Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

But Lu Zhiqiu just gave a light push and reached the halfway point of the mountain. Then he grabbed the vines on the cliff to gain leverage and flew to the top of Fushan Mountain.

In front of the mountain gate.

When the gatekeeper disciple saw this strange man going up the mountain at night, he thought something was wrong and was about to question him.

But when he took a step forward, he found that the strange man had disappeared.

He was startled, rubbed his eyes, and looked around, but there was no trace of the strange man.

"What the hell, I knew I couldn't take this job of staying up all night guarding the gate. I'm so sleepy I'm hallucinating."

The gatekeeper disciple cursed and returned to his original position, leaning against the mountain gate and closing his eyes to take a nap.

The weirdo is naturally Lu Zhiqiu.

The disciples guarding the mountain couldn't see her because she was too fast. She arrived at the hall in the blink of an eye.

In the main hall, three men in green robes were sitting cross-legged and practicing martial arts. They were obviously cultivating, but they seemed a little absent-minded, as if they were waiting for news from afar.

The leader opened his eyes, looked towards the palace door, and sneered:

"Which friend is coming? You didn't even tell me. I'm sorry for not welcoming you."

Lu Zhiqiu walked in slowly and said with a faint smile:

"No problem. I'm here just to do a good deed. No need for entertainment. I'll leave after I'm done."

"What's the matter?"

"I'll send you to see your fourth brother."

"How brave!"

The three of them were furious and stood up from their mats at the same time, glaring at Lu Zhiqiu.

The eldest brother in the group, Wang Laogui, the master of the withered vine hand, looked Lu Zhiqiu up and down.

Unfortunately, Lu Zhiqiu was dressed in black, even his face was covered, and his voice was disguised, so they couldn't see through him at all.

"Who is friend? Our Fushan Sect doesn't seem to have offended anyone like friend recently."

Lu Zhiqiu smiled and said:

"I was the one who killed your fourth brother. Who do you think I am?"

The expressions of the three of them darkened.

Obviously, this person is the helper of Fuwei Escort Agency. After all, Chief Escort Lin does not have such power. It is estimated that he invited reinforcements.

Old Ghost Wang snapped his fingers, and the door of the hall suddenly closed.

"I originally thought we could make friends, but since you killed my fourth brother, I can only take your life to comfort his soul in heaven!"

The three of them looked at each other and attacked Lu Zhiqiu together.

Lu Zhiqiu was not afraid at all and fought with the three men with a sword in hand.

After dozens of rounds, Lu Zhiqiu deeply realized how powerful the Fushan Sect was, as it was ranked among the top five sects and seven schools.

The three men in green shirts are all top-notch warriors.

They practiced the same technique and worked together to deal with others, which doubled their power.

According to Lu Zhiqiu's estimation, as long as the martial arts legend does not come in person, the Four Beauties of Fushan can remain invincible with their extremely high level of cooperation and tacit understanding.

Even though there were only three of them now, she still found it quite difficult.

This made Lu Zhiqiu even more curious about the "Zhu Xie Sword Sutra".

In the simulation, Lin Pingzhi had not yet broken through the martial arts legend, but he was able to rely on this martial art to defeat the combined forces of the Four Beauties of Fushan.

This shows the extraordinary nature of this technique.

However, as a time traveler, she can't be worse than this young man Lin Pingzhi.

As soon as she thought about it, the true energy in her body immediately flowed rapidly throughout her body in a special pattern.

The first level of the Dragon Climbing Art—the mighty scales create clear waves on the water.

Lu Zhiqiu's aura suddenly rose, from the initial mid-first-class level to the peak.

"Brother, there's something wrong with this guy. His aura is almost stronger than yours."

There was a deep fear in the second brother's eyes.

Before, Lu Zhiqiu was only in the middle stage of the first-class realm, but he was able to hold his own under the attack of two of them who were in the late stage and one at the peak stage.

Now that his cultivation has reached the peak of the first-class level, it will probably be several times more difficult than before.

The eldest brother, Wang Laogui, clenched his fists and said:

"It's a pity that my fourth brother is not here, so the formation is incomplete. Otherwise, if the four of us brothers joined forces, no matter how many tricks she had, she would never be able to get away with it."

"Forget it. Even if there are only three of us, I don't believe we can't take down this cunning bastard!"

At the eldest brother's suggestion.

The other two quickly adjusted their positions, and their martial arts techniques gradually became similar, maintaining maximum coordination at all times.

pity.

Since Lu Zhiqiu had the courage to travel thousands of miles, he must have made sufficient preparations.

Although the three of them cooperated well, it was still not as good as her dragon-climbing skills.

