Reborn Demon Emperor, I have to stay away from them

Chapter 145 I Will Never Come Back

Lu Xinghe was not wearing the gorgeous clothes of the Jianmen Sect, but instead was wearing an extremely ordinary sword robe.

He was timid and afraid of many things, but today... he dared to confront Biyu Pavilion and Ye Tian! He still believed that his talent was enough to make Jianmen pay attention and that he was important.

He still believed that Jianmen lived by the sword, and the sword was an upright weapon, a blade that would rather break than bend! Jianmen... would uphold justice for the twenty-three Jianmen members who had fallen.

And he wants to see this justice with his own eyes.

"Lu Xinghe."

A mocking arc crossed Ye Tian's lips: "You dare to come?"

"You are not dead yet?" Lu Xinghe was also looking at Ye Tian. The two of them were confronting each other sharply. The aura of a top genius even made those in the Spirit Severing Realm look at him sideways!

"Back off! You have no right to speak here!" Wu Qifeng shouted loudly, and an invisible force swept out from his sleeves, directly imprisoning Lu Xinghe in the last position.

"Xinghe is still young, so he may have made many mistakes. Fellow Taoists, please don't blame him."

"You little brat is not worth mentioning. You are far inferior to my Young Master of Biyu Pavilion." Baili Po smiled coldly. The kid is ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth. Today... he will directly help his Young Master to destroy this man's aspiration for Taoism!

Lu Xinghe wanted to speak, but... his mouth was blocked and he couldn't make any sound.

"Then Fellow Daoist Kong, Fellow Daoist Wu, please tell us what to do about this matter. The Nascent Soul cultivator of my Biyu Pavilion cannot die in vain."

As he said that, Baili Po glanced at Lu Xinghe and said, "This person is very disrespectful to our Biyu Pavilion and should be severely punished."

Lu Xinghe was so angry that his face turned black. He wanted to get up and stab the old bastard with his sword! But he couldn't move. And... even if he could move, he would only want to, but he couldn't really do it...

But what surprised Lu Xinghe was that the sect leader, who was always stern and full of majesty, now had a smile on his face, and he had never been so kind to his own people.

Those words made Lu Xinghe's face turn pale.

"Okay, okay, it's all OK."

Kong Xiaoyue chuckled and took a sip of tea: "The mineral rock mountain range will all belong to the Biyu Pavilion. In addition, my Jianmen will give another 200,000 high-quality spirit stones as an apology. How about that?"

"Well, that's OK."

Baili Po snorted coldly and held his head high, even though the strength and status of the Lord of Jianmen were actually far superior to his.

"What about this kid? I hope Fellow Daoist Kong won't protect him."

Baili Po pointed at Lu Xinghe who could neither move nor speak. At this moment, Lu Xinghe felt as if his whole body was broken, especially when he met Ye Tian's teasing eyes, he felt as if his heart was constantly being pricked by needles.

How...how could this be.

Jianmen... the master of Jianmen whom he had always admired, the most powerful existence besides the old monster in seclusion in the sword tomb! His powerful cultivation was infinitely close to the fusion!

He even created a golden era for Jianmen! He said that Jianmen... never yield to anyone.

But today, what happened? Today... how could it be like this? How could it be like this? !

"Lu Xinghe, disrespecting the sect rules, greedily seized the minerals from the Mineral Rock Mountain Range. He disrespected the etiquette and bullied the cultivators of the Biyu Pavilion.

As a result, two Yuanyings of Biyu Pavilion fell in the Mineral Rock Mountain Range. This is a serious crime. "

Kong Xiaoyue had a blank expression on her face, while Wu Qifeng on the side was transmitting a message to Lu Xinghe. As for what they were saying... Lu Xinghe didn't hear a single word.

He just looked at Kong Xiaoyue with an expressionless face.

Is this... still Jianmen?

So! Is this still worthy of being a sword cultivator? !

Perhaps from this moment on, the former Jianmen prodigy Lu Xinghe will never come back.

"One hundred and two strokes of the cane, fined for one hundred years, confined to..."

