Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

At this moment, Lu Yonghao looked confident, staring at Chen Tian with disdain, licking his lips, imagining Chen Tian's miserable state in his mind.

Long Zaitian's arms had been chopped off by Chen Tian. At this moment, he struggled to move to Lu Yonghao's feet, biting Lu Yonghao as if seeking help from him.

However, Lu Yonghao didn't even glance at this most beloved disciple of his.

After all, having both hands chopped off meant that Long Zaitian would be a cripple from now on. Lu Yonghao had no enthusiasm to care about the life or death of a cripple.

The world of cultivators was so cruel. One moment, someone might be caring for you in every possible way, but once they discovered you had no value, all that awaited you was disdain and indifference.

That's why Chen Tian was used to being alone. After all, in this world, the only one you could rely on was yourself.

Chen Tian looked at this pair of master and disciple, who were like frightened birds at this moment, with a calm expression on his face. He gave up continuing to attack, but instead carried his long sword on his back and waited quietly with Lu Yonghao.

Another incense stick's worth of time passed, but the surroundings were calm and quiet, and no one came.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yonghao, who had been full of confidence, began to feel a little confused. Logically speaking, after cultivating to the凝海境 (Ninghai Realm), one should be able to use the '缩地成寸 (Shrinking the Earth into Inches)' technique. Often, one step would take you tens of thousands of miles away.

"Master... Master... I hurt..."

At this moment, Long Zaitian, whose arms had been chopped off, curled up like an earthworm in front of Lu Yonghao, looking at him with a pitiful expression.

However, Lu Yonghao did not show any sympathy at this time. On the contrary, there was a trace of impatience on his face. He glanced at Long Zaitian, whose expression was ferocious due to extreme pain, pondered for a moment, and then asked expressionlessly: "My good disciple, are you really in a lot of pain?"

Seeing that Lu Yonghao was finally willing to pay attention to him, Long Zaitian couldn't help but feel overjoyed and nodded quickly: "Yes, Master, I feel so uncomfortable, so painful, I just want to die. Master, you must help me!"

"Help... Of course, I will help. You are my good disciple. If I don't help you, who else will I help?" Lu Yonghao still said this expressionlessly.

However, Long Zaitian was overjoyed again, and said hopefully: "Master, I will never be able to repay this great kindness in this lifetime, and I will definitely repay it twice as much in the next lifetime."

At this time, Long Zaitian's face was full of joy of escaping death.

However, Lu Yonghao didn't say anything after hearing this. He looked up at the five colored long swords and found that they were still tightly grasped by the big hands transformed by seawater, and it was impossible to take them back. So Lu Yonghao pondered for a while, patted his storage bag, and took out a golden giant axe.

When Chen Tian saw Lu Yonghao take out this giant axe, a look of vigilance appeared in his eyes, and he held the Red Phoenix long sword horizontally in front of him, staring at Lu Yonghao with a vigilant look.

Lu Yonghao glanced at Chen Tian, ​​a cruel smile appeared on his face, and then he swung the giant axe. Instead of rushing towards Chen Tian, he slashed down on Long Zaitian's head who was lying at his feet.

Poor Long Zaitian, he was still excited that he was finally saved the moment before, but he never thought that he would be beheaded by his most trusted master in the next moment.

Even when Long Zaitian's head was separated from his body, Long Zaitian still had a happy smile on his face, as if he didn't expect such a thing to happen.

Before long, the smile on Long Zaitian's face completely dimmed, and the blood overflowing from his body stained the nearby sea red. Long Zaitian's head and his body, like withered wood, floated on the water.

Seeing this scene, Chen Tian's expression couldn't help but change slightly, and he said coldly to Lu Yonghao: "You are ruthless enough! You killed your disciple without batting an eye."

"Hehe, for people who have no value, what else can I do if I don't kill him?" Lu Yonghao sneered indifferently, and continued: "Besides, my grandmaster will come soon. If he sees that I can't even protect my disciple, then my impression in his heart will be greatly reduced. There is no way, I have to let my good disciple die."

Speaking of this, Lu Yonghao showed a hint of helplessness, but it made people sick no matter how you looked at it!

Chen Tian's expression became more and more icy, and after glancing at Long Zaitian's corpse, he said coldly: "And if he dies here, you will have an excuse to push all the blame on me. Then you can also give your sect an explanation. Such a perfect solution is really admirable."

"Smart! You are indeed very smart." Lu Yonghao laughed loudly after hearing this.

But when the laughter stopped, a sinister look suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "But it's useless no matter how smart you are. After my grandmaster in the凝海境 (Ninghai Realm) comes, you kid should just accept your death!"

To be honest, being forced to this point by Chen Tian made Lu Yonghao both angry and annoyed, but when he thought that Chen Tian was about to die, he calmed down. What's the point of arguing with a dead person?

After regaining his thoughts, Lu Yonghao looked at Chen Tian again, as if wanting to see Chen Tian's desperate and fearful appearance.

However, when he turned his gaze to Chen Tian, Chen Tian's expression at this time shocked him.

Because Chen Tian at this time was neither flustered nor desperate. On the contrary, a faint sneer was revealed at the corner of his mouth.

That smile was like mocking an extremely pitiful person.

Lu Yonghao hated this kind of smile very much. His face sank, and he asked sternly: "Boy, you are about to die, what are you still arrogant about?"