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Chapter 428: Kill Half Of Your Life

"Who are you and why did you break into our Shenwuzong camp?"

Duanmu Daxue was still having a headache because his disciple's injury could not be cured, but the camp was already in chaos.

Lu Chuan carried the small bench and rushed all the way to the Shenwuzong camp. If anyone dared to come out to stop him, he would be knocked down by the bench.

These monks should be lucky that Lu Chuan has been back in society for some time now and is not so murderous.

If this happened before, none of these monks would be alive.

"Stop barking at me here. Call out those in charge."

Lu Chuan held a small bench and Hengdao immediately stood in front of the camp tent with murderous intent.

Not only were the monks surrounding the big tent, but there were also unlucky people lying on the ground, covering their heads and crying for their fathers and mothers.

This is the command center of the Shenwuzong, and Lu Chuan served it directly to others, which really made these monks terrified.

"Crazy guy, do you know where this is?" Everyone was panicking, but they still had to be tough.

"Terr..." Lu Chuan licked his teeth disdainfully and spat hard.

Without any movement, Lu Chuan's figure disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of the tough-talking monk.

The monk's pupils shrank suddenly, and before he could make a sound, he was hit hard on the face.

A pain goes deep into the bone marrow and reaches the depths of the soul, which is called a sore feeling.

The monk couldn't hold his mouth any longer, so he fell down, held his head, and howled miserably.

"Hey..." Lu Chuan couldn't help but laugh out loud and started teasing, "You're so smart and you don't have a tough mouth!"

"Who else is brave enough to stand up for me?"

When Lu Chuan said that he looked around, everyone was so scared that they held their breath and lowered their heads even if they dared to look at each other.

"Aren't you cheap? This will ruin my fortune." Lu Chuan rolled his eyes, put down the small bench and sat down carelessly.

"You, go and call your manager." After sitting down, Lu Chuan casually pointed at a monk.

"No!"

At this time, a deep male voice sounded. The man-made sound came first, and the terrifying sound wave shook the surrounding space and kept twisting.

"Elder Jin."

"The madman who broke into the camp without permission has been besieged by us. Please ask the elders to kill him."

After hearing this low and reliable voice, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted loudly one by one, and their momentum became much stronger.

"The mob!" Xiao Jiuwei, who was sitting on Lu Chuan's head and licking Night Scorpion's special lollipop, rolled his eyes at everyone with disdain.

"The eight-tailed demon actually hangs out with the human race. Do you, the ancestors of the demon race, know?"

The deep voice came to mind again. Before the voice could fall, an extraordinary and heroic Half-Step Emperor had already appeared on the field.

It was Jin Ming who was sent by Duanmu Daxue to "see" the situation.

This person is extremely talented, but he has reached the Half-Step Emperor Realm in just over ten thousand years old.

If Dao Dao had not cut off the upper limit of monks, he would probably be one of the human monks who has the strength to aspire to the throne of the Great Emperor.

Even though he is restricted by the Great Dao, this person is still one of the strongest in the Half-Step Emperor Realm. I am afraid he will not be weaker than Li Guanqi, who has gathered thousands of fortunes.

He is also the best successor to the next leader of the Shenwu Sect. The key is that Duanmu Daxue still likes him. He can be said to be the true pride of heaven.

Hearing Jin Ming's taunt, the little Jiuwei who was happily licking the lollipop suddenly became unhappy.

"Who are you? You are gesticulating here. What kind of bullshit is the ancestor of the demon clan? Come out and show me."

Jin Ming couldn't summon any ancestors of the demon clan, and what he said just now was just a counterattack against the words "rabble" from Little Nine Tails.

Of course, if he really wanted to call some ancestor, he would probably respectfully call him ancestor when he saw the little Nine Tails.

Jin Ming stopped entangled with Xiao Jiuwei and turned his attention to Lu Chuan.

"The aura is natural, and the strength is immeasurable!" This was Jin Ming's first impression of Lu Chuan.

"Fellow Taoist, does Shenwuzong have anything to do with you?" Jin Ming asked politely.

"Are you in charge?" Lu Chuan glanced at Jin Ming with a slanted eyebrow, a look of disdain on his face.

Jin Ming's eyelids bulged, and he suppressed the displeasure in his heart and nodded: "You can be considered a half-manager, and can basically make the final decisions on big and small matters."

"Half?" Lu Chuan's head tilted.

Without warning, a new Lu Chuan suddenly split from Lu Chuan's body and rushed towards Jin Ming.

Jin Ming's expression changed drastically. This was not a method of cloning, it was just an afterimage that appeared due to the speed.

Jin Ming did not panic. The moment Lu Chuan rushed in front of him, a circle of cyan flames suddenly washed out around him.

This is the true blood Xuanfeng's natural fire, which can melt all solid things in the world. It is Jin Ming's strongest defense method.

Even if you are a half-step emperor at the same level, your skin will peel off even if you get a little bit of it.

Moreover, this method is completely passive defense. Even if the opponent's thinking cannot keep up with the opponent's speed and there is no time to process, the sky fire will be automatically triggered when encountering danger.

Seeing Lu Chuan directly enter the defensive range of the flames because of his excessive speed, the corners of Jin Ming's mouth slowly curled up.

As for the other monks, they didn't react at all. At this time, all their eyes were still on the shadow of Lu Chuan.

However, the corners of Jin Ming's mouth only curled up a little, and then stopped abruptly.

Because Lu Chuan actually smashed the flames upright, the small bench grew bigger and bigger in front of him.

"Snapped!"

With a muffled sound, Jin Ming was hit in the face by a bench.

The kind of pain that penetrated deep into his soul made Jin Ming ignore his manners and directly squatted on the ground holding his head.

This sound finally made others react.

When he saw Jin Ming squatting on the ground in a panic, covering his head, he knew without thinking that he must have been hit.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and it was strange and scary.

"Now I'm telling you, Shenwuzong is having a big holiday with me."

Lu Chuan said, raising the small stool and tapping it towards Jin Ming's Tianling Cap.

Others can't stand it if they get hit once. Two hits can kill them, and the second hit is to the top of their head.

At this moment, Jin Ming only felt that his head was hit hard by a star.

Then, as if he was drunk, he staggered and tried to stand up, but struggled a few times and finally fell to the ground.

"I destroyed Penglai, and I killed your people, so let's just say this is a big festival, right?"

"You also threatened the Blue Star Sect to hand over the murderer. Now that the murderer is here, you should be more cautious!"

"Snapped!"

Lu Chuan said and slapped it hard again.

After these three direct shots, Jin Ming burst into tears and runny nose.

If it wasn't for the extreme pain, I'm afraid he, a half-step emperor and a rising star of the Shenwu Sect, wouldn't be willing to make a fool of himself like this.

"You're still half in charge, okay, I'll kill you half as a dog." Lu Chuan muttered and raised the small bench again.