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At this moment, Lu Yuan displayed all his methods to the fullest.

He had never fought as hard and passionately as he did now.

In the battle space, facing Donghuang Taiyi, the opponent was too powerful and he was killed instantly almost every time.

The others were too weak in front of Lu Yuan now, so he couldn't get interested in them.

The old man was surrounded by the perfect swordsmanship.

But even though it was the Jingwei sword that could cut through iron like mud, the old man with his bare hands would always push it away with his palm.

A thick layer of green energy enveloped the old man's palm.

It is precisely because of the existence of this energy that the old man can touch the Jingwei Sword with his hands.

"Across all directions!"

The sword energy that swept across all directions crushed the old man.

Explosions and roars continued to sound in front of the bronze door.

Lu Yuan took advantage of this opportunity to retreat and left in the direction he came from without looking back.

In nearly a cup of tea, Lu Yuan had already used all his tricks, but the old man still performed with ease.

Instead, he himself was gradually at a disadvantage.

It is obvious that Lu Yuan is not yet the opponent's match.

The palace guards are about to arrive and if we don't leave now, we'll be in real trouble.

The smoke cleared, and the old man walked out, looking at his sleeves that were cut by the sword energy, and then looked up in the direction where Lu Yuan left.

He muttered to himself, "When did such an alien appear in the world?"

"At such a young age, you have already achieved such a high level of cultivation. Your Qi is far superior to other warriors at the same level."

"He also possesses various skills, including Taoism, Yin-Yang, and Diplomacy."

Three figures appeared in the old man's mind.

"Ugh……"

“If I could have reached his level at this age, I might have been able to reach that level like Bei Mingzi and the others!”

"After all, a step too slow can lead to a huge mistake!"

The old man turned and entered the treasury, and the bronze door slowly closed.

outside the palace.

Jingwei could see that there was a strange flash in Lu Yuan's eyes.

She felt that Lu Yuan's breath was now very unstable.

If it were normal times, she wouldn't even be able to sense that Lu Yuan had any martial arts skills. It was like a cold pond with no bottom and extremely calm.

However, this strange look quickly disappeared, and he walked forward to support Jingwei.

In the end, she still chose not to take action, not because she was soft-hearted but because she was still unsure.

Having been with Lu Yuan for such a long time, no one understands how terrifying he is better than Jingwei.

arrive home.

In order not to worry Nongyu and the others, Lu Yuan did not wake anyone up.

Jingwei was waiting outside the bedroom.

Lu Yuan took out a pill, swallowed it, and began to practice recovery techniques.

When he opened his eyes half an hour later, more than half of the internal energy had recovered.

After taking a look at Jingwei who was standing outside with half of his body exposed, Lu Yuan thought in his heart.

In fact, he was far from needing help from others.

The reason for doing so was also to test Jingwei.

I just didn't expect her to be so patient.

"Yu'er."

"Master, I'm here! Is there anything you need me to prepare?" Jingwei walked in from outside.

Lu Yuan looked Jingwei up and down and said, "You have been following me for a while, right?"

"In reply to the master, 67 days have passed since the night I met you." Although Jingwei didn't know why Lu Yuan suddenly asked this, he still pretended to be submissive and lowered his head to answer.

Lu Yuan said with admiration: "You remember it clearly. It's rare that you are thoughtful."

"Get ready. You will be my personal maid tonight!"

Jingwei lowered his head and paused.

Lu Yuan smiled slightly and narrowed his eyes: "Why? You don't want to?"

"In that case, I won't force you. Tomorrow I'll ask Nongyu to give you some money, enough for you to eat, wear and use for the rest of your life."

"It's a good story that we, the master and the servant, parted ways amicably."

Jingwei knelt on the ground with a look of fear on his face.

"Please don't chase me away, sir."

"It's not that I don't want to, I'm just too happy at the moment."

"I will go wash and get ready now."

Having said that, Jingwei turned around to prepare hot water.

Not long after, Jingwei finished washing and changed his clothes and returned to Lu Yuan's room.

"Please have mercy, sir..."

In order to kill him, Jingwei put in a lot of thought and tried every possible means.

As expected of Luowang’s top-notch killer, he only has the mission in his mind, at least that’s the case for Jingwei at the moment.

As long as she can complete the task, she will try every possible means.

Lu Yuan came to Jingwei, picked her up and turned to walk towards the bed.

The moon is high outside the window, and the moonlight makes the rippling water in the pond sparkle.

Frogs croak, cicadas chirp, and leaves rustle in the wind.

There was moving music in the room...

The next day.

After Lu Yuan left the room, Jingwei slowly opened his eyes on the bed, propped up his weak body, put on his clothes, and found a pair of scissors.

With a complicated expression, he cut off a blood-red "plum blossom" from the bed sheet and kept it.

In the courtyard.

Lu Yuan was thinking about the mysterious old man from last night.

It would probably be impossible for him to sneak into the Korean royal palace and take away the bronze treasure box, since he couldn't do it at the moment.

Such a strong man was really beyond his expectations.

But think about it, South Korea has existed to this day and is still one of the seven major powers in the world.

It makes sense to have such a strong man to worship.

Last night was not a complete loss. A treasure house could be guarded by such a powerful person. Lu Yuan was even more certain that the bronze treasure box was stored in it.

……

Korean cold palace.

Tianze sneaked in here with three of his men.

The Hundred Poison King looked at the lake in front of him and said to Tianze, "Master, according to the information we have found, that thing should be down here."

Tianze didn't say anything, but looked to the left.

Sure enough, a sound of uniform footsteps was getting closer and closer.

Hundreds of Royal Guards wearing armor and holding spears, swords, and shields rushed over and quickly surrounded the four people.

Han Fei, Wei Zhuang and Zhang Liang walked past the soldiers and came to the front.

The corpse-driving demon's face became extremely ugly.

"How could you possibly know we were here?"

Han Fei said calmly: "I have to say you are very smart."

"Use the prince as bait and attack from the east."

"Unfortunately, there is always a loophole. We have already guessed your goal from the very beginning."

"Tianze, just surrender!"

Tianze walked from behind his three men to the front and locked his eyes with Han Fei.

"It seems that the Azure Dragon Scroll is in your hands."

"Hand over the things and I can spare your life!"

Seeing that Han Fei was unmoved, Tianze's aura turned three points colder.

"So what if you find out?"

"In the end, strength will speak for itself."

Obviously, Tianze didn't take these soldiers seriously at all.

The snake-head chains behind him turned into poisonous snakes, instantly piercing through the bodies of several soldiers.

The soldiers only had time to let out a scream before they fell to the ground.

"Brother Wei Zhuang, I'll leave this person to you." Han Fei said solemnly.

Faced with these martial arts masters, the soldiers who were good at charging into the battlefield ultimately found it difficult to cope.