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Chapter 768

Words:2288Update:22/06/27 06:47:42

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Based on the current situation, this card was a huge loss. However, in the long run, Ye Zhen would surely become a huge threat. The best way was to kill him before he was fully fledged. Lu Zhou hovered above the northern part of the middle peak.

The Daoist Nine Cuts Hand Seals had attracted the disciples in the vicinity.

There was also the Flying Star House's Master, Chen Tiandu, who was on the middle peak.

"Activate the Formation!"

A thunderous roar reverberated through the entire Lofty Steep Mountain.

The sound of resonating energy rang in the air. Many red lotus avatars flew toward the five fingers. Several 100-foot avatars charged toward the scene of the incident.

There was a peculiar aura of energy surging above the middle peak as well.

There was a Ten-leaf expert.

He still had one Deadly Strike Card left … If it was a bloody battle, he would be able to fight. However, the Formation of the five fingers seemed peculiar.

It was not safe to stay on the Lofty Steep Mountain. However, when he looked at the moving merit points, he could not help but feel tempted.

Whizz!

The Daoist veins were about to form.

His extraordinary power was not restricted.

'Forget it. To be safe, I'll get out of here for now.'

Lu Zhou unleashed his power again. With his extraordinary power, he unleashed his grand technique and flew north.

1,000 disciples arrived at the place where Ye Zhen had fallen.

Several Eight-leaf avatars saw a flash of blue in the sky north of the middle peak. Perhaps, it was due to the dim light, but the sun was setting in the west and the mist was falling. Many of them could not see it clearly.

"There's an intruder! After him! "

About five Eight-leaf avatars gave chase in the direction of the blue light.

Many of the disciples with lower cultivation bases could only follow behind them.

The other disciples dove toward the spot where Ye Zhen had fallen. They landed next to the five-finger-deep pit and looked down at it.

"What's going on?"

Although there was a huge commotion, when the others arrived, they only saw a figure flashing in the sky and a series of palm seals. They also saw Ye Zhen's red avatar as he fell.

"If I'm not seeing things, I think the Nine-leaf avatar was struck down. Elder Ye? "

"It can't be Elder Ye. Only Elder Ye would attack someone else!"

The Formation on Lofty Steep Mountain enveloped the surroundings.

The Daoist veins swirled in the sky.

At this moment, the disciple beside the five-fingered pit said, "There's no one!"

In the five-finger-deep pit, there was no one except for a clear human-shaped pit.

Beside the human-shaped pit, there was a pool of blood and nothing else.

"How is that possible? I clearly saw a red lotus cultivator descend, and he's a Nine-leaf cultivator! "Some of the disciples were incredulous.

The other disciples were also puzzled.

They all jumped into the five-finger-deep pit and searched everywhere … but to no avail.

"Strange … why isn't anyone here?"

"Flying out of the middle finger peak … could it be Elder Ye!?"

Everyone was shocked.

Several low-tier Nascent Divinity cultivators flew toward the middle peak and landed in the fifth courtyard.

Seeing the human-shaped passageway, the damaged wooden walls, and the cherry blossom trees, the disciples walked towards the dojo.

Everyone bowed: "Disciple greets Elder Ye!

The dojo was silent.

Everyone was puzzled. With Elder Ye's cultivation, it was impossible for him not to have seen such a big thing.

They gathered their courage and approached the training hall.

The middle peak had its own rules. Without Ye Zhen's permission, apart from his last disciple, no one was allowed to approach it. Therefore, the Flying Star House disciples were unusually cautious.

When they approached the dojo …

Ye Zhen's last disciple, Jiang Xiaosheng, opened the side door.

"Scram."

The disciples were stunned.

They did not have any questions nor did they dare to ask. They bowed and left the dojo.

"I'm warning you. If anyone dares to trespass into master's dojo, they'll be severely punished." Jiang Xiaosheng's eyes gleamed fiercely.

The others shuddered in fear.

After the Flying Star House disciples left …

Jiang Xiaosheng entered the dojo and shut the wooden door.

His face was drenched in sweat.

He patted his chest and said with a grim expression, "Meng Changdong killed master?"



In the forest north of Lofty Steep Mountain.

The evening sun shone through the forest. The sky was turning dark.

Under a huge tree, Ye Zhen supported himself with a palm as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Zhen panted heavily as he sat limply on the ground. He leaned against the roots of the tree. He looked up at the direction the Flying Star House's Eight-leaf cultivators had left. They were long gone.

"Who the hell are you?"

Ye Zhen gradually calmed down.

He waved his hand and brushed the dust off his Confucian robes. His robes were much cleaner now.

Then, he straightened his slightly disheveled robes.

Even so, there were still traces of blood on his collar.

For some reason, the appearance of the blood disturbed him. He tore off his Confucian robes and moved forward.

Whoosh!

The karmic fire burned, and the Confucian robes were reduced to ashes.

Only white clothes remained on his upper body.

Ye Zhen straightened his white clothes. He gradually calmed down.

He sat cross-legged and breathed in and out.



Meanwhile.

After Lu Zhou left Lofty Steep Mountain's Formation, he headed north and entered another forest.

He did not continue flying. Instead, he stood quietly in the forest.

Shortly after, five Eight-leaf cultivators from the Flying Star House caught up to him. They stood in a straight line.

"Who's so bold as to trespass into the Flying Star House?"

Lu Zhou turned around slowly and swept his gaze across the group.

The five of them were shocked.

"Elder Meng?"

"Are you chasing after me?" Lu Zhou asked.

His aura, tone, gaze, and posture were completely different from Meng Changdong.

"Meng Changdong, what are you doing? What a huge commotion! Let's see how you're going to explain this to Elder Ye! "

"Elder Meng, you're the one who released the Nine-leaf avatar on the northern side of the middle peak, right? Why did you do that?"

The five of them questioned one after another.

Lu Zhou's expression was indifferent.

He was still angry from the fight with Ye Zhen.

He had killed Ye Zhen with a single palm strike.

"A mere Eight-leaf cultivator dares to challenge me?" Lu Zhou raised his palm. A palm seal shot out.

A shining golden palm seal shot out.

The five of them were shocked.

Lu Zhou stepped forward. With every step he took, a leaf sprouted from the Golden Lotus beneath his feet.

Soon after, all nine leaves bloomed, and golden flames bloomed.

"Golden lotus karmic power! No! Split up! "

Lu Zhou would gladly accept the offer of a life.

They thought they were chasing after someone who was injured by Ye Zhen.

The five of them fled in different directions.

The shining golden palm seal struck one of them. Bam!

It fell.

The person turned around and saw something he would never forget for the rest of his life.

Lu Zhou stepped into the air. His 150-foot avatar rose from the ground. The golden karmic fire burned fiercely. An exquisite bow and arrow appeared in his hand. It buzzed loudly.

The bow and arrow flew horizontally.

Lu Zhou pulled the energy arrow with his fingers.

The golden energy arrow shone with a blue radiance. The blue radiance burned with flames.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Four energy arrows shot out in four different directions.

Lu Zhou no longer looked at the five of them. He did not hold back. He distributed half of his extraordinary power evenly on the four energy arrows. At the same time, he added the golden karmic fire. With the power of a Nine-leaf cultivator, there was no way an Eight-leaf cultivator could withstand it.

His avatar vanished.

Unnamed vanished.

The golden flames and blue radiance vanished as well.

At this moment, Lu Zhou's appearance reverted to his own.

100 meters ahead, the only Eight-leaf cultivator who was struck by the golden palm looked at the old man who was slowly advancing. His heart was filled with fear.

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