Sun Wenhao did practice the Luohong magic power, but this magic power is very powerful in the same realm. It has no effect on cultivators with higher cultivation than him. Except for his ability to practice dual cultivation with a thousand women, his cultivation level reaches the stage of elixir formation.
Only at the realm can the realm of this magical power be used. Otherwise, this magical power will not be able to kill Lu Yang at all.
Sun Wenhao also understood this truth. If he was not injured, he might have used this magic to fight. But now he was seriously injured and his internal organs had collapsed. If he forced his powerful magic power, the consequences would be unimaginable. However, if he did not use magic power to resist now, he would have been ten thousand.
Yi Lu Yang took action to kill him instantly, wouldn’t he even have no chance to resist?
For a moment, Sun Wenhao didn't know what to do. Just when he was hesitant, he saw Lu Yang raise his long sword and said tremblingly: "You, what are you going to do..."
Lu Yang ignored his question at all, suddenly waved the crazy knife in his hand and slashed at Sun Wenhao.
"Ah!" A blood flashed, Sun Wenhao screamed, and his left arm was cut off.
"This is the sword from Master Yun Qing, and there are seven swords..." There were eight people who died in the ** Sect. Lu Yang will cut Sun Wenhao eight times.
Even when Sun Wenhao used his toes to think about it, he knew what Lu Yang was going to do. He hurriedly said, "Lu Yang, Taoist Master Yun Qing was not killed by me, why did you chop my arm?"
"Although Master is not killing you, it has a huge relationship with Jiuxuan Sect. Of course, this knife must be counted on you." Lu Yang sneered, waved the blood-drinking sword again, and the blood light flashed, and his right arm was also cut off.
"This is the sword of the eldest senior brother Zhang Haoran, and there are six swords..."
"You, Zhang Haoran..." Sun Wenhao was about to refute, but remembered that Zhang Haoran and others were all beaten to death by him.
"This is Senior Brother Wang's sword, and there are five more swords." Lu Yang's move was so fast that he slashed down in the blink of an eye, and he didn't even move his eyebrows.
This knife did not cut off Sun Wenhao's limbs, but instead cut through his chest. A three-inch-long wound appeared immediately and blood flowed.
Sun Wenhao could sense how fast the blood was flowing out. If he continued at this speed, it would not take long to shed blood and die. Sun Wenhao didn't want to die like this, and he didn't want to be killed by a knife. He gritted his teeth and pushed him away.
and ran to the yard, and shouted, "Save me..."
At this time, the two female disciples who were called were just finished washing and walked quickly towards this side.
The two women saw a bloody man running limply, their faces changed drastically, and at the same time they used their own magic weapons, shouting sternly: "Who is actually here to go here to play wild..."
Because Sun Wenhao made too many screams just now, the sound made was hoarse, so the two women didn't hear the sound. When Lu Yang slashed Sun Wenhao just now, he set up a formation, and they didn't hear it in the room either.
The shouting was a pity that Lu Yang did not arrange a defensive formation, but a sound insulation formation, so Sun Wenhao could break through the formation.
Lu Yang really made a mistake. Didn’t you expect this?
Of course not. Lu Yang did not want Sun Wenhao to die immediately. He wanted Sun Wenhao to die in despair again after seeing hope.
When Sun Wenhao saw the two girls, he was ecstatic and hurriedly shouted: "Xiao Lan, Xiao Cui, come and save me quickly..."
As soon as these words came out, the two women were slightly stunned. They used their spiritual sense to sense and found that the blood man not far away was Sun Wenhao. They said in surprise: "Master, why is it you?"
"Don't ask so much, help me block that bastard." Sun Wenhao quickly ran behind the two women, then patted the storage bag on his waist, took out some pills to stop the bleeding.
Lu Yang walked out of the room, without even looking at the two women, and walked straight towards Sun Wenhao.
Two female disciples came to Lu Yang in one step, blocked his way, and shouted: "Who are you? Don't you know where this place is?"
"No matter where this place is, Sun Wenhao will die." Lu Yang snorted coldly, and released a huge murderous aura on his body. Under his control, this murderous aura instantly enveloped the two women.
With such a powerful murderous aura, the two women felt their bodies tremble and their breathing difficulties, and the speed of spiritual power in their bodies slowed down.
"If you don't want to die, get out of here." Lu Yang did not have any sympathy for the sake of the jade. There was nothing else in his eyes except Sun Wenhao.
Seeing that Lu Yang could not stop him, the two women hurriedly came to Sun Wenhao and said, "Master, let's stop him."
"Waste, all waste." Sun Wenhao roared, "Right off his clothes?"
"Ga!"
The two women suspected that they had heard it wrong, and Xiao Cui said in surprise: "Master, what did you call me just now?"
"What else can I do? Of course I'm taking off my clothes." Sun Wenhao thought very simply. He thought that men were as lustful as him, and would pounce on him whenever he saw a beautiful woman.
"What did you ask us to take off our clothes?" Xiao Lan was in a bad mind and looked puzzled.
"What else can I do?" Sun Wenhao saw Lu Yang approaching, and tore off Xiao Lan's coat and said in an orderly tone, "No matter how much the price you pay, you must stop him, even if he can practice both things now.
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Hearing this, the two of them felt cold and Xiao Cui said angrily: "Master, how can you do this?"
"What's wrong with me? If you want to improve your cultivation, do what I said." Sun Wenhao was able to let them come to the door obediently because he knew that they were eager to improve their cultivation.
