Chapter 14: Bravery and Head

Chapter 14: Bravery and Head

Chapter 14: Bravery and Head

Lu Chengfeng had anticipated that this would happen long before Xue Dulong arrived.

He had long wanted to kill this man, fearing that one day when he was away, Xue Dulong would rush up the mountain and harm Luo Suyi. He had already made up his mind to kill him.

But the sect has strict rules, and fighting among fellow disciples is strictly prohibited. If you want to get rid of this person, you have to go to the sword-fighting arena.

He guessed that Xue Dulong, who was proud of his decades of martial arts experience, would never take him seriously, so he forced him with words and did not give him a chance to regret.

Lu Chengfeng ran for ten miles and soon arrived at the sword-discussing arena on the outer peak. Without stopping at all, he jumped onto the stage and stood there with a sword in his hand.

The so-called sword-fighting arena is a high stone platform made of corundum from the mountains. It is extremely tough and even if it is chopped by a knife or a sword, it can only leave shallow marks.

There are sixteen stone pillars around the sword-discussing arena, enclosing the entire platform. There are dark red bloodstains on the stone pillars, revealing a murderous aura.

Once you step onto the sword-fighting arena, as long as you write your name in blood, it is equivalent to signing a life and death agreement. Once you step onto the stage, no one can interfere, regardless of life or death.

There are always inner peak deacons of the sect sitting in this sword-discussing arena. They are not true inner peak disciples, but inner peak deacons with cultivation above the eighteenth level. They have profound cultivation and sit here.

At this time, three inner peak deacons were sitting cross-legged on the stone pillars. Even when they saw disciples from the sect coming up to the sword-fighting arena, they still turned a blind eye.

As long as the rules of the sword fighting arena are followed, they will not interfere even if rivers of blood flow.

At this time, Xue Dulong followed closely behind Lu Chengfeng and climbed onto the sword-fighting arena. Even after running for such a long time, he was still calm and breathless, showing his extremely superb and profound internal skills.

In comparison, Lu Chengfeng's breathing was a little disordered, and it was obvious that his internal strength was not as good as the other party.

Lu Chengfeng drew his sword, and the sharp blade directly cut his left palm, and the scarlet blood spilled directly onto his sleeves.

He used his blood as ink and wrote his name on the stone pillar of the sword fighting arena.

His murderous intention was firm and his sword energy was full. The three big words "Lu Chengfeng" were written with great sharpness, like a sharp blade unsheathed, revealing endless chill.

Xue Dulong felt a little palpitated for some reason, but when he saw the other party's slightly disordered breathing, he immediately calmed down.

"Even if this kid has broken through the tenth level of swordsmanship, his internal strength is still far behind mine, and his fighting experience is even less than mine."

"Today may be the best time to take his life. We must not miss it."

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. He cut a gash on his palm with the tip of the gun and wrote his name on the stone pillar with blood.

The two men stood on either side of the sword-fighting arena. After signing the life and death agreement, there was no more nonsense. Both of them circulated their internal energy at the same time, harmonizing their own energy and spirit, slowly raising their state to the peak.

As time passed, the atmosphere became more and more gloomy, and even breathing made people feel depressed.

boom!
Without any warning, Xue Dulong took action first. His internal strength was much higher than others. He was the first to harmonize his energy and spirit to the best state and launched the attack without hesitation.

The thirty-six moves of the Black Wind Demon-Breaking Spear and the Canglong Return to the Sea method of Canglong Peak have been practiced for more than thirty years and have long been ingrained into their bones.

When he made a move at this moment, it was like a poisonous dragon emerging from the abyss. His figure stirred up a gust of evil wind, and his robe left a black afterimage in the air. The two pistols instantly tore through the sky, flashing a cold luster as they stabbed towards Lu Chengfeng's throat.

He goes all out when he strikes, without any testing or elaborate moves. The speed, power and burst are perfectly integrated together to kill the enemy in an instant.

Keng!
Seeing that the enemy was already in front of him, the cold tip of the gun had already made Lu Chengfeng feel a sting in his throat, so he shook his arm suddenly, and the sword blade hummed.

Bang!

The short spear and the long sword collided, making a sound of metal clashing, and at the same time, sparks of lightning burst out.

Xue Dulong showed a ferocious look on his face. He blocked Lu Chengfeng's sword with one of his short guns. The speed of the other short gun increased again. A foot-long spear light shot out from the tip of the gun and instantly reached the enemy's throat. Puff!

Scarlet blood splattered, and Lu Chengfeng slightly tilted his body and avoided the enemy's attack at the last moment.

Then his long sword flew across the sky like a dragonfly skimming the water. After colliding with the pistol in Xue Dulong's hand, it slightly scratched the gun barrel, creating a series of sparks.

Then the sword blade vibrated, and sword energy shot out, accompanied by a sharp force that swept across diagonally, causing half of his palm and the pistol to fall to the ground with a bang.

"Ah!" Xue Dulong let out a painful roar. Half of his palm was cut off. Blood gushed out like a fountain, and the white bones were clearly visible.

He roared loudly but did not retreat. Instead, his eyes were bloodshot and his face was twisted. He pounced on him again like a demon.

This man was truly extremely brave, and became even more ferocious when he was injured. Blood gushed out of his left severed hand like a fountain. He held a gun in his right arm, roared, and rushed forward.

"kill!"

This roar was like thunder, causing pain in Lu Chengfeng's eardrums. However, he did not dodge or evade. Instead, the sword in his hand shot out sword energy and he roared as well, colliding head-on.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

There were three consecutive collisions without any fancy moves, and sparks flew as if swords and spears were striking each other, like hammering iron, and the sound spread in all directions.

"Die!"

Xue Dulong's face flushed, the spear light flickered, and he didn't even try to block, wanting to die together with the enemy.

He was injured first and was at a disadvantage. If he delayed any longer, he would surely die. But at this moment, he didn't care about anything at all, like a wild beast in the mountains, not caring about his own life and exchanging his own.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The two sides fought for just a dozen breaths, but the fighting had already reached a frenzy.

Lu Chengfeng also roared, and did not block. The sword light swept towards the enemy's throat like a silk thread.

In this situation, he had to compete with the enemy in speed. A slight difference could mean the difference between life and death.

Whoever is faster has a chance of surviving.

quick!quick!quick!
At this time, Lu Chengfeng had already displayed his twelve-level sword skills to the peak. The decades of hard training of Zhao Changzhen that he received as a gift seemed to be completely integrated with himself at this moment.

hum!
He even felt that his Chilling Sword seemed to tear through the strong wind, and then with a "whoosh", as if a piece of paper was cut, a head flew into the sky.

puff!

A sharp spear beam passed through his left shoulder, leaving a wound and a string of blood splattering. If Lu Chengfeng had not cut off the enemy's head first, deflecting the final blow, this shot would have surely taken his life.

The blood from the headless corpse spurted out, immediately soaking Lu Chengfeng's body, and his hair and face were all covered with blood.

Xue Dulong's bloody head rolled to the ground, his eyes wide open, full of anger and disbelief.

When the disciples from Bixiao Peak and Canglong Peak arrived, all they saw was blood on the arena and the heads and corpses rolling on the ground.

Lu Chengfeng was covered in blood. He slowly inserted the long sword into the scabbard and said lightly: "Return to the mountain."

(End of this chapter)