The artist casually tossed Sun Meng to the side and looked at the bloody wound on his arm.
She knew immediately that someone was targeting her, and that Lu Sheng was just a burden.
Unlike their anger, Li Shunxi was both shocked and overjoyed. He'd almost used his last life-saving teleportation ability.
"Who do you think will win?" the red-haired girl asked softly.
"Hit me here. If you can kill me, not only will you not have to take responsibility, you can have everything I took out from the Red Pavilion!"
There were at least three painters here, if not five. He wanted all of them to attack together?
Lu Sheng, too, took a step forward and slowly suppressed his strength. Only when he was left with about six veins of black membrane did he stop.
"I am Lu Sheng, under Shangyang Jiuli," Lu Sheng said in a low voice. "Let's fight."
Shangyang Jiuli's lips moved, but she didn't say anything to stop him.
He sized up Lu Sheng with rapt attention.
"Is his attitude implying that all the painters of the younger generation are trash? Not just together, but with two hands? Heh heh. "
The veins on both of their bodies were at the peak of six veins. Then this fight would depend on each person's skill and ability to grasp the right timing.
But the moment he saw Lu Sheng walk out, he knew they were saved this time.
Cui Lianjun slowly paced around Lu Sheng, holding his ghost head broadsword, as if searching for an angle to attack.
He resisted the urge to raise his head and greet Lu Sheng as he listened to the painters and Lu Sheng's conversation.
Instantly, the entire place fell silent. Everyone could see that Lu Sheng was arrogant, but they didn't expect him to be this arrogant.
Then he adjusted the angle with a spin, making it impossible for him to predict his next attack. Then he slashed to the left, followed by a dismemberment.
"Is it done, Zhong Yu?" Zhong Yu. "A few more people walked out from the darkness, and the one leading them was dressed in the same attire as the painter. He was also a painter.
He slowly stood out. The light from the fire shone on his body, revealing his steel-like muscles.
Baldy Cui Lianjun was so angry that he laughed.
In the crowd, two guests of the Huang Family were quietly watching the battle.
Shangyang Jiuli still wanted to say something, but Lu Sheng raised a hand to stop her.
Silver was lying face down on the ground. It was unknown whether she was dead or alive. Only a few broken sections of the white whip were scattered on the ground.
"Come at me together. Do you need me to tie my hands?"
The leader immediately recognized the other party.
"Soon, there's still one last time." The man called Zhong Yu laughed. "I haven't fought in a long time, and they actually injured my hand. Boss, shouldn't you give me some money to buy medicine?" He raised his arm to show the man.
On the grass, Cui Lianjun was covered in blood. The demonhead saber in his hand was broken into countless pieces. He knelt on one knee in front of Lu Sheng.
"I'm afraid I can't. If it were any other time, I would be willing to agree to Miss Peipei's request. But now is a special time," Shangyang Rong said indifferently, not giving Shangyang Peipei any face.
The ground was a mess. The grass was overturned and the hills had collapsed. Scarlet blood was everywhere.
"Lu Sheng!" There were quite a few people who had been alerted by the commotion. Shangyang Jiuli had also rushed over at the first moment and heard Lu Sheng's words. She frowned. She looked in the direction of the two painters, then at Li Shunxi and the others.
"Farewell. Miss Jiuli. "
"Take them away. Throw the men into the Orchid Pavilion, and the women into the Red Pavilion."
However, his strength was undeniably powerful, and he was one of the five great captains of the current painters. That was why he dared not give Shangyang Jiuli any face.
The painters represented the old man's faction, while Shangyang Jiuli represented Shangyang Fei's.
They could first use the Ingenious Slash from the left to take up the space on the left.
"The painters will lose," the man said calmly.
"Whoever doesn't agree can come up yourself," Lu Sheng said calmly. "It's fine if all of you come at me together."
That way, I'll catch him off guard. With the difficult angle of the Ingenious Slash, he'll definitely think I'll take the Ingenious Slash from the right. "
What a joke. Even he himself didn't know how strong he was. If it was Shangyang Jiuli, he might have a chance.
"Whoosh!"
"Then how do we decide who wins or loses? What if I accidentally kill you? "
Not just him, the painters' subordinates behind him, as well as Shangyang Zhongyu, couldn't help but blush. The black membrane on their bodies surged, ready to attack at any time.
"You!!" Shangyang Peipei's eyebrows shot up. She was about to say something, but Lu Sheng raised his hand to stop her.
"Stop it," she complained to Lu Sheng, then waved at Yang Rong and the others. "Hurry up and go! Are you going to wait for death here?? "
Lu Sheng was Young Master Lu. He had joined Shangyang Family's Crimson Whale Sect back in the Northern Lands. With his reputation, it shouldn't be a problem for him to protect them.
"Can you wait a moment? Captain Rong? "
Suddenly, a man and a woman walked out from the shadows not far away. The one who spoke was the beautiful woman in the white muslin dress.
