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Lu Xiuyuan and Liu Meng took the initiative on the battlefield, and the sudden change caught the members of the Spiritual Medicine Garden off guard. Wang Heng's eyes flashed with anger. He did not expect the other party to burst out with powerful strength in such a predicament. Lu Xiuyuan and Liu Meng's tacit cooperation reversed the situation in an instant.

Liu Meng stared at Wang Heng indifferently, the nine-ring knife in his hand flashing with cold light, and the blade reflected the cruel fighting spirit. There was no warmth in his eyes, as if cold ice and snow covered his heart. At the same time, Lu Xiuyuan stood aside, his eyes revealed determination and fighting spirit, these eyes were like an abyss, containing endless power.

At this moment, Liu Meng and Lu Xiuyuan seemed to have transformed into an oppressive storm, with surging power, ready to sweep away all obstacles that stood in their way. Their momentum made the entire forest seem to be silent. This was the prelude to a war, and Wang Heng and his men became the fragile creatures in the storm.

Wang Heng observed Lu Xiuyuan carefully, and he noticed that Lu Xiuyuan's aura was no longer the same as in the early stage of Qi training, but had reached the middle stage of Qi training. This shocked Wang Heng, and he could not help but show a hint of hesitation in surprise.

"How could you break through so quickly?" Wang Heng couldn't help but ask in surprise. He found it unbelievable that Lu Xiuyuan's strength had improved.

Lu Xiuyuan, however, showed a calm smile: "Thank you for the massage you gave me just now. Now I want to take it all back! Let you also taste such a massage." There was a hint of teasing and sarcasm in his tone.

Wang Heng waved the Water Control Umbrella, and as his spiritual power flowed, the Water Control Umbrella glowed with a blue light, like a lotus blossoming in the water. He skillfully used his spiritual power to expand the Water Control Umbrella to its maximum, forming a huge water pupa, with countless water snakes circling inside the water pupa, guarding Wang Heng's body. This move made Wang Heng look like a water spirit, mysterious and majestic.

Another member of the Spiritual Medicine Garden climbed up with difficulty. He urged his spiritual power, and suddenly several large fireballs rose up around him, and the flames reflected his resolute eyes. The fireballs surrounded him like ferocious beasts, the temperature was scorching, and the heat waves distorted the surrounding air, forming a layer of scorching protective layer.

The third member swung the flying knife in his hand, and he held it in front of his chest, forming a solid line of defense. The flying knife flashed with cold light, like a bright star in the cold night, revealing a cold aura.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Liu Meng swung the Nine Rings Knife into a rotating circle, and the spiritual power around him surged, forming an imposing knife circle. He leaped up, the knife flashed, and chopped down at Wang Heng. The big knife was wrapped in pressure, bringing up a storm-like airflow, and went straight to Wang Heng's head. Wang Heng waved the water umbrella indifferently, and the water pupa quickly shrank, protecting Wang Heng in the water curtain.

The Nine Ring Knife slashed fiercely on the water pupa, and the sound of metal collision echoed in the dense forest. The surface of the water pupa was shimmering, and the water snakes swam one after another, but they blocked Liu Meng's fierce attack. The scene fell into a brief stalemate, and the air flow was agitated between the two, forming an obvious confrontation.

The people in the Spiritual Medicine Garden were firing on all cylinders, each preparing for this fierce battle. They were indifferent but determined, working closely with each other to take control of the battle. This was a contest of martial arts and spiritual power, and every swing of the sword condensed their superb fighting skills.

Liu Meng's attack was like a violent storm, the Nine Ring Sword made a whistling sound, and the sword light flashed coldly under the sunlight. Each of his swords was accompanied by a strong wind, making it impossible to ignore this fierce martial arts.

However, in this fierce attack, Lu Xiuyuan caught the flaw of the man using the flying knife with amazing sensitivity. His eyes lit up and he decided to take the opportunity to rush towards the man using the flying knife.

