Chapter 878
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At that very moment, Su Chenyang, with hands as withered as ancient pine branches, gently lifted them.
**Boom…**
In an instant,
the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be grasped by a single hand, condensing into a dark sphere.
The sphere was continuously compressed until, eventually, it shrank to the size of a fist and plunged downward from the heavens.
Lu Shanhai’s heart was filled with terror. He raised his hands to the sky, and the surging power within his body formed a luminous barrier that enveloped his entire body.
The dark sphere descended.
The barrier shattered in an instant.
**Bang!!!**
A deep, explosive sound reverberated in all directions.
“Ah…”
A scream of agony pierced the air as Lu Shanhai’s figure plummeted rapidly to the ground.
With a thunderous crash, the earth cracked, and Lu Shanhai lay sprawled on the ground.
The dark sphere exploded into rain-like blades, piercing through his back.
Blood quickly spread and stained the ground.
“Brother Lu!”
Wang BoKun’s face turned pale at the sight.
A single move had severely injured a mighty figure at the Reversion Realm level.
Who was this terrifying old man?
Su Chenyang continued, “Ye Wushuang is under the protection of the Spirit Sword Mountain. Since you wish to kill him, I shall simply kill you all.”
With that, Su Chenyang reached out through the air with his hand.
Lu Shanhai’s body, now uncontrollable, began to float toward Su Chenyang.
“You old fool, you’re courting death!”
Wang BoKun’s heart was filled with dread.
Though their relationship had always been indifferent, they were both enforcers of the Great Sword Sect. He could not stand by and do nothing while Lu Shanhai was in danger.
His spiritual sword flashed with light.
Wang BoKun lunged forward with a killing strike, his figure diving downward.
At the tip of the sword, a hundred-foot-tall spiritual crane took shape, its piercing aura breaking through the air…
“Hmph!”
Seeing Wang BoKun’s attack,
Su Chenyang was not the least bit lenient.
With a cold snort, he extended his other hand, lightly flicking his finger.
A trace of his finger pierced through the air and collided with the body of the spiritual crane.
With a thunderous roar,
the spiritual crane exploded.
Wang BoKun let out a muffled groan, his body retreating backward as he spat out a mouthful of blood, tumbling hundreds of feet away and crashing into the muddy ruins, his fate uncertain.
At the same time, Lu Shanhai had already been captured and brought before the old man.
The mighty figure at the Reversion Realm level now seemed like a helpless chick in the talons of a mighty eagle, utterly powerless to resist.
At this moment, Lu Shanhai felt the oppressive breath of death.
“You… you… you…” Lu Shanhai’s voice trembled with fear, “If you kill me, it will ignite a war between Spirit Sword Mountain and Great Sword Sect!”
Su Chenyang replied indifferently, “You are not worthy of threatening me!”
As he spoke, Su Chenyang’s hand gradually clenched tighter.
The sounds of crunching bones and bursting blood vessels echoed incessantly.
“Ah…”
Lu Shanhai was slowly crushed into a bloody pulp by Su Chenyang.
Until finally, the screams ceased.
On the ground, only a puddle of mush remained.
A mighty figure at the Reversion Realm level had perished!
The Lord of the Spirit翰House and the Saintly Elder were completely stunned.
Wang BoKun, who had crawled out from the ruins, was also bewildered.
This man had dared to kill the enforcer Lu Shanhai!
Was he not afraid that the Great Sword Sect would declare war on Spirit Sword Mountain?
For Ye Wushuang?
Just for Ye Wushuang, he had dared to go this far!
Su Chenyang’s gaze then shifted, and he spoke coldly, “Since you have come today, none of you shall leave.”
With that, Su Chenyang reached out through the air once more.
An intangible force of restraint enveloped Wang BoKun.
Wang BoKun’s face turned ashen as he exerted all his skills, slashing out sword energies in front of him.
But the intangible force of restraint, undeterred by the sword energies, continued to press forward.
**Bang!!!**
With a resounding crash,
Wang BoKun suddenly felt as if his body was trapped by an invisible barrier, immobilized.
“You cannot resist me!”
With a shout, Su Chenyang clenched his hand tighter.
The sound of grinding bones echoed once more.
Wang BoKun, the second greatest swordsman of Qingzhou, was now on the brink of meeting the same fate as Lu Shanhai!
But at that very moment,
a sudden sound of tearing flesh was heard.
A sword beam slashed through the void, shattering Su Chenyang’s restraint.
Wang BoKun’s body fell to the ground, where he lay, gasping for breath, his face drained of all color, filled only with terror.
He had felt death’s approach!
Had it not been for that sword from the void, Wang BoKun would have perished here today.
“Hm?”
Su Chenyang’s brow furrowed as he looked up at the sky.
Through the dark clouds, a figure emerged, hands clasped behind his back, walking slowly forward.
“Old man Su, is it really that serious?”
In a few flickers, the figure landed on the ground.
Not a single raindrop could touch him.
