clang!
There's the sound of metal clashing again!
Lu Yemao's spiritual Gengjin tree covered his dantian, preventing Lu Zhengzhi's spiritual sword from piercing through it.
"Oh! You guessed it right."
A cold laugh rang in my ears.
The next moment, the golden tiger claws smashed into Lu Yemao's face without reservation.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After three consecutive hits, Lu Yemao's head was flattened and he was deader than dead. The golden spirit tree swayed a few times in the air and then disappeared.
Lu Zhengzhi was still worried, so he shot out the Fire Cloud Sword again, piercing through Lu Yemao's dantian and then spinning and crushing him.
It was not until this moment that he was sure that Lu Yemao was really dead.
The whole person instantly lost strength and fell to the ground.
"call--"
He was gasping for breath like a drowning man returning to shore.
Lu Zhengzhi struggled to take out a Xuanwu Huiling Pill from his storage bag and threw it into his mouth. Feeling that his limbs were slowly recovering strength, he propped himself up.
Don’t think that this fight only lasts for a moment.
But Lu Zhengzhi was bursting out with all his strength every moment, pushing his body to the limit.
"I almost died." Lu Zhengzhi pulled open his collar and looked at the pale white spiritual armor he was wearing.
Just now, after the dual explosion of his golden tiger shadow and golden spinning sword energy, he really faced a critical moment with his door wide open. If it weren't for the backup armor, he would have died.
Lu Yemao is worthy of being a foundation-building cultivator. He has a firm grasp of the battle situation, his instincts in attack and defense, and even the loopholes that appear in the opponent's eyes.
"Damn it, you're so talented, you even entered the foundation-building stage earlier than Lu Dahu, why did you have to follow your grandfather and do such a rotten thing as killing your own family and exterminating your clan?"
Lu Zhengzhi cursed softly, stood up, took Lu Yemao's storage bag, and threw it into the Soul-Swallowing Cauldron.
The fact that Lu Yemao dared to attack him so blatantly meant that the eldest wife's family must be getting restless.
I guess we'll start tonight.
He picked up a large ball of pure spiritual power that had been transformed from the spiritual object refined by the Soul-Swallowing Cauldron and threw it into his mouth.
Well, this huge amount of spiritual power reserve is roughly equivalent to three times the reserves in my own Dantian.
Lu Zhengzhi held the sword in his hand, looking at the blood-red sky with the setting sun, murderous intent in his eyes.
Tonight, something big happened in the Lu family.
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