"Ah …"
At this moment, Mo Shengtu finally let out a shrill scream. The teacup was still clutched in his hand. It could be seen how fast Miao Yi's sneak attack was, and how unprepared he was.
Zhang Shucheng, who had a line of blood on the side of his chest beneath his severed arm, hastily dodged. At the same time, he spread his five fingers and sucked his spear into his hand.
Bang!
With a ferocious expression, Miao Yi sent Mo Shengtu flying with a kick, who was still screaming in pain. At the same time, he swept his spear horizontally, directly cutting off Mo Shengtu's head and sending it flying. A pool of fresh blood burst out in mid-air.
Mo Shengtu, whose body and head had been separated in two, fell to the ground, no longer able to scream.
On the other side, the Lady Boss had also sat up on the couch and was watching from behind the veil. Regardless of whether it was Musclehead, the scholar, or the cook, none of them expected Miao Yi to suddenly act up without any warning. It made them think that Miao Yi didn't see their hints.
Only then did they realize that this seemingly simple young man also had a rather ruthless side to him. Moreover, he was not lacking in shrewdness. It was fine when he did not make a move, but once he made a move, he would take someone's life.
How could a person like Lao Bai only choose a good person to impart his arts to? Lao Bai had naturally chosen Miao Yi after many considerations. If Miao Yi didn't have the ability to adapt and survive, then Lao Bai would have wasted his time picking someone to die.
Zhang Shucheng's complexion was a little pale. He had already used his transcendence energy to seal up his severed arm, as well as the wound under his armpit that had penetrated deep into his lungs. With his remaining arm, he grabbed his spear and pointed it at Miao Yi, shouting furiously, "You little thief! How dare you sneak attack us! "
"If I didn't ambush you, I wouldn't be a match for you!" Miao Yi spoke bluntly, like a god of death, pointing his spear at Zhang Shucheng. "Two White Lotus Third Grade cultivators actually used a backstabbing trick on me, a White Lotus First Grade cultivator. Even killing you would be a joke! Speak! Who ordered it? "
On the other side, the Lady Boss and the others looked at each other in dismay. No wonder this brat would use a sneak attack. He was only a White Lotus First Grade cultivator, but he had quite the guts. A White Lotus First Grade cultivator actually dared to launch a sneak attack on two White Lotus Third Grade cultivators. His guts were not ordinary!
Zhang Shucheng looked at his broken arm. He had actually lost an arm?
He suddenly raised his head and roared furiously, "Die!"
In a flash, he thrust his spear towards Miao Yi.
What made the Lady Boss and the others' jaws drop in shock was that the kid with a White Lotus First Grade cultivation base did not dodge or evade, and instead launched a direct counterattack against the White Lotus Third Grade cultivator!
Zhang Shucheng flashed towards him, but Miao Yi wasn't afraid at all. Taking a step forward, he became one with his spear and leapt up.
Soaring into the air in the main hall, he fiercely struck out with his spear. Almost all of his magic power was concentrated on the spear tip, just like when he was cultivating on the island. Even if you are a stone mountain, I will still destroy you.
Even the Lady Boss and the others were shocked by that imposing manner and that indomitable spirit. Tsk, he dared to act like this even when facing an opponent two levels higher than him. Which sect and which master could actually teach a disciple with such a temperament!
Boom!
A loud sound shook the hall, and the magic power shook the surroundings.
Under the surging transcendence energy, a few stone statues that were already on the verge of collapse collapsed with a loud bang. The bonfire below was instantly suffocated and extinguished into charcoal. Sparks flew everywhere.
The Lady Boss's bonfire was almost extinguished as well. Sparks flew everywhere, but none of them could touch the pink gauze canopy of the Lady Boss's Fragrant Imperial Concubine's bed.
Outside the house, the frightened horses neighed.
This head-on collision caused the two of them to separate upon contact, bouncing off.
