"It's you!"
Lu Qingyun was a little surprised when he saw the figure exposed under the banner with the word "zhu", but he was also somewhat expected.
The future overlord must have been angry and unwilling when he took away his military power and drove him out of Huizhou City.
I just didn't expect that he would gather a team of tens of thousands of people so quickly.
"Lu Qingyun, you didn't expect it to be me."
Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth showed a sneer.
When he left Huizhou like a lost dog, he vowed to regain the power of the Huizhou rebels and at the same time trample Lu Qingyun under his feet to avenge his nephew and himself.
"Zhu Yuanzhang, your ambition is not small."
Lu Qingyun glanced at the team of ten thousand people. Judging from the clothing and weapons and equipment of these people, it was impossible to gather them in a short time.
Zhu Yuanzhang showed a proud look.
The army behind him is a direct lineage that he began to cultivate after becoming the leader of the Huizhou Rebel Army, in order to one day seize the power of the Mingjiao.
After learning about Lu Qingyun's decisive battle with the Beggar Clan, he led his direct Huizhou elite soldiers through the dense mountains and rode on the rugged mountain roads.
He secretly rushed to the battlefield fifty miles away, hid in the mountains and forests, and waited for the best opportunity.
"Lu Qingyun, you forced me to do this. If it weren't for you, would I be like this?"
Lu Qingyun sneered.
If you rebel, you will rebel. If you seize power, you will seize power. If you have to whitewash your innocence, will you feel at ease if you stand on the moral high ground? !
"Zhu Yuanzhang, ever since you started cultivating these people secretly, your ambitions have begun to expand. You are no longer satisfied with being the commander of a rebel army. You want to be the leader of the Ming Cult and rely on the strength of the Ming Cult to help you conquer the world."
Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang wanting to quibble, Lu Qingyun waved his hand to stop him.
"It's just that you didn't expect that I would suddenly become the leader of the Ming Cult. You know that I am not as easy to fool as Zhang Wuji. For the sake of your power, you instigated your nephew to incite the generals to attack me."
"Unfortunately, fate is not as good as God. Your plan happened to be heard by King Bat, and he took action to kill Li Wenzhong, making it impossible to implement the plan."
Zhu Yuanzhang's face was livid, but he was very surprised in his heart. Unexpectedly, everything he was thinking was guessed right.
"Now that you know my plan, why do you let me go without eradicating the roots to avoid future troubles?!"
Lu Qingyun shook his head, his eyes full of disdain.
"Killing you is as easy as crushing an ant, so why bother?"
Zhu Yuanzhang's anger surged, he stretched out his right hand and roared, "Lu Qingyun, today is the day you die!"
"Just you?" Lu Qingyun couldn't help but smile, and couldn't help but look up and down at Zhu Yuanzhang and the soldiers and horses behind him.
Ten thousand people trying to kill the Grand Master would be the most ridiculous thing in the world!
Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't stand the unscrupulous gaze, and gave an order, "Kill Lu Qingyun, reward you with a thousand taels of gold, and be promoted to a thousand generals!"
In an era when human lives were at stake, the temptation of a thousand taels of gold and a thousand men was so great that Huizhou's elite soldiers forgot about life and death and pounced on Lu Qingyun one after another.
Lu Qingyun was a little heartbroken. These soldiers were originally supposed to be members of the rebel army, but they were trained into a private army by Zhu Yuanzhang.
Facing the ants rushing towards him, he had no choice but to wave his 'True Martial Sword'.
Every time a sword is struck, dozens of lives will be taken away.
Shouts and screams intertwined in the encirclement.
Lu Qingyun never moved a step, but he was surrounded by corpses, and the ground under his feet was stained red with blood.
"Zhu Yuanzhang, you have no idea what kind of existence a great master is. If you want to use them to avenge you, stop dreaming about it!"
"Lu Qingyun, don't be complacent. Even if I can't kill you, I can still trap you to death. Don't forget that the Mingjiao is at war with the Beggar Clan. Without your command, the Mingjiao is a mess and will be defeated by the Beggar Clan in a short time."
A proud smile appeared on Zhu Yuanzhang's face again.
