Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 327 The True and False Lu Wensheng (2)

"We were together originally, and only Yangming met us halfway. He also saw Ye Yingzhou and the others. However, when Yangming heard that you were here, he became a little worried, so he came with us." Gu Jinzhi felt that everyone's attitude was weird.

Unlike him who was heartless, Cheng Yang, Xiao Mo, Fang Xiaoliang and Nan Xing all noticed something strange and wondered if Wu Feipeng and the others had encountered something. They cast their eyes on Lu Wensheng and began to wonder if there was anything wrong with him.

Lu Wensheng's expression did not change: "It is a good thing to be cautious. If you have any doubts, you can ask me."

"Brother Lu." Duan Jiashu suddenly spoke, with a hint of tentativeness in his tone, "I haven't finished my homework for the past few days. I have been busy these days. Can you forgive me a little?"

Lu Wensheng chuckled upon hearing this, his tone still gentle: "Homework is the foundation of cultivation, you can't slack off. I checked your homework myself, but there are reasons for everything. Just write as much as you can, but--"

He paused and said, "Don't fool me. If the content is shoddy, I will not only punish you, but also deduct points."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the disciples in the Discipline Hall turned their eyes to "Lu Wensheng", their eyes full of vigilance and suspicion.

Gu Jinzhi, who was originally arguing with someone close to him, suddenly stopped talking, and was surprised to find that the spiritual energy around him was condensing into fine sword intent. Looking at Lu Wensheng who was inexplicably surrounded, there was still a bit of confusion on his face.

Duan Jiashu's expression suddenly changed, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. He slowly took a step back and said in a low voice: "You are not Senior Brother Lu." This is also a fake.

Wu Feipeng sneered: "You pretend better than the previous one, but -" He paused, his voice cold, "Mingci never forgets his lessons."

Duan Jiashu is a well-known king of the discipline hall. He and Yu He are both well-known as the "ancient Greek god in charge of homework" in the group.

Wu Feipeng's eyes darkened, and his body moved like lightning, holding the sword and rushing forward. With a quick shake of his wrist, the long sword was instantly thrust out, the sword light was like frost, pointing directly at the center of "Lu Wensheng's" eyebrows.

Before the sword arrives, the sword energy has already dissipated like cold clouds, and it is chilling, as if a vast ice field has suddenly descended. The sharp sword energy tears through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

A hint of coldness flashed in "Lu Wensheng's" eyes, and his body suddenly twisted. In the surging black fog, he actually avoided Wu Feipeng's fatal blow.

It raised its hand and the black mist condensed into a sharp blade, slashing towards Wu Feipeng's side.

"It was my mistake." "Lu Wensheng" smiled grimly, with hostility floating in his eyes.

"Don't make such a disgusting expression like this about my senior brother."

Wu Feipeng snorted coldly, turned the sword tip, and the sword light was like a rainbow, colliding with the black mist blade, causing a sharp metallic clanging sound.

At this moment, Qin Xiao took a step forward, and the long sword in his hand came out of the sheath like a dragon's roar. The sword body was wrapped in a sharp airflow, and the cold current and sword light rushed over one after another, merging and falling together.

He leaped into the air, and the shadow he cast made Lu Wensheng's eyes dark. The sword light was like a waterfall, slashing down. Lu Wensheng retreated quickly, and the black mist turned into a barrier, blocking Qin Xiao's sword force, but the barrier was also shattered by the sword energy.

When Zhang Miao saw the opportunity, a cold light flashed in his eyes and the two swords in his hands were unsheathed like lightning.

He was able to enter the Discipline Hall and be assigned to lead the Common People Alliance. Naturally, he was the strongest in the hall. He acted extremely decisively, with swords crossing and sword lights weaving like a weave, instantly blocking the retreat of "Lu Wensheng".

"Captain~ I'm here to help you!"

Zhang Miao's ears moved, his peripheral vision locked onto the other person, and he exchanged glances with Yu Shuoyang.

Yu Shuoyang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, winked and made a face, and his two swords attacked the flank of "Lu Wensheng" like a dragon.

As the two swords danced, the sword lights intertwined into an impenetrable net, trapping "Lu Wensheng" tightly. The sword light was like snow, illuminating the surroundings, as if even the air was cut into pieces.

Yu Shuoyang's two swords danced like the wind, and as the sword lights intersected, it seemed as if countless silver snakes were swimming in the air. His figure was agile and his swords were sharp, which complemented Zhang Miao's stern swordsmanship, forcing "Lu Wensheng" to retreat step by step. The black fog continued to dissipate in the sword light, making a piercing roar.

Qin Xiao's eyes fell on Yu Shuoyang: Is this the independent cultivator that the Cangsheng League recruited into the team? He doesn't look very old, but his strength is comparable to the elite disciples trained by the sect. How come I have never seen him before?

"Lu Wensheng" retreated rapidly, with black mist wrapped around his body like a snake, trying to resist Yu Shuoyang's double sword attack. However, Yu Shuoyang's sword power was continuous, and each sword carried a fierce murderous intent, forcing "Lu Wensheng" to retreat step by step. The black mist was torn apart by the sword light, making a "hissing" sound, as if it was wailing.

"I'll contain it."

Xiao Mo held the guqin horizontally in his hand and plucked the strings lightly with his fingertips. The sound of the guqin poured out like running water, and the sound turned into an invisible sharp blade, attacking the mind of "Lu Wen Sheng". The sound of the guqin was distant, but it contained murderous intent. Every sound was like a sharp sword piercing into the mind, causing "Lu Wen Sheng" to stagnate and his movements to slow down a bit.

A trace of anger flashed in "Lu Wensheng"'s eyes, and the black mist suddenly surged, trying to break free from the restraint of the piano sound.

However, Xiao Mo's piano music became more and more rapid, and as the strings vibrated, sound waves surged in like a tide, suppressing the black fog and preventing it from spreading.

"Lu Wensheng" rushed left and right under the siege of the crowd, trying to find a breakthrough in the swirling black fog.

However, Wu Feipeng's sword was as powerful as a rainbow, Qin Xiao's sword light was like a waterfall, Zhang Miao and Yu Shuoyang's sword blades were like a weave, and Xiao Mo's piano music was like a net, surrounding him on all sides and trapping him tightly like a dragnet.

“Hahahaha, my Phantom Demon Clan is good at disguise. Later on, you may not be able to tell us apart!”

"Lu Wen Sheng" let out a sharp roar in the black fog, and his body suddenly twisted, trying to break through. However, the offensive of the four people was like a dragnet, and the sword light and piano sound intertwined, tearing the black fog into pieces.

In the end, Wu Feipeng's sword pierced through the chest of "Lu Wensheng". Qin Xiao and Zhang Miao cut off its arms with their swords on the left and right. Yu Shuoyang followed up with his two swords and cut it into pieces. Xiao Mo's piano music completely defeated its spirit. When its original form was revealed, brain matter even flowed out of its ears.

Having so many of his own disciples besiege him was a waste of talent in another sense, and the Phantom Demon also died a worthy death.

However, the death was so miserable that it was obvious that the people who took action must have been somewhat annoyed.

Gu Jinzhi swallowed his saliva: "The Yangming who followed us is a fake?!"

Duan Jiashu looked worried: "This is the second one. Before you came, there was already an illusionary demon disguised as Senior Brother Lu."

Xiao Mo frowned: "Generally, the phantom demons we encounter will not disguise themselves as one person more than once. Is Brother Lu being targeted?"

A trace of worry flashed across Wu Feipeng's eyes: "Really, Senior Brother Lu should be here too."