238 My Blade Can Kill; Your Blade Can Only Cut Fruit (3)
Everything seemed to be perfect.
However, how did it end up like this?
“I can’t be defeated. How could I lose to an outdated old thing!”
Another attack struck Lu Qianshang, who had just lost his momentum. He staggered and was sent flying dozens of meters away.
Jiang Ming’s figure followed closely behind the blade, and his eyes were indifferent as he attacked Lu Qianshang mercilessly.
Lu Qianshang retreated again and again. The injuries on his body were increasing. He had already realized that he was probably going to lose today.
“If we were in the outside world, I could use my spiritual energy to crush him.”
However, this thought came far too late.
He could not even send back the discovery of this place to the Cangming Grotto-Heaven.
In the middle of the battle, Lu Qianshang heard the voice of his terrifying opponent say something.
“I’ve been practicing martial arts for more than two hundred years. I’ve refined hundreds of cultivation techniques and thousands of skills. My body and blood Qi have been tempered and transformed several times. My conception of martial arts keeps getting higher. What makes you think that you can defeat me just because you’ve built your martial arts foundation with expensive resources?”
Lu Qianshang’s waist and abdomen were grazed by Jiang Ming’s blade, and blood spurted out.
“I’ve probably killed more Grandmasters than you’ve ever seen in your life. So what if you’re a genius disciple? You’re just a bunch of kids playing house, how many life-or-death battles have you experienced?”
Lu Qianshang’s sword finally shattered with a bang, and it was difficult to continue. His entire body was swept away by the force, and he fell to the ground in the distance.
“Your saber technique is more exquisite than mine, and your blood Qi is more vigorous than mine. However, the cultivation of martial arts is more than that. At your core, you are weak!”
Jiang Ming landed in front of Lu Qianshang and mercilessly stabbed him in the chest. He said indifferently, “My blade can kill; your blade can only cut fruit!”
“Anonymous, please spare my life!”
Lu Qianshang’s face was pale. He was no longer angry at Jiang Ming’s words. Instead, he begged for mercy in a hoarse voice, “The Cangming Grotto-Heaven really needs a martial arts genius like you. I can guide you to become a favorite of the Cangming Grotto-Heaven! Also, the secret of the Red Pine Snowfield… I can tell you about it! There will be great opportunities there in the future. Don’t kill me. I can tell you everything.”
The blood Qi shot out, and Lu Qianshang’s entire body exploded.
“Such a weak state of mind! I don’t know how he became a Grandmaster!”
Jiang Ming shook his head. Lu Qianshang was still reluctant to release his spiritual power at the last moment and was still begging for mercy. He had really wasted so many years of cultivation.
However, when he thought of Lu Qianshang’s last words, Jiang Ming pursed his lips. Was he talking about the mortal world behind the Red Pine Snowfield?
“It seems like that world really has quite a big secret,” Jiang Ming thought to himself. “When you think of the force that Lu Qianshang came from, I’m afraid that some of those high and mighty grotto-heavens and blessed lands have already paid attention to the mortal world. If I have time, I should go back and check on the situation with my two friends.”
As Jiang Ming was thinking, he suddenly saw a glimmer of light in front of him, and he looked up!
A rain of mottled light enveloped Jiang Ming.