Based on his knowledge of the Huizhou Rebels, there was no way his old brothers and subordinates would sacrifice their lives for Lu Qingyun.
Without the help of these people, how could Lu Qingyun, who was born in the world of martial arts, be the opponent of the Beggar Gang?
"Zhu Yuanzhang, you are so confident! If one hundred thousand disciples of the Ming Cult need my command, do you think I will show up here?"
Lu Qingyun's 'Zhenwu Sword' swept across and cut off dozens of Huizhou elite soldiers who rushed towards him.
More and more corpses piled up at his feet, forming a hill. Lu Qingyun flew into the air and looked down at Zhu Yuanzhang hiding in the crowd.
Zhu Yuanzhang frowned and couldn't help but ask: "Then who is directing this war?"
"Haha, I will tell you when you are about to die!"
The 'Zhenwu Sword' in Lu Qingyun's hand exuded a strong aura and slashed diagonally.
Zhu Yuanzhang screamed secretly and fled towards the rear.
Wherever the Gang Qi passed, it left a sword mark with a depth of ten feet, and all the hundreds of Huizhou elite soldiers around the sword mark were wiped out in ashes.
Zhu Yuanzhang's heart was bleeding. In just a quarter of an hour, more than 2,000 of his elite members were lost.
He saw a look of fear on the soldier's face and his body kept retreating. It was obvious that he did not dare to attack again.
After Zhu Yuanzhang beheaded several soldiers who retreated, he said loudly: "Kill Lu Qingyun, and you will be rewarded with three thousand taels of gold. If you hesitate, kill the first!"
"Zhu Yuanzhang, you don't have to force these soldiers, what's the use of asking for money if your lives are gone!"
Lu Qingyun handed the 'Zhenwu Sword' to his left hand, and shot out Xidao Sword Qi from his right hand.
"Kill, kill Lu Qingyun for me."
Zhu Yuanzhang was frightened and pushed the soldiers around him forward with hands and feet.
"Puff puff!"
After the Six Meridians Divine Sword penetrated dozens of soldiers, it shot Zhu Yuanzhang's body with its remaining energy.
Zhu Yuanzhang flew out and fell heavily to the ground. He raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Lu Qingyun in disbelief.
At such a long distance, his strength was so powerful that dozens of people in succession beat him seriously.
"Originally, I wanted you to live a few more days, but you are so eager to die, so I will help you."
Lu Qingyun's figure flashed quickly and appeared in front of Zhu Yuanzhang. His cold eyes swept over the soldiers gathered around him, "Anyone who doesn't want to die, get out of here!"
The soldiers were suffocated by the invisible pressure, and each one was so frightened that they even retreated and did not dare to breathe.
Lu Qingyun leaned over and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, who was breathing out more than he was taking in, and showed a faint smile, "Let me tell you something secretly. When I patted you on the shoulder in Huizhou City, I actually shattered your meridians with my dark energy. Even if you If you don’t die today, you will die suddenly within three months.”
"Impossible!...Absolutely impossible!"
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes widened in disbelief. He didn't expect that Lu Qingyun had already secretly attacked him.
But the strange thing is that he hasn't felt any abnormality in his body these days.
Lu Qingyun's smile did not change, he looked at Zhu Yuanzhang who was breathing rapidly and said lightly: "With your cultivation level, how could you possibly notice what I did, haha."
"I might as well tell you one more thing. I didn't kill you in Huizhou City just to show it to your old brothers and generals. Otherwise, how could I make them sacrifice their lives?"
"you....."
Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that he spat out several mouthfuls of blood, rolled his eyes, and died.
"It's so hard to think about!"
Lu Qingyun stood up and glanced at the Western Zhou Dynasty. There were still about 6,000 soldiers brought by Zhu Yuanzhang. This was a considerable force, and he had the idea of subduing these soldiers.
"Zhu Yuanzhang is dead, do you still want to work for him? I guarantee my reputation as the leader of Mingjiao. As long as you are willing to follow me and join the big family of Mingjiao, I will regard you as my brother, Lu Qingyun. Everything that has happened before Let bygones be bygones! ”
