Starting from iron smelting

The stick swung down, the stick whistled through the air, and hit Lu Xiuyuan hard. Each blow was like a heavy blow of steel, bringing severe pain, making Lu Xiuyuan feel as if his body was about to be torn apart. He endured it with difficulty, and layers of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, but there was no sign of retreat.

Seeing Lu Xiuyuan being beaten and injured, Liu Meng was shocked and lost his previous calm. He swung the Nine Rings Knife, the knife flashing coldly, trying to quickly rescue Lu Xiuyuan. However, at this time, Wang Heng's water snake had quickly coiled around Liu Meng, forming a water wall, intercepting Liu Meng in place, leaving him no chance to breathe. The water wall was like an iron wall, blocking Liu Meng's retreat, making him feel unprecedentedly restrained and helpless.

Liu Meng felt unprecedented pressure. He struggled in the water wall, but the power of the water umbrella made it difficult for him to escape. The water flow bound him tightly like a steel cable, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free. Seeing Lu Xiuyuan groaning in pain on the ground, Liu Meng could not help but shout anxiously: "Lu Xiuyuan, hold on! We can't lose like this.

However, the three people in the Spiritual Medicine Garden laughed loudly. They stood there, as if they were in control of the entire battle situation. Their mocking eyes deeply hurt Liu Meng and Lu Xiuyuan's hearts. The sun shone through the woods on them, reflecting a cold smile, making the whole scene even more weird and terrifying. One of them said coldly: "You stray dogs, what chance do you have now? No matter how hard you struggle, it will be useless." The laughter echoed in the woods, which seemed particularly mocking and cruel.

Liu Meng shouted loudly: "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don't look down on the young and poor!" He tried to boost the morale of himself and Lu Xiuyuan. However, Lu Xiuyuan's face turned black after hearing this. He didn't expect that there was actually someone in this world who knew this joke.

The three men laughed loudly after hearing this, and their mockery became stronger. After laughing, one of them took out a roll of rope and quickly and skillfully tied up Lu Xiuyuan on the ground. The rope was tight, making it impossible for Lu Xiuyuan to break free. He stepped on the ground with his feet, stepped on Lu Xiuyuan's head, stretched out his hand and slapped Lu Xiuyuan's face and said, "Thirty years? You can't even survive three days, I'll send you to death now." His palm brought with it the cold wind, and slapped Lu Xiuyuan's cheek hard, making a crisp slapping sound.

Lu Xiuyuan was tied up tightly with ropes, leaving a clear red mark on his face, but he did not show any sign of weakness. His eyes flashed with determination, fighting against the humiliation before him. Liu Meng's eyes were wide open with anger, but at this moment he felt a little helpless, as the difference in strength made it impossible for him to turn the situation around in this predicament.

The three people in the Spiritual Medicine Garden gradually formed a crowd of onlookers, their mouths full of indifference and contempt. In this gloomy forest, a life-and-death contest seemed to have a doomed outcome.

After saying that, Wang Heng kept urging the water umbrella in his hand, and the water curtain began to gradually shrink, turning into countless tiny water ropes, like flexible pythons, which quickly wrapped around Liu Meng and tied him up, leaving no space at all and making him unable to move.

Liu Meng felt the water rope tightening and his body was tightly bound. He struggled hard, but the power of the water umbrella made it difficult for him to escape. The water rope passed by his body, bringing with it a chill that made Liu Meng feel a piercing chill. Gradually, he was bound and unable to move, becoming a captive who surrendered without a fight.

As the water rope tightened, Liu Meng was finally placed next to Lu Xiuyuan, and both of them were ruthlessly fixed on the wet ground. Their eyes were full of helplessness and anger, but at this moment, they could only helplessly bear the situation in front of them.

Wang Heng and the other two members laughed at Lu Xiuyuan and Liu Meng, enjoying their control over the captives. One of them grabbed Lu Xiuyuan's face and slapped him hard, making a crisp slapping sound. Blood flowed from the corner of Lu Xiuyuan's mouth, but he still maintained a firm gaze and did not give the other party any satisfaction.

Wang Heng sneered, holding the Imperial Water Umbrella with a water curtain covering his face, and stood in front of the two captured disciples, as if admiring the spoils in his hand. His eyes revealed a mockery and contempt, and he said to Liu Meng and Lu Xiuyuan: "It seems that your arrogance will eventually be broken, and today is the beginning of your defeat."

Lu Xiuyuan was lying on the ground, tied up tightly with ropes, unable to move his hands and feet. He felt that the Thunder Talisman in his storage bag was like a heavy hope, but he could not touch it. The remaining blood on the corner of his mouth looked pale in the cold light, and a trace of thought flashed in his cunning eyes.

Despite being trapped, Lu Xiuyuan did not lose his wits. He shouted loudly: "I have no grudges against you in the past or in the present, why are you killing me? If you want the blood vine liquid, I will give it to you." He tried to provoke the other party's hesitation through words and find a glimmer of hope.

Wang Heng sneered and put one foot on Lu Xiuyuan's head. His voice sounded particularly cold in the shadow of the forest: "Who told you to provoke someone you shouldn't have? Taoist Jia Ren asked me to say hello to you." The voice was like a whisper from hell, and Lu Xiuyuan's heart sank.

The moment seemed like an eternity, Lu Xiuyuan woke up and realized that everything was Xuan Huanzi's conspiracy. He knew that killing people and robbing goods would be difficult to carry out within the sect, so he sent people to set up an ambush in the wild, using every possible means. This former fellow disciple has now become his biggest nightmare.

Although his body was restrained, Lu Xiuyuan's mind was working rapidly. He tried his best to find a breakthrough, hoping to find a ray of hope in the desperate situation. At the same time, he tried to calm himself down with words and stay calm, after all, the enemy in front of him had already taken the initiative.

Lu Xiuyuan was lying on the ground, burning with anger. Although his body was tied up with ropes, the anger in his heart could not be restrained. He widened his eyes and roared at Wang Heng and the other three: "Xuan Huanzi's lackeys, beasts! You are not worthy of being human, you are a group of thieves and robbers! You are hypocritical hypocrites! Fuck your eight generations of ancestors, you will not die well, and if you die in front of me, I will personally go to your grave and eat your tribute like crazy!"

Lu Xiuyuan used all the dirty words he could think of, like a volcanic eruption, and his angry words hit Wang Heng's heart like a torrent. He tried to make the other party angry through the fierce verbal offensive, loosen his restraint on him, and buy time to use the Thunder Talisman in the storage bag.

These crazy words were like a violent storm, instantly stirring up a huge wave in the silent night. Lu Xiuyuan's voice echoed among the trees, as if to turn his anger into substance and tear apart the tranquility of the night.