It was as if a stormy sea had rolled up a raging wave, crashing down from above. The sound of the wind was so strong that it seemed as if the house was about to be torn apart. The violent wind blew everything in the house to the left and right, even White Lotus, who had fainted on the ground, was blown away a few times.
The wind rolled up into a whirlpool, whistling and surging. However, in the eye of the storm, the tall and burly man still stood there. Although his sleeves were also fluttering, his body was towering and unmoving. His face was calm and indifferent, and his gaze seemed to be deep and distant, hiding an unknown emotion.
In the fierce wind, Perfected Lord Tianlan looked up at the sky.
His pupils reflected the figure descending from the sky. That figure was very familiar.
The violent storm blew his clothes, but it could not shake his body in the slightest. However, for some reason, his body, which was as heavy and solid as a mountain, did not move an inch at this moment. In that moment of life and death, he still quietly raised his head and looked up, without the slightest movement.
It seemed that he was caught unprepared. Or was he waiting for death? Or was he helpless?
…
The storm was like a wild horse that had escaped its reins, wreaking havoc in the house. The murderous shadow hidden behind the fierce wind had not hesitated at all from the beginning. As soon as it rushed into the house, it immediately pounced on its target, using the fiercest killing move with the fiercest murderous intent.
The storm that filled the sky seemed to have become its follower, whistling and converging into a fearsome and terrifying force. In the depths of the shadow, Lu Chen's face was faintly discernible. His whole body was like a sharp blade, stabbing straight down.
The black dagger that he once owned was now gone. It had been destroyed by Perfected Lord Tianlan. Now, there was a strange black fire flashing on Lu Chen's body. Even his eyes seemed to be burning with two balls of fire.
In the blink of an eye, the two men seemed to be very close to each other.
Perfected Lord Tianlan looked up, as if he had not reacted to the fatal attack that was falling from the sky and could split his head open. Lu Chen was majestic and boundless, but at that moment, he finally saw the person below clearly.
The bald man.
The man who was looking up.
Should he really continue with this attack? Would this strike be the only chance in his life to kill this damn baldy? The darned baldy was so powerful and terrifying that it was almost impossible for one to reach the Soul Formation Perfected Lord realm through hard work alone. What better opportunity could there be than this?
In a one-on-one battle, he seemed to have the absolute upper hand.
He saw Perfected Lord Tianlan's face. It was so short that he didn't even have time to judge whether this person was at a loss or not.
Or was it just a trap, a test?
Once again, a fork in the road of life appeared in front of him. He had to make a choice. If he made the wrong choice, he would fall into the abyss and die without a burial.
The wind howled, and that moment seemed to last for an eternity …
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Supreme Tianlan stared at the figure descending from the sky. Looking at the familiar face in the shadow behind the storm, he wondered if he would stab him with a fatal blow.
He remembered that morning many years ago, when the sun was very warm, he found the boy in the alley and took him away. That morning, he held the boy's hand. Although the boy was usually fierce and cunning, he was very obedient that day.
Maybe he had that special ability since he was young, or maybe life had taught him survival skills.
If he had to die, was it also a reincarnation and karma to die in the hands of the child he had taught? Those secrets hidden in his heart would probably disappear forever.
There was even a smile on his lips. He squinted his eyes and looked at the murderous figure in the air. Then, he made eye contact with the man in the wind.
At that moment, he actually felt that time was very, very slow …
Then, he suddenly heard a muffled groan from the sky. The wind suddenly whistled mournfully, but the murderous intent in the storm suddenly dissipated. Then, he clearly saw Lu Chen's face suddenly change from the condensed murderous intent to a hint of surprise, and then suddenly turned red.
It was as if all the blood in his body had suddenly rushed to his face and head. His body fell rapidly from the air and suddenly twisted in an extremely twisted position. Then, Lu Chen's whole body flew out.
While he was still in midair, Lu Chen's body made a few deep cracking sounds, as if a few of his bones had been forcibly broken by a powerful force. Immediately after, his body suddenly arched, his head jerked back in midair, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
A moment later, with a "boom", Lu Chen's body heavily smashed into the wall beside him. In an instant, the bricks of the wall cracked and dust flew everywhere. The house also trembled and made rustling sounds, looking like it was about to collapse.
Perfected Lord Tianlan silently stood where he was, his eyes fixed on the figure struggling under the messy ruins. A light flickered in the depths of his eyes. After a moment, he slowly walked up to Lu Chen, who was lying on the ground and coughing violently with his hand on his chest.
There was a painful expression on Lu Chen's face. Anyone who had a few bones broken and had their meridians devoured by an extremely fierce force would not feel good. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably have fainted by now.
But Lu Chen did not. He panted heavily and finally calmed down a little. Then, he raised his head and looked at Perfected Lord Tianlan who was standing silently in front of him. After a moment, a smile suddenly appeared on his bloody face. Then, with a hint of mockery, he scolded, "F * ck off, damn baldy!"
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Perfected Lord Tianlan looked at this young man and opened his mouth. It seemed that even someone as wise as him did not expect to hear such words at this time. For a moment, he did not know what to say.
But for some reason, he was not angry. On the contrary, his gaze even softened a little.
He squatted down his tall and burly body and approached Lu Chen. After a moment of silence, he looked at his face that was stained by blood and dust and said, "You must have wanted to scold me for a long time, right?"
Lu Chen nodded and said, "Yes, since the day you threw me into the Devil Cult."
Perfected Lord Tianlan laughed.
He reached out and patted Lu Chen's shoulder. Then, he casually lifted Lu Chen up and threw him on his back.
Lu Chen let out a muffled groan as if he had hit a sore spot. His body trembled, but apart from this sound, he did not say a word and endured it.
Perfected Lord Tianlan did not say anything else. Just like that, he carried Lu Chen and walked out of the room, leaving the ruins behind him. He did not even care about the White Lotus who was lying in the dust, dead or alive. Just like that, he left this place with his only disciple.
A line of warm blood flowed down his lapel.
He looked down and said, "Your blood is still warm?"
Lu Chen leaned on his shoulder. His breath sounded weak and painful. After a while, he said, "Of course!"
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