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Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty

Thinking of this, Lu Yuehua immediately stood with his hands behind his hands, pretending to be a master, and waited quietly for Qiao Ling'er's reply.

At this moment, Qiao Ling'er almost burst out laughing when she saw her young lady's deceptive behavior.

Holding back her laughter, Qiao Ling'er began to explain the whole process of how Wu Tao defeated Hong Bai in one breath.

Lu Yuehua also listened attentively, and from time to time, he would interject a few questions in detail.



the other side.

"What's wrong? My son, your aura is so messy. Could it be that you can't even win against a junior in the Foundation Establishment stage?"

"It seems that not only were you defeated, but you were also seriously injured?"

From the Hong Mansion of Hong Tongtian, the Supreme Elder of Tongguan City, an old voice came out coldly.

Immediately afterwards, a blue Nascent Soul that looked like a baby appeared. After looking at Hong Bai who was kneeling on the ground, he asked with a cold look in his eyes.



"My son is unfilial. I have disgraced you, my father. That shameless boy in the Foundation Stage took the lead and made me lose without using my full strength."

"In the end, if Wanyanwu hadn't come to the rescue, my son would have been almost killed on the spot by that cruel boy with a sword. Father, you must make the decision for your son."

After Hong Bai saw his father's Nascent Soul, he quickly bowed his head and stood aside with his hands tied.



"The other party is just a foundation-building monk. Even if you lose, you still want me to uphold justice for you?"

"What kind of justice are you doing? Do you know how much face you have made me lose among other Nascent Soul Stage monks? When did you become so useless?"

"Do you want me, a monk at the Nascent Soul Stage, to personally kill a monk at the Foundation Establishment Stage?"

"You are shameless yourself. I still want this old face of yours."

"The one-on-one battle between the monks in the core-forming stage and the monks in the foundation-building stage on the ring is a joke. If the monks in the core-forming stage fight against the monks in the foundation-building stage, wouldn't it be as easy as a father beating his son?"

"But you, you loser, have just turned the other way around and become a grandfather beating your father..."

"This incident was originally a joke, but after so many twists and turns, it has become a source of laughter and conversation among everyone."

"After this news came, your father, that is, me..."

"My old face can't even hold my head up in front of more than a dozen colleagues at the Nascent Soul Stage..."

"Although they didn't laugh at me in person, they must have laughed like crazy secretly. It's all because of you."

"Fortunately, I don't just have a son like you. Your younger son is useless, but your brother is still quite up to date."

When Hong Tongtian heard this, his eyes became extremely gloomy, and he cursed loudly, with spittle flying everywhere. Hong Bai did not dare to raise his head at all.



Facing his little son, he was really speechless and speechless.

In fact, he knew clearly in his heart that it was not the boy named Wu Tao who was in the foundation period who could really defeat his own son Hong Bai.

But Hong Bai was too confident. If he had used magical powers and magic weapons from the beginning to attack with all his strength, the result would never have been like this.

But who would have thought that someone in the foundation-building stage could actually have the strength to fight against the monks in the pill-forming stage?



Hong Bai, who had not had time to deal with his wound, was corroded by the Destruction Sword Qi and was suddenly

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As time went by, I became a little bit unbearable.

Seeing his son's extremely uncomfortable look, Hong Tongtian sighed secretly, thinking that he felt ashamed because of this failure, so he was like this, so he didn't pay too much attention to it.

So next, Hong Tongtian spoke a little more tactfully and hurriedly comforted him, but it was inevitable that he felt a little reluctant.

Because the daughter of old man Lu easily caught the foundation-building monk named Wu Tao.



"Is the gap really that big?"

Hong Tongtian thought unwillingly.

The most unwise thing about my son in this matter is that he harms others without benefiting himself.

There is no benefit if you win, but it will make people look down on you. Not to mention losing, it will be embarrassing and you will be sent to grandma's house.

In fact, it was not that Hong Tongtian didn't know about this matter beforehand, but he didn't expect that his son would be so disappointing.

Since there was a fight, we had to win, no matter the reason, but now we have been injured by others.



Originally, after the trouble occurred in the recruitment area of ​​​​Xicheng, Old Man Lu lost his face, and the Lu family became a laughing stock.

However, after all this trouble from my son, it has become clear that the Hong family is even more incompetent, even more useless, and simply idiots to the extreme.

The more Hong Tongtian thought about it, the angrier he became, but the poison of a tiger does not eat its seeds. Hong Bai was his son after all, and no matter how angry he was, he could not kill his son.

After taking a deep breath and calming down, Hong Tongtian finally discovered something was wrong with Hong Bai.

