After the witch ripped out his heart, this mortal body began to lose control.

"If you really kill me, are you sure you can get away with it?"

Senior knows better than I how domineering the eldest daughter of the Shen family's cultivation and techniques are.

Are you really confident you can escape from her?

"What a clever tongue you have, but unfortunately you can't convince me!"

You must die here today!

With a flick of his finger, Xue Zhe caused the bronze bell suspended in mid-air to suddenly expand, its surface runes lighting up.

Boom! !

The next instant, the bronze bell, carrying a weight of a thousand pounds, slammed mercilessly onto Lu Changsheng's back.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground in front of him red, but the bell did not stop; it rose high again and fell once more.

Repeat this process three times.

Each impact was accompanied by the cracking of joints and Lu Changsheng's muffled groan. The impact only stopped when a human-shaped crater was smashed into the ground.

Lu Changsheng lay in the pit, covered in blood, every bone in his body felt like it was shattered, but with a fierce determination, he shakily stood up, leaning against the broken wall.

Another violent coughing fit ensued, and blood dripped onto the ground.

Xue Zhe looked at him, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but his tone grew even colder: "Kid, you've got some tough bones! This didn't kill you?"

Lu Changsheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and cursed as he grimaced:

"We're all in this together, why are you risking your life?"

I already told you you can take the sword and leave!

"Old man, since you're courting death, then I'll grant your wish!"

As soon as he finished speaking,

He grabbed the Broken Army with his right hand, poured all his spiritual power into this ancient treasure, and unleashed the full power of the final move of the Amazing Swan Sword Technique, the Dust Sweeping Strike!

A semi-circular golden sword aura swept out and rushed towards Xue Zhe.

As the sword energy swept out, Xue Zhe quickly summoned his bronze bell to block it.

Bang! !

With a loud bang, the bronze bell was shattered to pieces.

Xue Zhe's arm was also severed by the sword.

This final move required twice the spiritual power of the second move, and its destructive power was more than doubled, directly destroying most of Xue Zhe's life force. He screamed and fell to the ground.

His eyes were filled with despair as he watched Lu Changsheng relentlessly pursue him.

He never imagined that he, a Foundation Establishment cultivator,

He was actually driven to the brink of despair by a Qi Refining cultivator.

Then Lu Changsheng kicked him to the ground.

Just as Lu Changsheng was preparing to deal with Xue Zhe.

Bang! The dilapidated temple door was kicked open!

A cold voice came: "Third brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Can't even defeat a Qi Refining stage cultivator?"

Lu Changsheng turned his head and saw Xue Ming leading his second brother Xue Yan into the temple.

Xue Yan was dressed in dark, close-fitting clothes, with a cold and stern face. A short sword with a cold glint hung at his waist, its blade stained with blood.

Xue Ming held a dark blue-black whip wrapped in black energy, and the two of them exuded a chilling aura of Foundation Establishment.

Xue Zhe also took the opportunity to distance himself from Lu Changsheng.

He clutched his bleeding, severed arm, his eyes filled with despair replaced by resentment. He glared at Lu Changsheng and said viciously:

"Second brother! This kid is really strange. Not only is he tough and can take a beating, but he also has a variety of tricks up his sleeve."

Not only me, but the boss also suffered a setback at his hands!

Thankfully you arrived in time, otherwise I'm afraid I would have died here!

"Now that the three of us are working together, we can definitely kill him!"

Seeing this, Lu Changsheng's heart sank!

The sword strike that killed Xue Zhe just now consumed all the spiritual power in his body.

Now there were two more enemies in front of them.

Xue Zhe, who still possesses fighting ability despite having lost an arm, goes without saying, along with his two other brothers.

The disparity in strength between the two sides was too great; he had absolutely no chance of winning.

Taking advantage of Xue Zhe's shouting, Lu Changsheng gritted his teeth and swallowed three Qi Condensation Pills in a row, but he only managed to recover 30% of his spiritual power, which was already the limit of his dantian.

