Chapter 767
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Ke Ning
Lu Shaoqing's words instantly ignited all of Cui Zhangming's anger like sparks.
Cui Zhangming rushed into the sky, his powerful aura erupted, his hair was flying all over the sky, and even a few miles away, he could feel his monstrous anger.
Cui Zhangming's eyes were red, like a wild beast, he roared angrily, "Damn it, you're going to die."
The angry Cui Zhangming stretched out his right palm, and the spiritual power in his body was stimulated crazily.
In the end, the light came on, but the light was a black light, as red and black as ink, like the black from hell, it was frightening.
"die!"
A huge black palm descended from the sky and pressed down on Lu Shaoqing.
Cui Jie and other Cui family members who saw this scene in the distance cheered up.
"Dark Cloud Palm!"
A member of the Cui family exclaimed excitedly, "It's one of the heavenly exercises mastered by Elder Cui."
"That brat is dead."
"Haha," another clansman laughed loudly, "This is one of the strongest moves of our Cui family, he is dead."
The few clansmen around were very excited, especially the few clansmen who had just been knocked out by Lu Shaoqing were so excited that they wanted to roar twice.
"You dared to provoke Elder Cui if you overestimated your own strength. This time, there will definitely be no bones left."
"Kill him, kill the person who dares to provoke our Cui family, let him know the fate of provoking the Cui family"
Cui Jie also smiled, with a look of pride on his face, did you see, this is the elder of our Cui family.
No matter how powerful you are, you can't be Elder Cui's opponent.
Lu Shaoqing looked up, and saw that the huge black palm exuded a thick black mist, which seemed to swallow everything around it, and even the light could not escape.
Dark Cloud Palm, just like its name, falls with one palm, darkening the sky and darkness.
Also, the black mist falls faster and they are corrosive.
The trees and stones below were shrouded in black mist, swallowed, made a sizzling sound, and emitted bursts of white smoke.
But more black mist engulfed Lu Shaoqing, trying to swallow Lu Shaoqing as if alive.
At the same time, the black mist seems to be able to affect the spirit of a person and erode their soul.
Lu Shaoqing pouted, the black mist might be a bit difficult for others, but for Lu Shaoqing, it was not worth mentioning.
Lu Shaoqing didn't even need to make any extra movements, the sword intent moved with his mind.
Zhigang Zhisha's sword intent was like the sun, and the dark and gloomy mist melted one after another, causing Lu Shaoqing no trouble at all.
Sure enough, there was a little water.
Lu Shaoqing secretly sighed inwardly, very disappointed.
Compared with Cui Zhangwan, Cui Zhangming, the younger brother of Yuanying No.1, is a bit weak.
Cui Zhangwan was able to survive by relying on the Ninth Floor of the Nascent Soul to transform into a god against the gate of the Heavenly Palace.
As for Cui Zhangming right now, Lu Shaoqing felt that he could kill him any minute.
Facing the falling Dark Cloud Palm, Lu Shaoqing did not choose to dodge, but put away his own strength and muttered, "Fifty percent strength, no, sixty percent should be enough, right?"
Lu Shaoqing raised his hand, and fought fiercely with the falling Dark Cloud Palm.
Cui Jie, who was in the distance, saw Lu Shaoqing not dodging or dodging, but dared to fight Cui Zhangming.
She couldn't help laughing at Tan Ling, "Tan Ling, do your people think he can stop my uncle's palm?"
"It was just my uncle's carelessness just now. Now he has successfully aroused my uncle's anger. He is dead."
Tan Ling didn't speak, and couldn't help showing a bit of worry on his face.
Dark Cloud Palm is one of the Cui family's unique skills. It was used by a Yuanying in the late stage.
The bastard was beaten to death in this way, which seemed to be a bit cheap for him.
Forget it, when he loses, I'll save his life again.
Tan Ling didn't have much confidence, thinking that Lu Shaoqing could beat Cui Zhangming.
But at this point, Tan Ling didn't want to bow her head in front of Cui Jie.
She snorted, "It's not yet known who will die until the last moment."
Cui Jie laughed even louder, revealing a deep sense of pride in his laughter.
"No way, you actually think he can promise my uncle?"
"My Cui family's unique skill, Dark Cloud Palm, is not the most lethal to the surface, but the stronger one is capable of attacking people's souls."
"He can withstand superficial attacks, but he will definitely not be able to resist the erosion of his soul."