If I were just feeling scared and embarrassed, my face would never be so pale.

Hong Tongtian stretched out his left hand and grabbed the void above Hong Bai's head.

After a soft "pop" sound, a terrifying mass of destructive sword energy, wrapped in rich spiritual power, flew out from Hong Bai's body. After circling for a while, it fell into Hong Tongtian's hand.

Hong Tongtian lowered his head and looked at it carefully. After a while, his eyes suddenly became complicated.



the other side.

After the Destruction Sword Qi that had been remaining in his body was drawn out by Hong Tongtian, the look on Hong Bai's face obviously improved a lot.



"What a vicious sword spirit. Son, you won't lose this battle unjustly. This is a terrible secret technique that will backfire and kill your own life if it is delayed for a long time."

"You treat this battle as a game, but others are already ready to fight."

"In terms of strength and realm, you are stronger than the other person, but in terms of will, you are far behind them."

Hong Tongtian's Nascent Soul shook his head, and there was actually some admiration in his words.

Hong Bai was slightly stunned when he heard this. If this is really the case, then people really cannot be judged by their appearance.

Who would have thought that that person who looked ordinary, had a weak personality, and was easy to bully would actually have the idea of ​​​​fighting him desperately from the beginning...

If those unjust souls who died at the hands of Wu Tao knew what Hong Bai was thinking at this time, they would definitely curse Hong Bai.

Damn it, which one of your eyes saw that Wu Tao has a weak character and is easy to bully? Are you blind?

"Father, please give your son another chance. After I recover from my injury, I will challenge that boy again. I will not be careless this time. I will try my best to kill him and avenge my previous shame."

Hong Bai knelt down in front of Hong Tongtian, gritted his teeth with murderous intent, and said word by word

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You have to know that Hong Bai has never suffered such humiliation since he was a child?

The son of a dignified monk in the Yuan Ying stage and a monk in the Dan formation stage, it can be said that he has reached the pinnacle among his peers, but he was made so embarrassed by an unknown guy that he did not dare to go out to meet people.

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When Hong Tongtian heard this, he stared at Hong Bai for a long time with his big eyes.

Hong Bai's face turned red as he stared at him, and he was a little embarrassed. Hong Tongtian then snorted coldly and said angrily.

"Hmph, don't you think it's embarrassing enough? Do you want to embarrass me again? Let's deal with this matter coldly for now."

"When the heat of this matter subsides, I will find a way to kill that boy. You can just leave this matter alone."

"What's more, maybe without us doing it ourselves, this vicious sword energy will bite his own master to death..."

Hong Bai didn't dare to say anything, so he could only nod his head with a submissive look on his face.



As for Wu Tao, just as Hong Tongtian guessed, he was not feeling well either.

The inside of his body was also eroded by the Destruction Sword Qi and was in disarray.

However, it was not as serious as Xiang Tongtian said.

Wu Tao had just escaped from the ring and went to the temporary cave he rented in Tongguan City.

After returning to this temporary cave, Wu Tao locked the formation and immediately began to treat himself for the injuries caused by the erosion of the Destruction Sword Qi.

Even so, after Wu Tao returned to the secret room, his vision suddenly went dark, his throat was full of fishy smell, and blood spurted out wildly.

It turned out that as the delay became longer and longer, Wu Tao's internal organs had been seriously eroded by the Destruction Sword Qi.

As the spiritual power in his body continued to travel throughout his body and began to expel the sword energy of destruction, Wu Tao let out a low and painful roar, and his breathing became faster and faster.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Tao opened his mouth and let out another shrill roar. Wounds began to appear on his skin. The wounds expanded rapidly and the flesh and blood burst out.

After the black sword energy of destruction was forced out of the body, it shot out like an angry arrow and landed on the wall.

On the wall, small holes were eroded one after another in an instant.

Wu Tao's eyes were filled with coldness as he silently recited the spell. The destructive sword energy in his body gradually began to decrease.

However, this process was extremely painful and dangerous. Once Wu Tao couldn't bear it anymore and fainted, he would never wake up again.



Seven days later, Wu Tao roared loudly, and the Chuxi sword soared into the sky with a bright sword light. Although his face was a little pale due to excessive blood loss, overall, there was no major problem.



After his injuries stabilized, Wu Tao immediately arrived in front of the cave he had worked so hard for.

Wu Tao flew in the air, stood in mid-air, briefly scanned the cave, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although this cave is one of the worst caves in the Shuiyue Pavilion in the Core Formation Stage area, it is certainly not trivial to be designated for the cultivation of Core Formation Stage monks due to its dense aura and environment.

Compared to the so-called cave abode by the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, it is absolutely a world of difference.

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