Chapter 420: Who Dares Draw Their Sword? (2/2)
But this matter, in Lu Xingkong's eyes, was somewhat too shocking, somewhat outrageous.
He instantly understood the evil intention of 'Old immortal'. No matter how good you are, no matter how many legendary stories you have, no matter what kind of hero you will grow into in the future, as long as you are killed now, you will be obliterated with the wind and instantly vanish.
This was called to strangling the heroes and severing miracles.
But what he did not expect was that the old fool would use such a deathly method on the Lu family, use it on Lu Xingkong.
Lu Xingkong's eyes were as biting cold, glowering at Elder Li Chengfeng, as he grunted: “You mean——you are delivering a challenge of letter on behalf of Old Immortal? He wants to challenge a boy?”
Elder Chengfeng was not as old as Old immortal, his face naturally was not as thick-skinned as Old immortal.
When Lu Xingkong questioned him like that, his eyes flickered with shame, but soon he regained his calm.
He had long known that he would provoke such an inquiry, and fortunately had long been prepared in his mind, responded in a loud voice: “Second in literature, second in martial arts. How can strength be judged on age? If this is the case, there are countless people older than Lord Lu but is everyone more powerful than Lord Lu? I don't think so?”
“Besides, Li Muyang is just a child, but also a real young genius. Without entering the realms of cultivation, he was already able to kill the Cui family's Cui Zhaoren, then admitted to Starry Sky Academy, and then defeated our Master of the Still water sword school when he returned to Tiandu——Even our Sword G.o.d of West Wind had suffered a great loss in his hand. Is a young genius like him easy to find in the entire divine continent? Our Old immortal is itching to test his strength. He wants to promote the younger generation, to cultivate more talents for Tiandu. He just wants to see whether this youngster really has his positive qualities. If he could personally give him some advice, wouldn't that be great, Lord Lu?”
Lu Xingkong sneered, “The child of our Lu family, whether he is successful and a failure, that is the affairs of the Lu family. What does it have to do with your Still water sword school?”
“Besides, are you really here for the purpose of promoting cultivating talents? Last time Master Mu Yubai's attack failed, an inescapable net was set up and countless elites of Still water were sent out, but in the end was defeated by a youngster. Still water sword school's reputation has reached rock bottom and has lost face, so Old immortal has to come out to tidy up the matter? This kind of shameless thing, only your Still water sword school can do something like that. I really cannot understand. How did the prestige of your Still water sword school come about and your thousands of years of foundation?”
“Lord Lu, be careful of what you say——”
“Careful?” Lu Xingkong interrupted Elder Chengfeng, looked him mockingly and sneered, “You guys were not afraid of dong such shameless things, but you're telling me be careful with my words? Look around, look at the whole city, do you know how many people are laughing at you now behind the doors? An old fool who had not been seen for years, because his son was defeated by the person he wanted to kill, he without a sense of shame sends a letter of challenge to that child——”
Lu Xingkong loftily ran his eyes across the hundreds of white robe swordsmen on both sides of the Lu family's door, raised his voice to ask, “This is the Still water sword school which the people of Tiandu depend on for protection? This is what the world calls the righteousness and bravery of Still water sword school? This is the Still water sword school that countless youngster could not wait to join? People have bones, swords have spirits, are you worthy of the sword in your hand? Or do you have no bones in you, or is there no spiritual aura in the sword in your hand>”
Lu Xingkong 'spat' out with no regards to his image and burst into a wild laughter: “Bulls.h.i.+t swordsmen, with your conduct and deeds you want to become the swordsmen respected by the world? You guys are nothing but a group of killers. Ever since your Master Mu Yubai and Baile Changhe have attempted to kill on the middle of the street, your Still water sword school has become an a.s.sa.s.sin guild—the worst a.s.sa.s.sin guild. You failed after taking someone's money.”
“Lu Xingkong, you dare——”
“Don't talk nonsense——”
“Today you must be killed——”
Lu Xingkong not only pointed to his nose and humiliated this, his words were so unpleasant to the ear——and so accurate. It literally felt as though he had plunged a sharp blade to the position of his heart and repeatedly stabbed him.
It was not a matter of whether one was bleeding or dying anymore.
He was trying to kick the Still water sword school into a quagmire and down to the 18 levels of h.e.l.l.
The white-robed swordsman reddened with rage.
They cursed, and one after another itching to rush up and chop Lu Xingkong to pieces.
No, minced flesh.
“Look at you, look at you——” Lu Xingkong pointed to the cursing swordsmen and grunted: “Even cursing you don't dare to curse fully, are you not a man? I, Lu Xingkong, is from a military background. There are countless brave and proud soldiers under my command, they are absolutely not like you——”
Lu Xingkong's body suddenly stood tall and upright like a spear, with the gaze of an eagle and the body of a tiger, his eyes ran across Elder Chengfeng, Stone gentleman s.h.i.+ Tao and the hundreds of white robed swordsmen behind with a fearless and provocative stare.
“I'm scolding you, I'm insulting you, what are you going to do?”
His voice was icy cold, fierce, and murderous. “I, Lu Xingkong, is standing here, standing here looking at you. Whoever dares to draw his sword, I will kill them.”
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