Time seemed to stop flowing at that moment, Qin Haojun's eyes were prominent, almost bursting out, his frightened eyes were full of incredulity, and a killing intent that was enough to make him terrifying crawled into his heart, almost suffocating.

The tip of the sword that pierced the Blood Moon Knife only paused for less than half a breath before continuing to stab at Qin Haojun's throat.

When Qin Haojun felt his throat cold, the Thorn Spring Sword had already stabbed out from the back of his neck, bringing out a large patch of blood.

How could he die? How could he die? Qin Haojun's face was full of doubts and horror, but more than that, he was unwilling.

He has been gifted since he was a child, and he was valued by the family and went undercover in the Qin family, step by step, even in the Qin family, he is the first person with a well-deserved surname to be a disciple.

Even if this experience can't successfully enter the Spirit Illusion Sect, when he breaks through the eightfold of the day after tomorrow, he will be entrusted with important tasks by the high-level of the Qin family, and he will influence the Qin family's decision, as well as the Su family's secret help, the future can be described as bright, and all of this was extinguished by Lu Shaoyi.

The most hateful thing is that Lu Shaoyi's cultivation is low, he is just born with a good body, how can he be comparable to himself?

At the moment of death, Qin Haojun was unwilling, and his hands tightly grasped the piercing spring sword that pierced his throat, wanting to pull it out but he was powerless to do it. The blood gushing out of his throat continued for a few breaths before it began to weaken.

Slowly, Qin Haojun's eyes became dull, and his complicated expression was forever fixed on his face.

Until there was no breath of life, Qin Haojun's corpse still held on for a few breaths before falling weakly on the wet ground.

"Smack!"

After Qin Haojun fell to the ground, Lu Shaoyi was no longer able to support his body, and after breathing a sigh of relief, he immediately fell to the ground, his body trembling slightly.

The [Rain Thorn], which is integrated with the meaning of rhythm, both speed and strength exceed the bearing limit of Lu Shaoyi's current body, and the strength of the physical body and the spiritual power of the Spirit Sea are all drained by the moment the Thorn Spring Sword stabs out, and it can be said that the strength has been overdrawn.

After a life-and-death battle with Qin Haojun, Lu Shaoyi was physically and mentally tired, gasped rapidly, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

As more than half an hour passed, the rain had quietly subsided, the dark clouds in the sky had dispersed, and the sky had returned to its original brightness. Thanks to this rain, the smell of blood around it was diluted, but it didn't attract nearby demon beasts to come over.

Lu Shaoyi didn't know how long he had been asleep, and he didn't regain consciousness until nightfall.

At the moment of waking up, Lu Shaoyi's consciousness seemed to be still in the battle with Qin Hejun, his eyes widened, and he stood up impressively.

Then, there was a sharp pain in his body, and before he could stand up, he fell to the ground again.

The intense pain pulled Lu Shaoyi back to reality, and then he remembered that Qin Hejun had died under his Thorn Spring Sword.

"Hoo ......"

Lu Shaoyi exhaled with palpitations, his expression flashing.

After a while, Lu Shaoyi slowly struggled to get up from the ground, and the severe pain spread through the nerves of his body, such a simple action made his whole body feel like he was prostrating.

After some adjustments, the center of gravity stabilized and did not fall to the ground.

"I almost died, it's dangerous. Fortunately, my body is tough enough, if I were an ordinary person and withstand a heavy blow from a ground-level spiritual weapon, I am afraid that I would be killed on the spot, right?"

Looking at the shocking wound on his chest, Lu Shaoyi was terrified. Fortunately, the wound has stopped bleeding, and this life has been saved.

After resting for a moment, Lu Shaoyi's gaze swept around. After a battle, the surroundings were already in shambles.

Lu Shaoyi staggered to Qin Haojun's side, and saw that Qin Haojun's face was still shocked and unwilling to die, his eyes were round, staring at the sky blankly, and his handsome face and indifference and calmness were gone.

Lu Shaoyi quietly looked at Qin Haojun's corpse, and finally sighed, with an inexplicable sadness, and even a fear welling up in his heart.

Since he practiced the exercises, experienced several life and death, and saw the reality clearly, the killing in Lu Shaoyi's heart was also stimulated, even if it was the first subjective killing, but the discomfort was quickly adjusted.

"I have no grievances with you, but I am bent on putting me to death, don't blame me for my death. ”

Lu Shaoyi exhaled lightly, squatted down, looked at the Blood Moon Knife that was broken into more than a dozen pieces scattered all over the place, and casually picked up a fragment of the Blood Moon Knife and took a look.

"This knife is not bad, but it's a pity that this earth-level spiritual weapon. ”

Lu Shaoyi looked at a broadsword next to him, which was Qin Haojun's portable sword.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Shaoyi shook his head and said, "If you bring it with you, it's not good to explain it to the Qin family." ”

Qin Haojun, as the first disciple of the Qin family, is of course valued by the Qin family, even if Lu Shaoyi tells Qin Hejun's true identity, the Qin family's high-level leaders may not necessarily believe it, if he still brings Qin Haojun's saber, will the Qin family think that he has the intention of killing people and stealing goods?

If you can't say it, you will be determined to be an undercover agent and take the opportunity to kill the outstanding disciples of the Qin family. If that's the case, it's really not good to explain it to the Qin family when you return to Heavenly Desolate City.

Lu Shaoyi gave up the idea of taking away Qin Haojun's saber, threw it into the quagmire on the ground, and staggered to the side of the ghost-faced iron lin demon beast that had already died, and took the demon pill.

"I was seriously injured by this knife, and it looks like I have to find a quiet place to stay and recover for a while. ”

After doing all this, Lu Shaoyi's expression was cold, he glanced around, identified a direction, dragged his scarred body, and walked slowly towards a dense grove.

At night in the Huangzhang Mountains, it was dark and silent, and the clouds and mist descended with the arrival of the night.

Perhaps because of the rain, the fog was thicker than usual throughout the mountains, covering the peaks and jungles of the mountains, as if casting a thin veil over the beautiful but murderous Huangzhang Mountains.

At the foot of a certain mountain peak, in a naturally formed cave, a figure is sitting in the deepest part of the cave. The originally deserted cave mansion had a little more life because of the arrival of this figure.

If you look closely, you can find that the nearby heaven and earth aura is slowly drifting towards the side of this figure from all directions, as if it is pulled by some kind of gravity.

There is no doubt that the person sitting cross-legged is Lu Shaoyi, who has just experienced the battle of life and death.

"Ahem......"

Under a light cough, wow, a mouthful of blood spit out of Lu Shaoyi's mouth, and it can be seen from his complexion that Lu Shaoyi's body is extremely weak at this time.

"It seems that the injury this time is not light, maybe it will leave an incurable dark disease, if there is Grandpa Lu's spiritual fluid, it would be good. ”

For the feeling of being comfortable all over the body after drinking the spiritual liquid, Lu Shaoyi misses it very much. No matter how strong his body is, it will be difficult for him to recover from such a serious injury.