Chapter 568 Enough with the bombardment

Wu Shaogan beat the short-bearded middle-aged man with all his might, each punch landing squarely on his skin.

Although the short-bearded middle-aged man was completely stunned by the blows, feeling only the shadows of fists everywhere and his whole body aching, everyone else could see clearly that a considerable number of Wu Shaogan's punches were actually aimed at the short-bearded middle-aged man's face—you could say that 50% were aimed at the face, and the remaining 50% were distributed in other parts of the short-bearded middle-aged man's body.

The body at the peak of Nirvana is too strong. No matter which part of his body Wu Shaogan attacks, he can't really kill him. He can only try to cause as much damage as possible and let the force of his punch quickly penetrate into his body.

At the same time, Wu Shaogan was also a little annoyed that he had come all the way to save his nephew, so he naturally wanted to vent his anger by slapping the short-bearded middle-aged man's face.

So now the short-bearded middle-aged man no longer has the honest and simple appearance he once had. His once handsome features have been smashed, his nose is sunken, his teeth are loose, and his eyes are dark and swollen. If he hadn't instinctively used his Xuan power to protect himself, his eyeballs would probably have been punched out!

And so, Wu Shaogan bombarded the short-bearded middle-aged man for the full time it takes to drink a cup of tea!

You should know that cultivators at the Nirvana Realm can fight countless rounds in the blink of an eye, and a cup of tea is enough to make the short-bearded middle-aged man look tattered and unrecognizable.

But this is the limit.

Wu Shaogan's strength is indeed on the Sky Ranking, and the short-bearded middle-aged man has indeed not even touched the edge of the Sky Ranking. However, Nirvana's survival ability is terrifying. If he only uses his fists to beat the short-bearded middle-aged man, he can always slowly find the rhythm of his attack.

So, once Wu Shaogan felt a little better, he slipped away.

At the same moment he retreated, Zhong Cai tacitly manipulated the ancient city into a flying shuttle warship, gradually pulling the "sharp beak" at the front of the warship out of the flying boat.

The next instant, the flying shuttle warship rammed into the target again!

During a battle, no one is so careless as to give the enemy time to react. Just as the short-bearded middle-aged man felt the shadow of the fist that had been hitting him dissipate, another extremely terrifying force suddenly struck him!

Excruciating pain!

Unparalleled excruciating pain!

The middle-aged man with the short beard coughed up blood, feeling as if all the bones in his body had broken—countless bones broke off and pierced through his body from the inside out, and sharp bone spurs suddenly pierced his heart!

He could feel his life force constantly slipping away...

In that instant, another powerful life force swept over his entire body, and the pain vanished. His bloodshot eyes regained their brightness, and his vision suddenly became clear.

The middle-aged man with the short beard suddenly realized what was happening.

He just died once.

It was his clone who died in his place that allowed his original self to return to normal.

But this also means that he only has one life left.

The short-bearded middle-aged man was a veteran of Nirvana who had been around for many years and was very experienced. So, almost instinctively, he withdrew and retreated the moment he felt his body relax, using his fastest speed!

Even more so, he changed his movement techniques countless times during this period—as long as the sense of crisis in his heart did not disappear, he would constantly change his movement techniques, constantly adjust his direction, and constantly shift!

It was unclear how much time had passed before the short-bearded middle-aged man vaguely felt that he had escaped the crisis.

Only then did he finally recover and observe the situation.

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Wu Dongxiao watched helplessly as his uncle beat up the Nirvana Peak cultivator for a while before retreating. His Uncle Zhong then used a warship to ram the Nirvana cultivator to death, and the Nirvana cultivator's clone died in place of the original. The original Nirvana cultivator then began to run wildly through the sky!

His lips twitched involuntarily.

It's really running around everywhere! Up and down, left and right, it's impossible to tell its trajectory.

Wu Dongxiao possessed exceptional combat skills; how could he not know that Nirvana was constantly searching for a way out, trying to avoid being locked onto and attacked by his two uncles' warships, wanting to prevent them from finding their target?

That's right, he understands the logic, but it's still really funny.

Wu Dongxiao's gaze involuntarily turned to his two uncles.

Wow, not surprising at all.

His Uncle Zhong was practically dying of laughter, and he even rocked the bow of the boat to make fun of him, while his younger uncle, who at first glance seemed expressionless, actually had his eyes and face full of tenderness as his uncle Zhong laughed wildly and contorted in pain...

Alright, as long as the two uncles are happy.

As Wu Dongxiao had expected, what happened next was exactly what happened. After his Uncle Zhong got tired of watching the Nirvana "dance," he stopped turning the bow of the boat.

Nirvana seemed to realize that the crisis had passed and was finally able to pause for a moment to observe the enemy's situation.

But has the crisis really been resolved?

It's just that his Uncle Zhong got tired of it.

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The middle-aged man with a short beard carefully observes the situation.

But he dared not leave.

Because as soon as he has the thought of leaving, the sense of crisis he just got rid of will come back.

At this moment, the middle-aged man with the short beard calmed down and realized that he had been tricked. Suddenly, he felt extremely angry.

