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Chapter 271 You shouldn’t have come, I predicted your prediction!
Su Heng frowned slightly, his mind calm, and he injected his strength into the scabbard.

As the powerful force surged like a flame, the ancient black wooden scabbard suddenly became blurred, and then lines of words appeared and quickly passed by.

"call!"

Su Heng reached out and wiped it gently, then breathed a sigh of relief.

At least the problem was not in his old nest, Baihua County, but Meng Huan was in trouble.

A few days ago, Wu Chenghua, the second generation ancestor of the Wu family, invited Meng Huan to be his guest to discuss the matter of fighting against the myth battlefield. Among the immortal sects, the Wuji Sword Sect is the strongest. And among the aristocratic families, the Jiangbei Wu family is the best.

With such a strong alliance, this meeting is of great significance.

Meng Huan certainly knew that something was wrong in Jiangbeizhou, but he might have been proud of his amazing cultivation, or he might have other considerations. In the end, he decided to leave and go alone. Now, the flying sword sent a letter to Su Heng, and it was obvious that the conversation between the two was not going well.

"Senior Meng Huan taught me the sword-forging technique and helped me solve my doubts. I benefited a lot from it. Now he is in trouble, and I can't just sit back and watch."

Su Heng has always been clear about gratitude and resentment.

Besides, he had originally planned to go to the Wu family in person.

Now that he encountered such a thing, there was no need to hesitate at all. He immediately prepared to set off!

But, before that.

There are still some details at the beginning and end that need to be slightly processed.

"There seems to be a blood poison entrenched in your body, and it cannot be completely eradicated?" Su Heng's eyes fell on Ke Yulan.

There was a bloody patch on her shoulder.

Although the wound healed, a large number of dark red veins spread outward.

It gradually approached the heart like a crawling centipede, and at first glance, it looked particularly hideous and terrifying against the fair skin.

"I don't know where this blood poison comes from. I've never seen it before." Ke Yulan whispered, "Master, could it be that you..."

"Haha, you really know how to strike the snake while it is still under attack." Su Heng sneered.

As the saying goes, a man who knows the times is a hero. Su Heng was not disgusted by Ke Yulan's cooperative attitude.

Swish!
He waved his hand and a force burst out.

The gray force merged into Ke Yulan's body, as if a huge insect was crawling under her skin.

The severe pain made Ke Yulan's face twist slightly and cold sweat seeped out.

But even so.

She relaxed her body and did not resist.

After a while, all the blood poison in Ke Yulan's body disappeared. It was devoured and transformed by Su Heng's power, but this part of the power was not taken back by Su Heng. Instead, it circled in Ke Yulan's body and then stayed in Ke Yulan's beating heart.

Ke Yulan only felt a chill that lingered in her chest.

It continues to spread outward with every beat of the heart.

As a demon boss.

Ke Yulan knew that this was some kind of restriction technique.

But Ke Yulan had no idea how it would work or what the outcome would be.

Considering the notoriety he had earned in less than a year, and the exaggerated scene he had seen before, even if he used his toes to imagine, he could understand that betrayal, or even just not being able to satisfy him, would inevitably lead to a miserable end beyond imagination.

The greatest fear comes from the unknown.

Ke Yulan took a deep breath and collected her messy thoughts.

She lowered her head, her face respectful, and whispered, "Thank you, Master, for healing me."

Su Heng looked up at her and casually reached out and patted her face, as if he was rewarding an obedient hound.

"You guys stay here and don't move. I'll be back soon." Su Heng arranged casually.

"I understand." Ke Yulan said.

When she raised her head, she saw that Su Heng had turned and left.

One step forward would cover a distance of tens or even hundreds of meters.

After a few run-ups, he leaped heavily, and as the entire hillside collapsed, smoke and dust billowed. Su Heng's dark and burly body leaped from the ground, splashing the wind, and disappeared at the end of the sky in the blink of an eye.