"You wait to help him collect the body"
However, the exclamation of the people next to him made Cui Jie unable to continue.
Cui Jie hurriedly turned her head to look, her smile stopped abruptly, and she called out, "No, it's impossible"
On the court, Lu Shaoqing was safe and sound, as if Cui Zhangming hadn't shot at him just now.
Cui Zhangming's face showed deep consternation, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.
His Dark Cloud Palm couldn't do any harm to Lu Shaoqing?
Lu Shaoqing shook his fist, feeling even more disappointed.
I put water on it, it was such an injury.
After thinking about it, Lu Shaoqing yelled at Cui Zhangming, "Parallel importers, is this all you can do?"
But he deliberately muffled his voice to let it be known he had been wounded in the attack.
Tan Ling was dumbfounded, is this guy so fierce?
But thinking of Lu Shaoqing's powerful spiritual sense, Tan Ling seemed to feel that she understood.
The power of Dark Cloud Palm lies in its attack on the soul of spiritual consciousness, but Lu Shaoqing has a strong spiritual consciousness.
Tan Ling felt that this should be the reason why Lu Shaoqing was still standing.
However, you bastard has already been injured, do you still dare to be so arrogant?
Cui Zhangming was even angrier. He couldn't do anything to Lu Shaoqing with two consecutive moves. Under the eyes of everyone, he couldn't bear his face.
He roared angrily, "I'm going to kill you."
But Lu Shaoqing said, "Okay, let's finish ordering today."
"Everyone treats it as a tie, how about it?"
"If you keep fighting, I'm really afraid of killing you."
After he finished speaking, his body shook a bit, and a pained look appeared on his face.
This scene was watched by everyone.
After the astonishment on Cui Jie's side, he came back to his senses and laughed loudly, "Haha, you're scared. Although you blocked your uncle's attack, you've already been seriously injured."
But Lu Shaoqing said arrogantly, "This kind of attack can't even compare to the pain of mosquito bites. I'm hurt."
His pale face, lackluster tone, and weak breath that flashed from time to time made everyone believe that he was injured.
Cui Zhangming felt better, at least this guy is not intact, he still has some skills.
However, today this matter cannot be over like this.
He flicked his wrist and something appeared in his hand
Cui Zhangming rushed into the sky, his powerful aura erupted, his hair was flying all over the sky, and even a few miles away, he could feel his monstrous anger.
Cui Zhangming's eyes were red, like a wild beast, he roared angrily, "Damn it, you're going to die."
The angry Cui Zhangming stretched out his right palm, and the spiritual power in his body was stimulated crazily.
In the end, the light came on, but the light was a black light, as red and black as ink, like the black from hell, it was frightening.
"die!"
A huge black palm descended from the sky and pressed down on Lu Shaoqing.
Cui Jie and other Cui family members who saw this scene in the distance cheered up.
"Dark Cloud Palm!"
A member of the Cui family exclaimed excitedly, "It's one of the heavenly exercises mastered by Elder Cui."
"That brat is dead."
"Haha," another clansman laughed loudly, "This is one of the strongest moves of our Cui family, he is dead."
The few clansmen around were very excited, especially the few clansmen who had just been knocked out by Lu Shaoqing were so excited that they wanted to roar twice.
"You dared to provoke Elder Cui if you overestimated your own strength. This time, there will definitely be no bones left."
"Kill him, kill the person who dares to provoke our Cui family, let him know the fate of provoking the Cui family"
Cui Jie also smiled, with a look of pride on his face, did you see, this is the elder of our Cui family.
No matter how powerful you are, you can't be Elder Cui's opponent.
Lu Shaoqing looked up, and saw that the huge black palm exuded a thick black mist, which seemed to swallow everything around it, and even the light could not escape.
Dark Cloud Palm, just like its name, falls with one palm, darkening the sky and darkness.
Also, the black mist falls faster and they are corrosive.
The trees and stones below were shrouded in black mist, swallowed, made a sizzling sound, and emitted bursts of white smoke.
But more black mist engulfed Lu Shaoqing, trying to swallow Lu Shaoqing as if alive.
At the same time, the black mist seems to be able to affect the spirit of a person and erode their soul.
Lu Shaoqing pouted, the black mist might be a bit difficult for others, but for Lu Shaoqing, it was not worth mentioning.
