Asura Continent

Deng Jing and the others also felt that Wang Liquan was going a bit overboard. This was simply the behavior of a villain, and only a small person would take the opportunity to jeer at him.

"Wang Liqun, how could you do this?" Deng Jing was the first to lose her composure. With a flash, she landed in the yard.

Fang Xuande and the rest did not say a word. They were all waiting to see what Deng Jing would do with this matter.

"Martial Aunt Deng, why can't I be like this? Martial Aunt Li has already lost her cultivation so with Lu Yang's character, she will definitely be killed. I brought her here to save her. I'm doing this for her own good, why don't you guys understand?" Although Wang Liji said this, he secretly transmitted to Lu Yang, "Uncle Lu, I've liked this girl for a long time. Just let me have her!"

Lu Yang snorted coldly. He did not agree, nor did he oppose it.

Li Qiao Ru looked at Deng Jing indifferently and said, "I don't need you to stand up for me. I will kill this brat now." After he finished speaking, he was about to form a hand seal.

However, after she cast the incantation, she was unable to raise the spiritual force in her body. It was only then that Li Qiurou discovered that her cultivation had been completely destroyed.

"Martial Aunt Li, you really don't want to be with me?" Wang Liquan walked step by step towards Li Qiao Ru. The way he looked at Li Qiao Ru was as if he was looking at his own woman.

Li Qiao Ru's body shuddered as she said in fear, "Don't come near me, don't come …"

"You must think this through. If you don't give it to me, you will die here today." "If you die, there's nothing left."

"I, I, I …" Li Qiao Ru wanted to say, "Even if I die, I won't be with you." But when she thought of death, she swallowed her words back down her throat.

Seeing that there was hope, Wang Liqun continued to say, "That's right. If you follow me, I will treat you better than Sun Wenhao."

Li Qiao Ru fell silent. After a moment, she sighed and gritted her teeth as she said, "Fine, I'll go with you. But I must promise you one thing. Let Lu Yang erase my memories."

"Ga!" Wang Li Qun was stunned. He looked at Li Qiao Ru in shock and said, "You want me to order Lu Yang and even let him erase your memories?"

"Why? If you don't agree, I won't be with you even if I die." Li Qiao Ru was an intelligent person. He could tell that Wang Li Qun was sincere towards him with a single glance.

Wang Liquan hesitated, he was silent for a while, then sent a sound transmission to Lu Yang, "Master Lu, please help me this time! "From now on, I'll do anything you want me to do."

Lu Yang's eyes flashed as he strode in front of Li Qiurou and said: "Are you sure you want me to erase your memories?"

"You don't dare?" Li Qiao Ru curled her lips and said with disdain, "If you don't dare, then just pretend that I didn't say anything."

Lu Yang was smart, how could he not see through Li Qiao Ru's thoughts? He nodded and said: "Alright, then I'll help you erase your memories." As he spoke, he placed his head on Li Qiao Ru's head.

In the next moment, Li Qiurou's body trembled and a powerful spiritual sense was released in an attempt to devour Lu Yang's soul.

Lu Yang had long seen through her heart of possession, but Li Qiurou's cultivation level was too low, she couldn't devour his memories.

After three breaths of time, the power of the cultivator on Li Qiao Ru's body disappeared and her eyes became cloudy. She opened her eyes and asked, "Who am I? Where is this place?"

"You are my Immortal companion, and I am your husband." Wang Liqun was overjoyed as he glanced at Lu Yang, indicating if he could bring Li Qiurou away.

Lu Yang took out a few Spirit Formation Pills from his storage pouch and handed them over to him. "As long as you help my people, I won't treat them unfairly."

Wang Liquan put away the pills and thanked him profusely. Then, he grabbed Li Qiurou and quickly left the courtyard.

Wang Wu and Wang Liu also cupped their fists towards Lu Yang and quickly followed their master out of the courtyard.

For a time, the only ones left in the room were the dying Sun Wenhao and the other Core Formation powerhouses.

Lu Yang looked at Lu Fengchen, then turned to Deng Jing and the others and asked, "He's the next one to die, do you guys want to stand up for him?"

The crowd was silent. With a raise of his hand, Lu Yang's cultivation could be abolished, and her memories erased. They were not Lu Yang's match at all.

Deng Jing really wanted to stop him, but when she thought of what Lu Fengchen did all those years ago, she turned her head to the side.

Fang Xuande and the rest would never stand up for Lu Fengchen. They did not want to offend Lu Yang, nor did they want to die here.

Lu Fengchen's face turned ugly. He struggled to get rid of the two girls who were supporting him, and asked everyone, "We are all disciples of the same sect, are you really going to save us?"

"Junior brother Lu, we are not trying to remedy this situation. We are trying to court our own deaths." Fang Xuande voiced out his thoughts.

"Haha!" So you guys are afraid of death as well. " After Lu Fengchen laughed out loud three times, he mocked, "There are so many of you, yet you're afraid of Lu Yang alone. If word of this gets out, where will your face go?"

"Do you want face or your life?" Fang Xuande retorted, "Do you think I'm an idiot?"

Hearing this, Lu Fengchen became furious. Anger struck his heart, and he spat out another mouthful of blood, "You, all of you just wait for me …"

As he spoke, Lu Fengchen suddenly slapped the storage bag on his waist, took out a jade pendant and crushed it.

The jade pendant released a powerful energy. This energy gathered together as soon as it appeared, and then turned into a stream of light that tore through the sky. From the direction of its flight, it should be flying towards the back mountain of the Nine Mystical Sect. One had to know that the back mountains of the Nine Mystical Sect were places where powerhouses could cultivate. The further one went, the higher their cultivation.