With the help of the Dragon Climbing Technique, every move of Lu Zhiqiu carries a hint of dragon might.

Facing her, it was like facing a ferocious beast from the ancient wilderness.

"Have a safe journey to the underworld, all three of you!"

"In your next life, remember to be less jealous of other people's things, and don't kill an entire family at every turn."

Lu Zhiqiu held the sword in front of him and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The sword glowed red, as if it was forged from the magma of hell.

The long sword pierced through the air and took the heads of the three people.

The three of them were horrified, and once again lamented that they had underestimated each other. They tried their best to use all their skills to try to block this sword that was as brilliant as the clouds.

Unfortunately, they lost.

A huge roar resounded throughout Fushan Mountain.

The disciples who were originally sleeping soundly or in seclusion were also awakened by the sudden loud noise and rushed forward to check.

But the huge smoke and dust completely blocked the vision of the people surrounding the hall.

Finally, after dozens of breaths, the smoke dissipated.

They were surprised to find that their leader and two uncles, three of the best first-rate warriors, were lying on the ground like dead dogs.

The only person standing on the field was a figure in black, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

"You...who are you!"

A brave disciple stepped forward and asked.

Lu Zhiqiu glanced at him, and the disciple's hand on the hilt of the sword suddenly froze, as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast from ancient times. He wanted to draw the sword, but his hand was out of control and he couldn't exert any strength.

Shaking his head, Lu Zhiqiu ignored these disciples.

She stepped forward, cut off the heads of the three men, held them in her hands and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, she stopped and turned around.

The disciples met her gaze and quickly stepped back, fearing that this divine being had not killed enough and would stab them a few more times.

Seeing this, Lu Zhiqiu couldn't help but laugh, thinking to himself:

You guys don't know that I am saving you.

Because of my intervention, the conspiracy of the Four Beauties of Fushan could not succeed, the Fuwei Escort Agency was safe, and Lin Pingzhi would not castrate herself to practice the "Evil-Slaying Sword Sutra" in the future, and would not go to Fushan to seek revenge...

But Lu Zhiqiu naturally wouldn't tell these people these words.

She just smiled at these disciples and asked softly:

"Do you have a sack? It's very troublesome to carry this head in your hand all the time."

Uh.

The disciples didn't know what to say.

The disciple who had asked Lu Zhiqiu's name before thought about it and decided to go outside to find a sack so that his three masters would not be in such a miserable state and would at least look more respectable.

Lu Zhiqiu nodded, grabbed the sack and soared into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the person disappeared.

As he stepped out into the air, Lu Zhiqiu suddenly remembered something, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth hidden under the black scarf.

She turned back again, looked at the disciple just now and said:

"Thank you, my name is... Lu Mangmang."

The Blue Clouds Open the Way to the King: Chapter 14: The Sword of the Evil Slayer

Lincang City, Fuwei Escort Agency.

Lin and his son were pacing in the lobby when they suddenly heard a bang in front of the door, as if something heavy was thrown to the ground.

The next moment, a black-robed figure appeared in the lobby.

Chief Escort Lin guessed something, and a huge wave of emotion surged in his heart, but he still couldn't believe it. He asked in a trembling voice:

"Here, what's in the sack is..."

Lu Zhiqiu put his fingers together to form a sword and slashed it behind him.

The bag suddenly loosened.

Chief Escort Lin hurried forward and saw three round heads falling out. They were the eldest, second and third of the famous Four Beauties of Fushan in the martial arts world.

Together with the fourth brother whom he had just buried, the four top masters of the Fushan School gathered here.

A true gathering.

Seeing his father's expression changing, Lin Pingzhi knew that this was the genuine Four Beauties of Fushan Mountain. He immediately saluted Lu Zhiqiu:

"Senior's cultivation is truly astonishing. In just two hours, he traveled three thousand miles back and forth."

Chief Escort Lin added:

"Not only that, but after such an intense journey, he easily killed the renowned Four Beauties of Fushan. Even in the legends of the martial arts world, Senior is certainly one of the most famous, right?"

Lu Zhiqiu shrugged and said nothing.

She is not some martial arts legend. Her current real cultivation level is only mid-first-class.

However, if she could use the Dragon Ascension Technique to its full potential, she would not be unable to fight against the legend of the martial arts world.

Lin Pingzhi suddenly thought of something, turned around, picked up a pot of wine from the table, and handed it to Lu Zhiqiu:

"My father asked me to warm up the wine for you, Senior, but you left too quickly and didn't get to drink it. Now I touch it, and it's still warm!"

Lu Zhiqiu looked at Lin Pingzhi with a half-smile.

Lin Pingzhi felt a little nervous when being stared at. He coughed twice and was a little at a loss.