This Cultivator Has A Dirty Heart

"Pfft~"

"Pfft~"

"Pfft~"

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Chen Luo stabbed him with more than ten swords in a row, but except for the first sword that hit the heart, each of the other ten swords deviated from the vital point, and the main purpose was torture.

At this time, Yang Chentian had already lost his fighting ability after being stabbed in the back by Chen Luo no less than twenty times, and his body fell softly towards the ground.

So Chen Luo once again used his experienced corpse-touching techniques, and after a while, he took out Yang Chentian's Universe Bag.

Yang Chongtian on the side saw this, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Because if Chen Luo had come half a minute later, he would have been able to deal with the righteous Gold Core monk in front of him, and then this Universe Bag would be his!

But now Chen Luo has taken advantage of him, and he has not received any benefits, so naturally he feels a little unhappy.

However, Yang Chongtian also knew that his strength was definitely no match for Chen Luo, so he did not dare to say anything more.

But in my heart, I silently made up my mind to cultivate to a level stronger than Chen Luo sooner or later! Then humiliate him severely!

However, Chen Luo didn't notice him, but was still dealing with Yang Chentian in front of him.

"Senior Brother Yang, we are brothers after all. If you have any inheritance, I can help you spend it."

When Yang Chentian heard this, a burst of energy and blood suddenly burst out from his mouth.

"Beast!!"

Yang Chentian shouted with blood in his mouth, staring at Chen Luo with a pair of eyes.

Chen Luo felt a little scared when he saw it.

"No! I'm helping you out of kindness."

"The two saddest things for a person are: one is that the person is alive but the money is gone, and the other is that the person dies and the money is not spent."

"Aren't I just trying to save you from having to die so sadly?"

Hearing this, Yang Chentian felt angry, and the blood in the wound began to flow out faster.

Chen Luo originally wanted to persuade Yang Chentian again, but before he could speak, he heard Mu Shasha's voice.

"The righteous reinforcements are coming from the north!"

"how many people?"

Chen Luo asked, punching Yang Chentian unconscious.

He put his hand into Yang Chentian's wound, not knowing what he was doing.

"More than twenty."

"What cultivation level?"

"Seven or eight Gold Cores, one Nascent Soul, and the rest are all Peaks of Foundation Building."

"Bang~"

There was a sound of the ground cracking. Mu Shasha turned around and found that Chen Luo, who was still chatting with Yang Chentian, had disappeared.

Yang Chentian, who was originally talking to Chen Luo, was lying on the ground motionless. He didn't know whether he was dead or unconscious.

Where Chen Luo was just now, there was only a small pit.

"this……"

"Huh~"

Before Yang Chongtian said anything, he felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and at the same time, a black figure flashed past.

He turned his head and looked in the direction where the figure left, and saw a familiar figure running towards the Demon Dao camp.

And that figure seemed to be Qin Mu.

"Why are you still standing there! Run!"

Mushasha roared angrily, and then ran past Yang Chongtian.

At this time, Yang Chongtian seemed to react suddenly, and without any time to think about it, he quickly chased after him.

While running, he was still cursing.

"Chen Luo, you are a beast! Didn't you shout before running away!!"

A few minutes later, reinforcements from Zhengdao arrived.

The leader was an elder from the Wangshan Sect, and closely behind him were Li Qian, Zhang Chunshan and others.

When they saw the corpses and blood on the ground, their eyes instantly turned blood red.

"Go and see if there are any disciples alive in the camp!"

The elder of Wangshan Sect said loudly, directing everyone to search around the camp.

Upon seeing this, several disciples who had been hiding in the camp took out their long swords, slashed their arms or bodies twice, and then walked out, pretending to be attacked.

Not long after, twenty or thirty injured disciples were found, and almost all of these disciples had minor injuries.

The most seriously injured one only lost a finger.

The elder of Wangshan Sect looked at the disciples in front of him.

He naturally knew what was going on with these disciples, but he did not reveal it. He just asked them to give him a statement and tell him what happened at that time.

But Chen Luo and the others were extremely fast and quick in their killing moves. After hiding, they didn't even dare to peek outside for fear of being discovered.

So in the end, the elders of the Wangshan Sect only received some vague words, without any beneficial news at all.

"Elder! We found a senior brother who was seriously injured but not dead!"

Upon hearing this, the elder of Wangshan Sect's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Take me there quickly!"

Not long after, the elder was taken to a military tent, and the man lying in the military tent was none other than Yang Chentian.

The elder just walked in and couldn't help being shocked when he saw Yang Chentian's scars.

Most of the disciples in the camp are divided into two situations.

One was killed by a single blow, and the other suffered some minor injuries.

It can be seen from this that the killing methods of these Demon Dao are still extremely fierce, and almost all of them are rushing to die!

The remaining people almost all pretended it by themselves, casually making small wounds on their bodies.

The Yang Chentian in front of him was the only one who suffered such serious injuries.

"How are you doing?"

The elder stepped forward and looked at Yang Chentian with concern.

At this time, Yang Chentian was at the critical moment of his life. If there were no disciples nearby who forcibly protected his heart with spiritual energy, he would have died long ago.

After seeing the elder walking forward, Yang Chentian's eyes, which had already lost some light, suddenly lit up again, and he grabbed the elder's sleeve.

"Yes, it's Chen Luo!"

As soon as these words came out, Li Qian and others who were following the elder were suddenly shocked.

They didn't expect that Chen Luo, who had been waiting on the battlefield for more than ten days, would unexpectedly attack them tonight! !

"Chen Luo, and those few, Demon Dao's direct descendants, they, they..."

"Pfft~"

Before Yang Chentian could finish his words, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth.

When the elder saw this, his face was full of sorrow.

"I understand. You lie down now and I will transfer some spiritual power to you to protect your life."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand.

But when Yang Chentian saw this, he grabbed the elder's hand and shook his head.

"I am already a cripple. Even if I am saved, I will still be a cripple."

"It's better to let me die. At least I can get the title of hero."

Listening to these words, everyone felt a sense of pain in their hearts.

But in the end, the elder nodded, agreed to Yang Chentian's request, and let the disciple who had been transferring spiritual energy to Yang Chentian let go.

Not long after, Yang Chentian's body stopped moving and his eyes completely lost their luster.

But just after Yang Chentian completely lost his life, for some reason, the elder vaguely felt that there seemed to be a spiritual power that had not dissipated in Yang Chentian's body.

Moreover, the concentration of spiritual power is still very high, which seems a bit unreasonable.

The elder was a little curious, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and he looked towards the location where the spiritual power came from within Yang Chentian's body.

But when he saw it, the elder's face suddenly changed in fright.

"Run!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful force burst out from Yang Chentian's body, and the entire military tent was instantly filled with fire.