407 I Am Not Hungry Anymore (1/2)

Blood Mark Divine Spear was A Ye's strongest killer move. Its might was unmatched, and in a single strike, it could defeat a regiment of gold clad celestial army of Golden City.

Of course, its price was also expensive. Each use consumed one blood mark, and the value of blood mark needed not be said anymore. By using this Blood Mark Divine Spear, it meant that the situation in A Ye's residence had been very unfavorable.

The outside of this residence was covered a with magic spell that isolated the residence from its surrounding. Thus for a long time, the whole city had no reaction at all to this. When Wang Lu landed in the courtyard, he found out that the situation was worse than expected.

A Ye's exquisite small residence was covered with broken tiles and cracked walls. Traces of spells wreaking havoc the place were scattered all over the house. Ten Shengjing Sect cultivators were unconscious in the courtyard. There were less than ten people spread out, struggling to keep on standing, but they were basically spent force. Only a handful of people could really maintain their combat power. The entire team was basically almost paralyzed.

However, the situation of Shengjing Sect's opponent was way worse. Zhou Mumu's face was pale, half kneeling on the ground. Her Diamond Ring was mottled with bloodstain. Although she had no life-threatening injury, she no longer had the strength to fight. Zhan Ziye still had his thunder body, but the flickering rays of light were already dimmed, clearly he could only use it once or twice. Only A Ye who stood at the center still maintained his peak condition. Murderous aura covered his entire body as he held his Blood Mark Divine Spear. No one dared to go close within the radius of three feet from him. However, looking at his terrible wounds, his state would not last long, and it could be said that the Blood Mark Divine Spear was only a deterrent.

In fact, A Ye simply did not have the strength to fully release the power of Blood Mark Divine Spear. At this time, this Blood Mark Divine Spear was indeed only used by him as a deterrent.

And then, there were two whose condition was the worst.

Holy Leaf Shaman was down in a pool of blood, an astonishing wound nearly severed her waist. Luckily, Zhan Ziye was by her side, doing his utmost to squeeze out the little bit magical power left in him to stabilize her injury. However, the situation was still far from optimistic.

The master of Grey Mountain had fallen into a desperate situation. The young woman was in one of the courtyard corners, behind a pile of building debris. In front of her was the heavy shield. Grasping the shield, the young woman's look was serious and focused. However, this stance was completely helpless to improve her situation—around her were five Shengjing Sect people, although three of which were injured, but anyone of them could perhaps deal with her. Not to mention among them there was one with huge stature and extraordinary clothing, which quite likely was the leader of this group.

When Wang Lu arrived, this scene that greeted him seemed like an aftermath.

And before he could think of anything, one person in the courtyard sneered, which was the person with a huge stature as big as an ox.

”Wang Lu, you finally came?”

”Oh, Jianglu?” Upon hearing his voice, Wang Lu immediately recognized his identity. When they clashed in the Ancient Sword Tomb, Power King Jianglu had left a deep impression on Wang Lu. As the inner court disciple of Shengjing Sect, he led the team to suppress everyone, even the lead disciple of Kunlun Sect Zhou Mumu. Although the fact that Zhou Mumu was not good at fighting was one of the contributing factors to this, Jianglu's powerful strength was also evident.

After being separated for a long time, considering their unfinished clash in the Ancient Sword Tomb, right now Jianglu should be very eager to pick a fight against Wang Lu. However, at this time, Jianglu apparently didn't intend to clash head on with Wang Lu. When Wang Lu appeared, he talked to Wang Lu while secretly making a gesture to his companion.

Kill the woman Lan, at all cost.

And Wang Lu also noticed his intention while Jianglu issued his instruction.

Although Wang Lu didn't know why Jianglu was bent on taking care of the master who had already lost her Grey Mountain, since that was the intention of the enemy, Wang Lu naturally must oppose it. Thus, he immediately flew with his flying sword, trying to bypass Shengjing Sect people to arrive at Lan's side. However, how could Jianglu let him have his wish? That huge stature was like a firm barrier, blocking Wang Lu's path one step ahead.

Wang Lu's Non-Phase Sword was good at defense, but not at breaking through. Thus, Wang Lu slightly changed his flight path. But Wang Lu found out that Jianglu intercepted him, thus he was unable to bypass him. Immediately, Wang Lu launched his Non-Phase Sword, trying to use Nameless Sword's rebound shock to rid of Jianglu. However, when the Sword of Mount Kun touched Jianglu's body, that spot seemed to turn into an absolutely empty space, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

When he wanted to go forward, he found out that there was a stretchy and viscous network, but when he wanted to use the rebound shock, he found out that the resistance vanished without a trace.

After not seeing each other for a long time, it appeared that not only Wang Lu had made a progression. Previously, Jianglu relied on brute force to win, but now his mastery of power was already nuance. And when they crossed sword this time, relying on this power mastery, he did not fall into a disadvantaged position!

However, this only happened in a split second. Upon seeing that the pure impact was invalid, Wang Lu immediately changed his sword momentum. The fierce Non-Phase Sword became soft and ethereal, and the sword momentum was also uncertain. And facing such an impact, it would be a fantasy for Jianglu to counter it.

However, this delay was enough for Jianglu.

”Goodbye, Spirit Sword's lead disciple.”

With a faint smile, Jianglu greeted Wang Lu's sword with open palm.

Wang Lu was inwardly surprised—is this guy looking for death? It was true that Jianglu's strength was almost unmatched among his peers, but he had no chance to win a direct clash with the Non-Phase Sword.

Or, does he have the confidence to deal with me before the collision?