Qingcang Immortal Clan: Starting with Farming to Increase Luck

"Hmph, these heretical and evil cultivators dare to rival the sun and moon."

With a cold snort from Lu Changfeng, the white bone of the mid-Foundation Establishment stage that Lu Changfeng's sword tip was pointing at crumbled inch by inch.

"No!"

Seeing this, Wang Suanpan felt heartbroken and couldn't help but shout for help. His movements were swift, and with a brush at his waist, he gently pointed forward. A white bone phantom silently appeared, the hideous skeleton occupying half of the sky, its mouth wide open, swallowing Lu Changfeng whole.

Even from a great distance, such an attack made Lu Yang and his companions feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar; it was simply too powerful.

But such a fierce attack didn't even earn Lu Changfeng the right to raise his eyes.

Another sword strike came down, lightning flashed in the sky, and it struck the mid-Foundation Establishment stage skeleton directly, shattering it completely.

The sword's momentum remained undiminished, continuing to slash at the skeletal phantom in the air.

Boundless lightning entered the mouth of the skeletal phantom, causing Wang Suanpan's face to turn pale. Immediately afterward, a booming sound rang out.

boom!

The skeletal phantom was directly dyed purple by the lightning, and then it exploded.

The brush in Wang Suanpan's hand also instantly bristled.

"not good!"

Wang Suanpan realized something was wrong and retreated rapidly, crying out, "Help me!"

As Wang Suanpan's voice fell, a figure hurtled straight toward Lu Changfeng.

Lu Changfeng did not sheathe his sword, his remaining power undiminished, and went straight to meet it, a hint of mockery on his lips.

"Those who have been hiding their true intentions have finally decided to show themselves."

boom!

The figure that attacked was sent flying backwards by this sword strike.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a silver-colored corpse!

Beside the corpse, a figure slowly appeared, his expression grim. Looking at Wang Suanpan who had come up behind him, he spat out, "Useless trash."

Upon hearing this word "good-for-nothing," Wang Suanpan looked indignant and wanted to say something, but he held back.

There was nothing I could do. I was seriously injured and my cultivation level was lower than my opponent's. Normally, it would be one thing, but in this situation, I could only endure it.

"Master Xun, hehe, even you've gotten involved. I'm rather curious, what benefits did that Southern Barbarian priest give you that made you all jump out like this?"

Xun Daoren did not answer Lu Changfeng's question, but stared intently at Lu Changfeng. "The name of Sword Immortal Changfeng is indeed well-deserved. You are only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, yet you are able to fight against my Silver Armor Refined Corpse."

Xun Daoren cultivates the Dao of Corpse Refining, and the Silver Armor Corpse is Xun Daoren's powerful tool. The Silver Armor Corpse in his hand is even at the late Foundation Establishment stage.

Although a corpse refiner cannot be compared to a normal late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator and is somewhat weaker, it is still not comparable to a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Xun Daoren originally thought that Lu Changfeng would at least be seriously injured by the attack of the silver-armored corpse, but to his surprise, Lu Changfeng not only withstood the attack but also forced the silver-armored corpse back, while remaining completely unharmed.

No wonder Xun Daoren called Wang Suanpan a piece of trash. Even if Wang Suanpan had held on a little longer, allowing Xun Daoren to find a suitable opportunity to deliver a ruthless blow to Lu Changfeng, he could have directly killed Lu Changfeng.

Now, things have gone wrong; the premature exposure has greatly reduced the benefits.

"I dare not accept the name of the Sword Immortal of the Long Wind, but your reputation as Daoist Xun is well-deserved, as you still enjoy attacking from behind."

"Hmph, all pretense. Lu Changfeng, if you surrender now, I might allow your soul to reincarnate. Otherwise, I'll refine your corpse and soul, making you wish you were dead."

"Haha, I couldn't be happier."

Upon hearing this, Lu Changfeng laughed wildly and slashed down with his sword again. This time, Lu Changfeng's sword momentum increased, making it even more fierce than before.

The sword, crackling with lightning, shattered the corpse energy and bones blocking its path, reaching straight for Xun Daoren's throat.

Looking at Lu Changfeng, who was surrounded by lightning, Xun Daoren was filled with apprehension.

