1128 Do You Have Any Objections to the Courage I Gave Them? (2)
The old man’s eyes flashed as he nodded. “Those who offend my Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven deserve to be killed!”
He took a step forward and almost disappeared on the spot. Then he suddenly appeared in front of Lu Wenshuang.
A long sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed at Lu Wenshuang.
In his opinion, Lu Wenshuang was the strongest among these people. Moreover, she was the one who had injured people from the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven. In that case, there was no need for her to live.
The old man had no intention of letting her off because she was a woman. He slashed out with his sword, and the shocking sword intent made Lu Wenshuang’s pupils constrict.
Her face was brimming with fighting spirit. She raised the tip of the Tianya Magical Sword, intending to fight the old man head-on!
“Stop!” Yang Hong, Mi Ziwen, and the others shouted at the same time.
From how he had injured Sun Gongping in one move and then easily forced Lu Wenshuang and Meng Bai back, it was evident that the old man’s strength was unfathomable.
Lu Wenshuang was definitely not his match. At this moment, fighting head-on was not the best strategy!
The few of them abandoned their opponents at the same time and attacked the old man.
Their purpose was to force the old man to give up attacking Lu Wenshuang.
The old man snorted disdainfully.
“There are immense differences in the Grotto-Heaven realm. Who gave you the courage to attack me?!”
A towering aura erupted from the old man’s body, and an overwhelming force surged in all directions like a wave.
Yang Hong, Mi Ziwen, Xiao Jianghe, and the others were still tens of meters away from the old man and couldn’t take another step forward.
Boom!
The force blasted them away, and the arrow beam shot by Zhang San broke inch by inch when it was still tens of meters away from the old man.
The Grotto-Heaven realm experts couldn’t even get close to the old man!
Was this the foundation of one of the Grotto-Heavens?
Tang Qianluo looked proud. These brainless fellows don’t even have the strength to provoke the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven. I don’t even need to do anything myself to take your lives!
The old man’s sword beam was about to land on Lu Wenshuang. With the old man’s cultivation, she would definitely not be able to withstand it.
She’s quite pretty. What a waste, Tang Qianluo thought.
Boom!
A dazzling white light exploded where the old man and Lu Wenshuang were. Then there was a scream, and a figure was sent flying out from the explosion of white light.
Tang Qianluo shook his head and sighed. Why did such a delicate girl come out to show off? Women should be in bed if they want to show off.
Now, you know how powerful I am. But it’s too late.
Just as this thought flashed through Tang Qianluo’s mind, his eyes suddenly widened, and his eyeballs almost fell to the ground.
It was because the person who flew out wasn’t Lu Wenshuang!
Bang!
The old man with white hair and a youthful face fell to the ground with a bang, no longer looking like a sage.
His hair was scattered, and there was blood on his chest. He looked utterly disheveled.
His arms were trembling slightly.
His eyes stared ahead in horror. His lips moved, but no sound came out.
“Do you have any objections to the courage I gave them?” A voice sounded calmly on the battlefield.
The white light gradually faded, and a slender figure stood quietly in front of Lu Wenshuang. He had one hand behind his back and the other holding a three-foot-long sword, the tip of which was pointing diagonally at the ground.
Lu Wenshuang stood rooted on the spot in a daze. She stared at the back in front of her without blinking, letting her tears fall like beads without wiping them.
She didn’t dare blink, afraid that if she blinked, she would wake up from her dream like countless times before.
For more than a hundred years, others had seen her cultivation advance by leaps and bounds, but they didn’t know she cultivated day and night.
This was because she didn’t dare to sleep. She was afraid that once she slept, she would dream of this scene. Then when she opened her eyes, she would experience another farewell!
“Zhou Shu!” Tang Qianluo stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure.
Actually, back then, Tang Qianluo had never really fought Zhou Shu, so he wasn’t too afraid of him.
