Chapter 138: Jue Wushen Returns in Failure
Jue Wushen stopped chasing and shouted coldly, "We don't interfere with each other's business, why do you have to meddle in other people's business?"

"The water in the well will not interfere with the water in the river?"

The man sneered, his tone full of sarcasm: "Who am I? How can you ask me? You don't deserve to know! Since you dare to break into my Middle-earth, then stay here forever."

Before he finished speaking, he took action again.

"Om~"

A terrifying aura as vast as the abyss enveloped the surroundings.

"Wow~"

His robe fluttered in the wind, rustling.

"Martial Saint?"

Jue Wushen was horrified.

This Martial Saint has obviously entered the second stage of Martial Sainthood!

There are seven levels of Martial Saint!
The closer one gets to the realm of Martial Saint, the more difficult it becomes to practice. It requires a lot of time and resources, and even some kind of opportunity to be promoted to Martial Saint.

The person in front of him had obviously reached the second stage of Martial Saint!

Differs greatly!

"Fight!"

Jue Wushen gritted his teeth, and the true energy in his body surged.

"Rumble--"

The majestic energy gathered in the heavy sword in his hand, emitting a dazzling black light, and slashed towards the man fiercely!

"Crack!"

The two powerful forces collided with each other, causing the sea water to boil.

"Ok?"

The man frowned slightly and let out a light exclamation, his eyes bursting with strong interest, as if he had sensed the mystery and extraordinaryness of the heavy sword in Jue Wushen's hand!
This heavy sword actually blocked his attack?
He is indeed a peerless evildoer!
"boom!"

The man's figure flashed and disappeared. The next moment, a sharp sword tore through the void and stabbed towards Jue Wushen.

"clang!"

The tip of the sword was shaken away and sparks flew!
Jue Wushen’s face turned pale and he staggered back a few steps.

This person is really too strong.

“Hahaha, not bad, not bad. You can actually block three of my moves!”

Suddenly, the man looked up to the sky and laughed loudly with some appreciation.

"Humph, three moves are nothing? I can block five of your moves!"

Jue Wushen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said proudly.

"Oh? So confident?"

The man smiled contemptuously.

"Humph!"

Jue Wushen snorted coldly and refused to give in.

"Boom boom boom!"

In an instant, the two men started fighting.

The waves are surging and the air is roaring!
Jue Wushen tried his best to display his sword skills, but he was just a martial arts apprentice and could not compete with the martial arts saint. After just a few moves, he was knocked into the sea.

"Huchihuchi..."

The sea water submerged his entire body, and Jue Wushen emerged from the sea in a very embarrassed state.

"Damn it!"

Jue Wushen was extremely angry.

"Aren't you very confident? Why are you silent now?"

The man said indifferently.

"who are you?"

Jue Wushen said in a deep voice.

When warriors fight, they never waste time talking.

"Haha, what do you think?"

"I guess your ancestors' graves are smoking!"

Jue Wushen gnashed his teeth.

In this situation, the other party actually still had the mind to tease him, which made him extremely angry.

"you wanna die?"

The man's face turned completely gloomy.

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out suddenly.

This time, he won't hold back!
A punch was thrown out, like a mountain collapsing, with a terrifying force like crushing dry wood and rotten wood, hitting Jue Wushen's chest!

puff!

Suddenly, a ball of blood mist exploded, and Jue Wushen was knocked away and fell into the sea, causing ripples.

"Wow--"

After a while, a mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing the sea red.

Jue Wushen was seriously injured!
"Bang!" He struggled to stand up, but his feet staggered and he fell down again.

Just now, he used up the last of his true energy to barely hold up his body and escape.

"Haha, a mere ant at the Martial Master level actually dares to challenge the Martial Saint?"

The man sneered and walked over, wanting to wipe out the roots of the problem.

He was filled with a chilling and murderous intent.

"I'll remember you! Just wait, sooner or later, I, Jue Wushen, will kill you with my own hands!"

There is no god who is extremely resentful.

At this moment, he had already decided that after he recovered from his injuries, he would immediately return to Japan and ask his master to come out and kill this man!

"hehe."

Hearing this, the man couldn't help but laugh, looking at Jue Wushen with pity, shaking his head and sighing: "You can't even survive, how can you talk about revenge?"

"What do you mean?"

Jue Wushen's pupils suddenly contracted.

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, the man stretched out his right arm and pressed down in the air.

In an instant, a huge claw mark broke through the void and grabbed over.

"Oh!"

The sea surface was stirred up by huge waves.

At that moment, Jue Wushen felt an unprecedented crisis.

At this moment, an idea flashed in his mind, and he quickly activated a jade pendant, which turned into a golden light and escaped into it.

"boom!"

The huge claw mark hit nothing, leaving a hideous gully on the sea surface!

"call out--"

Jue Wushen jumped out from the sea.

At this moment, he was covered in blood, his body was badly broken, and he was dying.

"Boy, I will spare your life today. But if you dare to come to my Middle-earth again without permission, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The man glanced at Jue Wushen coldly, turned and left, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Jue Wushen gasped heavily and climbed ashore with difficulty.

"The Martial Saint is indeed amazing!"

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, with fear in his eyes.

This time, I managed to save my life!
Fortunately, I have the amulet given by my master!
"The Martial Saint is indeed terrifying!"

Jue Wushen narrowed his eyes slightly: "If my strength can be improved to a higher level, I will dare to kill even a Martial Saint!"

"It seems that the plan to invade Middle-earth cannot be carried out this time!"

"But that young man named Cao Feng actually dared to bully my son. He must be killed!"

Jue Wushen's eyes were cold and ruthless.

"Although my son is not a direct descendant, he is also the heir of the clan. How can I allow others to blaspheme him? He must be killed!"

Jue Wushen's mind raced, and murderous intent rose in his eyes.

After a moment, Jue Wushen took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and walked towards his ship.

……

……

"boom!"

The breeze blows and the heat waves come in waves.

Cao Feng sat quietly at the bow, looking at the bright light in the distance deep in the river, his mind inexplicably filled with thoughts.

This was not the first time he returned to the imperial city of the Ming Dynasty by boat.

But this time the feeling is completely different from before.

"Shh!"

Suddenly, a ship came by and docked at the pier.

A burly, gorgeously dressed young man jumped down from the cabin and came in front of Cao Feng.

"Are you Brother Cao Feng?"

The young man said with a smile.

"I am Cao Feng!"

Cao Feng frowned.

He knew the young man.

"I am Zhao Tianchen, the commander of the Royal Guards, and I am here to greet you on the orders of the Lord Governor!"

Zhao Tianchen cupped his hands and said respectfully: "The Governor already knows about your feud with Wushen Jue Palace, and is worried that you might be in danger on the road, so he specially asked me to come and help you!"

"In that case, I'll trouble you, Brother Zhao!"

Cao Feng's mind raced, he smiled slightly and did not refuse.

(End of this chapter)