Emperor Leiwu

Chapter 411
"Brother Chu, what are you talking about?"

"Stinky boy, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Seeing that Chu Shaoyang seemed to be talking to the young man in the silver mask, and seemed to be muttering to himself, Ba Tian and Su Jiao said with puzzled expressions.

"Don't you guys fail to see that this person is Leng Wufeng?"

Compared to the two, Lin Xingchen said with a gloomy expression after looking at the silver masked youth.

"What, cold and windless?"

Hearing this, the two showed surprise, and turned their heads to look at the young man in the silver mask. As they continued to look at him, their expressions completely changed.

"It really is him, how could he attack us, and his cultivation..."

As for Leng Wufeng, since several of them participated in the Hundred Nations War together, they are considered familiar.

At that time, Leng Wufeng's cultivation was known to everyone, but he was only at the second level of the Xuanwu Realm, but it took only more than three months to reach the second level of the Earth Martial Realm, which really puzzled everyone.

"Don't make wild guesses, everyone. He is no longer Leng Wufeng. He is just a living dead man in Ouyang Jun's hands who can be manipulated at will."

Hearing what a few people said, Chu Shaoyang, who had already fought with Leng Wufeng, opened his mouth and said.

"The living dead?"

Hearing this, both Batian and Su Jiao were surprised, but Lin Xingchen was calm.

"Yes, the living dead means that the body is not dead, but the soul has been lost."

Looking up at Leng Wufeng, Lin Xingchen said with murderous intent in his eyes: "I never thought Ouyang Jun would be so vicious, and to deal with us, he actually took out his soul."

Hearing Lin Xingchen's words, Ba Tian, ​​Su Jiao and Su Yu all showed regret.

Although they are not very familiar with Leng Wufeng, they have been together after all, and now seeing him in this state, they still feel uncomfortable.

"Clang clang clang!"

Just when they were feeling sorry for Leng Wufeng, Chu Shaoyang had already slashed several swords on Leng Wufeng, but all of them only produced sparks and did not cause any harm to him.

"Brother Shaoyang, do you want to help?"

Seeing this, Lin Xingchen asked.

"No, he believed me back then, that's why he chose to join me in the Hundred Nations War."

"Now that he has become like this, I should let me send him on the road."

Although Chu Shaoyang regretted Leng Wufeng's current ending, he did not blame himself too much. After all, the other party chose to join Tianwu Holy Academy by himself.

If he had chosen to join the Taoist Academy with Chu Shaoyang, then even if Chu Shaoyang was desperate, he would be safe.

All of this may be fate.

Hearing what Chu Shaoyang said, Ba Tian and Su Yu, who were about to help, could only helplessly shake their heads.

But Su Jiao raised her lips and said with a dissatisfied face: "This brat, why is he always like this, he always blames himself for everything, Leng Wufeng became like this, he is not all to blame."

"Knowing that the brat offended the old man of the Tianwu Holy Academy, but still chose to join the Tianwu Holy Academy, isn't that courting death?"

"Sister, can't you say a few words less? Even so, at least he has been with us before. Chu Shaoyang did this to help him one last time."

Glancing at Su Jiao, Su Yu said angrily.

"Miss Su Yu is right. Brother Shaoyang valued love and righteousness. Leng Wufeng gave up walking with the sect and chose to follow him. Now that he has become like this, he is more uncomfortable than anyone else."

Looking at Chu Shaoyang who refused to hit hard even though he was fighting Leng Wufeng, Lin Xingchen sighed.

Although Chu Shaoyang kept saying that he wanted to solve it by himself, he had already seen that Chu Shaoyang couldn't do it.

"Chu Shaoyang, what are you doing, boy? Although this person has friendship with you, he has no soul now. If you hesitate even such a trivial matter, how can you become a strong person?"

Seeing that Chu Shaoyang was still refusing to kill, Lei Potian finally couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up.

And upon hearing this, Chu Shaoyang's hesitant eyes finally burst out with murderous intent.

"Yes, if I have to hesitate even for such a trivial matter, how can I become a strong person!"

Thinking of this, Chu Shaoyang quickly put away the Nine Tribulations Thunder Sword, and then slowly raised his arms as he watched Leng Wufeng rushing towards him.

As he raised his arms, he saw that the surrounding earth was suddenly blown up by strong winds, stirring up dust all over the sky, and in the sky, there was a faint sound of thunder.

"Thunderstorm Palm, the wind rises!"

"Cloudy!"

"Thunderbolt!"

Swinging his arms quickly, Chu Shaoyang hit Leng Wufeng with three consecutive palms!

If Chu Shaoyang's cultivation had not broken through to the ninth level of Xuanwu Realm, then even if he activated the Thunderstorm Palm, he would not be able to kill Leng Wufeng.

But now, his cultivation has officially stepped into the ninth level of the Xuanwu Realm, and his power is not comparable to the eighth level of the Xuanwu Realm!
Following the blast of these three palms, Leng Wufeng was hit on the chest and between the eyebrows at the same time.

At that moment, the whole person was blasted into the pile of rocks like a cannonball, kicking up dust all over the sky.

Looking at this scene, Chu Shaoyang's figure flashed, and he rushed into the pile of rocks.

At this time, Leng Wufeng was lying on the pile of rocks, the silver mask on his face had fallen off, and his body was constantly twitching.

Seeing Chu Shaoyang approaching, he raised his arm with difficulty and stretched it towards Chu Shaoyang.

And when he saw that his sluggish eyes had been replaced by pain, Chu Shaoyang rushed up without saying a word, and grabbed his wrist.

"Brother Chu... I'm sorry, I have troubled you."

At this moment, Leng Wufeng, the sluggishness in his eyes had dissipated, he looked at Chu Shaoyang with a painful expression on his face.

"Brother Wufeng, I'm the one who should say I'm sorry. If I had known they would treat you like this, I shouldn't have let you enter Tianwu Holy Academy."

Seeing him like this, although it was not his fault, Chu Shaoyang still felt uncomfortable.

"It's not your fault, you can only blame my bad luck."

At this point, Leng Wufeng stretched out his other withered hand, grabbed Chu Shaoyang, and said in a difficult tone: "After I die, you must remember, never go to Jian Tianxing, he is too ……too……"

With his eyes wide open, before Leng Wufeng finished speaking, he loosened Chu Shaoyang's clothes and died completely.

"Brother Wufeng!"

Seeing his unrepentant death, Chu Shaoyang showed sadness and let out a loud cry, and immediately his eyes erupted with terrifying murderous intent.

"Jian... Tian... OK, so it turns out that you are the one who messed up all of this, Jian family, I, Chu Shaoyang, am different from you."

Although Leng Wufeng didn't say who made him like this, but the last three words, Jian Tianxing, already explained everything.

The Jian family, ever since Chu Shaoyang beheaded Jian Chen, Fang Fang has murderous intentions towards him.

Last time in Tianlei Temple, if Master Huang Yang did not take action, Chu Shaoyang would have been beheaded by the elder of the sword family who guarded the hall.

In the Great War of Hundred Kingdoms, killing was inevitable, but the Sword Family relied on the strength of their family and wanted to kill Chu Shaoyang.

That being the case, then Chu Shaoyang will never die with him.

(End of this chapter)