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Chapter 159: Sudden Change

This plan seemed perfect, as if God had blessed them. Lu Xiuyuan and the rescue team approached the monster camp carefully. They thought they could sneak in unnoticed with the help of the invisibility ointment and the cover of night, but fate always likes to play tricks on people. When they approached the camp, their invisibility was instantly exposed! This sudden change surprised everyone.

The instigator of all this was the old acquaintance that Lu Xiuyuan had never expected - Qing Ming. As a Nascent Soul cultivator, Qing Ming's strength was unfathomable, and his perception ability was beyond ordinary people. He was like a time bomb hidden in the dark. Once it exploded, it would completely shatter the plan of the entire rescue team.

Qing Ming's appearance made the monster camp surrounded by an indestructible wall. The camp originally guarded by the Jindan monks became impregnable because of his arrival. Lu Xiuyuan and his team members realized that they had fallen into an extremely dangerous situation. They knew that their whereabouts had been exposed and they had to take action immediately. Time was running out and any hesitation could lead to eternal damnation.

"Qingming, it's you!" Lu Xiuyuan was shocked and couldn't help but take a breath, but he quickly regained his composure, with a flash of determination in his eyes. He knew that retreating at this moment was meaningless, and the only way to survive was to bravely move forward.

"Lu Xiuyuan, I didn't expect that a fool like you would have the guts to come here and die." Qing Ming's voice was extremely cold, as if it came from the Netherworld, and it contained endless ridicule and disdain. He stood high on the top of the mountain, like a demon god, looking down at Lu Xiuyuan and his team members below, and his contemptuous eyes seemed to tell them: You are just a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

"In order to save Master and Sister, I will not hesitate to die!" Lu Xiuyuan's eyes were firm, and he had no intention of retreating. He tightly grasped the long sword in his hand, exuding an unparalleled determination and courage. He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing rhythm, calmed his mind, and continuously injected the true energy in his body into the long sword. In an instant, the long sword exuded a sharp sword light, like a roaring dragon, ready to meet the upcoming fierce battle.

Qingming had a disdainful sneer on his face. His figure flashed by like a ghost, and he instantly pounced on Lu Xiuyuan. His speed was so fast that it was like a lightning bolt tearing through the night sky, making it hard to keep up with. Seeing this, Lu Xiuyuan did not dare to be negligent. He quickly swung his sword to try to block Qingming's attack. However, Qingming's strength far exceeded Lu Xiuyuan's expectations. After just one encounter, Lu Xiuyuan felt an irresistible force surging towards him, making him almost breathless.

Despite this, Lu Xiuyuan did not give up easily. He gritted his teeth, used all his strength, tried to stabilize his body, and continued to swing his sword to engage in a fierce confrontation with Qingming. Every collision splashed countless sparks, and the air around them was distorted. But as time went on, Lu Xiuyuan gradually felt powerless, sweat slid down his forehead, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

The night was as dark as ink, so thick that it could not be dissolved. The entire Dark Valley was shrouded in darkness. In this silent valley, only the moonlight cast a faint light, illuminating the two figures. They fought fiercely in the dark night, as if they were two shining stars, colliding with each other to produce dazzling sparks.

Lu Xiuyuan, a young and promising practitioner, has already entered the early stage of Jindan. He is agile and sharp in swordsmanship, and every move contains endless power and agility. However, facing the powerful enemy Qingming, he feels unprecedented pressure.

Qing Ming, as a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, his strength is unfathomable. His figure is like a ghost, erratic, and seems to blend into the night. Every time he attacks, he brings a sharp gust of wind, making it difficult to predict. His eyes are cold and sharp, as if he can see through everything, which makes people shudder.

Lu Xiuyuan tightly grasped the long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword flashed with a cold light. He gritted his teeth and concentrated on fighting Qingming. However, every time he crossed with Qingming's sword, he could feel a huge impact from the sword, as if it was going to break his arm. His footsteps left deep marks on the ground, and every step back was full of hardship and struggle.

In this life-and-death contest, Lu Xiuyuan tried his best and continuously displayed his unique skills. His swordsmanship was as fierce as a storm, but he could never break through Qingming's defense. Qingming dealt with Lu Xiuyuan's attacks with ease. His moves seemed random, but in fact they were full of mysteries, making Lu Xiuyuan unable to defend himself.

As time went by, Lu Xiuyuan gradually felt exhausted. Sweat dripped down his forehead and soaked his clothes. But he did not give up. The faith in his heart supported him to continue fighting. He knew that only by defeating this powerful enemy in front of him could he prove his strength and realize his dream.

In the fierce battle, Lu Xiuyuan suddenly found a flaw in Qingming. He swung his sword without hesitation, with the sword's force like a rainbow and an unstoppable momentum. However, Qingming easily dodged sideways and launched a counterattack. A sharp sword energy broke through the air, and Lu Xiuyuan dodged hurriedly, but was still scratched on the cheek by the sword energy, and blood instantly stained his collar red.

The injured Lu Xiuyuan did not retreat, but instead aroused a stronger fighting spirit in his heart. He wiped the blood off his face, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He adjusted his breathing, gripped the sword again, and prepared to face Qingming's next round of attack. At this critical moment, he must exert his full potential to have a chance to defeat this powerful enemy.

The stars in the night sky flickered faintly, as if they were cheering for this fierce battle. Lu Xiuyuan and Qingming's figures crossed under the moonlight, and their battle became more and more intense, and neither of them was willing to show weakness. Who would win in the end, the answer would only be revealed at the last moment...

"Lu Xiuyuan, your cultivation is still too shallow." Qing Ming sneered coldly, his voice echoing in the night sky with a hint of disdain.

Lu Xiuyuan did not respond. He knew the gap between him and Qingming, but he could not retreat. He took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, and rushed towards Qingming again.

However, Qingming seemed to have seen through his intentions. He dodged Lu Xiuyuan's attack easily. Then, he slapped back with his palm, and a stream of Nascent Soul Qi swept towards Lu Xiuyuan like a violent storm.

Lu Xiuyuan was shocked, and he tried his best to swing his sword to resist, but the power of the Nascent Soul Qi was too great, and his sword was blown away in an instant. He was also hit by the huge impact force, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahem..." Lu Xiuyuan struggled to get up from the ground, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He looked up at Qingming, his eyes filled with resentment and anger.

However, Qing Ming did not give him any chance to breathe. He flashed and rushed towards Lu Xiuyuan again. This time, his attack was more fierce, as if he wanted to kill Lu Xiuyuan.

Lu Xiuyuan knew that he could no longer resist, but he still gritted his teeth and prepared for the final battle. He knew that even if he was doomed to fail, he could not let Qingming underestimate his courage and determination.

So, when Qingming's attack was about to fall on him, Lu Xiuyuan swung out his sword and slashed at Qingming with all his strength. Although he knew that this attack could not cause substantial damage to Qingming, he still wanted to fight with all his strength.

The sword light and the Nascent Soul Qi collided in the air, making a deafening roar. Lu Xiuyuan only felt a huge force blowing him away, and he rolled in the air, and finally fell heavily to the ground in the distance.