Chapter 217 Thunder Killing(2/2)
Brother Guang's scalp was numb and he shouted for help.
Three foundation builders died, and he was alone and beaten by three powerful puppets and a mysterious water turtle. The prototype of the magic weapon he controlled was weak.
He offered up a quasi-third-level amulet, and under the siege, his aura dimmed rapidly, almost extinguishing in his breath.
laugh!
At this time, Lu Changan controlled the prototype of the magic weapon, and the black gold scimitar gleamed in front of his face.
"stop!"
Master Lu, who was pretending to be the real Dan Dan, sped up from behind, frightened and angry.
"snort!"
Lu Changan snorted coldly, like the sound of thunder.
When Senior Brother Guang took out the second amulet, his movements froze for a moment.
The next moment, his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.
"Senior Brother Guang!"
Mu Jiuan took a breath and shuddered.
He watched helplessly as Senior Brother Guang, who was at odds with him, was split into two pieces with a knife from head to body, top to bottom.
When Lu Changan killed four foundation builders one after another.
Squeak!
An orange-purple rat demon flashed quickly on the ground and in mid-air, picking up these people's storage bags one by one.
Almost as soon as Lu Changan had finished killing him, the Earth Rock Rat delivered the spoils to the turtle's back.
"Um."
Lu Changan smiled and nodded, put away the trophies, and glanced at Mu Jiuan on the right.
"Uncle Lu..."
Mu Jiuan's pupils shrank, his throat squirmed, a smile appeared on his face, and his body instinctively stepped back.
Looking at this youthful, peaceful and indifferent Uncle Lu, he was shocked and felt an unspeakable sense of fear and strangeness.
His father, Li Erqing, was grateful and respectful to Uncle Lu. He once disapproved of him and went to visit him reluctantly.
Without the visit that year, the two would not have known each other at all.
So in today's encounter, Lu Changan took action without any scruples, and Mu Jiuan might end up like the four senior brothers Guang.
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"Who are you, your Excellency? You dare to kill our monks from the Jinyang Sect!"
Accompanied by the spiritual pressure of the fake Dan Zhenren, the ghostly figure of the green-robed old man rushed to the scene.
"Lu is just a casual cultivator."
Lu Changan let the turtle puppet stand behind him, and the two bow and arrow puppets were on both sides.
The strength he showed just now, combined with the powerful puppet lineup, is enough to compete with the fake Dan real person.
Master Lu suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, and out of some scruples, sacrificed the magic weapon, but he did not dare to do it easily.
Naturally, he didn't believe that Lu Changan was just an ordinary casual cultivator, and he probably had a lot of background.
If he knew that Lu Changan had such strength, Uncle Lu would never dare to make such a decision.
Their team of monks lurked behind the battlefields in the Liang Kingdom. They mainly instigated rebellion and secretly caused rebellion, and did not have the capital to confront the Liang Kingdom's sect head-on.
In essence, it is a guerrilla approach, avoiding reality and focusing on fiction.
"Uncle Lu."
Mu Jiuan and the three foundation-building monks breathed a sigh of relief and hurried over to join them.
Lu Changan didn't stop him either.
"Thinking of my nephew Jiu'an's kindness, I will stay here today to wait for a way out."
Lu Changan glanced at Master Lu and Mu Jiuan lightly.
Whoosh!
With a wave of his sleeves, Lu Changan put away the puppet and sat on the black water turtle.
Along the original route, the dark blue turtle carried the calm man in white, riding the waves and breaking through the air.
Watching the man and the turtle go away, Master Lu's expression was gloomy and uncertain.
Even though Lu Changan collected the puppets, he still didn't dare to take action.
Observing Lu Changan's calm and unhurried posture, he felt that the opponent still had some strength left, which was unfathomable.
"Uncle Lu, what should we do now?"
"Collect the body and evacuate the scene!"
Master Lu gritted his teeth and made a decision.
With Lu Changan's strength and means, he only needs to entangle them and wait for the support of the Liang Kingdom sect. This group of elite monks from the Feng Kingdom who have gone deep alone will not be able to escape the catastrophe.
What Lu Changan said before leaving was not an exaggeration.
After collecting the corpses of their fellow disciples, this group of elite monks from the Feng Kingdom quickly evacuated.
"Uncle Lu..."
On the way, Mu Jiuan noticed the green-robed master looking at him deeply, and lowered his head in shame.
Master Lu Shuruo looked at him thoughtfully:
Chapter completed!