Spiritual And Martial Conqueror Chapter 130

Chapter 130 - Trouble

"No, Master didn't give me anything." Lu Shaoyou said without revealing any trace of it.

"Really? Think about it more carefully." Zhou Yurou asked in disbelief.

Lu Shaoyu shook his head. In his heart, he naturally knew that Zhou Yuliang was looking for the Sect Leader's seal. Since these two were in such a hurry to find the Sect Leader's seal, could it be that they wanted to become the Sect Leader as well?

"Elder, it's bad, it's bad."

A panicked voice could be heard from outside the hall as a Flying Spirit Sect disciple rushed into the hall. He was out of breath and had a surprised look on his face.

"What is it that makes you so fl.u.s.tered?" Upon seeing this disciple, Huang Haobo immediately berated him.

"Elder, a lot of people have come from the Rakshasi Sect, and they have already injured three of us. They said that a few days ago, one of our disciples killed their disciple and wanted us to hand him over. Otherwise, we would have razed the Flying Spirit Sect." The disciple quickly said.

"The Raksha Gate …"

Lu Shao You recalled that two days ago, when he rescued Zhang Mingtao, the person who killed him was from the Raksha Sect, right? Who would have thought that he would actually come knocking at their doorstep.

"What? Luosha Gate? How many people are there?" Zhou Yurou's face suddenly changed as he asked.

"There are twenty to thirty people here, but they are all second generation disciples. I know them, but none of the elders from the Raksha Sect came." The disciple replied.

Hearing this, Zhou Yuhan seemed to finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Who was it that went out to stir up trouble, and even killed the people from Luo Sha Gate? Come out!" Huang Haibo swept his eyes over the people in the hall.

"Elder, I was the one who did it. Two days ago, I was waiting for my master to come back. Those Rakshasi Sect people are too much of a bully. I killed them because they wanted to kill me." Zhang Mingtao stepped forward and said this, but he did not say anything to Young Master Lu.

"Good, you're quite capable. I've told you a long time ago that you mustn't provoke anyone outside the sect. Otherwise, the Flying Spirit Sect will be annihilated at any time." Huang Haobo glared at Zhang Mingtao as he shouted in anger.

"Sigh …"

These disciples were all twenty-two years old, and were full of hot blood. However, in the Flying Spirit Sect, they had always been asked to hide their tails, not to provoke others, and even if someone bullied them, they had to endure it. At this time, when others came knocking on their doors, the elders would even say these words; their hot-bloodedness had long been extinguished and they had already gotten used to it.

"Elder, that Raksha Clan's disciple has gone overboard. I only acted to defend myself. That's why I killed the people from the Rakshasi Clan." Zhang Mingtao said.

"The people from Raksha have come to find us, let's go out and take a look. They are actually the ones who bullied us first. Could it be that the people from Raksha are all unreasonable?" Zheng Ying stood up and said.

Now that the Raksha Sect has come looking for us, we are all second generation disciples. If we go out, then the Raksha Sect will have to give me the t.i.tle of bullying the weak. This matter was caused by Zhang Mingtao, who is also the head disciple of our Zephyr Guild. Huang Haibo frowned and said.

"Second Senior, what you said is right. If we go out, the people of the Rakshasi Sect will say that we bullied the weak. In the end, no one knows what kind of trouble we will cause. Just let Zhang Mingtao go deal with it." Zhou Yuzhang agreed.

"But the people of the Raksha Gate are very strong. If Zhang Mingtao goes out, he will definitely be …"

"Could it be that with our strength, we can actually provoke those Elders of the Rakshasi Sect? Let Zhang Mingtao handle it." Huang Haibo interrupted Zheng Ying and said slowly.

"Elder, I'll go deal with the trouble I've caused." Zhang Mingtao said as he turned around and walked out of the hall.

Lu Shaoyu frowned slightly as he pulled Lu Xintong to follow behind Zhang Mingtao. He might as well do this himself. It would be better if he went to take a look.

Within the great hall, the group of ordinary disciples hesitated for a moment before following him out. Zhang Mingtao was the head disciple of the Flying Spirit Sect, and among these ordinary disciples, he had quite a bit of prestige.

Inside the main hall, Huang Haobo and Zhou Yuhan looked at each other, but their expressions were unreadable. They signaled their disciples to follow them.

"Fourth Junior Sister, the Sect Leader is dead, the Sect Leader's seal is missing, and the Sect Leader's key is also missing. In my opinion, we should forcefully open the secret chamber." After all the disciples had left the main hall, Huang Haibo spoke to Zheng Ying.

Second senior brother, Master said that the ancestors of our Flying Spirit Sect have instructed us that we can only open the secret chamber at the last moment of life and death. At that time, the Flying Spirit Sect will once again rise in power, but if we open the secret chamber ahead of time, it will bring about a calamity of annihilation. Furthermore, there are three keys to the secret chamber, and only with the combination of three keys and the palm imprint can we open the secret chamber. Zheng Ying said.

