novelaction Chapter 1514 Who cares so much?
Chapter 1514 Who cares so much?
"two……"
Senior Brother Zhao's voice was drawn out, his eyes full of mockery, as if he had already seen Mingchuan surrendering.
Lu Jingming also grinned, feeling that his plan was finally going to succeed.
Mingchuan's shoulders slumped slightly, and the hand holding the Nine Dragon Sword seemed to loosen a little. There was a flash of "panic" in his eyes, and his voice became a little anxious.
"Don't! Don't hurt him! I'll let go of my sword, I'll let go of my sword!"
As he spoke, he slowly loosened his fingers, and the tip of the Nine Dragon Sword pointed downwards, as if he was really going to throw it on the ground.
Seeing this, Senior Brother Zhao's face became even more smug, and the hand that was pinching Ye Chuhan's neck relaxed a little.
Sure enough, this wild cultivator is a coward!
When he was feeling proud, he didn't notice the cunning flash in Mingchuan's eyes.
Just as the Nine Dragon Sword was about to fall to the ground, Mingchuan suddenly turned his wrist, and a burst of spiritual power burst out from his fingertips, hitting the hilt of the sword hard!
"call out--"
The Nine Dragon Sword instantly broke away from his palm, turned into a golden stream of light, and went straight to Senior Brother Zhao's right hand which was pinching Ye Chuhan!
The speed was too fast, and Senior Brother Zhao had no time to react. He only felt a sharp pain in his right hand, screamed "Ah", and his fingers loosened instantly!
Ye Chuhan took the opportunity to lower his head suddenly and hit Senior Brother Zhao's chin with the back of his head.
Senior Brother Zhao was dizzy from the collision and staggered back two steps.
"Ye Chuhan, take action!" Mingchuan shouted.
The two of them had many experiences of tacit cooperation in combat, so Ye Chuhan was ready the moment Mingchuan lowered his head and prepared to "admit defeat."
The moment Senior Brother Zhao let go, the green wind element around him surged!
"Wind Tiger Transformation!"
His body swelled slightly, and a strong gust of wind suddenly surrounded him!
The strong wind turned into a three-meter-tall tiger, opened its bloody mouth, and pounced on Senior Brother Zhao!
The green wind tiger, wrapped in a whistling airflow, slammed into Senior Brother Zhao, who was still dizzy.
With a dull "bang", Fenghu's sharp claws hit his chest directly. Senior Brother Zhao was knocked away and hit the rock wall of the canyon heavily. A mouthful of blood spurted out and he fainted on the spot!
The two monks from Yuelun Pavilion nearby were shocked when they saw this.
"How is this possible?! How could a cultivator from the Spiritual Realm possibly possess such strength?!"
"No! Absolutely not!"
Ye Chuhan sneered, "Bah! You bastards are nothing but a bunch of guard dogs for a large sect. Do you really take yourselves seriously? No matter how destitute the Spirit Realm is, I am still the Holy Son of the Qingfeng Yu Sect of the Spirit Realm! I am more than capable of beating up all of you!"
Ye Chuhan continued to raise his hand, and the tiger roared again.
"You...you arrogant bastard!!!"
Those men were so frightened that their faces turned pale, but they still rushed forward with swords raised.
If they escaped, they would definitely be punished by Lu Jingming when they returned!
But before they could get close to Ye Chuhan, Mingchuan rushed forward, and the Nine Dragon Sword drew a golden arc in the air, and the sword light went straight to the faces of the two men.
Boom—the two of them were blown away on the spot!
"what!!!"
Now, they completely understood what Ye Chuhan said!
Even though they are people from the Holy Land who are superior to others, they are just watchdogs. How can they compare with the holy sons of the sects in their Spiritual Land who have all the good things in one body!
Ye Chuhan sneered, "You are a bunch of idiots. Your boss told you to charge forward, but they stood back and did a great job! You actually risked your lives for them!"
Ye Chuhan's words were like a sharp knife, piercing the minds of the two fallen monks.
They subconsciously looked at Lu Jingming, who was standing there with a pale face, and a trace of resentment flashed in their eyes.
Just now when they rushed forward and fought desperately, Lu Jingming stood behind motionless, obviously using them as shields!
"Holy Son... why didn't you help us just now?" One of the monks covered the wound on his chest, his voice filled with grievance and unwillingness.
Lu Jingming was speechless after being asked this question, and his face turned pale and blue.
His mind was filled with astonishment, so how could he care about his two fellow disciples?
But now that he was being questioned in public, he could only bite the bullet and scold, "Useless! You can't even defeat two Spirit Realm cultivators, and you still have the nerve to ask me?"
"You!" The monk was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he had no strength to refute.
Mingchuan took a step forward and glanced at Lu Jingming coldly: "Now, what else do you have to say?"
Lu Jingming looked at his senior brother Zhao lying unconscious on the ground and his injured fellow disciples, and knew that he no longer had the capital to resist.
But he was still unwilling to give up. He suddenly pulled out a silver token from his pocket and threw it towards the sky above the canyon: "Disciples of Yuelun Pavilion, listen up! Come to support us immediately!"
The token exploded in the air, emitting a silver signal, but after waiting for a long time, there was not a single person in the canyon!
Lu Jingming's face completely fell...
He forgot that the signal transmission in the secret realm was blocked, and the other disciples of Yuelun Pavilion were all looking for opportunities deep in the secret realm, so it was impossible for them to arrive so quickly!
"Don't waste your energy." Lingxu Zhenren's voice came from the canyon entrance. He walked slowly with Chu Huai, Lin Ruowei, and the Green-faced Fox. "After the Soul Separation Formation was broken, we cleared out the nearby Moon Wheel Pavilion monks. No one will come to rescue you now."
The Green-Faced Fox walked up to Ye Chuhan and teased with a smile, "I didn't expect your Wind Tiger Transformation to be quite powerful. I couldn't help but applaud when I saw that just now."
Ye Chuhan raised his chin proudly: "Of course! Don't you care who I am? I'm not the Holy Son of Qingfeng Yumen for nothing!
Chu Huai walked up to the two injured monks and said calmly, "If you are willing to testify against Lu Jingming's conspiracy for Mingchuan, we can spare your lives. After all, you are just following orders. There is no need to lose your lives for him."
The two monks looked at each other and saw hesitation in each other's eyes.
They were already dissatisfied with Lu Jingming, and now they had a chance to survive, so why would they care about the sect's loyalty?
One of them immediately said, "I'm willing to testify! It was Lu Jingming who told us to set up the Soul Separation Formation and to frame the beast for killing Senior Lingxu so we could steal his Nine Dragon Sword!"
Another person quickly agreed: "That's right! Senior Brother Zhao also took Ye Chuhan as a hostage according to his orders!"
When Lu Jingming heard this, he was so angry that he trembled all over: "You two traitors! I won't let you go!"
"It's too late to say this now." Mingchuan stepped forward and grabbed Lu Jingming by the collar. "When you plotted against us, you should have thought about the consequences you would have now."
Lingxu Zhenren looked at the scene before him and nodded: "Alright, tie them all up and take them to the exit of the secret realm and hand them over to the guards of the Holy Land!"
"Yuelun Pavilion must give us an explanation for doing this."
Lu Jingming's pupils trembled: "What do you want to do? You want to arrest me? You are looking for death!!!"