Lu Shaoqing didn't even need to make any extra movements, the sword intent moved with his mind.
Zhigang Zhisha's sword intent was like the sun, and the dark and gloomy mist melted one after another, causing Lu Shaoqing no trouble at all.
Sure enough, there was a little water.
Lu Shaoqing secretly sighed inwardly, very disappointed.
Compared with Cui Zhangwan, Cui Zhangming, the younger brother of Yuanying No.1, is a bit weak.
Cui Zhangwan was able to survive by relying on the Ninth Floor of the Nascent Soul to transform into a god against the gate of the Heavenly Palace.
As for Cui Zhangming right now, Lu Shaoqing felt that he could kill him any minute.
Facing the falling Dark Cloud Palm, Lu Shaoqing did not choose to dodge, but put away his own strength and muttered, "Fifty percent strength, no, sixty percent should be enough, right?"
Lu Shaoqing raised his hand, and fought fiercely with the falling Dark Cloud Palm.
Cui Jie, who was in the distance, saw Lu Shaoqing not dodging or dodging, but dared to fight Cui Zhangming.
She couldn't help laughing at Tan Ling, "Tan Ling, do your people think he can stop my uncle's palm?"
"It was just my uncle's carelessness just now. Now he has successfully aroused my uncle's anger. He is dead."
Tan Ling didn't speak, and couldn't help showing a bit of worry on his face.
Dark Cloud Palm is one of the Cui family's unique skills. It was used by a Yuanying in the late stage.
The bastard was beaten to death in this way, which seemed to be a bit cheap for him.
Forget it, when he loses, I'll save his life again.
Tan Ling didn't have much confidence, thinking that Lu Shaoqing could beat Cui Zhangming.
But at this point, Tan Ling didn't want to bow her head in front of Cui Jie.
She snorted, "It's not yet known who will die until the last moment."
Cui Jie laughed even louder, revealing a deep sense of pride in his laughter.
"No way, you actually think he can promise my uncle?"
"My Cui family's unique skill, Dark Cloud Palm, is not the most lethal to the surface, but the stronger one is capable of attacking people's souls."
"He can withstand superficial attacks, but he will definitely not be able to resist the erosion of his soul."
"You wait to help him collect the body"
However, the exclamation of the people next to him made Cui Jie unable to continue.
Cui Jie hurriedly turned her head to look, her smile stopped abruptly, and she called out, "No, it's impossible"
On the court, Lu Shaoqing was safe and sound, as if Cui Zhangming hadn't shot at him just now.
Cui Zhangming's face showed deep consternation, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.
His Dark Cloud Palm couldn't do any harm to Lu Shaoqing?
Lu Shaoqing shook his fist, feeling even more disappointed.
I put water on it, it was such an injury.
After thinking about it, Lu Shaoqing yelled at Cui Zhangming, "Parallel importers, is this all you can do?"
But he deliberately muffled his voice to let it be known he had been wounded in the attack.
Tan Ling was dumbfounded, is this guy so fierce?
But thinking of Lu Shaoqing's powerful spiritual sense, Tan Ling seemed to feel that she understood.
The power of Dark Cloud Palm lies in its attack on the soul of spiritual consciousness, but Lu Shaoqing has a strong spiritual consciousness.
Tan Ling felt that this should be the reason why Lu Shaoqing was still standing.
However, you bastard has already been injured, do you still dare to be so arrogant?
Cui Zhangming was even angrier. He couldn't do anything to Lu Shaoqing with two consecutive moves. Under the eyes of everyone, he couldn't bear his face.
He roared angrily, "I'm going to kill you."
But Lu Shaoqing said, "Okay, let's finish ordering today."
"Everyone treats it as a tie, how about it?"
"If you keep fighting, I'm really afraid of killing you."
After he finished speaking, his body shook a bit, and a pained look appeared on his face.
This scene was watched by everyone.
After the astonishment on Cui Jie's side, he came back to his senses and laughed loudly, "Haha, you're scared. Although you blocked your uncle's attack, you've already been seriously injured."
But Lu Shaoqing said arrogantly, "This kind of attack can't even compare to the pain of mosquito bites. I'm hurt."
His pale face, lackluster tone, and weak breath that flashed from time to time made everyone believe that he was injured.
Cui Zhangming felt better, at least this guy is not intact, he still has some skills.
However, today this matter cannot be over like this.
He flicked his wrist and something appeared in his hand