Seeing that Lu Yang did not intervene to stop him, Lu Fengchen laughed out loud: "Lu Yang, even if you kill me, I will die with my eyes closed, because I know that you will accompany me in a while."

"Accompany you?" Lu Yang did not answer him but used his Spiritual Sense to follow the streak of light. When he was sure where it was going, he coldly snorted and said, "Since you are so confident, I will send you down to the underworld again later …"

"I'm not looking down on you. Are you going to kill me later?" Lu Fengchen said with complete confidence. What he said was to force Lu Yang to not intervene.

"If I can't kill you, then why do I have to wait with you?" Lu Yang wanted Lu Fengchen to see hope before killing him. This was the same as killing Sun Wenhao.

Hearing this, Lu Fengchen's heart skipped a beat. He had the nagging feeling that the other party was too confident, but when he thought of the cultivator that would come later, he did not put Lu Yang in his eyes. Lü Fengchen coldly snorted, looked towards the north and waited. After about ten breaths, a magnificent figure appeared in the sky, instantly arriving in front of everyone.

That speed was too fast, to the point that before Lu Yang could clearly see the flying path, he had already appeared ten feet away.

In the next moment, the aura dissipated into the form of an old man.

The old man looked to be in his seventies. He had a head of white hair and a beard that was an inch long. He was wearing a gray daoist robe and looked very ordinary. Suddenly, he looked like an honorary disciple. However, the aura emanating from his body was extremely powerful. As long as he was in the Core Formation stage, anyone could sense his cultivation base, which was at the great circle of the late Nascent Soul stage.

The moment this person appeared, Deng Jing and the rest were stunned. They immediately clasped their hands and said, "Disciple greets Ancestor …"

That's right, this person was the ancestor of the Nine Mystical Sect, one of the few Nascent Soul stage cultivators in the sect.

Lu Fengchen only cupped his fists and bowed, not bowing down. He said in pain, "Ancestor, please save disciple! The traitor Lu Yang of the Liu He Sect wants to kill his disciple … "

"A traitor of the Six Paths Sect?" Xu Liguo's brows twitched as he glanced at Lu Yang and said, "He's the one who survived the annihilation of the Liu He Sect all those years ago."

"It's him. My grandson is already seriously injured to the point of death. Ancestor, please save my grandson!" Lu Fengchen pointed at Sun Wenhao, who was not far away. Sun Wenhao was already at his last breath.

Xu Liguo only used his divine sense to scan the area, then he shook his head and said, "I can't save him, I can't save him. His injuries are too severe, and his soul is on the verge of collapse. With my cultivation, I can't save him …"

"Can't save him?" Lu Fengchen didn't care about Sun Wenhao's death. He only used this as an excuse, "Ancestor, my grandson is already dead, what meaning is there in me living?"

"You're wrong. How can a cultivator be so easy to deal with?" Xu Liguo glared at him and said in a stern voice, "Cultivators must die standing, they cannot live on."

"Ancestor taught me a lesson, but Lu Yang wanted to kill his disciple. I was no match for him." Lu Fengchen said.

"Don't worry, in front of me, he won't dare to kill me, a disciple of the Nine Mystical Sect." Xu Liguo was obviously very protective of his own. He looked towards Lu Yang and questioned, "Why did you come to the Nine Mystical Sect to kill people?"

"There's always a reason behind all these grievances and debts. Why don't I go to another sect to kill someone?" Lu Yang fearlessly looked at the other party, his voice neither servile nor overbearing.

"You're the first early stage Core Formation cultivator to dare to use such a tone to talk to me." Xu Liguo stroked his beard as he changed the topic. "Even if you have the guts to hit me again, you will definitely die here after killing my Nine Mystical Sect members." As he spoke, he prepared to cast a spell.

Lu Fengchen was overjoyed, signalling two female disciples to help him walk to the side. His complacent look seemed to have already confirmed that Lu Yang was dead for sure.

"Ha ha!" Lu Yang suddenly laughed out loud. No one knew what he was laughing about with those sharp eyes of his.

Xu Liguo's hand that was using magic stopped, his brows knitted, and he subconsciously asked: "What are you thinking?"

"I, the Patriarch of the Nine Mystical Sect, am laughable. I only allow disciples of the Nine Mystical Sect to kill, and others cannot kill them?" A cold light flashed across Lu Yang's eyes as he prepared for battle.

Xu Liguo cared a lot about face. Seeing that Lu Yang did not put him in his eyes, he angrily said, "I don't care how they kill you, but anyone who kills within my sect will die."

"Today, not only will I have to kill him, I will kill him right in front of your eyes. Are you really going to stop me?" Lu Yang let out a cold snort and raised the Berserker Blade in his hand.

Xu Li was amused. In his eyes, Lu Yang was just an ant that could be crushed with a move of his fingers. He laughed loudly: "I want to see how you'll kill me!"

Although Lü Fengchen didn't say anything, he looked at Lu Yang with disdain. His eyes clearly said: "Brat, don't speak big words. If you have the guts, why don't you kill me?"

Lu Yang's brows twitched, he suddenly raised his right hand and waved Blood Drinking Berserk Blade towards Lu Fengchen.

As the long blade descended, the sword qi filled the sky. Like a blood-red arc of light, it rushed towards Lu Fengchen at an extremely fast speed, and arrived in front of him in an instant.

This time, he felt the aura of death and said in fear, "Ancestor, save me …"