Azure flame.

thirty minutes ago

In the Lu family, a handsome young man with his hair tied in a ponytail walked in through the gate, as usual, but he felt something was wrong, the guards weren't there to greet him, and he didn't see the clan as busy as it had been before, he was so surprised that even after standing for 2 minutes, not even a ghost had passed.

Strange, something important has begun and no one has informed me. He pondered. He then proceeded to the main building, where the main family, his family, had left.

"Where is Grandpa, little sis?"

"Welcome elder brother, Grandpa, Lu Mong, and a mysterious hooded guy are in the arrayed training field; I believe they want to duel, as the hooded guy requested it."

"Let me go say hello and see who the hooded guy is who my little sister thinks is mysterious."

When he heard the weapon clashes, Lu Mong walked graciously out of the house and to the training ground.

"They must have started already," he thought to himself as he walked faster. When he arrived, he noticed the long-haired man imprinting some light in the air, which surprised him because those lights were stagnant. Not like the people he knew who were always on the move.

He decided to keep a safe distance and wait to see what the long-haired man would do next.

"Arc of dragon sword."

He heard the long-haired man say that, and the lights that shot to where his younger brother was shot at him at such a fast speed that even he, a peak stage martial emperor, couldn't see them.

When he noticed the man making another move towards his brother, his adrenaline kicked in and he dashed to where his younger brother was.

Taking out his sword, he assisted in keeping the sword from striking his younger brother's neck, then he shot a glare at the stranger.

"Do you really want to kill my brother?"

MoShen frowned as he noticed the difference in power and realized that fighting Lu Tian would be difficult after he had expended nearly 25% of his internal energy.

"I didn't expect you to intervene in the fight to save your little weak brother, but now that you have, it won't stop me from exacting the vengeance I came here for; I wouldn't be so stupid as to leave an evil person alive."

Lu Tian frowned as he looked at MoShen; he had heard that arrogant voice before, and it was just as arrogant as it is now, but he couldn't remember who. Anyway, he was irritated by the young man's words about killing his younger brother.

Lu Gong was watching from the side with a calm face, but it hadn't always been that way; just a few seconds ago, his face was as ugly as a horny gorilla, and he would have definitely rushed to help his grandson, but his other grandson intervened, much to his chagrin.

Lu Mong had a lot of sweat on his face because he couldn't believe he almost got killed by the same person he almost killed a year ago.

'Danger, he has become extremely dangerous; if I let him live, he will undoubtedly destroy the divine alchemist sect.' I must murder him.'

Lu Mong sighed as his spear broke while fighting MoShen's Dragon sword arc.

He successfully avoided all of the dragon sword arcs that flew at him like missiles. His back was sweating profusely, and he had no idea what would have happened if Lu Tian hadn't intervened.

"I have to kill him, I have to kill him." Lu Mong continued to speak to himself as he withdrew two short sharp pointed spears. He gripped them tightly and released his cultivation, allowing the spear's attack power to increase.

MoShen quickly detected the change in the world's energy; he felt chills run down his spine; he was already engaged in an eye battle with Lu Tian when the sudden change in the atmosphere struck him; he suddenly felt killing intent lingering on his body, but it wasn't from Lu Tian.

"Die!"

He suddenly heard Lu Mong say to him in an enraged tone.

"Don't get in my way, big bro; I'm going to kill this brat with my own hand. Also, Grandpa does not interfere."

"Lu Mong....."

"You don't have to worry about him because I can handle him. Now, MoShen, you will meet your end today; your sins will not be forgiven, and you will undoubtedly face the gates of hell and eternal suffering."

MoShen was unfazed; as long as no one interferes, he will surely kill Lu Mong.

"Now you've given me a compelling reason why I can't let you go."

MoShen said calmly, not giving Lu Mong any credit. MoShen charged at him with shocking speed, giving him no time to catch his breath.

As he approached, he held his sword and aimed at Lu Mong's neck. When Lu Mong saw this, he immediately used one of the spears to parry and the other to stab for MoShen's stomach.

"Shit."

Sadly, he was too slow to avoid it, and the short spear pierced his stomach.

"You're fucked!"

MoShen was furious, so he jumped into the sky and moved backward. Lu Mong shot up as well, his two short spears tightly clutched in his hands.

MoShen landed and took off again, this time shooting straight at Lu Mong while clutching his sword tightly.

Clang.

When two short spears and a sword collided in the air, a force was released that sent many things flying, except for the two owners of the weapons that collided.

MoShen moved his hands quickly, changing the sword that held the sword, unfazed by the simple clash of weapons.

"Azure flames."

As he mentioned that technique, a large amount of flames only slightly cooler than lava moved out of MoShen's palm; it is an alchemy technique used for pill forging; the color of the flame is blue, but its hotness is out of this world.

"Shit."

"Shield of Purple Mist."

Purple Mist gathered quickly and kept the flame from reaching him, but some of it had already burned his hair.

"Wind of death sword. Pierce formation."

MoShen shot up and launched at the purple Mist, his aim was so good that MoShen was able to see Lu Mong inside the purple Mist thanks to his enhanced sight.

The sword pierced the mist, discerning its defense.

"How...How did you see your way through the purple mist?"

When the sword landed in Lu Mong's stomach, he coughed up blood and said somberly.