Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 86 The Strong Live, the Weak Die (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

A flash of cold light locked onto Lu Wubing's body and pointed towards his brow.

An overwhelming killing intent emanated from it, as if it wanted to destroy everything.

The unexpected turn of events caught everyone off guard, including the Lu family steward and guards who were standing far away.

The attacker's fierce shout shook him so much that his blood surged, his vision blurred, his ears rang, and he could neither hear nor see anything.

Lu Wubing was naturally not unaffected.

He was the first to be hit. Faced with Gu Dongting's roar, which contained extreme killing intent, his internal energy was almost dissipated, and his heart almost stopped beating for a moment.

Even though he was facing imminent death, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Before he could even land, his long sword was already drawn.

"Rumble..."

The halo was like mist, appearing later but arriving first.

It points to the attacker's lower abdomen, dantian.

The sword light flashed like thunder, and as the muscles and pores of the arm exploded into a cloud of blood mist, the spirit had already taken the lead and bombarded Gu Dongting's mind.

Sword against sword, speed against speed.

On the surface, Gu Dongting had the upper hand, his long sword drawing out a long trail of light, giving him a clear advantage.

If neither of them changed their moves, it was clear that his sword energy would strike first and succeed.

collapse……

Something unexpected happened.

Gu Dongting's expression changed drastically.

The giant trees on both sides trembled violently, and a nearly invisible silver-white thread in the void was snapped by the powerful internal force in his chest. As the air vibrated, his body also trembled slightly and he was suspended in mid-air.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand, though clearly aimed at Lu Wubing's brow, was slightly tilted, whistling past his ear and severing a few strands of his fluttering hair.

"Damn it!"

Gu Dongting changed tactics with astonishing speed.

In a flash, he realized that he had fallen into the other party's trap.

Sometime during the night, a sturdy thin line appeared in the air between the two large trees...

Hidden among the leaves, it is very difficult to find.

If there's a thin line blocking the way, how could there not be other backup plans?

It cannot remain in the air as a rake.

Gu Dongting reacted extremely quickly, immediately focusing his energy in his dantian and shifting from a forward thrust to a downward one.

Thousands of pounds fell.

Like a meteorite falling from the sky, it roared down.

In the next instant, the trees on both sides made a muffled "whoosh" sound as wooden spears shot out.

He felt a slight pain in his right shoulder as he dodged the wooden spear.

He had already been struck by a sword.

The sword light, like lightning, broke through his protective aura, but its power was clearly insufficient... It still penetrated three inches into his flesh, splattering blood.

Gu Dongting, as expected of a major sect leader, did not forcefully swing his sword despite his injured right arm.

The moment his toes touched the ground, his left arm swept out with overwhelming force.

A fierce wind howled around him, and the shadow of a staff flickered in front of him as his inner energy surged more than ten feet.

I'll repay you with a stick for every sword you've wielded.

Seeing the imposing power of Lu Wubing's sword, Gu Dongting realized that this seemingly young boy was actually the monkey-faced man he had fought before.

Several of his own apprentices also died at his hands.

When he made his move, he had gathered all his strength, and the surging force stirred up a torrent.

He wanted to smash his opponent to pieces with one blow.

"You've fallen for it again."

Amidst Lu Wubing's light laughter, Gu Dongting's figure plummeted like a meteorite, continuing to fall after hitting the ground.

The arm, which was clearly aimed at Lu Wubing's heart, fell into the pit as the body fell, barely grazing the thigh.

Crack... Lu Wubing's face turned pale. The long sword, which was flashing with light, had just been thrust out when it was blasted back seven or eight feet by the force of the surging waves, and crashed heavily into a big tree.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, yet he was still smiling.

The longsword held in his hand dripped with blood.

Looking up, one could see that Gu Dongting was no longer in the trap, but had forcefully leaped half a foot, then flew backwards for three zhang, and stood steadily in the grass.

However, although he escaped the trap, he could not escape Lu Wubing's perfect sword technique.

A sword scar on his right shoulder, that's alright.

The fatal wound was a gaping hole in his left chest, a hole that went right through him.

"If I hadn't been injured, your little tricks would have been completely useless."

Gu Dongting's face flushed red, then turned pale, and finally became bluish-black.

Clearly, he was still unwilling to give up and wanted to fight back, but his vision went black and all his strength disappeared with the sword hole that pierced his heart.

"Ahem... There are no 'what ifs' in this world. If Sect Leader Gu hadn't been so greedy, or so vicious and ruthless, I, Lu, would still be living a carefree life as a wealthy young master in Jiangzhou City."

Lu Wubing coughed twice, shook his head and sighed.

His body was surging with life force, and his face, which had just turned deathly pale, slowly regained its rosy color.

When I took my first step, I staggered slightly, my right leg unable to support the weight.

By the time he took the third step, his right leg was already firmly planted on his feet.

After taking the fifth step, he had recovered as if he had never been injured by the palm.

Even though Gu Dongting was utterly despondent, he was still deeply shaken by this sight.

Such resilience is simply miraculous.

It turned out that the opponent dared to fight him to the death with his meager internal energy. This wasn't due to a crude trap meant only for harassment, nor to his perfected swordsmanship that had already glimpsed the gates of innate sword intent, but rather to his extraordinary and miraculous regenerative power.

"Time is also fate."

How could one not be defeated when faced with such a person?

Gu Dongting breathed his last, and with his last strength cried out to the heavens, "Father, your son is incompetent, I must go first..."

The word "step" had barely left his lips when his breath abruptly stopped, his head drooped heavily, hooking against his chest, while his body remained standing.

Lu Wubing's eyes flickered slightly. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that Gu Dongting's feet were deeply embedded in the soil and rock, reaching all the way up to his ankles.

This was the final moment. As he retreated, his energy naturally surged forth, causing him to sink into the stone as if it were water.

Therefore, it is clear that what was said earlier was not false, given this person's cultivation level and strength.

If it weren't for the fact that his left wrist was severed by his master's wife's sword in Mingyang City, causing him to lose a great deal of vital energy...

Taking advantage of the situation, Uncle Shen slashed him on the back, injuring his internal organs and rendering him unable to use his full cultivation.

The very first move wasn't just a sword aura of about ten feet long, but at least a sword light of three feet long, sweeping across the land...

The tiger trap set by Uncle Gui and the Wang family uncle and nephew could not harm him in the slightest, nor could it delay his actions.

However, it's pointless to say these things now.

The world is a dangerous place; the strong live and the weak die.

Only those who survive will have the last laugh.

……

With Gu Dongting's departure.

It felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from Lu Wubing's heart.

At the Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin, the three acupoints Chize, Kongzui, and Lieque simultaneously throbbed and suddenly opened up...

The vast and powerful essence and spirit flowed into the meridians, merging with the [Dripping Water Force] emerging from the dantian, transforming into waves that swept through the limbs and bones.

He felt a surge of energy, and as he gently clenched his fist, he felt his inner strength deepen and his physique become stronger.

Once one's internal strength becomes abundant, the benefits to the body are comprehensive.

Whether it's vision, hearing, perception, or qi, blood, skin, flesh, tendons, bones, and internal organs.

Even the hair is blessed.

……

Asking for a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)