Volume 2: Xuanlan Crazy Cultivation! Chapter 43: Tyrant Sword Scar!
Half a moon is fleeting.
In the past half a month, after a lot of life-and-death struggles with demonic beasts, Lu Yu's entire temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes.
The cheeks, which were originally slightly immature, are now showing a little maturity, and even the body has become more and more strong.
In terms of cultivation, it is also a step further, as early as three days ago, he broke through the shackles again and reached the fivefold realm of qi training!
On this day, Lu Yu, as usual, quickly shuttled between the jungles, searching for his next hunting target, when suddenly, a human voice came into his ears.
"Qingji, you can't escape, hurry up and hand over the treasure!"
"Overlord sword, Qingji?" Lu Yu asked silently, and then quickly climbed to the ancient tree beside him, hidden, and his eyes also observed the surroundings, and after a while, a burly body appeared in his field of vision.
This is a middle-aged man holding a long cyan giant sword, on his back, several shocking blood marks, bright red blood is constantly gushing out, and the dark and cold blade also has a little blood remaining, obviously, this person has just gone through a thrilling battle.
I saw that he was running frantically, and he looked back from time to time, as if he was hiding from something.
"Whoosh~whoosh~whoosh. Suddenly, three more figures appeared in front of the fleeing blood shadow.
I saw that the three people stopped not far away, looking at the middle-aged man who had stopped with a playful face.
"How is it?Qingji, do you still want to keep running?" A man in a green robe approached slowly, the corners of his mouth curled, and he looked at the other party: "Hurry up and hand over the Qiankun Jiuyang Armor, we can let you live today, otherwise, you will die today!"
And the middle-aged man named Qingji, hearing the sound of threat, not only did not have the slightest fear, but glanced at the other party with disdain.
"Heh, if it weren't for Lao Tzu just going through a big battle, the source qi in his body has been exhausted, how can it be your turn to be a few small fish and shrimp here to be a tiger, and want Lao Tzu to hand over the "Qiankun Jiuyang Armor"?" The teasing voice continued to come out: "I might as well tell you that the broken thing has been thrown by Lao Tzu, if you are interested in the "broken thing", Lao Tzu can consider giving you a thought about it and telling you the location where Lao Tzu threw it!"
However, the three of them were not angry, they were still full of "smiles", and then the man's body approached, and his left hand moved forward, grabbing Qingji's neck.
The next moment, the whole person was lifted up.
"That's right, you in your heyday, our three brothers really don't dare to do anything to you. The smile on his face was even bigger: "But the way you look now, I can kill you with one finger!"
"Ahem, there's... Kill me..."At this moment, Qing Scar felt that he was being grabbed by an iron tong, and his breathing gradually became difficult, but the contempt of the exclusive powerhouse in his eyes remained undiminished, and his tone was still firm: "Treasure... No, to... Kill one!"
The words fell, and from the green robe, a piercing coldness gradually emanated.
"Well, since you toast and don't eat and drink. The hand on the neck slowly exerted force: "Then I will do what you wish!"
"Big brother, stop!"
The sudden sound made the strength of the palm relax for a moment, and he turned to look at the owner of the voice.
"Third, what's wrong?"
The latter stepped forward at the same time, his eyes swept over the dying figure, and then fell on the green-robed man again: "Big brother, I think it would be too cheap for him to let him die like this." Looking at Qingji's eyes narrowed slightly: "We can abolish him and see how he maintains this strong posture in the future!"
Lu Yu, who was potentially secret, could naturally hear the words coming from below, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.
What is a person's greatest fear? There is no doubt that it is death, but the best way to torture a person is to make it worse than death!
He hadn't really seen it, and when he was in Luoyuan Town before, it was just a chance to hear about this person's prestige.
It is rumored that he is a genius, and when he was thirty years old, he had already broken through the "congenital" barrier, shocking the entire "Wuling Prefecture" in one fell swoop.
Even the Sun Moon Sect once threw an olive branch to him, intending to solicit him, but for some reason, he actually refused the other party's invitation, and in the end, the matter was over.
It is conceivable how cruel it is for such a genius to abolish his cultivation, that is the real life... No... As... Die!
Thinking like this, Lu Yu's gaze fell on the four people below again.
I saw that the so-called "big brother", when he heard this suggestion, not only did he not show the slightest sympathy, but looked at the bloody man in his hand even more frantically.
Without any warning, the blue-robed man directly turned his right hand into a palm and pierced through the fierce man's dantian.
As a beam of blood spurted out, the eyes of Qingji, who had been unconscious, suddenly opened.
The heart-rending pain instantly swept through the whole body, and the whole body was like falling into a cold purgatory.
At this moment, he could clearly feel that the Qi Pill in his dantian that had been cultivated for thirty-six years was shattered... Finish!
Strong unwillingness and despair filled Qingji's entire mind, as if he couldn't feel the pain in his body anymore, and just stared at the blue-robed man who was holding him.
And the other party didn't avoid his gaze at all, staring at the bloody man in his palm with a smile, and the hand on his neck was released again.
Then, the tiger body fell down and fainted again.
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