Chu Li laughed out loud and shook his head. "How would you know if my master is offended or not? You're not my master!"
Song Zhifan's face darkened.
The handsome young man next to him already had a gloomy face. He scoffed coldly. "So you're saying that you won't return the sword!"
Chu Li nodded. "Of course. How could I return the sword just because someone said it was mine? If it was that easy, wouldn't the world be at peace and there would be no more disputes?"
"Very well, I knew you would do this!" Lu Jun sneered and stood up. "Then I'll use the martial arts world's way of dealing with it. I want to experience your martial arts and see if it's as amazing as the rumors say it is!"
Xue said lightly, "You're not qualified to fight with Master just because of someone else!"
"How arrogant!" Lu Jun sneered. "Looks like you're going to fight for him?"
"If you can get past me, it won't be too late to fight with Master!" Xue said lightly.
"Then I'll fight with you!" Lu Jun stepped into the middle of the hall and waved his sleeves. More than ten armchairs moved back and gave way to an empty space in the middle.
He stepped on the thick and soft white carpet and closed fist saluted. "Remember my name, Lu Jun!"
"Xue!" Xue took a step forward and approached him. It was as if she had a wheel under her feet. Her body did not move at all, showing off her excellent Light-body Technique. Li Meng's eyes widened and her face was full of envy.
She wanted to cultivate martial arts the most but Chu Li did not teach her martial arts. He only asked her to chant scriptures. After chanting for only two hours, she felt like her head was going to explode. Chanting scriptures could even make her fall asleep.
"Do it!" Lu Jun scoffed.
Xue did not hold back and lightly struck out with her palm.
An extremely cold aura instantly appeared in front of Lu Jun.
Lu Jun extended his palm to meet it.
"Bang!" Lu Jun took a step back and frowned at Xue. He did not expect Xue, who looked so weak and did not seem to have a high cultivation level, to have such a pure palm energy.
He felt like his palm hit a block of ice. It was hard and pure. The cold penetrated through his palm and into his body.
He channeled his inner energy to dissolve the force of the palm. His expression was solemn as he realized that he had underestimated Xue Ling. He rushed forward and attacked with his palm.
It was as if a warm breeze was blowing in the main hall, dispersing the chill caused by Xue Ling's palm energy.
"Peng, peng, peng, peng." One of their palms was extremely cold, while the other was as warm as the spring wind. Neither of them could do anything to the other. In a single breath, they struck out more than a hundred palms. The two auras intertwined in the hall, causing the hall to become hot and cold.
Lu Jun suddenly changed his move and rushed forward. He wanted to fight Xue Ling in close combat. He wanted to use his strong body to suppress Xue Ling.
"Bang!" The two palms collided.
This time, it was not a long-range attack, but a direct collision of two palms.
"Bam!" Lu Jun suddenly flew backwards and smashed a chair into pieces.
He fell to the ground and stared at Xue Ling in disbelief.
He had thought that his palm would be able to send Xue Ling flying, but in the end, he was the one who was sent flying.
Xue Ling's fair little hand contained a strength as strong as a bear's, catching him off guard. Even if he had been prepared, he would not have been able to block it.
Xue Ling looked at him indifferently and slid behind Chu Li.
Chu Li smiled and looked at Song Zhifan.
Song Zhifan got up and left the chair. He came to the center of the hall, "Chief Chu, it's our turn!"
Xue Ling was about to speak when Chu Li waved his hand to stop her. He sighed, "Are you guys going to snatch the Sky Killer Sword?"
"We just want to get the Sky Killer Sword back," Song Zhifan said. "As for whether to persuade or take it by force, it's not up to us. It's up to you," Song Zhifan said.
Chu Li smiled, "If that's the case, then let's do it."
He slowly walked towards Song Zhifan and smiled, "Please — —!"
Song Zhifan pulled out the long sword from his waist and stabbed towards Chu Li.
Chu Li pulled out the sword with difficulty.
Song Zhifan's body froze and his expression changed.
The slow and difficult Sky Killer Sword stabbed towards Song Zhifan's right shoulder.
At first glance, it seemed that Song Zhifan deliberately did not dodge and watched the Sky Killer Sword stab towards him.
"Bishop!" Lu Jun shouted.
Song Zhifan's body trembled. His handsome face was flushed as if he was fighting against an invisible force. He stared at the tip of the Sky Killer Sword.
"Moo!" Chu Li suddenly let out a shout.
Song Zhifan trembled again but did not move.
Lu Jun rushed towards Chu Li with lightning speed.
However, Chu Li had already taken two steps back and returned to the chair.
His movements seemed slow but it was actually an illusion. Everyone had this illusion. In fact, his speed was extremely fast. He stabbed in an instant but it seemed like a long time had passed in the eyes of the people.
This was caused by the power emitted by the Sky Killer Three Forms. This power was strange and unpredictable. Chu Li could not figure it out. He was using the Cosmic Insight Technique to derive and understand it. He wanted to find the source of this power, the cultivation method, and the way to use it.
"Good, as expected of the Sky Killer Sword!" Song Zhifan shouted excitedly while holding his shoulder.
Lu Jun nodded his head hard. His eyes were shining as he stared at the Sky Killer Sword on Chu Li's waist.
Chu Li smiled, "Master Song, do you still want to continue?"
"Chu Li, although your swordsmanship is good and your cultivation level is high, you are no match for me." Song Zhifan let go of his hand. The wound on his shoulder was no longer bleeding. He said to Chu Li seriously, "So it's better to be tactful. I will show you some mercy."
Chu Li could not help but laugh, "You came to steal my sword. I was hoping that you would show me some mercy. I wonder how honorable Master Song is!"
"Hmph, you will never imagine how honorable I am!" Lu Jun scoffed.
Chu Li said, "Even the leader of the Fu Dynasty is not as honorable as Master Song?"
He secretly frowned.
Logically speaking, if Song Zhifan was the leader of the Faction of Longevity, he should not have exposed his identity at this time. Although not many people knew about the Faction of Longevity, they were all top-notch figures.
Once the Faction of Longevity reappeared, they would naturally become a piece of juicy meat. Unless they had enough strength to protect themselves, they would not dare to appear in broad daylight.
If that was the case, they had to be careful.
"Of course!" Lu Jun said proudly.
"Young Lu, forget it!" Song Zhifan said.
"Yes!" Lu Jun nodded without hesitation and took a step back respectfully.
Chu Li looked at Song Zhifan. In the end, he shook his head and sighed, "Master Song, have a safe trip. I won't see you out."
"I will come again," Song Zhifan said.
Chu Li said, "Anytime."
"Alright!" Song Zhifan looked at him deeply and turned to leave.
Lu Jun stared at Chu Li and sneered, "You don't know what's good for you. Next time, it won't just be the two of us!"
Chu Li frowned. His eyes flashed and it scared Lu Jun.
Lu Jun immediately became angry. He stared at Chu Li fiercely and turned to follow Song Zhifan. They strode out of the Yi Public House and left.
Li Meng hurriedly said, "Are you letting them go just like that? Aren't you going to teach them a lesson? "
Chu Li glanced at her. "Why don't you go and teach them a lesson?"
"I didn't practice martial arts. Otherwise, I would've done it!" Li Meng hurriedly said.
Chu Li shook his head and turned to walk back.
Xue followed him to the courtyard and sat in the pagoda. Xue personally brewed tea.
When she served him a cup of tea, Chu Li took a sip. Xue sighed, "Master, are they from an extraordinary background?"
She could see the fear in Chu Li's eyes.
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