"Lu Henge, there is no grudge between you and me, why do we have to fight to the death like this!"

Chu Huan was breathing heavily.

The immortal's demeanor completely disappeared.

Lu Hen Ge raised his eyebrows: "It seems like you want to kill me first."

Hearing this.

A trace of resentment flashed across Chu Huan's eyes, but he quickly restrained it. Before the fight, he had not expected Lu Hen Ge to be so strong, and he could feel a strong aura from Lu Hen Ge. Fighting with Lu Hen Ge in the Western Realm would be too disadvantageous for him.

Chu Huan pretended to understand and said, "I've thought about it carefully. Actually, my second brother's death really has nothing to do with you. It was the Heavenly Dao who did it. I'm going to settle the score with the Heavenly Dao now. We'll meet again later."

actually.

Think about it carefully.

Chu Ge is already dead.

The dead cannot be resurrected unless the remaining soul is found and Chu Ge is reincarnated.

The dead are gone.

The living must live.

I can't risk my life just to avenge Chu Ge.

"Second brother, I don't have the ability to avenge you for the time being. Wait until I return to the family and gather all the strength to avenge you!" Chu Huan comforted himself in his heart. After all, after Chu Ge died, he was the only heir left in the Chu family.

Lu Hen Ge raised his hand.

The ancient sword was pointed at Chu Huan.

Seeing this.

Chu Huan was suddenly startled.

The ancient sword really left me with a psychological trauma.

"Fight me if you want, and leave if you want? Who do you think I am?" Lu Hen Ge had no intention of letting Chu Huan go. He still needed to use Chu Huan to make pills.

Hearing this.

Chu Huan suddenly became furious.

"My Chu family has connections in the Immortal Realm!"

The Chu family has more than one Confucian immortal. Chu Huan is just a newly promoted Confucian immortal. There are ancestors in the family who have been immortals for a long time in the fairy world. It is said that they have even founded a sect. This relationship alone is something that Lu Hen Ge cannot compare to.

Before Lu Henge could speak, Mu Mu couldn't help but ask, "Is your last name Chu? Or is it a Confucian immortal? Who is Chu Zhao to you?"

Chu Huan's face lit up with joy.

It seems that this woman is from the fairyland and actually knows the name of his ancestor.

"To be honest with you, fellow Taoist, Chu Zhao is my ancestor's real name, but he prefers to be called the Taoist Master of Writing." Chu Huan couldn't help but straighten his spine, as if he was Chu Zhao.

Mumu looked at him strangely.

"So you are a descendant of Chu Zhao."

"No wonder!"

Mumu shook his head.

Chu Huan was a little confused. Mu Mu's reaction didn't seem respectful...

Mu Mu kindly reminded him, "I'm afraid you don't know, so I'm telling you in advance. If you can survive today and go to the fairyland, don't mention Chu Zhao's name, otherwise you will be miserable."

Chu Huan's face froze.

Lu Hen Ge interrupted: "That's okay, he won't survive today."

Hear this.

Chu Huan's mentality became even more broken.

The series of events that happened today were so bizarre that his Tao heart was a little unstable.

Lu Hen Ge blocked the surrounding space, not allowing Chu Huan any chance to escape, and even mobilized the luck of the entire Western Realm to suppress Chu Huan. As long as Chu Huan was still within the scope of the Western Realm, his strength would be greatly reduced.

A moment.

Chu Huan felt the power in his body being mobilized, which was extremely obscure and difficult to understand.

One more thing.

The Western Realm is a small world. The power of this world is mainly spiritual power. Chu Huan is already an immortal, and the spiritual power is too low-level for him to restore his strength. However, Lu Hen Ge does not have this concern.

Lu Hen Ge is at the half-step immortal realm.

In essence.

Still a monk.

No matter how much strength is consumed, as long as there is enough spiritual power, it can be absorbed and restored.

"Do you really want to be an enemy of my Chu family?!"

Chu Huan's eyes were cold.

Lu Hen Ge teased, "Haven't I been an enemy of your Chu family for a long time? You're talking as if your Chu family will let me go if I don't kill you."

Chu Huan was silent.

After a long time.

Chu Huan said seriously: "I promise!"

Lu Hen Ge did not answer, but directly swung out the ancient sword. He had just chatted with Chu Huan because he needed some time to recover his spiritual power. Now that he had almost recovered, it was naturally time for Chu Huan to die.

"you!"

Chu Huan was shocked.

His immortal body was close to collapse. If he was hit by the ancient sword again, he would probably disintegrate on the spot.

In a panic.

Chu Huan kept dodging.

The speed of the Ancient Sword was so fast that Chu Huan didn't even have time to use his power of speaking and making magic happen.

Immediately following.

Behind Lu Henge appeared a statue of a Dharmadhatu, one immortal and one demon, both very similar to Lu Henge in appearance, except that there was no emotional fluctuation of a living person in their eyes. A long sword condensed from spiritual power appeared in the Dharmadhatu's hand.

Lu Hen Ge and Fa Xiang disappeared at the same time. The next second, Lu Hen Ge grabbed the hilt of the ancient sword, and Fa Xiang appeared behind Chu Huan.

One in front and one behind, forming a double-team.

Swish!

Swish!!

Two sword lights flashed by.

Lu Hen Ge and Fashang exchanged positions. At this moment, Lu Hen Ge came behind Chu Huan, while Fashang came in front of Chu Huan.

The spiritual sword in the Dharma Image's hand slowly disappeared, and the Dharma Image itself also slowly became transparent and disappeared. In the end, only Lu Hen Ge was left standing behind Chu Huan, with his back to Chu Huan, and he put the ancient sword back into the storage ring.

Chu Huan's body was cut into small pieces.

The immortal's body completely collapsed.

Lu Hen Ge did not waste it. He took out his alchemy furnace and stuffed Chu Huan into it. After all, he wanted to use Chu Huan to make pills. Every drop of blood and every piece of flesh was the essence of alchemy.

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