Starting as a Son-in-law to Establish an immortal Family

Chapter 1236: Chapter 429: So What If the Lu Family Produces Several Great Fate Bearers?

“Since you know of our brothers’ reputation, we’ll give you a chance now. Roll back to Blue Lake Mountain immediately. Matters of the trade association are not for the Lu Family to meddle in!”

The youth holding the feather fan spoke coldly, with a swirl of green nether energy whirling around his feather fan.

Although the four of them were overconfident, a brief exchange just now had shown them that Lu Ping’an was no ordinary opponent, and they did not have full confidence in killing him.

After all, the Blue Lake Mountain Lu Family was famous for their Talisman Path.

No one knew how many talismans the Lu Family disciples had on hand, so they were still being somewhat cautious and prudent.

Therefore, driving the Lu Family back to their patch on Blue Lake Mountain was sufficient for this trip.

In their eyes, the Lu Family of Blue Lake Mountain had been secretly accumulating strength and nurturing so many Foundation Establishment Cultivators in recent years that they had already exhausted their foundation.

As long as the family could no longer support these Foundation Establishment Cultivators, it would not be long before their prosperity turned to decline.

“The Sima Family surely is overbearing!”

“Damn it, if we were to retreat now, the trade association business would be utterly untenable.”

The Lu Family disciples standing beside the caravan, upon hearing this, were all infuriated, feeling that the Sima Family was too domineering. Then, they looked toward the towering figure of Lu Ping’an.

Now, their only hope was that their own elder brother, uncle, could repel the four of them.

“Ruyi, Ling Xiao, Zhou Daoist, be cautious.”

Lu Ping’an didn’t say much, the Black Dragon Halberd appeared in his hand, and his robust and majestic body took large strides forward, charging at the four before him.

“How dare you!”

“Arrogant!”

“Simply seeking death!”

The Sima Sijie saw Lu Ping’an actually facing the four of them alone, their faces turned cold, with a chill expression.

In their view, Lu Ping’an indeed had extraordinary strength.

But for him to face the four of them alone was a blatant disregard.

They did not take the four brothers seriously at all.

“Buzz!”

Sima Bo let out a cold hum, and the earthy-yellow mini mountain above his head instantly enlarged, spanning like the Xuan Huang Mountains between heaven and earth, pressing down on Lu Ping’an.

“Boom!”

The Xuan Huang Mountains made it seem as though the heavens and earth themselves became heavier.

An invisible pressure, thread by thread, enveloped the entire area, causing nearby Lu Lingxiao, Lu Ruyi, and Zhou Datong to feel somewhat unstable.

The caravan’s beasts of burden, Lu Family disciples, and warriors also turned pale under this intangible pressure, their Qi-Blood roiling and found it hard to breathe.

“Buzz, buzz, buzz—”

Just at that moment, streams of light burst forth from the cargo boxes of the caravan, converging into an invisible light barrier enveloping the entire caravan.

“Array master.”

Sima Shu, holding the Array Plate, looked towards one of the carriages, squinting his eyes.

“The Lady of the Lu Family from Blue Lake Mountain, Ling Zixiao, is precisely an Array Master.”

“Third brother, it seems the formation you’ve arranged has been detected by this lady.”

“Lady Lu hasn’t shown up yet. Is there something shameful?”

Sima Zhong and Sima Ji also looked toward the carriage, seemingly trying to see through it to glimpse Ling Zixiao inside.

“Ping’an, no need to waste time with them. Make it quick.”

At that moment, an elegant and pleasant voice came from inside the carriage.

The voice was very calm, yet it clearly reached everyone’s ears.

No need to waste time?

Quick resolution?

“Is everyone from your Blue Lake Mountain Lu Family this arrogant?”

“Even if Lu Changsheng and Lu Miaoge were here, they would not dare to speak to us brothers like this!”

The Sima Sijie’s expressions turned icy, and the eldest Sima Bo, with roiling Qi-Blood like that of a Demon Beast, spoke with a heavy voice.

He was also truly a Body Cultivator.

“You are not fit to mention my father, my aunt by name!”

When Lu Ping’an heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes as well.

The four before him were too arrogant.

Not only had they tried to lay deadly hands upon meeting and nearly kill his caravan’s disciples, but now they even spoke insultingly of his own father and aunt.

His stature was imposing, dressed in silver Armor, his eyes swirling with wind and thunder. Each movement was charged with the stirring of wind and thunder, like a thunderous war god.

“Wind and Thunder—Mountain Opener!”

Lu Ping’an thrust the Black Dragon Halberd, his right arm lifted with Qi-Blood surging, gathering boundless wind and thunder, forming a colossal axe above his head.

“Since you ask for death, us four brothers will grant it to you!”

Sima Bo’s burly body shimmered with Xuan Huang light, giving off a presence as heavy as a mountain, his actions merging with the Xuan Huang Mountains that spanned between heaven and earth.

He was indeed extraordinary, his Body Refinement having already reached the Second Rank Late Stage, and he possessed Foundation Establishment Sixth Layer Cultivation Level.

If Lu Ping’an’s Hundred Refinements Treasure Body Art had not broken through to the Eight Level, he might not be able to suppress him.

Facing the four brothers, he would certainly be at a disadvantage.

But at this moment, Lu Ping’an held nothing back, directly unleashing his Quasi-Third Order physique.

“Boom—”

The wind and thunder-wreathed colossal axe collided fiercely with the Xuan Huang Mountains, immediately unleashing a terrifying might that shook the earth and sky.

The explosion of divine power was brutal and violent, as if to obliterate everything in its path, causing the Xuan Huang Mountains that spanned the sky dome to constantly tremble, nearly cracking.

“Not good! Third brother, fourth brother, take action!”

The feather fan-wielding Sima Zhong’s face changed, immediately realizing something was amiss.

Their eldest brother’s punch was actually inferior to Lu Ping’an’s.

It was being pushed back continuously under Lu Ping’an’s fist.

He did not dare to hesitate, the feather fan in his hand violently fanned out, the green nether wind instantly sweeping towards Lu Ping’an.

“Clang, clang, clang—”

This green nether wind was a potent wind, striking against Lu Ping’an’s body like steel blades, resounding with the sound of metal on metal.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—”

The bow-wielding Sima Ji pulled the bowstring, and sharp golden arrows shot out, piercing the void, aimed murderously at Lu Ping’an with killing intent.

Meanwhile, Sima Shu, with the compass, squinted at the caravan below, offering up a magic pearl, attempting to break through Ling Zixiao’s formation.