Though the young man was dressed in expensive, exquisite clothing, and was covered in jade, his cultivation clearly wasn't very high. He didn't sense anyone approaching. When he reached out to pick it, the platinum cultivation fruit in front of him seemed to have been blown away by a gust of wind!
"Bastard, you dare steal a spirit in front of our Great Zhou Tribe. Iron crossbow army, kill him!!" angrily roared a Great Zhou Tribe elder.
"Xiu xiu xiu xiu xiu!!!!!!"
The iron crossbow bolts pierced through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound. There were so many of them that they were densely packed. It was as if a sudden rainstorm had descended. The rugged rocks were directly pierced through by these crossbow bolts!
"Wa wa wa wa wa!!!!!"
At the same time, cries came from the black mountain range. Flocks of black crows flew out of nowhere. There were many of them and they formed a huge black cloud that flew towards the iron crossbow army on the mountain range.
More and more black crows appeared, covering the sky and earth. Not only was the iron crossbow army's vision completely blocked, many of the archers were picked up into the air by these black crows. Without a choice, the iron crossbow army could only shoot these black crows!
These black crows were strange. After they were shot through, they immediately turned into drops of black ink that dripped onto the mountain range. There wasn't a single drop of blood, nor was there a single corpse, much less a feather!
Without the iron crossbow army shooting, Zhu Minglang naturally didn't have to be afraid.
After picking one platinum cultivation fruit, Zhu Minglang went straight for the second one. Though a few dragon beasts angrily roared behind him, Zhu Minglang swung his hand and sent out four to five sword images.
The sword images seemed to have their own consciousness and fought on their own, blocking the dragon beasts' attacks.
"Three in total, not bad!" Zhu Minglang was about to pick the third one when a young man covered in jade angrily pounced over, looking like he was going to fight him to the death.
"You lowly commoner dare to mess with me? You …. You're not worthy!!!" The young man was extremely arrogant and spoke in a superior tone, as if a cultivator like Zhu Minglang was nothing more than a cockroach or a bug in his eyes.
Zhu Minglang held the last Cultivation Fruit in his hand and turned to look at the young man who was pouncing on him like a mad dog.
This young man actually had claws. The sharp claws extended from his fingers, and they were rose-gold in color. Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be quite extraordinary. The problem was that his speed and strength seemed to be lacking.
"Pa!!!"
Zhu Minglang gave a backhand slap and used the back of his sword to send this extremely arrogant youth flying.
"What Tom, Dick, and Harry? I thought he was a peerless expert," Zhu Minglang said disdainfully.
The youth that was slapped away by the back of the sword was so angry that his teeth almost shattered. He landed on the pine tree and turned his head to angrily say to the Great Zhou Clan's Zhou Xian, "Are your guards all useless? How could they let a bastard charge down like this!"
"Master Ming Ji, don't be angry. This person has been hiding around here for a long time, waiting for this moment to strike. However, he won't be leaving here alive! "Zhou Xian was also very angry.
Previously, the seven sects had searched the two mountains thoroughly. As long as anyone was found alive, no matter who they were, they would be killed immediately to ensure that the Cultivation Fruit was safe.
Who knew that there was someone hiding here, a flying sword master with a high cultivation level?
His face was covered, so Zhou Xian did not know who he was.
There were many swordmasters in the Extreme Court Continent. There were countless sects, sword sects, sword villages, and sword schools. Some powerful swordmasters even occupied their own mountains and only took in a few disciples. Even swordmasters could not tell which sect they were from.
Of course, the Great Zhou Clan, as one of the Six Great Clans, did not need to care who he was. Anyone who dared to come here and steal the Spiritual Fruit would only have one outcome — death!
"Third Elder, kill him. Don't ask about his identity!" Zhou Xian did not rush forward himself.
His opponent's cultivation level was not low. He could easily pass through the Pine Tree Guards and the Dragon Monarch. If Zhou Xian rashly went forward, he might be killed in one strike.
Three elders wearing flying robes appeared beside the Cultivation Fruit Tree. They surrounded Zhu Minglang from three sides. Clearly, they did not intend to let Zhu Minglang leave this place alive.
Zhu Minglang had sensed these three people long ago. They were all King Stage experts. Although they were only Quasi King Stage experts, they were not to be underestimated. If they had some special sealing ability, his last Awakening Sword energy would be wasted here.
Zhu Minglang did not intend to use his Awakening Sword energy. That was his last trump card. The Dragon World Gate still had too many unknowns to explore. He could not waste this hard-to-obtain energy under any circumstances.
Fortunately, he had learned a few moves from the white-haired teacher. They were all very practical and powerful flying sword techniques.
"Sword Slash in All Directions!"
Stegosaurus was a Lower King Stage expert. Coupled with his powerful flying sword techniques, the power of his sword was even more terrifying. If not for the Time Wave that had strengthened the rocks of the mountains, the two mountains would have been reduced to dust the moment Stegosaurus unleashed his sword energy.
The three Great Zhou Tribe elders were forced back by Zhu Minglang. Zhu Minglang stepped on a sword shadow and quickly flew towards the noble youth that he had sent flying.
"You are the 'bastard' that you scolded just now, right? Didn't your parents teach you how to speak properly? Slap him!" Zhu Ming Lang also did not indulge this noble youth. He raised his hand and gave a few big slaps. While he was stepping on the flying sword shadow, he was also furiously slapping the youth!
Zhou Xian did not expect the three elders to not be able to stop a flying sword master. He also did not expect this flying sword master to capture Master Ming Ji.
Master Ming Ji was really something. He did not have any strong battle strength, so why did he provoke a fiendish flying sword master?
"Oh? You have a life-saving jade artifact on you? Your background is not small. " When Zhu Minglang increased his strength, the jade artifact on the noble youth's body suddenly exploded with a repulsive force that wanted to send him flying.
This repulsive force was even more exaggerated than a King Stage dragon's breath. Fortunately, Zhu Minglang stopped in time. The strange repulsive force immediately disappeared.
Zhu Minglang's family sold equipment.
He obviously knew about this life-saving artifact. It would only activate when the wearer's life was in danger. It would automatically generate a powerful energy to protect the wearer and repel the enemy. However, if the strength was "appropriate", it would not activate the artifact's effect.
The noble youth's artifact was not small. Even a full strength attack would not be able to break it.
"You lowly dog, even if I gave you ten thousand years of cultivation, you would not be able to break my Immortal Jade Shield. Surrender now and I will leave your corpse intact!!" the noble youth said with a vicious aura.
"Pa!!!!!"
Another slap landed heavily on the youth's face. Two teeth were knocked out and the youth's mouth was filled with blood. Half of his face was swollen like a pig.
"You …"
"Pa!!!!!!" Another slap made the youth spit out blood and his nose was crooked.
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