Wufeng's body flashed again, and at the same time, he instinctively counterattacked with a sword under A-Nuo's ribs.

As a result, the sword body trembled and actually temporarily did not obey his command. Ye Wufeng urgently controlled it and was almost hit solid. He flashed open in a panic, and his left shoulder had already taken a hit.

When did a ghost child also reach the fourth grade... and what is this strange big pancake?

The sound of wind howled from behind.

Ye Wufeng urgently moved his body and turned his head to look. Lu Xingzhou had already left the wheelchair at some point. His whole person leaped into mid-air, and his palms were patting towards his waist.

A-Nuo was still waving the big pancake in front, smacking it wildly. Ye Wufeng's left palm slapped against the face of the pancake with a boom. At the same time, he backhanded with a sword directly stabbing at Lu Xingzhou's palm.

With a "bang," an incomparably terrifying force pressed down from the pancake. Ye Wufeng simply felt as if he had patted a mountain. The pancake did not move slightly, but his hand was shaken to the point of pain.

What kind of ghost force is this? Who exactly is fighting across levels? Ye Wufeng felt as if he was in a dream.

With this one slap, the momentum of the sword stabbing towards Lu Xingzhou with his right hand also softened. Lu Xingzhou patted open the side of the sword, borrowed force in the air, and delivered an extremely graceful flying kick directly to Ye Wufeng's side face.

A cripple kicking people?

Ye Wufeng didn't even think about this scene. He hastily reached out to block. With a "boom," the ground at the point of intersection caught fire. Incomparable flames rushed directly towards his face, and his hair was singed.

Pei Chuyun, who was watching the show from afar, sniffed. A forgotten memory flashed in her mind again.

But this block did indeed block Lu Xingzhou's side kick. Lu Xingzhou spun slightly and kicked out another foot in rapid succession.

A-Nuo's big pancake was at his forehead again.

After only a few rounds of exchange, Ye Wufeng truly felt a sense of mental and physical exhaustion. As a habit, once he fell into a bitter siege, his first choice was to flee thousands of li, not the type to fight more and more bravely.

Fighting to this extent, Ye Wufeng already had the intention to leave.

He no longer hard-received A-Nuo's big pancake. His body twisted to avoid, and at the same time, he cut at the leg Lu Xingzhou kicked over.

As long as Lu Xingzhou received the leg, he could take advantage of the situation to connect the person and the sword and directly break out and escape.

As a result, Lu Xingzhou neither flashed nor avoided. That leg went straight towards the sword.

Unexpectedly for Ye Wufeng, this leg was completely opposite to the explosive nature of just now. When the sword cut into it, a ripple-like light appeared on the leg. The soft wave rippled slightly, and the long sword seemed to be cutting into water, with heavy resistance.

With this single misjudgment, the sword's momentum was blocked. A-Nuo's empty pancake chopped horizontally, and with a "bang," it smashed into his chest.

Ye Wufeng coughed up a mouthful of blood. His body shape suddenly flashed again. He didn't know what escape method he used, as if he had appeared out of thin air, detaching himself from the siege of the master and disciple. Then he turned into a stream of light and fled far away.

His coughing sound was transmitted through the air: "Lu Xingzhou, your hidden tricks, I already know them all... next time we meet, it will be your death... pu..."

Before his words fell, a figure suddenly appeared in the direction of his escape. She did nothing, just opened a mirror magical treasure and blocked there.

Pei Chuyun fundamentally did not need to do anything. She just used a magical treasure that allowed her to appear out of thin air, appearing on Ye Wufeng's escape route. This sudden appearance out of nowhere made it impossible for Ye Wufeng to withstand the momentum of his rapid flight. With a "bang," he collided with the mirror headfirst, almost breaking his bones.

The mirror was something Lu Xingzhou had secretly given her while she was watching the battle, hinting for her to hold onto it... no matter who came to check, there were no traces of Ya Nu Xuan Gong on Ye Wufeng's body, all of it was Lu Xingzhou's...

With her block, Lu Xingzhou and his disciple had already caught up: "Speaking of escape methods, you, Ye Wufeng, are never the most tricky one I've seen, but rather the little maid whom I've caught three times at home."

Pei Chuyun's face turned red, and she let out a "pu" sound.

Far away, countless streams of light flashed over. The Town Demon Division people finally found this place. They saw from afar that Ye Wufeng had somehow fallen from mid-air, and A-Nuo and Lu Xingzhou were shooting towards him like lightning. A-Nuo was faster than Lu Xingzhou. With a "bang" from her big pancake, she smacked Ye Wufeng like a ball towards her master.

Everyone in the Town Demon Division shuddered. Seeing Ye Wufeng's appearance, blood splattering across the sky, they felt that this one smack had turned him into meat paste...

Lu Xingzhou followed closely, his palms slamming against Ye Wufeng's chest.

Ye Wufeng had no strength to resist. With a "kala" sound, his chest bones were all broken. He fell towards the surface of the lake like a kite with a broken string.

Experienced strong individuals from the Town Demon Division could already tell that this palm had shattered Ye Wufeng's heart, not even leaving him a last word. It was ruthless and absolute.

Borrowing the force of this palm, Lu Xingzhou flipped his body and floated back. A wheelchair leisurely flew up to meet him, and he directly sat back down, utterly graceful.

For a moment, the streams of light from all directions stopped. Everyone stared blankly at Ye Wufeng's falling figure.

Just this afternoon, he was considered a pressure-filled newcomer. In the blink of an eye, by evening, he had fallen from mid-air like a broken piece of cloth, not even having a last word.

The one who killed him was merely an alchemist who had just entered school in the capital, and his child.

Town Demon Division, the lights were still bright at night.

Sheng Qingfeng paced back and forth in the hall, asking every now and then: "Is there any news of Lu Xingzhou?"

News of Ye Wufeng was no longer important. Lu Xingzhou, this dog-bred fellow, had thrown off the Town Demon Division's protection and ran out to play. This was the important thing.

In case he died somewhere, he didn't dare to think about how his daughter would make a fuss, let alone the reputation of the Town Demon Division afterwards.

He didn't understand what kind of hero this crippled fellow was trying to be. He clearly knew that there were assassins targeting him, so why did he insist on throwing off the Town Demon Division's protection!

"Vice Seat, don't worry, according to County Guard Meng, Lu Xingzhou is still very powerful..."

"Powerful, more powerful than the newcomer Chu Qingchen of the seventh? That's Ye Wufeng. Chu Qingchen couldn't even hold out for a single move! Young people really don't know the gravity of the situation!"

His subordinate dared not squeak.

With this attitude of yours, are you really a son-in-law?

Actually, regardless of whether he was a son-in-law or not, Sheng Qingfeng was also unwilling for anything to happen to the Phoenix Princess's left and right arms under his very nose, not to mention his daughter's reaction.

Sheng Qingfeng paced anxiously: "How is the news of Ye Wufeng? Has there been any feedback from the Yan Luo Hall stronghold?"

"No..."

"Damn..."

"Report!" A subordinate hurried in from outside: "There is news!"

Sheng Qingfeng stopped pacing, and quickly said: "Whose news? Lu Xingzhou or Ye Wufeng?"

"Both, both." The subordinate panted a few breaths, his expression very complex: "Just now... Lu Xingzhou killed Ye Wufeng in Qingyao Garden."