I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

Chapter 114: Chapter 113: die! you filthy thief!

Translator: 549690339

At this moment, Dong Caiwei was almost completely stripped, with only the last two pieces of undergarments barely covering her body, exposing her graceful curves.

Lu Fujiang’s hair stood on end in anger. The mystic skeleton chain was like an angry Python coming out of its hole. It rolled towards PEI Ling and bound his wrist!

The system went offline as usual.”Ding dong! [ an external attack has been detected. This cultivation session ends here. ] Thank you, host, for using the intelligent cultivation system. With one click of the button, you can ascend without worry! Please give me a five-star rating if you are satisfied!”

PEI Ling gave it a one-star rating in the midst of his busy schedule, and his entire body was already lifted into the air by the huge force coming from the chains.

In the next moment, the Furious Lu Fujiang struck him in the chest with all his might.

Bang!

PEI Ling fell to the ground, and the puppets around him swarmed up. However, very quickly, a cluster of Azure flames exploded. With him as the center, blue flames rained down within ten steps. The puppets that came into contact with it were quickly reduced to a pile of ashes, unable to be restored.

A wisp of smoke as thick as a thumb entered the ground and quickly rushed toward the weakest cultivators.

Using the life loathing blade as a support, PEI Ling used the momentum to stand up quickly. However, his left wrist was still bound by the mystic bone chains and he could not escape.

Without a word, he slashed at the chain!

“This kid can actually stand up!” Seeing this, everyone was shocked. A Qi disciple Level 7 had been hit by Lu Fujiang’s full-force Palm and he was still alive!

“Could he be hiding his cultivation?” Junior Sister an asked hesitantly.

“No, he’s at the seventh level of the Qi refining stage.” Jiao PU’s face was as dark as water. He opened and closed his folding fan, and countless paper money flew out, slicing towards PEI Ling.

PEI Ling hurriedly changed the saber’s momentum and faced the paper money, slashing down fiercely!

The paper was cut in half and fell in front of his feet.

At the same time, Junior Sister an silently moved behind PEI Ling, the short sword in her hand suddenly stabbing towards PEI Ling’s back as she angrily rebuked, ” “Shameless filthy thief, die!”

PEI Ling turned around to block, and the life loathing blade heavily hit the short sword. Junior Sister an only felt an irresistible force and couldn’t help but retreat. She left a few footprints of different depths on the ground before she could barely stand.

Her face was filled with horror as she looked down and saw that there was blood on her purlicue. It had been split open!

&Quot; he ... He really didn’t hide his cultivation?! &Quot;

Seeing that Junior Sister an’s sneak attack had failed, the other cultivators also made their moves. The dark room flickered with light for a moment, and dozens of spell seals were aimed at PEI Ling.

At this moment, the 12 spirits suddenly rushed forward and swept away the talismans like a hurricane. Lu Fujiang’s eyes were red as he shouted, ” “Everyone, stop!”

“Don’t interfere!”

Lu Fujiang’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets. The mystic bone chains slowly ignited with white flames. He said word by word, ” I want to chop him up with my own hands!!! &Quot;

He suddenly pulled on the mystic bone chains, and PEI Ling’s body was pulled towards him uncontrollably. At the same time, the White flames spread rapidly, burning towards PEI Ling’s wrist.

Lu Fujiang made a grabbing motion with his left hand. The 12 spirits instantly transformed into 12 Mystic Spears that were as black as the night. They stabbed at PEI Ling from all directions.

In the face of a strong enemy, life and death could be decided in an instant!

However, the more dangerous it was, the calmer PEI Ling’s mind became. If he couldn’t escape, then he would kill!

In the next moment, a layer of blue flames appeared on PEI Ling’s left arm, forcing back the spirit Fire that was burning from the mystic bone chains. Then, he turned into a bloody shadow as the mystic bone chains were pulled to their limits. The White flames flickered and he passed through the gap between the 12 Mystic Spears.

