Lu Li stretched out his right hand and caught the tip of his spear, coldly demanding, "Who are you? I have no grudge against you, why do you want to kill me?"
"Heh, just a bandit, kill him if you will!"
“I told you, I’m not a bandit!” Lu Li explained.
The expert sneered and said, "I think you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."
The expert simply turned around and swung his silver spear.
The silver spear cut through the wind and pierced straight for Lu Li's throat.
Lu Li raised an eyebrow, his body suddenly retreating to dodge the silver spear. Then he extended his left hand, made a fist, and slammed it towards his opponent.
"Bang!"
Lu Li slammed his fist into the expert's armor, sending him flying backward.
"puff!"
"Young Prince!"
"Young Master Luo!"
The soldiers panicked and rushed towards the boy.
A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of the boy's mouth, and his face turned pale.
He struggled to his feet, but was supported by a soldier. His face darkened further as he glared at Lu Li and said, "You actually managed to hurt me!"
Lu Li asked with some surprise, "Young Master Luo? You are Luo Cheng?"
Upon hearing Lu Li call his name, the boy was slightly taken aback, then subconsciously nodded.
Luo Cheng, son of Luo Yi, the Prince of Beiping!
This is the Sui Dynasty!!!
Lu Li looked somewhat dazed; another four hundred years had passed.
However, he quickly regained his composure and then looked at Luo Cheng.
This kid is only fifteen or sixteen years old, yet he has the strength of a ninth-level martial artist. No wonder he is known as the Cold-Faced Spear Master Luo Cheng.
"I was really just passing by, not a bandit," Lu Li explained again.
But Luo Cheng stood up and brandished his silver spear, attacking Lu Li once again.
Lu Li frowned, his eyes flashing. He hadn't expected Luo Cheng to be so stubborn, completely ignoring what others said and determined to kill him.
Then, Lu Li directly activated the power of humanity, and shot out a sword beam from his finger towards Luo Cheng's throat.
Luo Cheng's expression changed slightly, and he quickly dodged.
Lu Li was too fast, and Luo Cheng couldn't dodge in time. The sword light grazed past him, leaving a bloody mark on his neck and a thin, long blood groove.
Luo Cheng clutched his neck, a wave of fear washing over him.
He hadn't expected his opponent to be so powerful; if he hadn't dodged quickly, his head would probably have been ripped off long ago.
"you!"
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