My brother is too strong.

Cang Zhengchu, who appeared in front of Lu Shaoqing, looked very miserable.

His hair was messy, like a savage, and he was in a mess.

His face was pale, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and the clothes on his chest were torn, with only a few strips of cloth barely hanging.

His body was covered with wounds of various sizes, deep to the bone, and blood dripping.

His breath was weak, like a residual fire in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

Lu Shaoqing drew his sword without saying a word, and cursed at the same time, "It's so ugly, I didn't expect that you, an old guy, would actually learn to run naked."

"It's insulting and embarrassing. Don't move, let me kill you."

Cang Zhengchu was already seriously injured, and his killing intention for Lu Shaoqing was higher than the sky and deeper than the earth.

He almost fell under the attack of the God of Transformation, but Lu Shaoqing was not hurt at all.

He also deliberately mocked, with a breath of anger rushing to his forehead, and blood spurted out.

"Puff!"

The sword light opened the way, and Lu Shaoqing, who did not hold back his strength, burst out with a powerful breath, and his spiritual power surged out.

Like a sword fairy, he killed in front of Cang Zhengchu.

While Lu Shaoqing attacked, he asked with concern, "Old man, are you okay?"

"I see that you don't spit out much blood. Did you spit out too much blood just now? Be careful about this. It's not easy to keep blood when you are old."

"Come, come, give me your storage ring. Anyway, you are dying soon. I will help you deal with the inheritance.

Lu Shaoqing persuaded softly. People who didn't know thought that Lu Shaoqing was a good person.

In fact, Lu Shaoqing's sword light was flying, and he wanted to cut Cang Zhengchu into a human stick.

And Lu Shaoqing really waved to Cang Zhengchu's hand.

The Mojun sword flashed, exuding a sharp breath, and went straight to Cang Zhengchu's arm.

One sword cut off Cang Zhengchu's arm.

Cang Zhengchu Chu's body was shaking and trembling. He wanted to take the opportunity to heal himself, but he found that he couldn't keep calm in front of Lu Shaoqing.

And he didn't expect Lu Shaoqing to be so decisive. Before he could catch his breath after he appeared, Lu Shaoqing had already swung his sword to kill him.

The sharp sword light and the violent sword intent forced him to dodge quickly.

Severely injured, Cang Zhengchu had already thought about retreating.

However, he found that he couldn't leave without killing Lu Shaoqing.

Lu Shaoqing was a Yuanying, and just harassing him nearby could tire him to death.

And!

The words of this bastard were more hurtful than his sword.

Every word of Lu Shaoqing triggered the anger in his body.

"You deserve to die!"

Cang Zhengchu didn't plan to deal with the injuries in his body, and trembled as he prepared to take action.

"Old man, did you get your brains knocked out just now? "Lv Shaoqing had no worries about Cang Zhengchu, and now he was sure to win.

Lv Shaoqing mocked and attacked fiercely.

Cang Zhengchu was already seriously injured.

Lv Shaoqing's attack was sneaky, and he was no longer able to resist Lu Shaoqing after a few attacks.

The long sword was swung.

The Lihuo Sword Technique was used.

Countless sword intentions gathered like flames, and once again enveloped Cang Zhengchu.

"Ah!"

Cang Zhengchu screamed, and his body was severely injured again.

Strangled by the sword energy, his limbs were almost torn into pieces, and the sword intention entered his body, frantically destroying everything in Cang Zhengchu's body.

The flesh and blood evaporated, the bones broke, first cracks appeared, and finally collapsed.

After one move, Cang Zhengchu's breath became weaker, and the fire of life could be extinguished at any time.

Seeing this, Lu Shaoqing continued to curse, "Old people who don't die are thieves, can you be more straightforward? It would be better to die without pain like your grandson? "

"Go to hell!"

The Mojun Sword was swung out again, and countless sword intentions descended with the sword light.

This time, Cang Zhengchu could no longer resist.

The body was torn into pieces by this sword, and the Yuanying fled from the bloody body in a panic.

As soon as the Yuanying appeared, it disappeared in the air.

This is the unique teleportation of the Yuanying, which is far beyond the reach of the physical body.

Seeing this, Lu Shaoqing slapped his head, and the black Yuanying appeared, holding the shrunken Mojun Sword and also disappeared in the air.

This was the first time that Lu Shaoqing's Yuanying left his body. After it appeared, he not only did not feel uncomfortable, but felt like a fish entering the sea. Feeling.

Comfortable!

Lu Shaoqing couldn't help but sigh.

This feeling is simply too wonderful.

This is as comfortable as counting spirit stones.

Too comfortable.

Then, with a thought, he appeared tens of thousands of miles away as if traveling through time and space.

His speed was better than that of an ordinary Nascent Soul, and he absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy faster.

Lu Shaoqing's eyes flashed with cold light. Right in front of him was Cang Zhengchu's Nascent Soul who was fleeing in panic.

Cang Zhengchu didn't even turn his head. He had already teleported several times and was exhausted. He was running out of energy and couldn't teleport again.He could only fly in the air.

Cang Zhengchu was like a lost dog, anxious, terrified, and miserable.

He wished he could grow wings on his back and fly as fast as possible.

After Lu Shaoqing appeared, he was silent, and Cang Zhengchu didn't notice Lu Shaoqing in the sky behind him.

He flashed again and appeared behind Cang Zhengchu, raised his sword and chopped.

When he chopped, Lu Shaoqing greeted him.

"Hello."

Cang Zhengchu noticed the movement behind him, and his mind was shocked. His instinctive reaction made him explode again.

His speed increased sharply, but it was a pity that he was still a step late.

Mo Junjian had already chopped on his back, blood splattered, and countless pure energy evaporated instantly.

"Ah!"

Cang Zhengchu screamed and turned around to see the black Yuanying.

He shouted in horror, "You, who are you..."

The first time he saw a black Yuanying in his life was like seeing a monster.

Cang Zhengchu was frightened.

What is the origin of this guy?

Devil, or god?

Another sword answered Cang Zhengchu, and this sword split his Nascent Soul into two halves.

Lv Shaoqing's black Nascent Soul hands grabbed the two halves of the Nascent Soul in his hands, one on the left and one on the right, and did not let them stick together again.

"You, you..."

Cang Zhengchu's consciousness was terrified.

At this time, he had lost the ability to resist and completely became Lv Shaoqing's prey.

Lv Shaoqing had a cold expression on his face, and a powerful consciousness surged out.

Now Lv Shaoqing was like a demon from hell, ruthlessly erasing Cang Zhengchu's consciousness.

"Ah!"

A miserable cry echoed between heaven and earth. This was the last sound of Cang Zhengchu left in this world.

The unconscious Nascent Soul suddenly turned into the purest energy between heaven and earth and was absorbed by Lv Shaoqing.

Lu Shaoqing clapped his hands, looked at his hands, and was a little speechless, "They have grown a lot."

"If I practice hard for another ten days or half a month, I will be able to enter the second level."

Then he disappeared from the spot, and almost in one step, he stepped back to his body.

After entering the body, the damage to his body recovered a lot.

Lu Shaoqing opened his eyes and touched his chin, "Although he looks very rebellious, he is much stronger than ordinary Yuanying in terms of absorbing spiritual power, speed and strength. Maybe this is compensation?"

"But he looks more African than Africans. If he can stay out of the spot, he will stay out of the spot."

Looking at the messy battlefield on the side, Lu Shaoqing felt heartbroken, "Damn, I can't get the old man's legacy again. I still have to be more careful in the future..."