Killing the Master

Close call, close call. Although I could tell this kid wasn't trying to kill me since he was Old Luo's former disciple, I was still taking a risk just now.

But it was a risk that paid off, successfully copying the talent.

Lu Changfeng looked at his status panel. The [Sword Vein] talent had already been copied.

Name: Lu Changfeng

Bone Structure: Grade A Upper, Grade A Mid x3

Talents: High-grade Talent [Swordsman], High-grade Talent [Sword Heart], High-grade Talent [Sword Vein], High-grade Talent [Flying Swallow], High-grade Talent [Fist Martial], High-grade Talent [Blade Supremacy], Low-grade Talent Palm Technique.

Realm: Blood Tempering Sixth Layer

Blood Tempering Cultivation Method: [Mount Le's Wrathful Vajra] Grand Perfection. [Heavenly Body Tempering Blade Technique] Minor Accomplishment.

Martial Arts: [Gale Sword Technique] Grand Perfection, [Blood Burst Steps] Grand Perfection, [Antelope Dodge Method] Grand Perfection, [Falling Leaf Saber Technique] Grand Perfection.

Martial Arts Insights: Fierce Wind Sword Intent (Beginner Sword Intent) (Sword Technique power increased by 65%), Falling Leaf Saber Intent (Beginner Saber Intent) (Saber Technique power increased by 55%).

Copy Interval: 49 days.

He closed the interface.

Lu Changfeng felt a gust of fragrant wind as Wang Yue rushed over and helped him up.

"Worshipper Lu, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

Lu Changfeng replied.

Zhao Xingtian's cultivation was truly unfathomable.

Even though Zhao Xingtian's casual palm strike just now was not small in force.

However, Lu Changfeng was at the Sixth Layer of Blood Tempering, and coupled with the [Heavenly Body Tempering Blade Technique] that further enhanced his physique, he was only pushed back and lost face, not truly injured by that palm.

"The item is in my hand, come and get it." On the other side, Old Luo had already disengaged and drawn his rust-covered long sword.

Zhao Xingtian slowly walked towards Old Luo.

Eight swordsmen surrounded them, their auras revealing that they were all Martial Masters at the Muscle Tendon Realm!

The encirclement of the eight swordsmen also encompassed Lu Changfeng and Wang Yue. Seeing this, Lu Changfeng pulled Wang Yue and they remained still.

"The sect's enforcement team has also been brought for you. It seems you really have become the Young Sect Master." Old Luo pointed his sword at Zhao Xingtian.

Zhao Xingtian spread his hands: "This is what I deserve."

"Luo Xingyun, I originally respected you greatly. You willingly left the sect for the Moon Chasing Lineage."

"However, I never expected you to hide something from me."

"Did Xu Fan give you that thing before he betrayed the sect!"

"The Moon Chasing Sword Seed!"

Old Luo's expression remained unchanged: "I do have this item, but your talent is insufficient. I cannot give you the Moon Chasing Sword Seed."

Zhao Xingtian's expression changed: "Ridiculous, my talent is insufficient? Is your talent sufficient? This belongs to the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. You have already left the sect, you should leave it behind!"

Old Luo glanced towards the direction of the sect's gate, sighed, and shook his head: "If you can defeat me, the item will naturally be yours."

"You said it!"

"Ten years have passed, let me show you my strength!"

Zhao Xingtian slashed his sword towards Old Luo.

A blue sword light detached from the blade, shooting out over ten meters and directly at Old Luo's face!

"Star Shifting Lineage's Starlight Sword Technique?"

"With this sword light, it seems you have already broken through to the Muscle Tendon Grand Perfection realm long ago!"

The rust on Old Luo's hand fell off piece by piece, revealing a long sword emitting a faint spiritual glow.

"Swish!"

Old Luo slashed diagonally upwards, unleashing a deep yellow sword light no less impressive than Zhao Xingtian's!

The two sword lights met in mid-air and exploded.

