Sword Dao Alchemy

In an empty palace, Lu Fengtian was sitting on a stone couch. His cold face with his eyes closed was not rigid, but rather attractive.

The hidden star power fluctuations around his body were slowly moving, giving people a strong and deep feeling, showing his extraordinary strength.

Although he was only at the fifth level, his strength was not inferior to those seventh level masters in the Master Craftsman City.

"Why hasn't my second brother arrived yet? There are no particularly powerful monsters in that place! There won't be any trouble!"

"It's really worrying!"

"Back then! Our ancestor entered the Holy War Ruins and was fortunate to get the heirloom of the weapon-making family! But he didn't find any trace of the Master Craftsman City."

"This time! The Master Craftsman City finally appeared, and that iron hammer is too important. After all, it is the heirloom of the first weapon-making family in the Master Craftsman City!"

"It seems that I have a great chance to get the treasures of the Master Craftsman City, or even find the legendary Holy War Order!"

"I will become the king of the Holy War Ruins!"

Suddenly, his eyes opened sharply, and two cold eyes shot out like lightning.

"What! My second brother was killed!"

Lu Fengtian raised his wrist, and there was a red line surging on it.

This is a secret technique unique to his Lu family, which can sense the traces of enemies who killed their relatives within a certain range.

"The murderer has entered Mingjiang City! And he is heading towards the city center."

"Dare to kill my second brother! No matter who you are, I will make you pay the price."

Lu Fengtian was furious and was about to seek revenge.

He just took half a step, but he took it back and then sat down again.

"Be careful! Why am I impulsive again?"

Lu Fengtian was somewhat annoyed, took a deep breath, and calmed down his emotions.

"The person who followed my second brother was also a first-class master in Mingjiang City, but he still failed to save my second brother."

"What does this mean?"

"Either the opponent is too strong, or his power is too great."

"There is no good result in fighting with such a person."

"But! I can not avenge my second brother's death, but I can't give up that iron hammer!"

"It's just that I can't understand their details now!"

Lu Fengtian was a little distressed.

At this moment, someone outside came to report that someone was coming at the city gate.

"Ask him in!"

Soon, the guy coming from the city gate came in, kneeling on the ground respectfully and said: "Brother Lu! Someone broke into the city gate without paying the fee!"

"What?" Lu Fengtian was furious. Why did these troubles happen one after another? It was a slap in the face of his Brother Lu Association. Brother Lu Association would not be able to stay in Mingjiang City.

The number of sword-casting stones and weapons used to open the Sword Burial Land is related to the distribution of benefits. He knew this very well.

So, the charges at the city gate cannot be relaxed. It is an important source.

"Who are they?"

"To answer Brother Lu, there are three people, two men and one woman, and their realms are not too high. The strongest is only the fifth level."

"Is that so! Good! I will send someone to you, and you can take them to chase and kill them!"

"Thank you, Brother Lu! I will definitely do a good job. We are keeping an eye on them. They are heading towards the center of the city."

"Wait!"

Lu Fengtian was startled. Just when the enemy entered Mingjiang City, someone came to report the situation of the disturbance, and they went in the same direction. Are they on the same path?

"It seems like I need to go out in person! I must get that hammer back!"

"No! It's still not right! They may not know the real function of the hammer, and it's possible that they haven't got it yet. It's just that an accident happened somewhere else that led to my second brother's death. My second brother! He has never been stable, and he may have offended some powerful people."

"So, I'd better test their strengths before making plans!"

When Lu Fengtian thought of this, he shouted to the outside of the hall: "Please let the four brave generals come in!"

Soon, four guys came in from outside. They were all powerful men of the seventh heaven. They were not young either. Obviously, they were trained by the Lu family and specially prepared for the holy war ruins.

"Four brave generals Lu Bu (Feng, Hao, Huai) meet the president!"

"You four, follow him and kill the three people who don't take my brother Lu seriously!"

"Yes!"

The four brave generals responded and followed the guy who reported the news.

Afterwards, an old man of the seventh heaven appeared beside Lu Fengtian, who looked very wise.

"President, are you going to see it in person?"

"Yes! Come with me, we'll take a look secretly to see what's so great about them."

The two disappeared in the hall in a blink of an eye.

.......

When Lin Yun and the other two were about to reach the center of the city, someone suddenly rushed out from the street on one side, and was being chased by someone behind him.

"Damn it! Just a few trash, and they dared to snatch things from the people of my Holy Sword Sect. They are really tired of living!"

"Kill them and let them know the majesty of my Holy Sword Sect!"

.......

"Holy Sword Sect!" Lin Yun and others remembered that the toll entrance of Brother Lu's Association was next to the city gate, which belonged to the Holy Sword Sect, and was obviously one of the four major forces in the city.

"Brother Yun! The people being chased seem to be from my Heavenly Sword Sect!" Su Xiaoyu suddenly screamed.

Although those guys were ragged and unkempt, Su Xiaoyu still recognized someone.

It was the unlucky guys who entered from the No. 3 entrance. Now there are only eight people left.

"From the Tianjian Sect?"

Lin Yun hesitated. These people from the Tianjian Sect did not have a very good impression on him.

"Maybe they are different. The ones who are with us are really bad."

"Ha! No matter what, let's save them! They all came from the same sect." Lin Yun said with a smile.

"Brother Ying! Let's help!"

"Okay! I like fighting the most. I've been watching you fight and my hands are itching!"

The three of them rushed over like wolves and tigers.

"Dare to bully the people of my Tianjian Sect! You really deserve to die!"

Lin Yun, Su Xiaoyu, and Ying Long suddenly rushed out, and the guys who were chasing them were killed and injured in a blink of an eye.

The others saw that Lin Yun and his men were coming fiercely, so they turned around and fled.

While running, they shouted: "Dare to offend my Shengjian Sect, you are dead."

But when Lin Yun chased them and killed two more, the other guys shut up and ran faster.

"Damn it! You don't have much ability, but you're still tough! You run faster than a rabbit!"

"Great! I'm just worried that there are not enough people looking for trouble! Come on!"

Lin Yun didn't care.

"Sister Su! Brother Lin! Thank you!" The eight guys who escaped from danger were grateful.

They were all core disciples of the Tianjian Sect, but when they arrived at the Holy War Ruins, there were elite cores of major sects everywhere, so everyone became ordinary.

"No need to thank me! If you don't mind, just follow us! You were assigned four sixth-level masters before, which made us envious!"

"Brother Lin! Don't mention them. They all defected to the Holy Sword Sect and harmed their fellow disciples. They are really nothing!"

"Those people! They are really of poor quality. Don't learn from them!"

"Brother Lin! No, we will follow you and never betray you!"

"Okay! It's good to have this intention! Now, we are going to the central square to challenge the people of Brother Lu. Wait a minute, the Holy Sword Sect may also arrive. Do you dare to go?"

"Dare! Leave Brother Lin! We will only die. Go there and fight them desperately, and there may be a glimmer of hope!"

"That's good! Stand up straight, pick up your weapons, and follow me!"

Lin Yun distributed weapons to them one by one, and led them to the square in a heroic manner.

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