Thunder, being of the purest yang nature, is truly their natural enemy, especially for unorthodox cultivators like them.

Below, Lu Qingwen also relaxed. "The Second Ancestor is a natural-born lightning spirit root, and his lightning sword aura is invincible. Don't be fooled by the fact that the evil cultivator is a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. When facing the Second Ancestor, it is still unknown who will win."

A unique lightning spiritual root!

Lu Yang was thrilled upon hearing this. The Thunder Spirit Root was a spiritual root aptitude second only to the Heavenly Spirit Root. No wonder Lu Changfeng was able to cultivate to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage at such a young age and become a pillar of the Lu family.

Lu Changfeng is also proficient in swordsmanship. As everyone knows, sword cultivators have the ability to fight beyond their level. So, even if Lu Changfeng can't kill Xun Daoren, protecting them should be no problem.

boom!

Lu Changfeng's thunderous sword strike collided with the three refined corpses, and Xun Daoren actually threw out two more refined corpses in one go.

Although these two corpses did not reach the late Foundation Establishment stage, they had reached the mid Foundation Establishment stage.

It has to be said that these evil cultivators do have an advantage. In terms of combat power, they are really hard for ordinary cultivators to handle. It's only because of Lu Changfeng that any other Foundation Establishment cultivator would be beaten to death by the three silver-armored corpses.

However, no matter how powerful Xun Daoren was, he was still being forced to retreat under Lu Changfeng's thunderous sword force.

"Thunder!"

As the battle raged on, Lu Changfeng silently called out. Xun Daoren, who had been controlling the silver-armored corpse while keeping an eye on Lu Changfeng, was immediately startled.

After all, he had heard that Lu Changfeng's Thunderclap Sword Technique was extremely fierce, and this meant he was about to unleash a powerful move.

To catch the thief, you must first catch the king. Given Lu Changfeng's personality, this sword is likely meant to go straight for his throat.

Thinking of this, Xun Daoren couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart and quickly defended himself, even his control over the three refined corpses was delayed a bit.

boom!

The expected attack did not land, and Xun Daoren looked at the landing point of Lu Changfeng's longsword with curiosity.

Wang Suanpan lay peacefully in front of Lu Qingwen. The sword strike had just severed his life force, and Lu Qingwen's face still showed a trace of fear.

You bastard! A Foundation Establishment cultivator dares to ambush a Qi Refining cultivator like him? You have no shame whatsoever.

Fortunately, his second ancestor reacted quickly; otherwise, Lu Qingwen would probably be in Wang Suanpan's hands by now.

However, judging from Wang Suanpan's intentions, it wasn't so much that he wanted to kill Lu Qingwen, but rather that he wanted to capture Lu Qingwen and use him to threaten Lu Changfeng!

To be honest, this kind of thing would definitely not work in a sect, but if it were in a family, even if it couldn't make Lu Changfeng give in, it could at least distract him.

It really is a dog.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Lu Yang couldn't help but spit.

"Lu Changfeng!"

Looking at Wang Suanpan's corpse, Xun Daoren couldn't help but feel a surge of anger, a mixture of shame and rage at being tricked, and a sense of powerlessness.

After all, under his protection, Lu Changfeng, who was in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, actually managed to kill Wang Suanpan. If this got out, wouldn't he lose face?

Lu Changfeng looked around and, seeing that no one else was making a move, was somewhat disappointed. "It seems there really is only the two of you."

Ah!

Xun Daoren was taken aback by what he heard. What did this mean? What did this disappointed tone mean?

Aren't the two of them enough?

No, Xun Daoren's eyes narrowed. Lu Changfeng had barely finished speaking when a sword slashed down.

This time there were no shouts, no preemptive strikes, only a thunderclap silently appearing before our eyes.

"So fast!"

Xun Daoren murmured to himself, his spiritual sense frantically controlling the three silver-armored corpses to return to their aid.

pain!

Xun Daoren heard the sound of his mid-grade spiritual robe shattering and felt the pain of the Thunderclap Sword slicing through his skin.

At this moment, Xun Daoren discovered an even more terrifying truth.

"Late stage of Foundation Establishment!"