But he soon realized that anger was useless.

What he needs to do now is find a way to survive.

So here's the question.

Who suddenly attacked him?

He was completely bewildered from the beginning, and was suddenly attacked. After that, his anger and the situation he faced were beyond his control, and he was immediately drawn into the battle, where he was now helplessly caught up in it.

The middle-aged man with the short beard took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions.

He needs to be calmer and not let anger cloud his judgment.

Perhaps the other party now knows that he is prepared, so he has not attempted to attack again.

The middle-aged man with the short beard summoned his flying boat, stood on it, and his gaze fell on the strangely shaped warship not far away.

A pair of young men were standing at the bow of the boat.

They appeared intimate and relaxed.

The one at a higher level was the early Nirvana stage who attacked him earlier, while the one next to him was merely a Spirit Transformation stage cultivator.

However, the warships were of a very high grade.

It's a level nine warship!

The pupils of the middle-aged man with the short beard suddenly contracted.

He tried to calm himself down, suppressing the hatred he felt for losing his clone, and asked in a deep voice, "Why did you suddenly attack me?"

The middle-aged man with the short beard had some suspicions in his mind, but he still held onto a sliver of hope.

He stared intently at the two men, awaiting their answer.

The two young men did not speak.

The next moment, the short-bearded middle-aged man saw that the shorter, more handsome one raised his hand and pointed his finger in the direction behind him.

The middle-aged man with a short beard had a gloomy look in his eyes.

My bad feeling came true!

They really did come for the kid behind him!

The short-bearded middle-aged man understood that things could not end well today, but he still racked his brains to find a way to escape from his most treasured methods—even if it meant losing a lot of skin, he had to find an opportunity.

Meanwhile, in an effort to buy time, he spoke as gently as possible: "This is all a misunderstanding. I have already paid the price. Why don't you two be merciful and let me leave? I am willing to spend a lot of resources to compensate young friend Lin for his losses."

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Zhong Cai was taken aback when she heard the name "Young Friend Lin".

Then he realized that this must be a pseudonym his nephew had given him while traveling.

Zhong Cai himself could see that this short-bearded Nirvana was just an excuse to delay.

However, excuses aside, this shrewd old man must have some sincerity in his heart—if he decides to let the other party go, the other party will really come up with a large amount of resources to buy his life.

But on what basis?

Zhong Cai smiled and finally spoke.

"You've tricked our nephew."

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Upon hearing this, the short-bearded middle-aged man's face darkened even more.

That last glimmer of hope vanished.

He continued, "Everything is negotiable. I am an elder of the Liuxian Pavilion. As you two probably know, the Liuxian Pavilion has various kinds of incense that can aid cultivation. I have quite a few myself and can also request more from the Liuxian Pavilion..."

However, the short-bearded middle-aged man had only said this much when he suddenly widened his eyes and began to mobilize all his energy!

How could the speed of a Nirvana cultivator compare to the firing of cannons from a level nine warship?

Zhong Cai came here to kill the enemy, not to uphold any martial virtues.

His old man had already tried the short-bearded middle-aged man's methods before, and his combat awareness in all aspects was still lacking, so there was no need to continue fighting him.

So, let's just send him to his death now.

Zhong Cai maneuvered the warship and fired a single cannon shot—

A deafening roar erupted as artillery fire locked onto the Nirvana Man from all sides, engulfing him completely!

This short-bearded Nirvana had no direction to escape from, and its speed was far inferior to that of artillery fire.

In another instant, he died in the scorching gunfire!

No matter how cunning he was, or how many tricks he came up with, he simply couldn't use them.

He died just like that.

In the final moments before his death, a phrase seemed to float out of the remaining consciousness of this short-bearded middle-aged man.

"You're from Liuxian Pavilion? I'm from Lingxian Sect."

Perhaps it is in the instant of death that consciousness reacts very quickly. In the moment his consciousness dissipated, this middle-aged man with the short beard suddenly had many thoughts and understood many things.

The junior who had been fooled by him was probably the nephew of Wu Shaogan from the War God Temple. Wu Shaogan was apparently on the Nirvana Sky List.

That's it! How come he didn't recognize him before? He clearly saw Wu Shaogan's video on the list before. Now it matches up, the one throwing the punch is indeed Wu Douhuang...

The person next to Wu Douhuang is Zhong Danhuang of the Lingxian Sect, right? Wu Shaogan's Daoist partner is an exceptionally outstanding alchemist. He certainly doesn't need the so-called "burning incense" from their Liuxian Pavilion, because he produces many top-grade pills that are of better quality and have greater effects than the burning incense...

At this moment, the short-bearded middle-aged man was filled with regret, realizing he shouldn't have done what he did.

But it was all too late.

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As the short-bearded middle-aged man repented for his life, Wu Dongxiao, standing in front of the stone fortress, obediently opened the last bit of protective shield and revealed a very well-behaved smile.

only……

This is useless.

The next instant, Wu Dongxiao felt his body lighten, and he was already flying, flying...