Chapter 342 Don’t Move, Let Me Kill You
Cang Zhengchu, who appeared in front of Lu Shaoqing, looked very miserable.
His hair was messy, like a savage, in a state of utter disarray.
His face was pale, with blood stains remaining on the corners of his mouth. The clothes on his chest were in tatters, with only a few strips of cloth hanging on his chest.
The body was covered with wounds, large and small, all different, with bones visible and blood dripping from them.
The breath is weak, like a residual fire in the wind that will be extinguished at any time.
Without saying a word, Lu Shaoqing immediately drew his sword and cursed at the same time, "It's so annoying, I didn't expect that you, an old guy, would actually imitate others and run naked."
"It's an insult to politeness and a disgrace. Just don't move and let me kill you."
Cang Zhengchu was seriously injured, and his murderous intention towards Lu Shaoqing was as high as the sky and thicker than the earth.
He almost fell under the attack of the Avatar, but Lu Shaoqing didn't do anything.
He also deliberately mocked him, and his anger rushed straight to his forehead, causing blood to spurt out.
"puff!"
The sword light opened the way, and Lu Shaoqing, who did not reserve his strength, burst out with a powerful aura, and his spiritual power surged out.
Like a swordsman, he slayed in front of Cang Zhengchu.
Lu Shaoqing took action and asked with concern, "Old guy, are you okay?"
"I see that you haven't vomited much blood anymore. Did you vomit too much blood just now? You have to be careful about this. It's not easy to maintain some blood when you are old."
"Come on, come on, give me your storage ring. You are going to die anyway, and I will help you handle your inheritance.
Lu Shaoqing persuaded him softly. People who didn't know better thought Lu Shaoqing was a good person.
In fact, Lu Shaoqing's sword was flying and he wished he could cut Cang Zhengchu into a stick.
Moreover, Lu Shaoqing actually waved at Cang Zhengchu's hand.
Lord Mo's sword gleamed with light and exuded a sharp aura, and it went straight towards Cang Zhengchu's arm.
Dayi's sword cut off Cang Zhengchu's arm.
Cang Zhengchu's body was shaking and shivering. He wanted to take the opportunity to get some treatment, but he found that he couldn't keep calm in front of Lu Shaoqing.
And he didn't expect Lu Shaoqing to be so decisive. Before he could take a breath after he appeared, Lu Shaoqing had already waved his hand.
Dancing with a long sword, he came to kill.
The sharp sword light and violent sword intent forced him to dodge quickly.
Seriously injured, Cang Zhengchu already had the idea of retreating.
However, he found that there was no way to leave without killing Lu Shaoqing.
Lu Shaoqing is a Nascent Soul, and just being around can tire him to death.
and!
The bastard's words hurt more than his sword.
Every word and every word spoken by Lu Shaoqing aroused the anger in his body.
"You deserve to die!"
Cang Zhengchu no longer wanted to deal with the injuries in his body, and was tremblingly ready to take action.
"Old guy, were you knocked out of your mind just now?" Lu Shaoqing didn't have the slightest worry about Cang Zhengchu, and now he was sure of victory.
Lu Shaoqing mocked and attacked fiercely.
Cang Zhengchu was already seriously injured.
Lu Shaoqing's attack was sneaky. After a few attempts, he was no longer able to resist Lu Shaoqing.
The long sword swung.
Use the Lihuo Sword Technique.
Countless sword intentions gathered like flames and once again enveloped Cang Zhengchu.
"ah!"
Cang Zhengchu screamed, and his body was severely injured again.
Being strangled by the sword energy, his limbs were almost torn apart. The sword intention entered his body and crazily destroyed everything in Cang Zhengchu's body.
Flesh and blood were evaporated, and bones cracked, first cracking, and finally shattering.
After one move, Cang Zhengchu's aura became even weaker, and the fire of life would be extinguished at any time.