One pill of this Qi Condensation Pill can restore 30% of spiritual power, and its price is more than three times that of the Qi Gathering Pill. If he hadn't been in dire straits, he wouldn't have been willing to take such an expensive pill to restore his spiritual power.

Escape is impossible.

Even if you beg for mercy, they won't give you another chance.

Now Lu Changsheng is really going to die here.

Thinking this, Xue Yan, holding a short sword, took the initiative to attack. The blade was drawn from its sheath with a whooshing sound as it slashed down from above Lu Changsheng's head!

The short sword was incredibly sharp, and the wind emanating from it carried a sinister aura.

clang!!

A crisp sound,

Lu Changsheng, wielding the weapon "Breaking Through a Thousand Armies," blocked the attack.

As the swords clashed, he felt a numbness in his arm.

His feet pierced the stone slabs and plunged into the soil.

Lu Changsheng barely managed to withstand Xue Yan's attack.

Xue Ming's long whip had already lashed out, striking him hard on the back.

Despite Lu Changsheng's tough skin, he couldn't withstand the force of that whip.

They broke several of his ribs.

A mouthful of blood rushed into his throat, which he forced down.

This is not over yet,

Xue Zhe, who had lost an arm, appeared behind him, now holding a sword.

"Go to hell!"

Xue Zhe's voice was sinister as his sword pierced Lu Changsheng's lower back.

Pfft!!

The sword pierced through Lu Changsheng's waist and abdomen in the next instant.

Having landed a successful blow, he drew his sword without hesitation, and blood gushed out like a fountain, splattering all over his body.

Lu Changsheng grunted, his hand holding the sword trembled, and Po Qianjun almost slipped from his grasp.

But Xue Zhe gave him no chance to catch his breath, and stabbed Lu Changsheng in the back again.

The sword was so fast that it left only a blur before piercing his back.

"Well!!!"

The excruciating pain sent a jolt through Lu Changsheng's body, and his legs went weak.

Pfft! !

He knelt directly on the ground.

Blood soaked through his robes on his back, flowing down his trousers and pooling on the ground in a dark red stain.

Lu Changsheng's eyes were bloodshot, blood kept spilling from the corners of his mouth, and his vision began to blur, but he still looked around at the three of them.

His voice was hoarse, filled with resentment and viciousness as he said, "Even as a ghost... I will not let you go!!"

"You won't let us go even as ghosts? Then I'll grant your wish!"

Xue Zhe laughed triumphantly, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and stabbed it deep into Lu Changsheng's back before pulling it out abruptly!

The blood from the sword splattered on his face, but he didn't care at all; instead, he revealed a cruel smile.

Lu Changsheng's aura instantly weakened.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xue Yan unleashed his full power to split Mount Hua.

Lu Changsheng was knocked face down to the ground, the stone slab beneath him cracking.

The dilapidated roof of the temple could not withstand the pressure at this moment, and the wooden beams and tiles crashed down, burying him under the broken wood and tiles.

……

As the smoke and dust cleared, a bloodstained hand suddenly reached out from the ruins!

Lu Changsheng then crawled out of the ruins, his eyes completely bloodshot, devoid of any clarity, and a sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

The raging demonic energy swept wildly around him, engulfing the entire dilapidated temple. His wounds healed rapidly at a visible speed, and his body slowly floated into the air!

"After holding it in for so many days... I can finally come out!"

With a swift movement, he grabbed Xue Zhe's neck from thin air, and with a gentle squeeze, his neck bones snapped.

Blood flowed from Xue Zhe's mouth, and Xue Zhe was killed casually by him. Then he was thrown to the ground.

Looking at Lu Changsheng now, his eyes were no longer clear, only blood red that had burned everything, and a large amount of demonic energy continued to gather around him.

He laughed maniacally at the remaining, eerie figures in the arena, saying, "As a reward for you, I will kill you all!!"

"What kind of monster is this? Run!" Xue Ming shouted to his brothers as they tried to escape.

Lu Changsheng wasn't about to let him escape. He turned his hands into claws, unleashing a power capable of tearing everything apart, and charged towards the remaining two Xue brothers.

"Now it's your turn!"