Chapter 395 Help Me (Subscription Request)

White Tiger Lake.

The clear lake water was stained with a lot of mud and could not be washed clean in a short time.

Lakeside.

Trees fell and guardrails shattered.

A lakeside place.

Ji Wushang, with a tall stature, black hair and black eyes, was holding Zhuge Jiu in one hand, while with the other hand, he had already crushed Zhuge Jiu's arm.

Zhuge Jiu's blood vessels were tangled, his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, and his face was as pale as paper.

The corners of his mouth trembled like a sieve, his teeth were bleeding, and he no longer uttered a word.

Ji Wushang, there was no change on his face.

After crushing one of Zhuge Jiu's arms section by section, his hand moved towards the other's intact right hand.

Pinch on its knuckles.

"Click~" a sound.

He had already crushed his five fingers.

Zhuge Jiu's hands were completely broken and he could no longer lift a sword.

"Woo~".

As his fingers were connected to his heart, Zhuge Jiu couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Ji Wushang, looking at the painful Zhuge Jiu, smiled:
"Junior, I won't kill you. When I cripple your limbs, I will let you taste the feeling of being unable to move and having to watch yourself gradually decay."

He raised his hand and crushed Zhuge Jiu's wrist.

The sound of "crackling, crackling~" is very creepy.

Shen Ning'er and a group of heroes were stunned and dizzy.

At this time, seeing Senior Zhuge being treated like this, everyone started cursing.

"Ji Wushang!! Let go of Senior Zhuge!"

"Old monster, let go!!"

"All heroes! Fight him!!"

Although many heroes were spitting blood, they still staggered to their feet, raised their swords, and were ready to fight Ji Wushang to the death.

However, just as they raised their swords and were about to rush towards Ji Wushang.

Zhuge Jiu, who was held in Ji Wushang's hand, suddenly opened his eyes wide, spitting blood from his mouth and yelling:
"do not come!!".

The heroes paused for a moment but did not obey.

He was about to rush forward and fight to the death with the sword in hand.

Zhuge Jiu swung his legs backwards.

A stream of internal energy overflowed from his legs and transformed into a huge internal force, kicking in front of the heroes.

A few inches away from where the heroes were stepping, there was a "sizzle" sound, and a very long and deep crack was created.

The heroes were caught off guard and were splashed by the flying stones, causing them to roll backwards several times.

Many were even injured again and coughed up blood.

Zhuge Jiu twisted his neck with difficulty, blood oozing from his mouth, and shouted:

"Run!! Run quickly!!"

The heroes sat on the ground, watching Zhuge Jiu shaking and coughing up blood. They stood there in a daze for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Shen Wanshi finally regained consciousness from the serious injury. With a pale face, he slowly retreated towards his daughter who had fallen to the ground.

In this situation, there is no way they can win.

Even if you go up, you will be throwing your life away in vain.

He must take his daughter and escape!
Whether my daughter is willing or not, she must escape!
Ji Wuhui, with his hands on the ground, looked pale.

He stared blankly at the man in a black robe with gold patterns next to Ji Wushang, his eyes lifeless, and he was oblivious to what was happening in the outside world.

His eyes did not move even a bit from Ji Wushang's handsome face.

Still completing his actions.

He pinched his hands upwards little by little, crushing Zhuge Jiu's arm bones with a "crunch" sound.

When the knuckles pinch the Zhuge wine and wrist.

suddenly.

The hand movements stopped.

He turned his head and looked to the side.

Zhuge Jiu had already closed his eyes and found that Ji Wushang no longer moved.

Endure the pain and open your eyes.

Look at Ji Wushang.

When he realized that the other person's eyes were no longer on him.

He also turned his head and looked in the direction the other person was looking.

But they found that there was nothing unusual there except the houses that extended to the horizon.

He endured the pain and concentrated.

Finally I found something.

All I saw was the blue sky in the distance.

A white cloud was floating towards us at a very fast speed, but it didn't look like the speed a cloud should have.

The clouds soon floated over, waiting for Zhuge Jiu to see clearly what the "clouds" were.

His bloodshot eyes widened even further.

“Boom~!!”

White clouds are approaching.

A huge roar sounded.

Even Shen Wanshi, who helped his fallen daughter up, and other heroes all turned towards the sky.

When they saw clearly who was coming, they all showed joy:
"Hero Lu!!"

“It’s Hero Lu!!”

"Hero Lu is here!!"

Shen Ning'er also shouted excitedly:

“Brother Lu!!”

She wanted to say something.

But the corners of his mouth moved, but he didn't say anything.

“Boom~!!”

After a deafening noise, a blazing white flame stopped above everyone.

The flame dissipated.

Lu Yuan's figure, wearing only a pair of underwear, was revealed.

He glanced at the situation on the field, his gaze fixed on the handsome young man with black hair and black eyes.

He frowned and tilted his head.

Some doubts.

Why did he feel that this person looked so much like that old guy?

But isn’t that a big step? A complete transformation, from a centenarian to a handsome young man who is no less handsome than himself?
While he was confused.

Ji Wushang, looking at the blazing white flames still remaining around him, exclaimed with sincere admiration:
"Awesome! Really awesome!!".

Eight gates leading to heaven, the Jingmen!
He had already deduced the sixth level of this technique, so how could he not know what the next level would be like.

Just by looking at that flash of white light, he could tell that the opponent's Eight Gates to Heaven had reached the seventh level!
Two days!

The other party actually went straight from the fourth door to the seventh door.

What an amazing speed of cultivation!

Even he couldn't help but marvel.

Lu Yuan heard the tone of the young man.

Then you know you can’t be wrong.

It's that old thing.

His eyes met that handsome young man's.

There was absolute confidence in the eyes of both of them.

Lu Yuan chuckled.

Fell from the sky.

He fell to the ground, grinning and said:

"Old man, it is you indeed."

He first went to the lakeside and heard a loud bang here.

So I rushed here.

Sure enough, he caught the old guy.

Um.
He glanced at Zhuge Jiu who was unable to move in the old man's hand.

These people look miserable.

When his eyes lingered on Zhuge Jiu's blood-covered body.

Suddenly, I felt a chill on my hands.

Lu Yuan lowered his head and looked.

I was facing a face full of tears.

That face, with all its coolness and toughness gone, was now broken in pieces.

I was stunned when I saw the distance.

Ji Wuhui climbed up into Lu Yuan’s palms with both hands.

Holding Lu Yuan's hand tightly, she could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes and burst out, saying in a sad voice:

"Lu Yuan, help me~!".

Ji Wuhui's miserable appearance made Lu Yuan stunned for a moment.

At this time, Ji Wushang was sitting opposite him.

Like throwing away garbage, he threw Zhuge Jiu, whose arms were broken, aside.

Looking at the guy who had not been killed by him several times, he smiled and said:
"It's just right. Since you are here to die, it saves me some effort."

(End of this chapter)