He appeared in front of Lu Fujiang, leaving a long trail of blood behind him. With an imposing aura, he slashed his saber at Lu Fujiang’s head!

The life loathing blade was sharp. Before it fell, the cold blade had already made Lu Fujiang’s hair stand on end. The blood mist around the blade made a faint cry of resentment ... He couldn’t take this blade head on!

Lu Fujiang dodged to the side and avoided this thunderous blade. Just as he was about to attack again, PEI Ling’s ferocity was triggered and he slashed again.

He had no choice but to retreat again. However, this time, PEI Ling’s momentum became even more unforgiving. The fiendish blood saber technique was continuously displayed and danced faster and faster. Shua, shua, shua, shua, shua. Saber Light crisscrossed and blood mist boiled. His battle intent soared to the extreme and actually forced Lu Fujiang to retreat continuously.

Seeing this, Junior Sister an and the others all looked worried and subconsciously looked at Jiao PU.

Jiao PU’s expression was gloomy, but he shook his head slowly, indicating that they should not interfere.

He knew Lu Fujiang well. This person had a steady temperament and a firm Dao heart. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have remained unmoved when a female cultivator like junior martial sister Dong, who was suitable for a family, pursued him for so many years. He even wanted to use the opportunity of Foundation establishment to end the fate between them.

However, Lu Fujiang had rejected Junior Sister Dong so that he could focus on pursuing the great Dao. He was not completely heartless to her.

In the end, this brat in Zhang Shuo’s team actually pulled Junior Sister Dong out of Lu Fujiang’s arms and molested her in front of everyone!

This was a great humiliation to the ordinary people.

Moreover, Lu Fujiang was a ninth-stage Qi refining cultivator. Even among the thousands of outer sect disciples of the Zhong Kong sect, he was still outstanding and respected.

If he could not chop PEI Ling into minced meat, extract his soul, refine it, and torture him repeatedly with the spirit fusion technique, Lu Fujiang’s Dao heart would not be able to calm down and he would not be able to continue with his Foundation establishment!

Therefore, no one was allowed to step forward to help, or it would be a humiliation to Lu Fujiang.

It was the same as telling Lu Fujiang clearly that he, a ninth-stage Qi refining cultivator, not only could not protect his Junior Sister who loved him, but he even had to borrow someone else’s hand to take revenge on a seventh-stage Qi refining cultivator!

What was the difference between this and directly pointing at Lu Fujiang’s nose and scolding him for being a good-for-nothing?

Thinking of this, Jiao PU retracted his gaze. He opened the folding fan in his hand and suddenly flew out. It drew an arc in the air and cut off the heads of more than a dozen fake people. It returned to his hand and ordered in a deep voice, &Quot; alright, leave the kid to Junior Brother Lu. Let’s deal with these things first. &Quot;

Junior Sister an and the others hesitated for a moment, but they still chose to follow his arrangement. &Quot; “Yes.”

At this moment, the spiritual energy in Lu Fujiang’s body surged. Runes of various sizes suddenly lit up on his neck and face. His eyes were dark as he suddenly pointed his finger out!

A black dot suddenly passed through the heavy blade light and blood mist, hitting PEI Ling’s chest.

Bang!

A huge force came from his chest, and PEI Ling was sent flying. In mid-air, he could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Soon after, he fell heavily, smashing countless puppets and fake people into pieces.

He actually didn’t die?

Lu Fujiang was really shocked this time.

But very quickly, his anger rose. He tugged on the chains again and the 12 Spears formed by the 12 spirits floated behind him. They merged into one and turned into a huge underworld spear that was as fine as a bucket. The body of the spear was wrapped by a wriggling Dragon Snake. The Dragon Snake opened its mouth and spat out the sharp spearhead.

“Die!” Lu Fujiang shouted and the nether spear suddenly shot towards PEI Ling.

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