Chapter 87
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This "You want to trap me?" was full of confidence.
Anyone with an Eight-leaf Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivation base would be extremely confident.
The six-sided cage formed a square matrix and continued to shrink.
Fan Xiuwen took three steps back and crossed his arms in front of him.
Lu Zhou nodded lightly. "The Dao Invisibility Grand Technique."
It was a good opportunity for him to test the ability of the Binding Cage. Could the Great Divine Art avoid the Binding Cage's capture?
Fan Xiuwen's hand gesture was completed in an instant.
The energy also exploded the moment it was completed!
Bang!
The cage tightened even further!
Bang bang bang …
Countless shadows kept colliding inside the cage, like raging wild beasts, ramming everywhere.
The eyes of ordinary people would probably not be able to see his shadow clearly. His speed was too fast … but as powerful cultivators, everyone present could see him. Even so, Fan Xiuwen's fighting prowess was still shocking.
The sound of collisions resounded throughout the hall.
But no matter how he tried, he couldn't escape from the cage.
Lu Zhou shook his head.
You're unlucky. There's a thirty percent chance that you'll bump into it.
Lu Zhou found it slightly noisy.
"Return."
With a silent command, the Binding Cage really obeyed his command. With a whoosh, it closed up.
Ka-cha —
The armor shattered!
The mask fell off!
Fan Xiuwen's face appeared.
Lu Zhou merely glanced at Fan Xiuwen before he shifted his gaze to the distance. Fan Xiuwen's appearance had been ruined, making him look hideous. Fan Xiuwen had committed all sorts of crimes 300 years ago. He was the target of everyone's hatred. Unfortunately, he had taken a completely different path from Ji Tiandao.
It was rather ironic to see him like this.
"From the beginning until the end … You've been overestimating yourself," Lu Zhou said indifferently.
Fan Xiuwen had completely given up resisting.
He felt the cage closing around him tightly binding him. Not only his body, but also his cultivation!
He tried to mobilize the Primordial Qi in his Dantian, but to no avail.
It was even more impossible for him to break free from the cage by relying solely on his physical strength!
Fan Xiuwen looked at Lu Zhou reluctantly.
Lu Zhou remained calm. It was as though everything was under his control. That was indeed the case.
"Old … Old senior … What do you want?" Fan Xiuwen was confused.
The Evil Sky Pavilion's strength had indeed exceeded his expectations.
What happened today was beyond his control.
Lu Zhou said tonelessly, "Who's the mastermind behind the Fish Dragon Village's massacre?"
Fan Xiuwen looked at the all-powerful old devil in disbelief. He couldn't believe that he would offend the Black Knights and an important figure in the palace for a traitor.
Fan Xiuwen turned his head away.
Lu Zhou did not mind. He said, "I have plenty of time …"
"Time?" Fan Xiuwen coughed. "Fifteen years … Fifteen years at most. Who in this world will remember you?"
Little Yuan 'er waved her fist and retorted, "I remember."
"…"
Fan Xiuwen glanced at the girl speechlessly.
Lu Zhou nodded and said, "That's not important."
"Old senior … it's useless even if you kill me. Those who join the Black Knights have all disregarded life and death … Even if all the Black Knights die in battle, you won't be able to find anything. "
"Stubborn." Lu Zhou shook his head lightly.
He ignored Fan Xiuwen.
To be able to join a secret force like the Black Knights, three hundred years was enough for him to train his mouth.
It was impossible to threaten someone like Fan Xiuwen with death.
Lu Zhou was not in a hurry. Since the others thought he would only last another ten years at most, he would show them that he was still alive.
Indeed, he had plenty of time to waste.
Outside the great hall.
After Duanmu Sheng sprouted his leaf, his appearance seemed to have changed. His aura was barbaric, and his Primal Qi was domineering.
This kind of rough fighting style hid delicacy within.
Every time the two Dark Knights were about to touch him, Duanmu Sheng would always dodge.
The battle between the three of them was too intense.
Not a single spot on the limestone floor of the plaza outside the great hall was left intact.
However, this was not important.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard as he watched the battle indifferently.
They were locked in a stalemate.
When he saw this, Lu Zhou said in a deep voice, "Too slow."
Duanmu Sheng's voice was infused with Primal Qi. His voice traveled into Duanmu Sheng's ears.
Duanmu Sheng understood what Lu Zhou meant. He suddenly sped up!
The Overlord Spear in his hand could no longer be seen. It was a mess of afterimages.
The two Black Knights were slightly taken aback. Their energies kept colliding. At this point, it was difficult for them to maintain their speed and techniques.
'Duanmu Sheng can still do this?
Monster! '
Lu Zhou pointed at the battle and said, "Leng Luo, not only have you overestimated yourself, but you've also underestimated the Evil Sky Pavilion."
Duanmu Sheng had the upper hand.
The two Black Knights suddenly felt the pressure on them increase. Hundreds and thousands of spear shadows shot toward them.
It did not matter if they had energy or if they had avatars to protect themselves.
When the Overlord Spear was used to its limit, it could break through an avatar.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
The two Black Knights could no longer withstand the pressure and began to retreat.
"How's this possible?!"
A Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivator who had yet to sprout a leaf was suppressing a Two-leaf and Three-leaf Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivator!
Duanmu Sheng had done it.
Duanmu Sheng leaped into the air.
Lu Zhou glanced at him and projected his voice. "If I don't use my most powerful technique now, when will I?"
The most powerful technique of any cultivation method could be called a grand technique.
This technique consumed a lot of Primal Qi so it could not be used many times.
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However, Duanmu Sheng was like a machine with an inexhaustible supply of Primal Qi. From the beginning until the end, he did not slow down at all.
His master's guidance had boosted his confidence!
He brandished his Overlord Spear.
The spear and the sword were different paths to the same destination. The scene of Lu Zhou demonstrating the most powerful technique appeared in his mind.
"Imperfect Divine Intervention!"
Countless spear shadows appeared.
Then, they descended.
"Retreat!"
The two Black Knights retreated swiftly.
Alas, it was too late.
Bam! Bam!
Bam! The Overlord Spear pierced through the two Black Knights' protective energies. At the same time, the spear shadows moved forward and stabbed twice!
The two Black Knights reeled back!
Thud!
They crashed onto the cracked limestone ground. Blood flowed from their shoulders. The two Black Knights clutched their wounds as they looked at Duanmu Sheng in shock.
They had been defeated, utterly defeated!
There was no crafty plot or taking advantage of the situation. He had fought the two Black Knights fair and square!
Lu Zhou's expression was calm as he stroked his beard and nodded.
Duanmu Sheng's confidence was boosted by this victory. He was excited.
He fell to one knee, cupped his fists, and said, "Thank you for your guidance, master! I'm glad I didn't let you down. Take these two down! "
He grabbed the Overlord Spear and pointed it at Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong, afraid they would run away.
Fan Xiuwen's eyes were brimming with disbelief.
"There's one more person …" Lu Zhou said calmly.
Fan Xiuwen swallowed a mouthful of saliva. His previous arrogance had been completely worn down by the consecutive blows he received.
"I'm useless!"
"I'm useless!"
Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong looked ashamed.
Little Yuan 'er said to the two of them, "There's no such thing as useless … You can brag about being defeated by my master in the future!"
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