Spiritual And Martial Conqueror Chapter 127

Chapter 127 - Rescue

Leaving the mountain range, Lu Shaowu looked behind him at the endless mountain forest. He let Xiaolong into his sleeves with a sigh.

Walking into the city, he found that it was similar to Green Cloud Town. The streets were filled with people coming and going, bustling with noise and excitement. With a single glance, he could tell that the decorations here were all different.

There were shops on both sides of the street, and there were quite a number of people lining up on the streets, selling various items. There were martial pract.i.tioners selling medicinal herbs, weapons, and even ordinary people buying some small gadgets.

It seemed that Lu Xintong rarely came to these places. He was so excited and dazzled by what he saw that he was looking at some novel things.

Lu Shaoyu entered a restaurant with many customers. He found a quiet table and called for the waiter. He asked, "Caitong, what do you want to eat?"

Lu Xintong was so excited that he ordered quite a few dishes in a row. He smiled happily and was curious about everything.

It was as if he was living his childhood. His childhood without anyone to rely on absolutely could not be allowed to experience it once. In the future, he would take good care of her and give her a warm and happy childhood.

After the waiter served the food, Lu Xintong unceremoniously began to eat, his mouth full of spattered oil.

After finis.h.i.+ng the meal, Tian Shu snorted indifferently and then exchanged glances with Tian Xuan and Bai Jingtang. Everyone revealed a smile as streams of light flew out from the storage ring in their hands.

Leaving the tavern, Lu Shaowu wanted to find out more about the Fog Mountain Mercenary Group and head back to the Fog Capital as soon as possible. As for Lu Xintong, she could only bring her to the Fog Capital and see if she could bring her back to the Cloudy Sun Sect.

Once again walking onto the busy street, Lu Shaoyu looked around and casually walked to a wide street. It should be a main street, and if there was a mercenary group going to the Misty Capital Mountain Range, there should be news.

Most of the people on the streets were dressed in the attire of a martial artist. With their average strength, there were very few martial arts masters. As for the Spirit Masters, Lu Shaoyu had yet to find any.

In fact, this place wasn't very big. It was just a small place that was connected to the Misty Capital Mountain Range. At most, it would be the edge of the Ancient Regions.

Half an hour later, Lu Shaoyu found a piece of bad news. There were only two mercenary groups heading towards the Misty Capital, one of them had just left for the Misty Capital yesterday, and another one had just returned. Of the hundred people in the Mercenary Group, most of them had already died in the depths of the Misty Capital Mountains.

Thus, there were no mercenary groups heading to the mountain range, and the other mercenary groups didn't dare go to the Misty Capital. It would be far too dangerous.

"There's something interesting up ahead."

The people on the street began to clamor, and immediately, quite a few people began to move forward to watch.

Lu Shaoyu glanced at it, but didn't plan on watching. He didn't want to attract any trouble.

"Your Raksha Sect is too overbearing. Our Flying Spirit Sect is not someone to be trifled with." A loud shout sounded out from the group of people that surrounded them.

"What the h.e.l.l is the Flying Spirit Sect? Quickly kneel down, or else you won't stand a chance."

"Zephyr Guild." Initially, Lu Shaowu didn't want to watch the commotion, but the words' Zephyr Guild 'caught his attention. He frowned slightly. Wasn't Lu Xintong's father the leader of the Zephyr Guild?

"Big brother, it's senior brother Zhang Mingtao." Lu Xintong immediately pulled Lu Shaoyu's hand and said.

Along the way, Lu Xintong told Lu Shaoyu about the Zephyr Guild. Lu Xintong's father, Lu Qing, had two disciples, one named Zhang Mingtao and the other named Zhong Yunzhou. Zhong Yunzhou was escorting Lu Xintong and Granny Blue into the Misty Mountain Range.

Lu Shaoyu hesitated for a moment, then pulled Lu Quyuan along and walked forward. He planned to take a look first.

In the middle of the street, there were three youths, two of whom seemed to be wearing yellow robes. Judging from the aura released from their bodies, one had the strength of a seventh layer warrior and the other had the strength of a fourth layer warrior.

The other young man was twenty-one to twenty-two years old, with short hair and big eyes, and a gaze filled with spirit. However, he wore a coa.r.s.e cloth robe, and appeared to be in dire straits; his cultivation level was also that of a fourth tier Warrior. With great difficulty, Lu Shao You finally managed to enter the crowd and sized up the three of them, and was able to deduce that the young man with short hair and big eyes was Zhang Mingtao.

"Big brother, it's senior brother Zhang Mingtao." Lu Xintong said.

"Shh..." Lu Shaoyu gave his a meaningful glance. It was better to take a look first. Judging from the ident.i.ties of the two people who were chasing after his, it was likely that the Flying Spirit Sect wasn't as simple as they seemed.

"It's the Zephyr Guild that has offended the Raksha Sect. This is going to be interesting."