But now, for some reason, when he looked at Zhou Shu, he felt his entire body tremble, and a powerful sense of danger surged in his heart.
Zhou Shu didn’t answer Tang Qianluo. His gaze landed on the disheveled old man. “Take my attack. If you don’t die, I’ll let you live.”
The others hadn’t settled scores in their battle earlier, but Zhou Shu had seen with his own eyes that this old man wanted to kill Lu Wenshuang.
If he could still remain calm when someone wanted to kill his woman, it would be a waste of his cultivation.
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Shu had already taken half a step forward.
He raised the Celestial Thearch Sword and slashed down.
It was an ordinary action, but in the old man’s eyes, he felt as if the entire sky was pressing down on him.
He wanted to resist, but a profound syllable suddenly sounded in his ear.
“Jie!”
The old man felt as if he had lost control of his limbs and bones.
The power in his body surged instantly, and then the feeling of losing control disappeared.
After all, he was an expert at the peak of the Grotto-Heaven realm. Although the law of the ‘Jie’ syllable could affect him, it was impossible for him to lose control of his body.
What had happened was because he wasn’t prepared. Otherwise, with the old man’s cultivation, it was completely avoidable.
But a battle was a battle. These factors wouldn’t be taken into account.
In a battle between experts, the outcome could be decided in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, the old man lost control, and his fate was decided.
No one knew what had happened to the old man. They only saw Zhou Shu take half a step forward and gently wave his sword.
Then a clearly visible blood mark appeared between the old man’s eyebrows. The blood mark instantly spread, running down his forehead to his lower abdomen.
With a soft sound, the old man’s body split into two halves as he collapsed in the dust, blood and internal organs flowing to the ground.
Even a peak Grotto-Heaven realm expert died. The rest were no different from livestock.
“Blargh!”
Those from the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven with weak mental fortitude couldn’t help vomiting.
Tang Qianluo was stunned. His granduncle, who was at the peak of the Grotto-Heaven realm, was dead?
Killed by a single attack at the entrance of his house?
How is this possible?!
Could Zhou Shu be a Grotto-Heaven Master?
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
“Tang Qianluo, it’s time to repay the debt you owe.” Zhou Shu’s expression was cold, not taking the elder’s death to heart at all.
When he slashed out, the old man’s fate was already decided.
“Who the hell are you?!” Tang Qianluo shouted in panic.
Previously, even when Sun Gongping, Xiao Jianghe, Yang Hong, and the others appeared one after another, Tang Qianluo was only surprised and didn’t panic.
This was because he knew that the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven’s foundation was here. Yang Hong and the others couldn’t do anything to the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven at all.
But now, his granduncle, whom he had relied on, had been killed with a single strike. This made him truly panic.
If even his granduncle was not Zhou Shu’s match, then apart from the ancestor, who else in the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven was his match?
“Tang Qianluo, it’s only been a hundred years. Are you so forgetful?” Zhou Shu said coldly. “It doesn’t matter if you don’t remember. A dead person doesn’t need to remember anything.”
He raised his Celestial Thearch Sword again.
“You…” Tang Qianluo was shocked. Even his granduncle had been killed with a single strike. His strength was far inferior to his granduncle’s.
He definitely wouldn’t be able to withstand a single strike from Zhou Shu.
How can I, Tang Qianluo, die at the hands of a nameless person? No, absolutely not! Tang Qianluo roared in his mind.
He turned around and fled toward the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven. As he fled, he shouted, “Attack together! Stop him!”
“Ancestor, save me!” Tang Qianluo shouted at the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven.
The entire Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven suddenly shook slightly, as if an existence was waking up from a deep sleep.
In the sky, the wind blew, and the weather changed.
Yang Hong, Sun Gongping, Xiao Jianghe, and the others felt an oppressive feeling wash over them. Even their breathing became a little irregular.
Zhou Shu snorted and took another half a step forward, and a towering aura rose from his body.
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