Fantasy: Life script, plundering opportunities to become emperor

: Kill with one sword, cleanly

In the silent forest, several beast roars could be heard from time to time.

The cold moonlight shone on the two of them.

The battle is about to break out.

Luo Feng didn’t talk nonsense anymore.

With blood boiling, he rushed to Xu Chuan’s side in an instant. Yuan Li attached his palm and slapped Xu Chuan’s head hard with his palm.

He didn’t use all his strength in this palm.

He didn’t want to beat Xu Chuan to death all at once, that would be boring.

He wanted to torture him slowly, break his bones inch by inch, then destroy his whole body’s meridians, and finally destroy his Qihai.

Let him endure endless pain and finally die in pain!

Only in this way can he understand the pain he will suffer if he dares to destroy his cousin.

He had already imagined Xu Chuan’s miserable state, unable to survive or die, and a perverted smile appeared on his face.

Hiding in the shadows all year round has left him with some minor psychological problems.

And facing this palm.

Xu Chuan looked indifferent.

Just when his palm was about to hit Xu Chuan.

Zheng!

The sword flashed, and then a cold light came instantly, directly blocking Luo Feng’s attacking palm.

“Huh!?”

Luo Feng was hit by the knife and retreated repeatedly, with a rare look of shock on his face.

What a fast knife!

Not only that, Luo Feng found that Xu Chuan’s power was also very terrifying.

The palm that had been struck before was bursting with blood from the blow of the knife.

“You deserve to die!”

The pain coming from his hand made Luo Feng’s expression even more ferocious.

A warrior with the sixth level of Naqi beat a loser with the third level of Naqi. Not only did he not take advantage, but he was actually injured.

How could Luo Feng, an inner disciple, accept this?

In anger, he no longer held back his hand. In a flash, a person exactly like him appeared. This person’s energy exploded, and with majestic force, he punched Xu Chuan.

The other Luo Feng instantly disappeared, holding the dagger tightly in his hand, like a poisonous snake, ready to move.

This move, called Shengdongdongxixi, was Luo Feng’s famous stunt. I don’t know how many warriors died tragically under his move.

He even relied on this move to cross the level and kill an enemy with the fourth level of Naqi with his second level of Naqi cultivation.

Now with the sixth level of Naqi cultivation, it will only be stronger!

With such an impressive record, Luo Feng was very confident in this attack.

It was impossible for Xu Chuan to take it.

He looked at Xu Chuan as if he were seeing a corpse.

However, facing the menacing Luo Feng, Xu Chuan didn’t have much sense of urgency.

From the brief confrontation just now, he had already figured out Luo Feng’s strength.

Although Luo Feng was at the sixth level of Naqi, his foundation was weak, as if he had been forcibly promoted.

His true strength is, at best, only the fifth level of Naqi.

And he has the strength to instantly kill the sixth level of Naqi.

It’s time to end this duel!

Think of this.

He no longer conserved his strength, and directly mobilized a large amount of Japanese energy, and at the same time used the second level of the Red Blood Sword, Angry Blood.

The long sword was swung, and the terrifying sword light swept out, like angry waves, one after another.

Just as one of Luo Feng’s fists was about to hit Xu Chuan, the dagger behind the other Luo Feng’s back was also aimed at Xu Chuan’s heart.

Zheng!

The sound of gold and iron handing over sounded.

The moment they made contact, Xu Chuan’s knife broke through the clone’s fist, shattering the clone. Then he turned the knife and blocked Luo Feng’s dagger.

Not only that, Luo Feng was directly knocked away by a huge counter-shock force, and did not stop until he hit a tree.

But Xu Chuan stood there, motionless.

“This is impossible! How could you take my move!?”

Luo Feng from a distance looked at Xu Chuan standing with a knife in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He would never have imagined that the attack he was so proud of would be taken over so easily by the other party.

This has never happened before. Only someone with a much higher cultivation level than him would be able to take over.

But Xu Chuan is clearly just a third-level warrior in the Naqi Realm?

At this time, he began to feel scared.

Xu Chuan’s strength was not what he imagined, he could kill easily.

Even though he used his strongest killing move, he still didn’t take any advantage, and was even defeated at all.

On the other hand, Xu Chuan.

Didn’t show any signs of decline at all.

The figure standing proudly not far away made him feel even more stressed.

Just when he was slightly distracted, Xu Chuan did not give him another chance.

He used the red blood sword technique to its extreme.

The long knife came to Luo Feng in an instant with a terrifying blade light.

Luo Feng tried to resist, but after just one confrontation, his arm was chopped off by Xu Chuan.

Then, Xu Chuan’s long knife slashed across Luo Feng’s neck with unabated force.

“Pfft!”

With the sound, Luo Feng’s head rose into the sky and fell to the ground. Hot blood burst out from the fracture and spread all over the soil.

Luo Feng, die!

An inner disciple of the sixth level of Naqi died in the hands of Xu Chuan, on the way to avenge his cousin.

“Huh!”

After Luo Feng was killed, Xu Chuan let out a long sigh of relief.

Before the fight, Xu Chuan was a little worried that he would not be able to defeat the opponent.

After all, this time he was fighting at the third level, and the opponent was an inner disciple with many methods.

Unexpectedly, the battle this time was so simple.

Even fighting Luo Feng was not as tense as fighting the giant centipede before.

This surprised him.

But then I thought about it, I was practicing heaven-level skills, and my tyrannical power was beyond the reach of these ordinary inner disciples.

And the long sword in your hand is also a key to victory.

If he didn’t have a good knife, he wouldn’t be able to perform the Scarlet Blood Knife Technique at all, let alone a one-hit kill.

After thinking it through, Xu Chuan nodded with satisfaction.

After cleaning up the battlefield and looting everything on Luo Feng, Xu Chuan found his body and threw it in a monster habitat.

I believe that as soon as daybreak, his body will completely disappear, not even a bone will be left.

Everything will be dead without any evidence!

At this time, Sun Qian was in the house.

He was holding the messenger jade talisman containing Luo Feng’s aura, waiting for him to tell him the news of Xu Chuan’s death.

Ever since he got the news that his cousin Luo Feng had taken action, he had been looking forward to it and didn’t even sleep.

However, at this moment.

The messenger jade talisman in his hand suddenly shattered into powder.

Sun Qian looked at all this blankly, not knowing what was happening.

Suddenly, he came to his senses, with a look of horror on his face, and his whole body was shaking while sitting in the wooden wheelchair.

A strong smell of urine came from his crotch, and then a stream of yellow water flowed out.

Sun Qian was so frightened that he peed.

The jade communication talisman shattered into slag, which can only mean the death of the owner of the aura inside. Other than that, there is no other possibility!

“Cousin is dead? Dead!?”

He looked in disbelief.

The cousin who he thought was almost invincible at the same level actually died on the way to assassinate Xu Chuan?

At this moment, his heart had completely collapsed, and he slumped on the ground helplessly, constantly muttering “die, die, die.”

“Hahahaha!”

“My cousin is dead!”

Sun Qian started laughing crazily.

His laughter woke up Luo Tong, who got up and came out to see what happened.

However, at this moment, Sun Qian hit a stone pillar in the courtyard and lost his breath on the spot.

Luo Tong, who hurried over, saw the dead Sun Qian and the pile of broken jade talismans on the ground, and immediately knew what had happened.

“My son, my Feng’er…”

He cried bitterly, holding the pile of debris.