Chapter 267 The Golden Cicada Escapes Its Shell

Lu Yuntian thought about it, but it was impossible for him, no matter who he was, he would have to take revenge tenfold or a hundredfold.

If there is no vengeance, is he still a man?

The person he wants to hurt Lu Yuntian will end up ten times, a hundred times more miserable than Lu Yuntian.

Lu Yuntian pondered for a while, and said, "Ming'er, I tell you that you can, but you must not be impulsive. This person is not something you can compete with. If you promise me, I will tell you."

"Father, I promise you that I won't die before my strength is not enough."

Lu Ming said.

"Okay, then I'll tell you, this person is..."

at this time…

Swish! Swish!

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and in the mountain stream, four figures rushed in.

These four are gray-haired old men with extremely strong aura, and all of them are masters of Wuzong or above.

Lu Ming's eyes moved, and a thousand-mile sound transmission appeared in his hand.

One of the chubby old men in gray linen had a smile on his face, and there was also a ten thousand-mile sound transmission in his hand.

"Young Master Tianyun, I've admired your name for a long time. I didn't expect you to rescue Ling Zun under Qiu Changkong's nose. It's really admirable."

The chunky old man clasped his fists.

"Senior is polite, it's just a fluke, this time I want to trouble the seniors and send us back to the imperial capital."

Lu Ming clasped his fists.

"You're welcome, it's a trivial matter, it's not too late, let's leave as soon as possible, if the people from the Shifang Sword Sect find here, it will be troublesome."

The chunky old man said.

Lu Ming nodded.

at this time…

call out! call out!

the distant sky,

There were bursts of breaking air, and several figures crossed the sky and disappeared in an instant.

Lu Ming could see clearly that those figures were the Wuzong powerhouses of the Shifang Sword Sect.

"Shifang Jian sent so quickly!"

The chubby old man's face changed greatly.

Lu Ming's face also darkened.

This mountain stream is very hidden, surrounded by bushes and weeds, so the people from the Shifang Sword Sect did not find it just now, but after a long time, they will definitely find it.

"What should we do? If we go out like this, we will definitely be discovered. If Qiu Changkong arrives, we will not be his opponents together."

Another old man said with a solemn expression.

"Several seniors, please take Ming'er and the others away, Qiu Changkong and the others want me, and I'll lead them away."

Lu Yuntian said.

"No, Dad, I finally rescued you back, how could it possibly let you fall into the hands of Qiu Changkong and others."

Lu Ming said firmly.

Even if he died, he would never let Lu Yuntian fall into the hands of the Shifang Sword Sect and be tortured.

With a wave of his hand, his true energy surged, and the shabby clothes that Lu Yuntian was wearing fell into Lu Ming's hands.

Lu Yuntian's face changed greatly, and he said, "Ming'er, no!"

The expressions of the others also changed.

"Several seniors, I will go out to distract them, you bring my father back to the imperial capital, and hand my father over to His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince."

Lu Ming said to several old men.

"Ming'er, this is absolutely impossible, I don't agree."

Lu Yuntian let out a low roar.

Lu Ming smiled slightly and said, "Dad, don't worry, Ming'er will be fine, see you in the imperial capital."

"Wait a minute, I'll go with you."

On the side, Xie Nianqing said suddenly.

"Are you going together?"

Lu Ming looked at Xie Nianqing.

"Hmph, don't think too much, I'm afraid that you will die, I won't be able to fulfill my promise, and how can you attract the Shifang Sword Sect by yourself, don't forget, your father's cultivation base is already abolished, you run away It's too fast, it's not like I'll wear it all at once, or I'll take you away!"

Xie Nianqing pouted.

"Okay, let's do it like this, count the favor I owe you."

Lu Ming said.

"Cut, who wants your favor?"

Xie Nianqing pouted in disdain.

"Dad, take care!"

After that, Lu Ming was about to rush out.

"Ming'er, no, come back!"

Lu Yuntian growled lowly.

But his cultivation base has been lost, where can he catch up with Lu Ming?

After leaving the mountain stream, Lu Ming put on Lu Yuntian's clothes.

"I'll take you away!"

Xie Nianqing pulled Lu Ming, stretched out his body, and ran towards the depths of the deserted wasteland.

To lure away the people from the Shifang Sword Sect, they naturally had to lead them into the depths of the deserted wasteland, so that Lu Yuntian and the others could escape smoothly.

After a few miles.

"Here, I see them."

A loud roar sounded in the deserted wasteland.

Swish! Swish!

There were several figures rushing towards Lu Ming and the others.

It is a martial artist of the ninth level of several great martial artists.

"Let's run together!"

Lu Ming pretended to be pulled by Xie Nianqing, but in fact he used his body technique, and the two of them went towards the depths of the deserted wasteland like a gust of wind.

The warriors of the ninth-level Great Martial Master can't catch up at all, the difference is too far.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of miles have passed.

"Who dares to rob my Shifang Sword Sect, courting death!"

At this time, the sky exploded, the sound of breaking the air sounded, and there was Wu Zong walking in the sky, chasing after him.

Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing didn't pay attention at all, and ran wildly.

In this way, he ran for a distance of hundreds of miles.

call out! call out!

At this time, in the sky, there were six figures, the six martial sects of the Shifang Sword Sect.

At this time, they were getting closer and closer to Lu Ming.

No matter how fast they move, they are still a little worse than walking in the air, and they are slowly being caught up.

call out! call out! …

One after another sword qi slashed towards Lu Ming and the two of them, and the two flickered and avoided them.

After a while, another hundred miles passed by.

"die!"

At this time, an old man was approaching Lu Ming and the two.

This old man has a very strong aura on his body, and he is a fourth-level martial artist of the Shifang Sword Sect.

His face was cold, and the sword swung out, dozens of dazzling sword qi shot out.

Completely enveloped the two of them.

"No, stop it!"

Lu Ming growled, and four ancient shields appeared behind him.

And Xie Nianqing also gave a coquettish shout, slapped it out, and a black lotus flower appeared behind him.

bump! bump! …

The ancient shield and the black lotus were exploded one after another, and the strong energy shot out.

With this power, Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing rushed forward for thousands of meters in an instant.

"You're not Lu Yuntian, we were fooled."

The old man let out an earth-shattering roar.

"Haha, I found out now that it's too late. My people took Lu Yuntian out of the deserted wasteland long ago, you idiots!"

Lu Ming laughed.

"Damn, damn, Lu Yuntian ran away, then kill you!"

The old man roared and continued to chase Lu Ming and the others.

After chasing for a while, he cut out another sword.

However, Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing repeated their plans, using shields and black lotus flowers to resist, and used their strength to charge forward.

The old man in the sky was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and at the same time he was shocked.

Lu Ming and Xie Nianqing clearly only have the cultivation level of the Great Martial Master at the ninth level. Not only are they incredibly fast, but they are also terrifyingly capable of defending against you.

Although there was a distance, it was terrifying enough to be able to block his sword qi.

"The fourth level of Wuzong is really powerful!"

Lu Ming's eyes were solemn.

(End of this chapter) Dragon King of Wandao