Zhang Shucheng's severed arm and the deep cut under his armpit fiercely burst into two clouds of blood mist. He fell to the ground and staggered a few steps back. Only then did he manage to stabilize himself by supporting himself with his spear.
Miao Yi, on the other hand, was sent flying in an instant.
Boom! He directly blasted a hole in the stone wall behind him, and disappeared behind the hole.
A crashing sound could be heard from behind the broken wall, followed by a 'boom'. More than half of the wall collapsed towards the inside of the main hall. Rocks tumbled about amidst the smoke and dust. A spear tip slowly extended out from behind the broken wall. Miao Yi, spear in hand, slowly walked out as well.
Miao Yi, who cut a sorry figure, stood firmly on the pile of rubble. He raised his hand to wipe away the fresh blood from his mouth and nose, and once again pointed his spear at Zhang Shucheng. "So what if you have a White Lotus Third Grade cultivation base? I don't believe that with a broken arm and half of your chest cut open, I still can't get rid of you! "
Zhang Shucheng didn't think that he would dare to clash with him head-on. Even though this clash had injured Miao Yi, he himself wouldn't be able to escape unscathed.
He was already missing an arm, so his ability to wield the spear with one hand was greatly reduced. In addition, he had to expend a lot of transcendence energy to seal the two serious wounds on his body, as well as stabilize the heavily injured lungs in his chest.
Miao Yi had taken advantage of this point, and concentrated all his strength into a strike. As a result, the shock caused almost half of the blood in his body to burst out from his wounds.
Zhang Shucheng's body was on the verge of collapse, and his complexion was becoming increasingly pale. His injuries weren't just the blood that could be seen bursting out from the outside, but a lot of blood had also burst out from his chest cavity.
The Lady Boss and the others were a little surprised. They didn't expect Miao Yi to be able to launch such a fierce counterattack under the suppression of a White Lotus Third Grade cultivator's transcendence energy, and beat Zhang Shucheng to such a state.
Zhang Shucheng was also regretting his actions to the point that his intestines had turned green. Now he finally understood why that brat was able to fight against five cultivators at once without being defeated. The transcendence energy suppression he exerted on Miao Yi didn't have any effect at all. The other party's transcendence energy defense had an indescribable and unexplainable method of dissipating the force. As a result, he had fiercely collided with Miao Yi when he was heavily injured.
"Who ordered you to do this?" Miao Yi pointed his spear at him. "Tell me, and I'll spare your worthless life!"
The Lady Boss and the others were speechless. A White Lotus First Grade cultivator was actually threatening a White Lotus Third Grade cultivator.
Zhang Shucheng suddenly waved his spear, and with a rumble, a few large stone slabs on the ground flew towards Miao Yi.
He didn't think that Miao Yi would let him go if he told him. Since he was going to die either way, he might as well take a gamble.
He didn't chase after Zhang Shucheng, who was fleeing towards the main gate. In order to save time, he rammed his head through the temple's wall. Amidst the flying rubble, he thrust out his spear diagonally, as though he was looking at flowers through the fog. It was as accurate as when he was blindfolded under the rapids of a waterfall.
Zhang Shucheng, who had just dashed out of the door, was scared out of his wits. He used his spear to push away the stone wall that had exploded. He wanted to continue running, but he found that he couldn't run.
He slowly lowered his head and saw that a spear had pierced through his waist from the side, completely breaking through his magic power defense. He no longer had the strength to gather his magic power.
Clang!
The gun in Zhang Shucheng's hand fell to the ground powerlessly. He wanted to use his hand to cover the blood flowing out of his wound, but he couldn't. There were several wounds on his body, how could he cover them all with one hand? His eyes were filled with horror.
Outside the main hall, thunder rumbled and the wind and rain intertwined. Drops of rain drifted into the eaves along with the wind.
Under the flashes of lightning, the hair of the two people on the left and right were covered with strands of rain, which were even more visible under the lightning.
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