"The villain has finally left. What's going on recently? This Jiangbei Continent is full of evildoers. It seems that I can't stay here any longer." A muscular man over two meters tall jumped out from the firelight, came to Ke Yulan, and said, "Boss, why don't we take this opportunity to secretly..."

Wait for Su Heng to leave.

Ke Yulan regained her cool and elegant appearance as a demon boss.

Snapped!
Her dark eyebrows, like distant mountains, slightly frowned, and she slapped the man directly on the face, causing the latter's body to spin on the spot like a top.

Ke Yulan stretched out her hand, and another female disciple quickly handed her a clean towel.

"Didn't you hear the order the master gave just now?" Ke Yulan took it and wiped her fingers clean. She said in a cold voice, "Re-summarize the contents of the scroll, arrange the route, and prepare an emergency plan."

"If this thing goes wrong, haha..."

In the Demon Elephant Gate.

Ke Yulan has accumulated great power.

She glanced at them coldly, and the remaining few people hurried out to do their work.

Looking at the busy figures of these disciples and elders, Ke Yulan sighed softly. Although she had lost her freedom, it was good to find a stable supporter in the troubled times. What's more, that person's experience was legendary.

perhaps……

She placed one hand gently on her full breasts.

What happened today, a blessing in disguise, might be the opportunity she had been seeking but could not get.

……

……

……

"You are here?"

"I am coming!"

"You shouldn't have come..." With a sigh, an old man as thin as a skeleton slowly emerged from the shadows.

"Why can't I come?" Meng Huan took off his bamboo hat and casually hung it on the clothes hanger beside him. "I can go to Zhongzhou or Changshengtian. Your old house in Jiangbei is a dragon's den or a tiger's den. Why can't I come?" He held a half-yellow grass leaf in his mouth, which he had picked up from somewhere. He had a scruffy beard on his chin and a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold.

"It seems that you know that there is something fishy about this invitation. It's a trap." A slightly dim sunlight shone through the window.

Divide the entire room into two.

Wu Chenghua held the cane in both hands and stood in the shadow that seemed to be real.

Meng Huan, with his elegant temperament, stood in the bright golden sunlight, with light dust floating up and down around him.

"I'm not blind, of course I know there's something fishy going on here." Meng Huan sneered and took off the grass leaf in his mouth.

With a flick of his finger, accompanied by a "doo" sound, the withered yellow leaves, like a sharp blade, pierced straight into a protruding dragon pillar beside him. The grass leaves were still vibrating slightly, and there was a faint metallic hum.

"You have mastered the Wuji Sword Sect's sword-forging technique to perfection." There was an indelible envy in Wu Chenghua's deeply sunken eyes.

He coughed lightly and said weakly, "It's great to be young. The young are formidable and enviable."

"It's not that I'm young, it's that you're too useless."

Meng Huan snorted coldly and said mercilessly, "You have lived for more than 500 years and have become a piece of shit. For the so-called immortality, you abandoned your martial arts, betrayed your family, and betrayed tens of millions of people in Jiangbei Province. You have harmed the people and committed all kinds of evil."

"When the Skeleton Monk soldiers marched south, your Wu family opened the city gates and sat on the Diaoyutai. I had tolerated you for a long time at that time."

"Now, haha..." Meng Huan narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Since we have known each other for many years, I will give you a chance to explain your last words."

"You knew there was a trap here, but you still came."

Being pointed at and scolded, Wu Chenghua, the ancestor of the Wu family and a powerful earth immortal above the heavenly ghost, remained calm. No emotional changes could be seen on his weathered face.

The corners of his mouth even curled up into a smile, and he said calmly, "I guess, in your eyes, I am like a rotten piece of wood that can be broken into two pieces with just a little force. I pose no threat at all. Is that right?"

"What else?" Meng Huan lowered his center of gravity and slowly reached out to touch the ancient long sword hanging at his waist.

"Under normal circumstances, this is indeed true, but——"

Wu Chenghua didn't have time to finish his words.