Even from a distance, Lu Changfeng could feel the strong wind.

Following that were continuous clashes of sword light from the two.

After dozens of sword lights, the master and disciple tacitly closed in at the same time.

Gorgeous close-quarters sword moves were unleashed by the two.

"Starlight Sword Intent!"

Suddenly, Zhao Xingtian shouted, and a faint blue energy enveloped him, doubling the power of his sword moves!

It was already too fast for Lu Changfeng to see clearly.

This was definitely a mid-level or higher Sword Intent! The amplification was terrifying! Lu Changfeng thought.

On the other side, Old Luo's body also trembled. His gaze became unfocused, and a faint yellow energy enveloped him.

It was another Sword Intent of Intermediate grade or higher!

This time, the two fought for over a hundred more exchanges. It was clear that after unleashing Sword Intent, the gap between Zhao Xingtian and Old Luo began to widen.

After a hundred moves, Old Luo's sword struck Zhao Xingtian's body.

Despite his internal energy protecting him, Zhao Xingtian's face turned pale, and he retreated several meters.

Old Luo did not pursue. "You can't even defeat me, whose Bone Structure was destroyed. How can you take the Moon Chasing Sword Seed?"

Zhao Xingtian's face showed resentment. "Why won't you give it to me?"

"Are you going to take the Sword Seed to your grave?"

"Let me tell you the truth. The Xuanyuan Sword Sect now only has the Dou Zhuan and Star Shifting lineages left. The Moon Chasing lineage will cease to exist in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect!"

Unexpectedly, Old Luo had already anticipated this and was unmoved.

Old Luo sheathed his sword and departed in the opposite direction.

Zhao Xingtian gritted his teeth. "Kill him for me!"

Eight Swordsmen heard this and charged towards Old Luo.

After the Swordsmen passed by, Lu Changfeng grabbed Wang Yue and they fled into the distance.

As he ran, Lu Changfeng glanced back out of the corner of his eye.

Fortunately, no one was chasing them.

Old Luo, I truly can't help you. I'm sorry.

Those eight Swordsmen were all Great Martial Masters!

With such strength, how could Lu Changfeng dare to stay any longer!

Sword energy surged from behind, and Old Luo's figure was engulfed by the sword light.

Lu Changfeng, with Wang Yue, hurried along. They finally arrived outside Fengcheng at noon the next day.

Only then did Lu Changfeng breathe a sigh of relief.

Both he and Wang Yue were already covered in dust and grime.

"Worshipper Lu, will my brother be alright at the Xuanyuan Sword Sect?" Wang Yue asked.

Lu Changfeng shook his head. "That should just be an internal conflict between their master and disciple. Perhaps external forces are pushing it, but it shouldn't involve your brother."

"With Wang Shao's talent, if he cultivates diligently at the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, even if he doesn't become a true disciple, becoming an inner disciple should be no problem."

Wang Yue nodded, I hope it's really as Lu Changfeng says.

The two returned to the Wang Manor and parted ways, with Lu Changfeng returning to the Hall of Worship.

Lu Changfeng felt a little unaccustomed to the Hall of Worship without Old Luo, his chess partner.

Because of this, Lu Changfeng also lost a channel to copy Grade A Mid Bone Structure.

Fortunately, after this incident, his relationship with Wang Yue had become much closer.

There had been countless instances of physical contact between them along the way.

The next time they had contact, copying Wang Yue's Bone Structure should be even easier.

"Moon Chasing Sword Seed."

"It sounds very powerful."

"Old Luo, I hope you'll be blessed with good fortune!"

"Disciples with rebellious bones shouldn't be taken in carelessly!!"

But no matter how he thought about it, facing a disciple who had gone mad and killed his master, Old Luo had no chance of survival in that situation.

Perhaps Old Luo had returned to the sect with the intention of dying this time.

Lu Changfeng took a hot bath and fell into a deep sleep.