Ah Er saw that Lu Fei was accumulating power, but he didn't go forward to attack. He just stood there motionless. Upon seeing this, Lu Fei sneered. He thought to himself, 'Do you think I can't reach you just because you're standing still?' Immediately, Lu Fei stepped forward. His movements were incomparably swift, and a fist was aimed at Ah Er's chest. Ah Er did not dare to meet it head on, and hurriedly dodged to the side. Who would have thought that Lu Fei would be like a piece of dogskin plaster, his fist close to his body, attacking his vital points.
Lu Fei stepped back and said, "There is no door to fortune or misfortune, it can only be summoned by oneself. The retribution of good and evil follows like a shadow. You caused the death of another person's parents and left him bedridden for more than ten years. Breaking your bones today is an eye for an eye. It's considered a light punishment. "
The Ming Cult disciples and Wudang Mountain disciples clapped their hands and praised, "Lu Jiaozhu's action is really satisfying."
Zhao Min knew that Lu Fei was powerful, but she was still unwilling to give up. She said, "Ah Da, you go and try."
An old man walked out from behind her. It was the same old man who had blocked Lu Fei's path that day. He held a treasured sword in his hand that was covered in green qi. Everyone looked carefully and saw that it was the Emei Sect's Yitian Sword.
Lu Fei said, "Miejue Shitai has already been killed by you."
Zhao Min let out a cold humph and said, "Cut the crap. I want to see what kind of Wudang sword technique you are going to learn."
Zhang Sanfeng stood up and said, "Cult Master Lu, I will now teach you Taiji Sword Skill." After saying that, he took a long sword and began to dance on the spot. Everyone saw that his movements were extremely slow and wondered if he could hit people with this.
After a while, Zhang SanFeng asked, "How much do you remember?"
Lu Fei had already completely comprehended his sword intent, but he was afraid that others would say that he was not using the Wudang Sword Art. After all, the Taiji Sword Art was different every time, so he immediately said, "I forgot about seventy to eighty percent."
Zhang SanFeng performed the Taiji Sword Technique once more. Seeing that it was different from before, everyone was secretly surprised.
Lu Fei nodded and said, "It's done. However, I'm not used to using a sword. Is there anyone here who can lend me a knife?"
"Ah?" Zhou Dian saw that he had obviously learned the sword art, but now he had to use a saber. The difference between a saber and a sword was more than just a little bit. He was shocked.
The Wudang Pai people all used swords, nobody used sabers. Zhao Min said to someone behind her, "Lu Jiaozhu is too poor, can someone lend him a saber?"
The people behind him laughed aloud. One of them stepped forward and said, "Here's a saber." Zhao Min was about to ask him to pass the saber to Lu Fei when suddenly someone outside the door shouted, "No need, the treasured saber is here." They saw Wu Jingcao and two men carrying a green crescent moon saber walked in.
The hilts of the sabers were as thick as a child's arm, while the broadswords had thick backs and long blades. They looked simple and unadorned, as if they didn't have a blade. Moreover, it required two big men to lift it, which was enough to show how heavy this saber was.
Lu Fei took the glaive and played with it. "Not bad. It's very handy." Wu Jingcao and the big man retreated, just in time to see Ah San with a bloody nose and swollen face walking in from the door. He stood behind Zhao Min dejectedly.
Zhang Sanfeng was originally afraid that Lu Fei's saber would be too heavy and would not be able to unleash that kind of artistic conception. But seeing Lu Fei playing with the saber like it was a toy, he was relieved.
Lu Fei said to the old man with the sword, "Your sword is formidable, I am not used to compete with other people in terms of 'lowliness'. I will use a saber."
Immediately he took up a stance, holding the saber with one hand, it was the starting stance of the Taiji Sword Technique. Everybody saw he was holding a hundred-catty broadsword with one hand, yet unexpectedly he did not move at all. They all cheered. Naturally Zhao Min's people were an exception.
Ah Da took up a stance and thrust his sword toward Lu Fei. 'Chi, chi!' Everybody saw the sword's ray flashing, they were secretly shocked. This old man's swordsmanship was indeed too swift and fierce.
The broadsword in Lu Fei's hand lightly drew a circle in the air. Everybody saw he was holding the saber as if it was a wooden stick, they also secretly admired his divine strength. The two men's saber and sword did not collide. Lu Fei only held the saber and moved it back and forth in the air, either to attack first so that Ah Da could save him, or to draw a line in the air. Everybody saw Ah Da's sword was getting slower and slower, as if he was being harassed by the broadsword in Lu Fei's hand. In the end, Ah Da's sword was getting smaller and smaller. When Lu Fei's saber chopped down, the Yitian Sword suddenly returned to its original position. The two finally collided, creating a loud 'ding dang' noise.
Lu Fei did not care whether the saber was damaged or not, he just let it slide down smoothly. Ah Da would either let go or let go of the Yitian Sword. Unexpectedly, when Lu Fei cut the opponent's wrist, Ah Da did not say anything, his left hand quickly grabbed the Yitian Sword back. Obviously Zhao Min was very fond of the Yitian Sword.
Ah Da took the Yitian Sword back and stood next to Zhao Min. "Your subordinate is useless," he said.
"Treat your injury," Zhao Min said.
Only then did Lu Fei look at his own treasured saber. The blade was still completely black, and there was not a single crack to be seen. He thought to himself that this was indeed a treasured saber. It was actually able to compete with the Heavenly Sword.
Zhao Min looked at everybody with cold eyes and said, "I'll take my leave today. I'll come back another day to learn from the Wudang Mountain's unique skill." She then prepared to lead the people down the mountain.
Right at this moment, Zhang Wuji suddenly jumped out and charged toward Zhao Min, shouting, "Leave the 'Black Jade Continuation Ointment' here." Two men suddenly rushed out from behind Zhao Min. One of them sent out two palms toward Zhang Wuji. Zhang Wuji must have been sitting there recuperating. Now that his injury was healed, that man met Zhang Wuji's palm head-on. Seeing a shadow flashing by, the other man launched a sneak attack toward Zhang Wuji's ribs. Lu Fei immediately dashed forward and used his most powerful move, 'Proud and Regretful', to save him. If that man did not turn around to save him, this palm would hit him squarely.
That man did not dare to gamble with his own life, so he turned around to meet Lu Fei's palm head-on. Unexpectedly, the other man launched a sneak attack, his palms landing on Lu Fei's back. Lu Fei's body swayed, and he was unable to move.
The other man was about to attack again. Lu Fei was in the middle of dispelling the cold energy inside his body, so how could he deal with these two sneak attacks? Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng shouted angrily and rushed forward to attack. They exchanged two palms with the other man, and both sides retreated several steps. Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng hastily dispelled the cold energy inside their bodies.
The two old men's bodies swayed. They sneered and said, "Is the Ming Cult very impressive? I think it's just so-so." Finished speaking, they escorted Zhao Min down the mountain. Lu Fei suddenly moved and appeared behind the two old men. The two old men quickly turned around to counterattack. Lu Fei used the 'Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi' kung fu. The two old men's palms hit each other. Lu Fei seized the opportunity to slap each of their faces heavily. He quickly retreated and said, "The Ming Cult is this impressive.
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