"Om~!"

Just heard a roar.

The astonishingly powerful Cang Qiong Sword finally settled in the sky above Lu Zhiyuan's head.

One person and one sword, the distance is less than ten centimeters.

Lu Zhiyuan could clearly feel the cold light emanating from the sword, so much so that goosebumps appeared all over his body.

There was even more cold sweat behind him.

"receive!"

Lu Chen pulled back his sword finger, and the Sky Sword he shot turned into a black light with another "swish" sound and returned to his hand.

"Third uncle, you are defeated."

Lu Chen spoke calmly.

"I didn't expect that I would be defeated by you."

Lu Zhiyuan lowered his head and looked at his hands with a sad expression, unable to accept this result.

He has been practicing martial arts very hard since he was a child, and he has never slacked off for decades.

In addition, his cultivation talent is extremely high, and he has reached the level of Grand Master at the age of more than 40 years old.

Looking at the entire Xiliang, they are among the best.

He thought that with his strong foundation and rich combat experience, he should be able to win steadily.

However, just now, Lu Changge's three swords made him deeply understand that there was a huge gap in strength between the two.

Even if he tried his best and used the Lu family's secret method, he could not hurt Lu Changge at all, but was easily defeated by the opponent.

This blow was really too big for him.

The talent he was proud of was not worth mentioning in front of Lu Changge.

"Third uncle, you are already very strong. Let alone Xiliang, even if you look at the entire Dragon Kingdom, there are not many people who can beat you." Lu Chen said.

"Don't comfort me. If you lose, you lose. I'm not at the point where I can't afford to lose." Lu Zhiyuan laughed at himself.

"Third uncle, the agreement between us is still valid. As long as you are willing to tell me the truth and tell me where the remnants of the Dragon Guard Pavilion are, I promise that I will never embarrass you." Lu Chen said.

Lu Zhiyuan did not speak, but looked at Lu Wanjun.

"Chang Ge's words are my words." Lu Wanjun said calmly.

"I can promise you, but you must ensure that none of my subordinates will be punished." Lu Zhiyuan began to bargain.

"No problem, as long as the information you provide is useful, I promise not to kill them." Lu Chen nodded.

"Okay! It's a deal!" Lu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Lu Changge promised not to kill him, he knew very well that he could avoid the death penalty but could not escape the living crime.

If you do something like this, you will either be thrown into a dark prison, or your cultivation will be abolished and you will be placed under house arrest for the rest of your life.

The former is worse than death, while the latter can still enjoy his old age.

Now, he is at the end of his strength and has no room for resistance. He can only buy a better living space for himself through a few secrets in his mouth.

"Actually, your guess is correct. The people from Dragon Protection Pavilion have indeed had contact with me before."

After calming down the surging blood in his chest, Lu Zhiyuan spoke again: "But at first, I ignored them. It was not until I saw a familiar face that I was shaken."

"Who did you see?" Lu Chen asked.

"The former general of the Black Dragon Army, Song Zun!" Lu Zhiyuan said seriously.

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

"Song Zun? Isn't he already dead?"

"Yes! General Song died ten years ago, how could he still appear in Xiliang?"

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