Sure enough, after hearing this, the two women hesitated. Xiaolan gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll take off my clothes..."
Lu Yang only wanted to kill Sun Wenhao, but he didn't hear everyone's conversation. He waved his right hand and used the strong wind technique, blowing the two women out of the yard.
Sun Wenhao was completely stunned. He looked at Xiaolan and Xiaocui who were blown away and shouted loudly: "Call people quickly. If you help me kill him, I will give you a lot of foundation-building pills..."
"Stop shouting, no one is coming back to save you." Lu Yang had already come to Sun Wenhao, glanced at the wound that stopped the blood, and waved the blood-drinking sword again, "This is the sword of Senior Brother Li, and there are four more people.
knife……"
Sun Wenhao's body trembled and almost fell to the ground. He slapped the storage bag on his waist and took out a few jade slips.
But with a trembling hand, the remaining four fell to the ground, with only one left in his hand.
Seeing the last name carved on it, Sun Wenhao almost turned over, gritted his teeth and said, "It's better to have one, it's better than not to have one..." As he said that, he squeezed the jade slip in his hand.
Lotus Peak, a middle-aged man is practicing in a yard with a slightly rich spiritual energy.
The man looked in his thirties and was still looking forward to it in his eyebrows. When he was practicing to a critical moment, he received a message and opened his eyes and said, "Damn it, I don't usually call me, what do you want to call me at this time?
Don’t you know that I have reached a bottleneck in my cultivation and can break through with just working hard?"
After saying this, the middle-aged man snorted coldly and shouted to the door: "Wang Wu, Wang Liu, come in."
With a creaking sound, the door of the room opened. After entering, the two of them clasped their fists and said, "Congratulations to Master, congratulations to Master..."
This middle-aged man is nothing else, but Wang Liqun, a classmate of Lu Yang at Minsheng Academy. He glared at the two of them and said unhappily: "Congratulations..."
The two were slightly stunned, wondering why the young master was angry. Wang Wu said in confusion: "Young master, didn't you tell me that we were not allowed to come in before the cultivation level was broken? We have been waiting, you just called us
Oh, doesn’t this mean that you have broken through the Danjie stage? Now you are a powerful man in the Danjie stage. When you see that bastard Sun Wenhao, you will no longer have to pretend to be a grandson.”
"Are you fucking able to talk? When will I pretend to be a grandson?" Wang Liqun was already annoyed, and after saying this, he wanted to slap Wang Wu away.
"Uh..." Wang Wu knew that he had taken the wrong horse and quickly changed the topic, "Young Master, have you not made any breakthrough?"
"I'm breaking through, if I break through, I can talk to you like this." Wang Liqun stood up, tidied up his clothes, waved his hands, "Stop talking nonsense, that bastard Sun Wenhao is looking for us..."
"What are you going to do with us?" Wang Liu said subconsciously, "Is it not enough women who practice dual cultivation? Let's send him a few at the moment."
"Who knows what he wants to do? We will know when we go." Wang Liqun's face darkened, and he reluctantly walked towards the yard where Sun Wenhao lived.
A moment later, Wang Liqun came to the front of the yard and knocked on the door: "Master, Master, we are here."
Wang Liqun's voice echoed, but no one answered. He waited for a while and slapped his head, "Why did I forget? He liked to arrange sound insulation when he was practicing dual cultivation." After that, he called a few words in front of the gate.
The magic trick flashed, and the formation arranged outside the yard was cracked by him. He pushed open the door and entered.
The moment he entered, he saw a bloody man kneeling on the ground begging for mercy. Wang Liqun was startled and said in a lost voice: "Ghost!"
Sun Wenhao was cut seven times, each of which was deeply bone-like. I don’t know how much blood shed, and it was already on the verge of dying. Just when he thought that it would be scrapped in no time, he heard Wang Liqun’s voice and saw it again.
Hope of survival. He quickly turned around and shouted with the greatest strength: "Wang Liqun, kill him quickly..."
Wang Liqun was stunned and quickly looked at Sun Wenhao right ahead, but saw a familiar figure and immediately stood there, "Lu Yang, you are not dead yet..."
"If you want to die, I can help you." Lu Yang's voice was not loud, but he was cold and ruthless.
Hearing this, he felt like he fell into the ice cellar. Wang Liqun's body trembled and said, "No, I don't want to die. You and Master Sun Feng play slowly, even if you play it to him, it's okay."
"Play him to death?" Lu Yang's brows moved, thinking of a very evil way of death, and said, "You have played him, and it's not bad for this time. Are you interested in doing it again?"
"Well, Brother Lu, why can't I understand what you mean?" Wang Liqun and Wang couldn't give themselves two big mouths, but they dared not refute Lu Yang's words. Lu Yang could beat Sun Hao into a bloody man.
It can be seen that he has not seen each other in recent years, and his cultivation has improved to an unimaginable level.
"I really don't understand?" Lu Yang's face darkened, and he raised the blood-drinking sword in his hand.
With the crazy sword in my hand, I have it all over the world. A huge murderous aura emanates from the sword, instantly covering everyone.
Wang Liqun's heart skipped a beat. He knew there was no choice. He gritted his teeth and pointed at Wang Wu and Wang Liudao: "You two go to serve Master Sun Feng, and you must satisfy Brother Lu."
Lu Yang snorted coldly and said, "What about you?"