Swish!
Meng Huan's full-strength attack took advantage of the moment when Wu Chenghua was distracted by his complacency and swept in.

For a sword master who has cultivated to the level of earthly immortal, his whole body, even his thoughts, can become a sword. The sword hanging on Meng Huan's waist was obtained from a secret realm in Zhongzhou. It has an ancient origin and is extremely sharp. It is indeed a rare divine weapon.

But this magical weapon is just an eye-catching cover on Meng Huan.

Before his fingers touched the hilt of the sword, Meng Huan had already swung the sword that was ready to strike.

An invisible sword energy swept through the void, distorting the sunlight. It was incredibly fast, but it made no sound.

Only along the path, a few grains of dust rose and fell, silently splitting into two, which proved the terrible meaning contained in this sword.

Wu Chenghua's pupils contracted and he raised his cane to block.

But a step slower.

puff!
Scarlet blood spurted out and a skinny head flew upwards.

"It seems that this is all you can do." Meng Huan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Earthly Immortals are immortal, but Wu Chenghua is too old, and the cells in his body can no longer divide. After such a trauma, he can basically be declared dead.

He turned around and was about to leave, but at this moment, Meng Huan suddenly stopped.

Rumble!
There was a slight vibration from the ground.

The rustling sound was like a wave, sweeping in from all directions, like countless vines clinging to each other and rubbing against each other.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the wall of the earthen fort exploded.

In the smoke and dust, countless flashes of blood shot out, densely packed like a violent storm.

A strong sense of crisis, like a needle prick, almost sticking to the surface of the skin. Meng Huan's face changed slightly, he took a deep breath, and drew his sword.

Strands of translucent sword energy were galloping across the sky.

The blood-colored vines suspended in the void first solidified, then deformed, and exploded.

But the bloody smoke formed by these vines after they exploded was even more troublesome.

Meng Huan reacted quickly, and the powerful force in his body roared, but he was still partially infected.

Black smoke came out of his clothes, which were covered with pits and dents, and then dark red blood spots appeared on his bronze skin, and a feeling of powerlessness suddenly spread over him.

Meng Huan's heart sank rapidly.

The remaining parts of the surrounding walls collapsed with a loud bang, and the ground shook violently.

It was not until this moment that Meng Huan realized that the bright sunlight had disappeared, replaced by a blood moon rising high up. In the blood moonlight, a tall and evil figure was looking at him from afar.

"Pa!" The Blood Sacrifice Demon God Ralph clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Your Excellency has excellent swordsmanship."

Meng Huan ignored him and turned around and looked behind him.

His pupils shrank slightly as he saw Wu Chenghua bend down, pick up his head that had fallen to the ground, put it on his own head, and then twist it hard.

Click!

Following a crisp sound, a pair of blood-red pupils stared at him.

"So amazing!" Wu Chenghua grinned, saying, "Sword Sect Master, your reputation is well-deserved. I didn't expect that I was almost killed by your sword."

Wu Chenghua touched his neck and said grimly, "Unfortunately, I have already shed my mortal body and returned to my peak."

"It's your turn now. Do you have anything to say before you die?" Wu Chenghua had a condescending expression, trying to see expressions such as shock, despair, etc. on Meng Huan's face.

Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed.

Surrounded by a demon god and a rejuvenated earth immortal.

Meng Huan raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was no fear on his face. Instead, he seemed to have noticed something.

With his eyebrows dancing with joy, he seemed unusually relaxed. He even sheathed his sword with a "swoosh" and stretched his body.

"I see. No wonder you have the courage to come and see me alone. What a pity..." Meng Huan grinned and said, "What a pity. I predicted it, and you predicted my prediction."

"What do you mean by this!?" For some reason, looking at the casual smile on Meng Huan's face.

Wu Chenghua's heart, which had regained its vitality, seemed to be tightly grasped by the hand of the ancient god. Suddenly, a chill came over him, and he could not breathe or beat, as if it had frozen...

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