Seeing this, Lu Shaoqing continued to curse, "You are a thief if you don't die when you are old. Can you just die? How nice would it be to die without pain like your grandson?"
"Go to hell!"
Mo Jun's sword was swung out again, and countless sword intentions came with the sword light.
This time, Cang Zhengchu could no longer resist.
The body was torn apart by this sword, and Nascent Soul fled hastily from the bloody body.
As soon as the Nascent Soul appeared, it disappeared into the air.
This is the teleportation unique to Nascent Soul, which the physical body cannot catch up with.
Seeing this, Lu Shaoqing slapped his head, and the black Yuanying appeared, holding the shrunken Mo Jun Sword and disappearing into the air.
This was the first time that Lu Shaoqing's Nascent Soul was out of the body. After it appeared, instead of feeling any discomfort, he felt like a fish in the sea.
Comfortable!
Lu Shaoqing couldn't help but sigh.
This feeling is simply wonderful.
This is as comfortable as counting spiritual stones.
Very comfortable.
Then, with a thought, he appeared tens of thousands of miles away, just like traveling through time and space.
The speed is superior to ordinary Yuanying, and it absorbs the surrounding spiritual energy faster.
Lu Shaoqing's eyes flashed with cold light. Directly in front of him, underneath, was Cang Zhengchu Yuanying who was running away in a hurry.
Cang Zhengchu didn't even look back. It had already teleported several times and it consumed a lot of energy. It ran out of gas and could no longer teleport.
He can only fly in the air.
Cang Zhengchu was now like a bereaved dog, uneasy, frightened, and miserable.
I wish I could fly as fast as I could with wings on my back.
After Lu Shaoqing appeared, there was no sound. Cang Zhengchu didn't notice Lu Shaoqing in the sky behind him at all.
Another flash appeared behind Cang Zhengchu, raising his sword to cut.
When he was cutting it down, Lu Shaoqing said hello.
"Hello."
Cang Zheng was shocked when he noticed the movement behind him, and his instinctive reaction made him explode again.
The speed increased sharply, but unfortunately it was still a step too late.
Mo Jun's sword had slashed at his back, blood spattered, and countless pure energy evaporated instantly.
"ah!"
Cang Zhengchu screamed and turned around to see the black Nascent Soul.
Horrified, he shouted, "Who are you?"
Seeing the black Nascent Soul for the first time in life was like seeing a monster.
Cang Zhengchu was frightened.
What is the origin of this guy?
Devil or god?
Cang Zhengchu's answer was another sword, which split his Nascent Soul in half.
Lu Shaoqing's small black Nascent Soul hands grasped the two halves of the Nascent Soul in his hands, preventing them from being rejoined.
"you you."
Cang Zhengchu's consciousness was filled with panic.
At this moment, he had lost the ability to resist and completely became Lu Shaoqing's prey.
Lu Shaoqing had a cold expression on his face, and powerful spiritual consciousness surged out.
Now Lu Shaoqing is like a demon from hell, ruthlessly erasing Cang Zhengchu's consciousness.
"ah!"
A miserable cry echoed across the world. This was the last sound Cang Zhengchu left in this world.
The unconscious Nascent Soul suddenly turned into the purest energy in the world and was absorbed by Lu Shaoqing.
Lu Shaoqing clapped his hands and looked at his hands, a little speechless, "He has grown up a lot."
"If you practice hard for another ten days and a half, you will be able to enter the second level."
Then he disappeared from the spot, and in almost one step, he stepped back to his physical body.
After entering the body, a lot of damage to the body is recovered.
Lu Shaoqing opened his eyes and touched his chin, "Although he looks very rebellious, his ability to absorb spiritual energy and speed is much stronger than that of ordinary Yuanying. Maybe this is compensation?"
"But he looks more African than African, so he won't stand out if he can."
Glancing at the messy battlefield, Lu Shaoqing felt heartbroken, "Ma De, you can't get the old man's legacy back, so you should be more careful in the future."