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Chapter nine hundred and twelve courting death

Lu Cheng didn't expect that the Taixu Sword would have such power in Wuming's hands. If I had known it, I would have directly given the Taixu Sword to Wuming, could Mao Yansheng survive until now? At this moment, Mao Yansheng suddenly returned to the way he had just met Wuming. His mind was blank, and he just wanted to leave this place that scared him as soon as possible.

"Senior is joking. I know that he likes quietness, but I have left many marks along the way. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be a steady stream of people coming in less than half a year." Mao Yansheng said that his sect is very strong, but he rarely enters the world. Even if he enters the world, he is generally mainly a martial disciple.

"Okay, no matter how many people come, I won't care." Wuming felt that it would be much easier to use the Taixu Sword to do it himself. After cutting Mao Yansheng with one knife and two pieces, he was full of confidence. No matter how many people came, he would not only not be afraid, but instead felt extremely excited.

"Killing people for fun is not a long-term solution." Lu Cheng dissuaded that Mao Yansheng followed along and wanted to possess Wuming's energy. It was reasonable and justified to kill such a person. However, waiting for Mao Yansheng's people to chase him and enjoy slaughtering them, this was a bit astray.

"Anyone who dares to covet my energy must die." Wuming seemed very violent at this moment. He has this strength and the ability to protect himself.

"You just need to show your strength." Lu Cheng said that Wuming's strength is definitely no less than that of Emperor Wu.

"Okay." Wuming gave Lu Cheng face and cut Mao Yansheng's head with a backhand. The Taixu Sword is really a good thing. As long as he inputs more energy, the light on the blade will grow. He just calculated the distance between him and Mao Yansheng and inputs more energy, so he no longer needs to move his body.

"Wuming, I think you already have the power to protect yourself." Lu Cheng said slowly. With Wuming's current strength, there may be few opponents on the Yitong planet.

"Why, are you going to drive me away?" Wuming was very sensitive. No matter how high his cultivation level was, he didn't want to leave Lu Cheng.

"You are still protecting me, how could I drive you away?" Lu Cheng said with a smile. He only felt that Wuming had the power to protect himself and could even protect himself. After his days on Yitong planet would be much lighter.

"Lu Cheng, I want to discuss something with you." Wuming suddenly said hesitantly.

"No need to discuss, I'll give you the Taixu Sword." Lu Cheng said that Wuming was very squeamish, and he knew it was for the Taixu Sword. Although this Taixu Sword can exert its powerful power in his own separate areas, Wuming can quickly become the top power in this world. As Wuming's friend, Lu Cheng would not hesitate at all.

"Thank you." Wuming said gratefully, without the Taixu Sword, he could only deal with warriors below the Martial Soul Level. With the Taixu Sword, the martial soul level powerhouse is not his enemy. It can be seen that the Taixu Sword has helped him improve his strength.

Lu Cheng didn't say anything else. With Wuming's current strength, I'm afraid no one will dare to disturb him again. However, the day after he finished his exercise, his sensitivity also returned. Although he had left his body for two months and had not brought back any valuable things this time, Lu Cheng felt that he seemed to be leaving.

After the sensitivity returned to the middle of his eyebrows, Lu Cheng quickly communicated with them. Although the sensitivity did not bring back the spiritual energy, nor did he take him away from the Yitong planet, he could know what the sensing was seen and heard in the starry sky. Although the sensitivity had no memory, Lu Cheng could vaguely know what they felt in the end. But besides the boundless darkness, Lu Cheng only sensed a trace of fear.

Yes, it is fear. In the past, the sensitivity always seemed very excited when he came back from the starry sky. But this time, they hid quietly in their eyebrows, as if they were still scared. Lu Cheng lives with them and shares their destiny, and their joys, anger, sorrows, and happiness can also affect Lu Cheng's emotions.

Originally, Lu Cheng thought it was a happy thing that he might leave. But now, he is also infected with fear by his sensitivity, and perhaps staying on the planet Yitong is the best choice.

"Wu Ming, let's go." Lu Cheng decided not to leave Yitong Planet for the time being.

"Don't you leave?" Wuming said in surprise, but soon, he became excited again. It was a good time for him to show his skills.

Wuming has not had the opportunity to practice in the past few months of protecting the Dharma. Now that Lu Cheng has received his merits, he naturally has to practice in Tianyu. Moreover, Wuming has the Taixu Sword in his hand, so he can practice unscrupulously and no longer has to worry about anyone trying to covet it. However, the spiritual energy around Kuwuchuan Mountain is not sufficient, and even if Lu Cheng's induction helps, Wuming cannot be satisfied.

"Wu Ming, someone is here." In addition to absorbing all the spiritual energy within the nearby range of 262,144 meters, Lu Cheng's induction also knew the surrounding situation.

The powerful man from the peak martial soul who came was very fast and had a clear goal. It was Kuwuchuanshan. Lu Cheng led all the nearby spiritual energy to Tianyu. Even if no one showed him the way, he could attract nearby warriors.

When Wuming heard someone approaching, he immediately drilled out of Tianyu and quickly entered the shell. Of course, he must carry the Taixu Sword in his hand. Although Lu Cheng told him that it would be safer to let the Taixu Sword hide on his body or put it underground, Wuming insisted on holding the Taixu Sword in his hand. Only when the Taixu Sword is in his hand can he feel safe and have the confidence to deal with the challenges of any strong man.

Without the Taixu Sword, Lu Cheng could only provide information support at this time. His sensitivity did not pose much threat to the powerful martial soul-level man. But he cooperated with Wuming and could definitely deal with any situation.

"Where is Mao Yansheng?" Jin Zhehao asked with confidence when he saw Lu Cheng and Wuming. Since receiving the message from Fu Qiu, Mao Yansheng and another disciple have come out. But it has been several months now, but he has not received any news. As the guardian of Feiyue Sect, he was sent again to find Mao Yansheng's traces.

"Die." Before Lu Cheng could speak, Wuming said coldly.

"Dare you impatient to live by the people from Feiyue Sect, dare to kill me?" Jin Zhehao's expression was shocked. He knew Mao Yansheng's cultivation level very well, and although he did not see through Wuming and Lu Cheng's cultivation level, he believed that it would not be very high.

"Feiyue Gate? Lu Cheng, some of us have fun." Wuming did not think that Feiyue Gate was terrible, but instead seemed to have discovered something fun.
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