When the knife thrower saw Lu Xiuyuan suddenly appear in his sight, he did not hesitate, and with his whole body full of spiritual power, he threw all the knives in his hand at Lu Xiuyuan. The knife light streaked through the night sky like a meteor, and came towards Lu Xiuyuan, forming a rain of knife shadows.

Lu Xiuyuan's body was agile, like a cunning ghost moving between the knife lights, his posture changing unpredictably. Every flying knife seemed to pass by him, and his body was as flexible as a snake, skillfully avoiding the fatal attack.

As the rain of knives came to an end, Lu Xiuyuan had already arrived in front of the knife thrower. He did not give the other party a chance to breathe, and his fist quickly and accurately aimed at the man's lower abdomen, the speed was so fast that it almost exceeded the limit of vision. The man was instantly in pain and curled up, and the flying knife in his hand also fell at this moment, making a crisp sound when it fell to the ground.

Lu Xiuyuan did not stop, he quickly followed, aiming a vicious elbow at the knife thrower's back. A horrible sound of broken bones echoed in the dense forest, and the knife thrower flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. When he landed, his body twisted and his expression twisted in pain.

After witnessing Lu Xiuyuan's wonderful performance, Liu Meng couldn't help but shout, "Great job!"

At this moment, Lu Xiuyuan quickly picked up the long sword scattered on the ground, the sword flashed in his hand, and his eyes flashed with a firm fighting spirit. His movements were crisp and clear, without any hesitation, as if the sword had become an extension of his hand.

Lu Xiuyuan's eyes fixed, and he saw that Wang Heng and Liu Meng were still fighting fiercely, so he rushed over without hesitation. His steps were light and vigorous, like a tiger leaping into the air, and he rushed straight to the core of the battlefield.

The user of the fireball technique saw Lu Xiuyuan rushing towards him, and shouted a warning to be careful, and tried to rush forward to stop him. However, Lu Xiuyuan's speed was so fast, like thunder, that the other party had no time to stop him.

Lu Xiuyuan held a long knife in his hand and fiercely chopped at the water pupa that Wang Heng had transformed into. In the light of the fire, the blade was like lightning, slashing at the water pupa, making a sharp metallic collision sound. The water pupa burst instantly, and gorgeous water splashed everywhere, scattering water all over the sky, and a mist rose in the dense forest.

Wang Heng was shocked by this sudden change and was thrown back, his body swaying uncontrollably. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale, and he looked shaky. Just as he was about to fall, another member of the Spiritual Medicine Garden quickly supported him and managed to keep him standing.

Lu Xiuyuan said coldly: "You didn't expect this day to come, did you?"

Wang Heng's face was gloomy, and he responded viciously: "I only regret that I didn't kill you first."

"You're still stubborn!" Lu Xiuyuan sneered.

Suddenly, Lu Xiuyuan appeared like lightning and jumped in front of Wang Heng and the man who used the fireball technique. The man who used the fireball technique was obviously not good at close-range combat and could not stop Lu Xiuyuan's rapid approach. A heavy punch hit him mercilessly and knocked him out. The man flew several feet away like a kite with a broken string, and finally fell heavily on a big tree, and the branches made a crackling sound under his impact.

At this moment, Wang Heng reacted quickly and urgently placed the water umbrella across his chest to defend himself. However, Lu Xiuyuan drew out his long knife with a cold flash, and rushed straight towards Wang Heng. In an instant, Wang Heng felt a chill coming, and he tried to block it, but Lu Xiuyuan's strength was far greater than his defense.

The blade slashed down, and Wang Heng's whole body shook. The water umbrella seemed to be shattered under this fierce blow. His body softened instantly, like a doll without support, and finally collapsed to the ground. Wang Heng's face was distorted, and his eyes were full of reluctance and anger, but at this moment he had already lost. The entire battlefield fell into silence, with only the rustling of leaves in the distance, which seemed even more depressing.