Chapter 57 I have a showdown
Chapter 57 I have a showdown
Chapter 57 I have a showdown
"Song Ziqing, if you dare to kill me, aren't you afraid of bearing the wrath of my Senluo Temple?"
Chu Tianliu looked at Song Ziqing and said.
Song Ziqing smiled slightly, "You, Chu Tianliu, were killed by Lu Zhuang, so what has it to do with me, Song Ziqing?"
Chu Tianliu was stunned for a moment, this guy actually wanted to blame Lu Zhuang, "You are so insidious."
"I'm sorry, to be honest, if brother Lu didn't kill you first, I might not be able to kill you."
"Brother Chu, go all the way."
Song Ziqing smiled, and the energy of the long sword in his hand spewed out.
With a bang, Chu Tianliu's body exploded, torn apart.
Song Ziqing made a move, and the Zunguo flew into his hand immediately.
buzzing...
From the exploding flesh and blood, a seal suddenly emerged, emitting fluctuations.
Life and death seal!
Song Ziqing was overjoyed, this seal of life and death was the most valuable attack.
Great harvest today.
Song Ziqing stretched out his hand to grab the seal of life and death, but at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly appeared from the seal of life and death.
The strong wind swept up Chu Tianliu's flesh and blood, and a translucent villain was condensed in the flesh and blood.
Swish!
This translucent villain controlled the seal of life and death, and directly turned into a blood-colored escape light and flew towards the outside of the canyon at extreme speed.
"Song Ziqing, today's revenge will be avenged tomorrow!"
There was a hateful voice in the air.
Song Ziqing was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that a dragon of sword aura blasted towards the blood-colored escape light.
However, the speed of the bloody escape was too fast, and his sword energy was still a step slower after all, failing to keep the opponent behind.
"Damn it, I didn't expect this guy to cultivate a Nascent Soul."
Song Ziqing's expression was extremely gloomy.
These hermit sects practice the ancient methods.
After reaching the realm of the venerable, a Nascent Soul can be cultivated in the body.
However, it is not so easy to cultivate the Nascent Soul, even if some people become venerables, they may not be able to cultivate the Nascent Soul.
This Nascent Soul is equivalent to another life of a cultivator.
As long as the Nascent Soul is not destroyed, even if the body is destroyed, there is hope to reshape the body and resurrect again.
This is also one of the biggest differences between the cultivators of the Hidden World Sect and ordinary extraordinary people.
"Forget it, even if the gang of old fellows in Senluo Temple know, so what, I, Wuniangu, may not be afraid of them."
Song Ziqing took a deep breath, and immediately recovered his composure.
He walked towards Lu Zhuang.
Seeing Song Ziqing approaching, Yan Xiaoxing and Li Congming suddenly showed a look of panic on their faces.
They heard what Song Ziqing said just now, this guy came to kill and silence.
"Unexpectedly, Brother Lu is still alive. It's really gratifying."
Song Ziqing ignored Yan Xiaoxing and Li Congming, and looked at Lu Zhuang lying on the ground with a smile.
Lu Zhuang said weakly, "Well, I almost died."
"It's boring to almost die. I think it's better for you to die directly, Brother Lu." Song Ziqing smiled lightly.
"We are a cooperative relationship, you want to kill me?" Lu Zhuang said with a look of shock and anger.
"Brother Lu, you can go at ease. Ling Ai is smart and smart. I know you must be very reluctant to part with her. Don't worry, I will send you down to reunite with you soon. As for Mrs. Ling, after all, I will help you You love her very much."
Song Ziqing smiled and drew out his long sword.
"stop!"
Li Congming's expression changed, and with a wave of his hand, a lump of poop hit Song Ziqing on the head.
Song Ziqing didn't even look at Li Congming, his whole body was filled with energy, and Li Congming and the poop were sent flying.
Yan Xiaoxing originally wanted to make a move, but under Song Ziqing's pressure, she couldn't move at all.
"Brother Lu, please go on your way."
Song Ziqing smiled lightly, and stabbed Lu Zhuang's chest with the long sword in his hand.
Ding!
It's like being stabbed on a steel plate, it can't penetrate a single bit at all.
Song Ziqing was taken aback for a moment.
Then he raised his hand and struck a sword again.
Ding!
Sparks fly.
Song Ziqing's face suddenly changed, "This...how is this possible."
Seeing Song Ziqing's expression, Lu Zhuang smiled, "Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"
Seeing Lu Zhuang's face, Song Ziqing suddenly realized something, he looked at Lu Zhuang in shock, "Could it be that you are pretending too?"
"I knew something was wrong with you. If I didn't pretend to be seriously injured, I'm afraid I wouldn't know that you are such a villain. That's right, I have a showdown, and I wasn't injured at all."
Under Song Ziqing's stunned gaze, Lu Zhuang stood up from the ground.
He flicked his sleeves lightly, with a calm expression on his face, not even the slightest bit injured.
"you you……"
Song Ziqing pointed at Luzhuang, and took two steps back, his face full of disbelief.
He never dreamed that this seemingly innocent guy would actually pretend to be injured.
Aren't you betraying my trust in you?
Song Ziqing said angrily, "You are so despicable."
"I'm overwhelmed. In terms of despicableness, Lu still has to learn a lot from you." Lu Zhuang said lightly.
Song Ziqing's face was flushed with anger, "You...you're fucking crazy!"
"Death!"
Lu Zhuang took a step forward and appeared directly in front of Song Ziqing.
boom!
A punch directly pierced Song Ziqing's chest, and the fist came out from the opponent's back.
On Song Ziqing's body, the Wunian god's golden armor that could defend against the attack of the venerable shattered.
The so-called defensive treasure was as fragile as paper in front of Lu Zhuang's fist, and it couldn't stop it at all.
Song Ziqing's eyes suddenly protruded, and he looked down slowly, his eyes were full of horror.
"How can you... be so strong?" Song Ziqing asked puzzled.
"Because I hung up on it." Lu Zhuang said.
What is it?
What hang up?
Song Ziqing was stunned.
In the next second, with a bang, the whole person exploded into flesh and blood.
At this time, both Yan Xiaoxing and Li Congming were shocked.
They were already prepared to fall here, but every time they thought of it, such a reversal would happen.
"Young master, you are necrotic, even I was deceived by you."
Yan Xiaoxing said angrily, just now she was sad for the young master for a long time.
"Boss, it's hard for you to hide it from us." Li Congming said with a mournful face.
"If I don't hide it from you, maybe you will be exposed by accident, so I can't hide it from Song Ziqing." Lu Zhuang said.
This Song Ziqing is very refined.
And that Chu Tianliu is not a simple thing.
If you are not careful, you may be exposed.
As a last resort, he had no choice but to hide Yan Xiaoxing and Li Congming together.
Immediately, Lu Zhuang's eyes fell on Lu Qing'er who was eating barbecue.
Immediately melancholy.
I lied to everyone, but I was almost defeated by this little guy. You really are my nemesis.
Sensing Lu Zhuang's gaze, the little guy immediately raised his head and looked over.
Immediately, he smashed the bare bone in his hand to Lu Zhuang's mouth.
"Daddy eats meat..."
(End of this chapter)
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