Lin Hai has no way to hide, no way to escape, only death is left!
"Lin Hai!"
"dad!"
Liu Xinyue and Ahua were also shocked. However, Lu Junliang's sword move was too fast. Not to mention that they had no ability to stop it, even if they had the ability, they would not have enough time.
"Husband!" Liu Xinyue burst into tears instantly and closed her eyes in grief, unable to bear to look anymore.
"Haha, go to hell!" Lu Junliang laughed ferociously, showing a cruel smile.
"Uh..." However, as soon as he finished speaking, the smile on his face suddenly froze.
At the critical moment, Lin Hai suddenly raised his right hand and held the soft sword in his palm.
"Hmph, how naive, do you think this is useful? My soft sword cuts iron like clay, and the only effect of your stupid approach is to enjoy the pain of a severed palm before you die!"
"Cut it off!" Lu Junliang shouted angrily and continued to thrust forward with force.
At this moment, Lin Hai also channeled his whole body's energy into his right palm, holding Lu Junliang's soft sword tightly. Although the tip of the sword had been pressed against his throat and pierced his skin, he could no longer move forward.
When Lu Junliang saw that his long sword did not cut off Lin Hai's palm as expected, and then pierced Lin Hai's throat, the expression on his face couldn't help but be startled.
Looking up with doubtful eyes, Lu Junliang's eyes suddenly widened in horror.
"This is impossible!!!"
I saw Lin Hai's right hand holding his soft sword. Not only was it not broken, there was not even a drop of blood, and the skin was not even scratched!
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Lu Junliang's head was shaking and he couldn't believe his eyes.
You must know that the soft sword in your hand is the Chaiyun Sword, one of the three great weapons of the Lu family in Penglai. It blows hair, breaks hair, and cuts iron like mud. If it weren't for my identity as the future head of the family, it would have been impossible to give it to me.
Even in the entire Penglai Immortal Island, there are definitely no more than ten of these magical blades. Not to mention the Qi Refining Stage, even masters in the Condensation Stage or even the Golden Core Stage would not dare to resist the Zhuiyun Sword with their physical body.
But the Lin Hai in front of him not only held the Cloud Chasing Sword firmly with one palm, but the most incredible thing was that he was still unscathed!
This is simply impossible!
But at this moment, Lin Hai was overjoyed!
Meeting Lu Junliang's soft sword with his palm was actually something Lin Hai had no choice about. If his arm was broken, he could find Little Nezha to reconnect it, which was better than losing his life.
Lin Hai's original plan was to use his palm to buy some time and create a chance for himself to escape this fatal sword. But what he never expected was that the palm of this purple thunder dragon's arm actually caught Lu Junliang's soft hand.
The sword was unscathed!
What an unexpected surprise!
"It seems that this Purple Thunder Divine Dragon Arm still has great potential that has not been tapped by me!"
At this time, Liu Xinyue and Ahua also discovered that Lin Hai was fine, and they burst into tears of joy.
Lu Junliang's face was gloomy and livid, and he tried his best, but the Cloud-Chasing Sword in his hand could no longer move forward an inch!
"Mad! Let me go!" Since he couldn't move forward, Lu Junliang had no choice but to withdraw the Cloud Chasing Sword and look for another opportunity!
However, when he drew his sword back, he found that he couldn't draw it anymore.
Lin Hai held the Chaiyun Sword tightly with a sneer on his face.
Just kidding! After finally grabbing his weapon, how could you let go so easily and let him stab you with the sword again?
The two of them were in a tug-of-war, trying their best to fight for the Cloud Chasing Sword, neither of them willing to give up.
Time passed by second by second, and after a period of stalemate, Lu Junliang finally began to pull away the Cloud-Chasing Sword from Lin Hai's hand bit by bit.
When Lin Hai saw this, he couldn't help but sigh.
Lu Junliang held the hilt of the sword, and he held the blade. In terms of strength, he was at a disadvantage after all. Even if his Qi was slightly stronger than Lu Junliang's, he could not avoid the sword being taken back in the end.
Seeing that Zhuiyun Sword was finally leaving Lin Hai's hand, Lu Junliang's face immediately showed a ferocious smile.
"Haha, you should hold on tight! When I get the sword back, I will kill you immediately. See how many times you can block it with your hands!"
Seeing Lu Junliang's arrogant look, Lin Hai's heart sank and he couldn't help but cursed secretly.
"What a villain, if you can control the thunder and lightning of the Purple Thunder Dragon Arm, just give it to him!"
Lin Hai had an unintentional thought, and countless purple arcs suddenly shot out from the blade of Chaiyun Sword.
Lu Junliang's body straightened up, and then the arm holding the sword suddenly began to tremble violently, as if he had been electrocuted.
Lu Junliang's face was horrified, and he stared at his trembling arms in horror.
"This, what's going on!"
"Nani?" Lin Hai raised his eyebrows, then understood immediately and couldn't help laughing happily.
Damn it, whatever you want comes to you, the Purple Thunder Divine Dragon Arm actually activates itself! God helps me!
"Take advantage of his illness to kill him!" Lin Hai shouted in his heart. If he didn't take advantage of this, he would be a fool.
His right foot suddenly flew up and kicked Lu Junliang hard in the face. Lu Junliang stumbled, fell directly to the ground, and fainted.
Lin Hai waved his hand and held the Cloud Chasing Sword in his hand.
"Haha, this sword belongs to me!" Lin Hai played in the air twice. The emerald green sword was covered with purple arcs, and a string of colorful sword light was drawn in the air, which made Lin Hai very fond of it.
Holding the sword, Lin Hai turned around and prepared to cut off the rope that bound Liu Xinyue.
"Hey, why doesn't the effect of the purple thunder dragon arm disappear? Will this hurt Xinyue?"
Lin Hai looked at the purple electric arc on the blade of Chaiyun Sword and couldn't help but frown.
But what he didn't expect was that as soon as this idea came up, the arc on the Cloud Chaser sword immediately disappeared without a trace.
"Huh?" Lin Hai was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows fiercely, thinking of a possibility.
"The arc appears!" Lin Hai muttered silently, and the next moment, the purple arc appeared on the sword body again.
Lin Hai's eyes lit up, and his face lit up with surprise.
"Disappear!" As Lin Hai muttered silently, the arc disappeared from the sword body again.
"Hahaha, it's true!" Lin Hai was ecstatic. The thunder and lightning effect of the Purple Thunder Dragon Arm was actually controlled by his own thoughts.
Thinking of this, Lin Hai couldn't help but cursed inwardly. He was so stupid. He couldn't find it in such a simple way to call the thunder and lightning method for so long.
However, this also shows that I have faced too few crises during this period.
Today, both the middle-aged man and Lu Junliang gave Lin Hai a great warning, that is, he must improve his strength as soon as possible. There are far more capable people in this world than he imagined.
There are so many of them that if you are not careful, you may encounter catastrophic danger.
"Let's untie Xinyue's rope first." Lin Hai turned around and smiled slightly at Liu Xinyue.
"Xinyue, I have made you feel wronged. I will cut off the rope for you right now."
As Lin Hai said this, he waved the Cloud Chasing Sword in his hand, and the rope on Liu Xinyue's feet broke.
Lin Hai turned around, preparing to go to the bedside to cut off the rope on Liu Xinyue's hand, but as soon as he turned around, Lin Hai's face immediately showed a look of horror!