Shen Muzhi was a kind person, but he was not a fool.
Since the other party had already said so much, he naturally could not insist on trying to persuade them with words anymore.
Glancing at Lu Wuming, who was eager to try by his side, Shen Muzhi thought for a moment and said, "It's best not to go too far, we..."
"Can the entire sect be killed?" Lu Wuming interrupted Shen Muzhi's words, and as he turned to ask, a deep red light was already flashing in his eyes.
Shen Muzhi was momentarily speechless.
This question was absolutely against his values.
But if they were to fight the sect leader, the other members of the Sword Sect would undoubtedly come to help.
So, should they fight the entire sect?
Shen Muzhi was not sure.
And he regretted it a little.
He should have brought Liu Buli with him when he came up the mountain. The sect leader of the Pill Sect was at least somewhat rational, not as crazy as his disciple, right?
Fortunately, while he was hesitating about how to answer, Lu Wuming, although prepared, did not rush to act.
Instead, the Sword Sect leader, who had overheard their conversation, sneered first. He said, "With just the two of you, you want to kill my entire Sword Sect? You think too highly of yourselves, don't you?"
"Not two people," Lu Wuming shook his head and pointed to Shen Muzhi beside him. He said, "He doesn't need to make a move; he just came up to tell you this. Since you don't agree, I alone am enough. However, Master told me to listen to him when fighting on the mountain. So, tell me clearly how many people to kill first. If I kill too many, Master will be unhappy."
Lu Wuming said this very seriously.
Anyone could tell that he was not joking.
The Sword Sect leader's anger increased. He had been the sect leader for so many years, and this was the first time he had encountered someone who showed him so little respect.
As for Shen Muzhi, he was trying hard to think of what to do. After pondering for a moment, he raised his hand and said, "Sect Leader, my friend is much stronger than you think. I can't control him either, so why don't you answer me a question first? Which members of the Sword Sect participated in this matter and share your same thoughts?"
The Sword Sect leader spat fiercely.
He had no intention of responding.
Raising his long sword, he attacked the two of them.
Lu Wuming curled his lips into a smile.
The ruthlessness in his eyes erupted in an instant.
During this time, Master had been teaching him spiritual arts, and he had been studying very diligently every day, but he had never had the chance to test the results of his cultivation.
Now that he finally had the opportunity, he had to test it properly.
Thinking this, Lu Wuming took out the sword that Liu Buli had given him.
He actually didn't like using such things.
But Master liked it, so he was willing to learn to use it.
With no fear of the Sword Sect leader, Lu Wuming met the attack with his sword.
Shen Muzhi, with great perceptiveness, took a step back. He could see that Lu Wuming's cultivation was now much higher than his. Besides, the extent of this guy's madness was something he could not stop.
Since that was the case, the least he could do was help them set up a barrier so that the Sword Sect elders and disciples outside would not come to disturb them. Secondly, he needed to find a safe place to hide so that he would not be accidentally harmed by Lu Wuming's疯子-like attacks.
Fortunately, perhaps because of Liu Buli's reminder, Lu Wuming restrained himself a lot when attacking.
It wasn't that he held back when fighting the sect leader, but that he tried his best to control himself and not let the attack spread to Shen Muzhi's side.
And this approach, in the eyes of the Sword Sect leader, was another insult to him.
Frowning tightly, the Sword Sect leader roared. He said, "Kid, are you looking down on me?"
Lu Wuming nodded seriously and said, "Your strength is indeed not very good, far inferior to Duan Liuyun. You don't need me to go all out."
Besides, when he killed Duan Liuyun, he had already absorbed all the resentment and despair from the other party. Now that his cultivation was already much higher than this Sword Sect leader, he naturally wouldn't be as stretched as before when fighting.
The Sword Sect leader couldn't stand his contempt and let out a low roar, launching another attack at Lu Wuming.
Lu Wuming did not dodge. He met the attack head-on and directly severed the sect leader's arm with a single sword strike.
At the cost of this, his own shoulder was also cut with a deep gash.
The sect leader quickly retreated, creating distance, and glared at Lu Wuming, saying, "Are you crazy?! You didn't even dodge? What kind of move is this, do you want to die with me?"
"Of course not." Lu Wuming looked down at the blood on the sword blade, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved upwards, forming a smile filled with pleasure. He said, "I'm very sorry, only you will die. Because I am a monster, monsters don't get hurt."
Liu Buli said that he couldn't expose his ghost clan identity in front of others.
But this person was about to die, and the dead couldn't speak, so as long as he didn't use ghost clan moves, exposing other things should be fine, right?
As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for the sect leader to react, Lu Wuming launched another attack.
At the same time, Liu Buli, who was at the foot of the mountain, looked up. Frowning, he said to You Siqi beside him, "I have a bad feeling. I feel like our Wuming has gone crazy again. Why don't you wait here, and I'll go up and take a look?"