"But with the head senior brother dead and the head seal gone, what should we do?" Zhou Yuzhang said.

"Then let's look for it. We must find the Sect Leader's Seal." Zheng Ying said.

"Junior brother, I'll take care of this matter. Don't come here, otherwise, those people will recognize you." Leaving the main hall, Zhang Mingtao said to Lu Shaoyu.

"No worries, I'll go take a look. Besides, I was the one who killed the person." If Zhang Mingtao died, the Zephyr Guild would naturally have no major troubles. Otherwise, the Raksha Sect wouldn't just let this matter go, "Those people from the Raksha Sect have always bullied our Zephyr Guild, but the elders and my master are too afraid of the strength of the Raksha Sect, so they didn't dare to say much. Thus, the number of people from the Shas.h.i.+ Sect are getting more and more outrageous; if one of them were to die this time, they definitely wouldn't let the matter rest." Zhang Mingtao said.

"If you know about this, why did you still come out? Could it be that you don't know that the people from the Raksha Sect will very possibly kill you?" Lu Shaoyu said.

"I'm not afraid. If I die, you can avenge my master." Zhang Mingtao said.

"Lower your voice, there's someone behind you." Lu Shaoyu said to Zhang Mingtao, followed by all the ordinary disciples of the Zephyr Guild. There were nearly a hundred of them.

"Eldest Brother, we'll help you. These people from the Rakshasi Sect are too hateful. Let's fight it out with them." A moment later, over a hundred ordinary disciples of the Flying Spirit Sect followed behind him. A fat bald youth came forward and said.

"Eldest senior brother, we will help you and fight them to the death." Many disciples echoed him.

While they were talking, the crowd had already arrived at an empty place. The sounds of ridiculing and ridiculing came from ahead.

"The people from the Zephyr Guild are all trash. They can't even take a single blow."

"Hand him over, or we'll flatten the Flying Spirit Sect."

"Haha, trash of the Zephyr Guild, quickly hand them over."

On the empty ground in front of him, five to six disciples of the Flying Spirit Sect had been seriously injured. They were all lying on the ground with blood stains on their chests.

"Stop." With a loud shout, Zhang Mingtao immediately rushed forward.

Lu Shaoyu's gaze had long been fixed on the thirty or so people outside of the Flying Spirit Sect. All of them had the aura of a warrior. The young man in the front was a Martial Master.

Beside this person was the seven level warrior from the Raksha Sect who he had sent away that day. He sized up all the disciples from the Raksha Sect. In terms of clothing or strength, they were all higher than the Flying Spirit Sect.

Lu Shaowu sighed. These Rakshasi Sect's second generation disciples dared to attack the Zephyr Guild, and the Zephyr Guild's elders were cowering in fear. If this went on, the entire Zephyr Guild would be destroyed sooner or later.

"Third senior brother, it's those two. They killed junior brother." Seeing Lu Shaoyu and Zhang Mingtao, the young man with the seventh stage cultivation suddenly spoke to the well-dressed youth beside him. He looked at Lu Shaoyu but didn't dare to look directly at him.

From the front and back of Zhang Mingtao's group, a group of disciples of the Flying Spirit Sect had also stepped forward and helped several severely injured disciples of the Flying Spirit Sect to the back. They all stared angrily at the people of the Rakshasi Sect, but they did not dare to say anything as they knew that the strength of the Rakshasi Sect was much stronger than their own.

"You two are the ones who killed our Raksha Sect? The well-dressed youth from the Rakshasi Sect looked indifferently at Lu Shaoyu and Zhang Mingtao as he spoke.

He had already come up with a plan in his mind. The Rakshasi Sect disciples in front of him were the strongest, but they only had the strength of a Level 1 Martial Master, if he killed him, the Rakshasi Sect would definitely not let this matter rest. Perhaps, the experts from the Rakshasi Sect might come over and destroy the Flying Spirit Sect, causing Huang Haobo and Zhou Yuliang to be angered by the Rakshasi Sect. Naturally, they would be killed and he would be the one to take revenge for Lu Zhitong, but with his current strength, he still had to deal with Huang Bo and Zhou Yu.

When he thought about how this plan could work, a hint of a smile appeared on Lu Shao You's face.

At this time, Zhang Mingtao was looking at the man from the Rakshasi Sect, saying, "I was the one who killed him. Your Rakshasi Sect's men were the ones who bullied him first. What do you want?"

"Third senior brother, kill him."

"Kill the trash of the Zephyr Guild!"

"I don't want anything to happen. I just want you dead." The well-dressed youth's eyes darkened as a black light condensed on the palm print in his hand. With a flash under his feet, his figure transformed into a blurry shadow as he charged at Zhang Mingtao at lightning speed.

Lu Shaoyu knew that Zhang Mingtao was no match for him. Zhang Mingtao was only a fourth level Warrior. This well-dressed youth was a first level Martial Master. The difference between them was simply too great.

Lu Shaoyu's expression changed slightly. He let go of Lu Xintong's hand, and as the zhenqi around his body vibrated, his figure quickly rushed up.