For a sword cultivator, hands are undoubtedly the most precious.
Losing both hands means being unable to hold the hilt of the sword anymore, which is almost equivalent to losing everything for a sword cultivator.
The words of the Lu family's eldest elder undoubtedly touched Pei Su's sore spot. Pei Su's eyes flashed with strong murderous intent, and his figure disappeared in an instant.
The next moment, he appeared in front of the Lu family's great elder, and the two swords in his hands swept out, the black blade and the green blade dancing at the same time, emitting a heart-pounding cold light.
The black blade and the green blade echoed each other, interweaving into a terrifying sword energy net, enveloping the Lu family's eldest elder.
The Lu family's eldest elder's face darkened slightly, and he instinctively sensed danger. When he put up his spiritual power shield to resist, the green blade had already corroded his spiritual power shield and suddenly chopped him away.
"Grand Elder!" The other elders of the Lu family exclaimed when they saw this.
Just as they were about to attack Pei Su, the sky suddenly darkened.
Everyone subconsciously looked up at the sky, only to see dark clouds, lightning flashing in the clouds, and dull thunder began to sound!
Less than two seconds later—
Rumble!
Dozens of lightning bolts struck at the same time!
He chopped down the Lu family members fiercely!
At the same time, countless transparent spiritual threads enveloped all of the Lu family's death guards in the blink of an eye. Some of the death guards were not paying attention and were cut!
"How come this spiritual line is so much stronger?!"
It can't be split open!
"Because this is all my hard work!" Zhuge Youlin laughed. He raised his hands slightly and controlled countless spiritual threads to attack the Death Guards.
He was like a ruthless executioner, killing without blinking an eye.
In fact, I am getting more and more excited.
"I am the strongest again now!"
Zhuge Youlin swallowed the gold and directly raised his cultivation from the ninth level of the True Spirit Realm to the ninth level of the Emperor Spirit Realm. Now his strength is close to that of the elders of the Lu family.
What's even more terrifying is that he is a group attack practitioner. He will either lose in close combat first or win in group attack first.
Jiang Xianyue glanced at him coldly, "Don't waste time, kill him!"
The time for cultivation after swallowing gold is very limited.
So, quick decision!
"Okay!" Zhuge Youlin took a deep breath and replied.
He became serious and could kill several Death Guards with just a flick of his fingers.
The third elder of the Lu family had a gloomy expression on his face. He pointed at Zhuge Youlin and shouted, "Get rid of that brat first!"
With the order, many death guards came towards Zhuge Youlin.
Zhuge Youlin immediately controlled the spiritual line to prevent them from approaching, but these death guards attacked regardless of everything and risked their lives.
However, in an instant, three death guards who were seriously injured broke through the spiritual line encirclement and arrived beside Zhuge Youlin. They immediately swung their long swords emitting a sharp cold light towards Zhuge Youlin!
clang!
A trident swept across, blocking the Death Guards' swords.
The girl holding the trident nimbly attacked the three death guards and said to Zhuge Youlin in a deep voice.
“Stand back!”
Zhuge Youlin quickly retreated a distance. He looked at Jiang Xianyue fighting in the front, and his eyes deepened slightly.
Rumble!
Thick bolts of lightning meandered down from the sky like silver snakes!
Each bolt of lightning contained powerful force, which made many people from the Lu family feel numb all over, their bodies tremble involuntarily, and they almost lost the ability to move!
"Ahhhh..." People kept screaming.
At this moment, the young man who controlled the spiritual plant with lightning attributes was standing quietly in the center of the battlefield. He was wearing a light green robe, looking cool and elegant.
His dark brown eyes were like the deep starry sky, scanning the surroundings indifferently, carefully observing everyone's movements, and then relying on his control over thunder and lightning, he assisted his friends in the battle as much as possible!
The melodious piano music came again, like a clear spring flowing on the battlefield, bringing a sense of tranquility and peace.
However, this tranquility was soon broken, and the piano music became passionate, as if urging people to fight bravely!
Everyone in the Lu family only felt a sharp pain in their sea of consciousness.
The faces of several elders of the Lu family were so gloomy at this moment that ink could drip out of them. They immediately flashed over and fought directly with Xiao Zechuan and others.
Xiao Zechuan faced the third elder.
Yu Changying faced the fourth elder.
Chi Yue faced the fifth elder.
Wen Yuchu faced the Eighth Elder.
Jiang Xianyue faced the Ninth Elder.
Pei Su was still fighting with the Great Elder of the Lu Family, but because his cultivation level was far behind his opponent, he suffered more and more injuries.
The strange beasts and ghosts chased after them and entangled the Lu family's death guards.
Wu Ying faced the Ten Elders.
Ji, Chongming and Bai Ze all transformed into human form and fought against the Lu family!
This battle is extremely fierce!
But it is obvious that Chen Yan and his side do not have the upper hand!
As time went by, the friends could no longer hold on.
The person who faced the head of the Lu family was Chen Yan.
Chen Yan's cultivation level is five small realms lower than that of Prime Minister Lu Jing!
In addition, Lu Jingcheng is very powerful. If it weren't for the green ball that occasionally blocked some fatal injuries for Chen Yan, she probably wouldn't have been able to hold on until now.
Lu Jingcheng's face became paler and paler, and the stab wound in his abdomen burst open again, with blood gushing out. He was now somewhat weak, and his strength was gradually decreasing.
On the other hand, although Chen Yan's face was slightly pale, his breathing was still steady.
After she exchanged swords with Lu Jingcheng, she was forced back a distance by the impact.
Her face was cold as she looked up at the battle situation, then she grasped the blade of the Tianzhou Divine Sword with her left hand.
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