"How can the Flying Spirit Sect be compared with the Rakshasi Sect? The strength of the Rakshasi Sect is much stronger than the Rakshasi Sect."

"Of course. The people of the Flying Spirit Sect have always been afraid to let out even one fart. They deserve to be bullied."

"Then what do we do? The Zephyr Guild is so strong, what are we going to do with them?"

As the people around him began to discuss in hushed tones, Lu Shaoyu frowned. From this, he was able to deduce the general situation of the Zephyr Guild. It seemed that the strength of the Zephyr Guild was lower than he had imagined.

"What do you two want from me? I accidentally b.u.mped into you two. If you want an apology, then so do I. Even if the rabbit is anxious, it will bite you two." Zhang Mingtao looked at the two young men in front of him as he spoke.

"What a joke. You b.u.mped into us, so we'll consider this an apology. Hand over the 10 gold coins and then kneel down and admit your mistake. Otherwise, I'll make you suffer." A fourth layer warrior on the left side of the two youths from the Raksha Gate said in a cold voice.

"You guys are bullying me too much, what right do I have to kneel down for?" Zhang Mingtao said.

"Why? Based on our strength, we are stronger than you." Before the young man of the seventh layer could finish his sentence, the true energy beneath his feet vibrated and he arrogantly sent a kick towards Zhang Mingtao.

Zhang Mingtao immediately retreated backwards as he sent out a palm attack to counter the incoming attack.

"Bang …"

As the two forces. .h.i.t each other, a sonic boom could be heard. Zhang Mingtao was not as strong as his opponent, who was a Seventh Layer Warrior. His body was sent flying several meters away from the impact before falling to the ground.

"Kneel down and admit your mistake. Now it's twenty gold coins. Otherwise, I'll kill you and see what your Flying Spirit Sect dares to do." The young warrior of the Rakshasi Sect shouted coldly with an arrogant look in his eyes.

"I'll kill you." Zhang Mingtao stood up and threw out a blue palm print. His zhen qi was dispersed and a whistling sound of wind was heard in the air.

"Chen-rank Martial Skill." Lu Shaoyu frowned again. What Zhang Mingtao had displayed was only a Chench-tier Martial Skill. It should be a Chench-tier Martial Skill.

"Bang …"

The Rakshasi Clan's Seven Layered Warriors once again took action. A palm print directly collided with Zhang Mingtao's palm, causing a sonic boom. Zhang Mingtao's body was sent flying backwards and he coughed out a mouthful of blood.

"Brat, you are courting death." The fourth layer warrior of Raksha Clan, who had been standing aside all this time, let out a cold shout. Then, he stepped forward and fiercely swung his long sword towards Zhang Mingtao.

"Big brother, save senior brother Zhang Mingtao. Quickly save him!" Lu Xintong asked anxiously.

Lu Shaoyu hesitated for a moment, but then true energy flashed under his feet and he instantly leaped up.

Zhang Mingtao's eyes were filled with shock as he spat out another mouthful of blood. The surrounding people also sighed. The man from the Zephyr Guild was dead for sure. It was normal for a few people to die here every day.

In particular, this Rakshasi Sect was quite powerful in this area. Therefore, everyone around tried their best not to provoke them. At this moment, no one was interfering and they only wanted to watch the show.

"Only a Martial Disciple, and he's so arrogant." At this moment, a voice sounded. Before the voice had even faded, a finger mark cut through the air and shot towards the fourth realm warrior like a bolt of lightning.

"Who dares to touch my Rakshasi Sect's men?" The expression on the face of the four warriors from the Rakshasi Clan changed drastically. Sensing that the opponent was much stronger than him, the long sword in their hands immediately changed direction and blocked that finger mark.

"Dang …" In a flash of lightning, the finger mark landed on the sword blade, igniting a flash of lightning. But at this time, the second finger mark cut through s.p.a.ce and instantly landed between the eyebrows of the unprepared four warriors.

"Bam!"

The pupils of the four warriors from the Rakshasi Sect dilated, and they fell to the ground with a loud thump. There was a b.l.o.o.d.y hole between their eyebrows, and fresh blood flowed out from it along with their brains.

"Who are you? How dare you interfere with our Luo Sha Gate's business?" The rest of the 7-dan warriors stared at Lu Shaoyu in shock.

"Only after taking out the storage ring, Tianxuan and Bai Jingtang exchanged glances with Shen Mo. Everyone was smiling as streams of light also flew out from the storage ring in their hands.

"Just you wait, our Luosha Sect will not let you off." The young man stared at Lu Shaoyu, said a few words of support, and left in a panic.

"Thank you, master..." Zhang Mingtao stood up and saluted with respect towards Lu Shaoyu's back. Lu Shaowu turned his head and saw that Lu Shaoyu was a few years younger than him. He was surprised. Lu Shaowu was so much stronger than him.