Before Kong Xiaoyue finished speaking, there was a "puff" sound, and the whole hall was immediately filled with a strong smell of blood.

Lu Xinghe… the corners of his mouth cracked! He forcibly broke through the ban on his mouth! He forcibly stood up, even though his bones were squeezed and creaked!

He...can break through Wu Qifeng's methods!

"Lu Xinghe, what are you going to do!"

Wu Qifeng hurriedly took back the seal on Lu Xinghe. He had clearly explained everything to Lu Xinghe, so why was he still so stubborn? Wu Qifeng couldn't understand.

But he never thought of really hurting Lu Xinghe. After all, Lu Xinghe was the most promising and valuable genius in Jianmen!

woohoo hoo...

The sound of heavy breathing kept echoing. Lu Xinghe, with blood all over his mouth, wiped the blood, but the more he wiped, the more blood came out. But he really didn't want to look so embarrassed, especially in a place like this.

"Come on, fight."

Lu Xinghe took off his storage ring, and everything in it was what he got from Jianmen.

Except for the Golden Feather Sword, the Golden Feather Sword... was damaged and he had been keeping it in his body to nurture it, but the effect was not very good.

"It's good once you figure it out."

Wu Qifeng smiled with satisfaction. Yes, as a sect cultivator, you still have to be a proud person who takes on the main responsibility! How can you be stubborn and not be smooth-talking?

In everything, the overall situation comes first.

It seems that Lu Xinghe understood and compromised.

"Take him away and execute him." Wu Qifeng raised his hand, but Ye Tian just laughed: "Senior, why bother so much? How about executing him here?"

"Oh? Then I'll do as Young Master Biyu said."

A hint of cold sword intent also flashed across Kong Xiaoyue's eyes, but... it was hidden so well that he himself did not even realize what his true intentions were, and whether his sword heart was obscured.

The hundred and two spirit staffs were all full of strength! Lu Xinghe's bloody back made Kong Xiaoyue and Wu Qifeng feel distressed! But so what?

It won't hurt the root cause, at most it's just a serious injury, and it will be fine after a few months of recuperation.

Lu Xinghe has paid a lot, so let's reward him by making him a young master. If one day he can take on the responsibility completely, the glory of Jianmen will depend on him.

Finally, the hundred and two spirit staffs passed.

The four people from Bi Yu Pavilion stood up directly, each of them had a proud and triumphant expression on their face. They didn't even say hello to Kong Xiaoyue. After taking the compensation, they disappeared in the Jianmen Hall.

Ye Tian glanced at Lu Xinghe imperceptibly.

Submit? This person is not submissive. If he were to submit... the master's good plan would also fail. And if this person wants to leave...

He has no relatives in Zhongzhou!

He could only go find Yu Mu! With Yu Mu's personality, there was no way he would not keep him!

Jianmen is trouble after all. It is impossible for Biyu Pavilion to completely break off relations with Jianmen just for a young master.

But once Lu Xinghe loses the protection of Jianmen,... this person will be used as bait.

Following the master's good advice, Yu Mu was led step by step into the abyss!

"Xinghe, why are you... doing this?"

After making sure that the people from Biyu Pavilion had left, Wu Qifeng hurried to help Lu Xinghe, and Kong Xiaoyue's face was also full of concern.

"No...don't touch me!"

"boom!"

Lu Xinghe forcibly broke free from Wu Qifeng's hand and fell heavily to the ground, but a sinister light kept flashing in his eyes, and he struggled to get up with a rare determination.

"Lu Xinghe, what are you doing?!"

Kong Xiaoyue frowned.

But Lu Xinghe did not obey the authority of the head of a sect as he did in the past.

His blood dripped onto the floor of the hall, and that blood was hot.

He kicked the storage ring that he had put down not long ago to Wu Qifeng's feet. The mark of his soul in it had been erased. The ring and the things in it became ownerless.

He took off his Jianmen sword robe, leaving only his originally pure white inner garment, which was now stained red with blood on the back.

"Lu Xinghe, from now on, you will withdraw from Jianmen and will no longer be a disciple of Jianmen. The resources in your storage ring, which were taken from the sect, will also be returned to the sect."