"So it's Miss Peipei. We've caught a few suspects. They're suspected to be key players in the fire. We're taking them back for interrogation. If you have nothing else to do, you can rest in the guest house in front. "
Shangyang Peipei was a famous social butterfly in the family. She had close ties with many important people.
Twenty breaths later.
The crowd was in an uproar again.
By now, there were already many people surrounding them. They were all guests who had come to watch the show.
The man in the lead glanced at him coldly.
Lu Sheng retracted his left fist. Looking at his almost crippled opponent, everything was quiet.
Li Shunxi clutched his chest and supported Lianji. He spat out blood continuously. It looked like he was also badly injured.
"Let's go," Shangyang Jiuli's men rushed out and placed Li Shunxi and the others on the wooden bed, ready to carry them away.
The other person had messy red hair and a large number of armbands on his arm. He was an older man.
Everyone was silent. No one had expected victory to come so quickly. As the leader of the painters, Cui Lianjun didn't even need to use one move before he was defeated.
"Not bad," he praised. "If it were someone else, you might have won. Unfortunately, you met me. "
The painters were all elites of the Six-Vein Level and above. Even in a large family like the Shangyang Family, a Six-Vein Level was an absolute elite.
Shangyang Rong stared coldly at Lu Sheng for a while. In the end, he didn't dare to disobey Shangyang Jiuli's order.
As a general under the elder, Cui Lianjun wasn't a member of the Shangyang Family. He was an outsider who had married into the family.
"Kill me?" Lu Sheng was amused. His lips curled, and he pointed at his temple.
Even Shangyang Jiuli's jaw dropped. She didn't expect Lu Sheng to win so quickly. His opponent was also a Six-Vein Level.
"Even you can't see it? It's a pity that Mother is busy now. Otherwise, she would definitely win if she came herself. "The short-haired woman smiled.
Thinking about this, Cui Lianjun stomped. The black membrane under his feet exploded, and he rushed to Lu Sheng's side. He slashed with his knife.
The red light from the fire in the distance dyed the area even redder and bloodier.
On the grass, one of Sun Meng's arms was torn off. He was half-kneeling on the ground, covered in blood.
"These people shouldn't be the suspects. Captain Rong, why don't you give me some face and let them go this time? They're just a few petty thieves. They don't deserve your personal attention, "Shangyang Peipei persuaded with a smile.
"Come." Cui Lianjun's eyes turned fierce. He pulled out the ghost head broadsword from his back. He slowly stood in front of Lu Sheng.
"I have three ultimate secret techniques: Spin, Exquisite Slash, and Death of a Thousand Cuts.
Although there were some complaints, no one dared to offend Shangyang Jiuli.
Even though Shangyang Jiuli had seen Lu Sheng's monstrous strength many times, she still found it unbelievable. This monstrous strength was one of the reasons why the Shangyang Family looked at Lu Sheng differently.
The leader looked at the man next to Shangyang Peipei. He didn't know this person, but his eyes were fixed on the suspect kneeling on the ground.
"The generals under Lady Jiuli are very arrogant." At that moment, a strange voice slowly sounded out.
Shangyang Rong's face turned red. He was one of the five captains of the Painter Guild, but someone dared to provoke him to this extent.
Before he finished speaking, the battle had officially begun.
"Captain Rong!" Peipei rolled her eyes. "I was drinking with Lord Drifting Goblet not long ago, and he mentioned that Captain Rong is an upright and unyielding person, one of the rare talents among the generals of the Painter Guild. Now that I've met him, he's indeed …"
"You don't dare? Then get the hell out of my sight! " She had always been an unscrupulous person. She would flip the table at the slightest disagreement. Now that someone was secretly inciting her to go against one of her generals, she was naturally even more furious. She simply did not have any scruples.
Shangyang Jiuli snorted coldly. She looked around.
"Wonderful …!" Boom!
"I can see through Cui Lianjun's background, but I can't see through that Lu Sheng."
"I'll do it!!" Just then, a tall and sturdy bald man stepped forward. "Miss Jiuli, I suspect that these people have something to do with the arson case. I'm sorry. "
This was a humiliation! A naked humiliation!
With her current strength and status, no one dared to refute her words.
A black screen of light appeared on their bodies at the same time. It was a natural phenomenon of the black membrane.
That punch shattered his blade and landed on the side of his face. The flesh and bones on his face exploded into countless pieces, deformed, crushed, and crushed. Now, half of his face was gone.
"My friend was in the wrong this time. Since that's the case, I'll stand here and take your attack." Lu Sheng said this as if he was talking about having this for dinner. There was no pressure, no emotion.
"Oh? Why? Cui Lianjun is very strong, isn't he? "The short-haired woman asked with a smile.
"You don't need to use Shangyang Liushang to pressure me," Shangyang Rong said coldly. "I have my own principles. Miss Peipei, it's better for you to drink with the guests. It's not good for you to meddle in these things. "
The man fell silent.
Cui Lianjun was a little excited. It was a rare opportunity to show off his strength in front of so many big shots. If he could perfectly display his strength, he would definitely leave a good impression with the upper echelons.
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