Chapter 2335 I understand

A thin veil of white mist, shrouded in the purest sword intent in the world, locked Lu Hansheng's physical body and imprisoned his soul.

At this moment, many scenes from the first half of Lu Hansheng's life flashed before his eyes.

Memories buried deep in my heart are flowing out uncontrollably.

He gripped the white jade folding fan tightly, refusing to let go.

As a swordsman, even if you are heading to the Yellow Springs, you must hold your sword tightly and never drop it.

His heart was at peace like never before.

Hundreds of tiny sword marks appeared on his body, and his clothes were soaked with blood, making him look miserable.

His expression was calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.

The sword pierced through Lu Hansheng's body, its residual force lingering and reaching far into the distance.

Lu Hansheng trembled for a moment before regaining his balance.

She first glanced down at her battered and bruised self, then murmured, "My clothes are dirty again."

Then, he calmed himself down, raised his head and straightened his chest.

He let the blood flow from the wound without paying attention.

In the previous clash, Lu Hansheng burned a drop of his life essence blood, unleashing the strongest sword move of his life. However, Chen Qingyuan, with just a single strand of hair, swept away everything and gained the upper hand.

Given this situation, Lu Hansheng was well aware of the gap between himself and Chen Qingyuan.

"I lost."

Lu Hansheng's gaze pierced through countless layers of shattered void, fixed on Chen Qingyuan directly in front of him. His voice was hoarse, carrying a weathered and experienced quality.

Snapped!

Immediately, Lu Hansheng opened his white jade folding fan, put his left hand behind his back, and placed his right hand against his chest, holding the fan and gently waving it.

Losing your life is okay, but you must never lose your composure.

"Give me a quick death!"

Lu Hansheng unleashed his trump card sword technique, only to have it broken by Chen Qingyuan pinching a single hair. In that instant, he felt utterly hopeless, never expecting to encounter such a calamity so soon after arriving in Shenzhou, and lamented the unpredictability of life.

A moment later, he accepted reality, his mind calm and composed, facing it with equanimity.

I struggled, but it was all in vain.

Continuing to make a fuss will not achieve any results; on the contrary, it will only make you look like a clown being pointed at and ridiculed.

Lu Hansheng values ​​dignity and composure more than his life, and is unwilling to become a plaything in someone else's hands. He wants to bring this matter to a close and end it here.

Lu Hansheng waved his folding fan, a gentle breeze blowing a few loose strands of hair, giving him a slightly ethereal and refined appearance.

Reflecting on the bittersweet memories of the past, he thought to himself, "My life has been quite eventful."

With Chen Qingyuan's keen eye, he could tell that Lu Hansheng was not faking it, but was genuinely prepared to die.

However, Chen Qingyuan still couldn't understand some of Lu Hansheng's actions. "We're already on the verge of death, is it really necessary to be so concerned about appearances?"

"Please give me a dignified way to leave, thank you."

Seeing that Chen Qingyuan had not yet made a move, Lu Hansheng thought that he was up to something, so he spoke again, his attitude sincere.

Lu Hansheng hadn't done anything that would incur divine or public wrath; he was simply arrogant and disrespectful in his speech. In Chen Qingyuan's view, this was far from escalating to a life-or-death situation.

If Chen Qingyuan were to kill the other person over the slightest disagreement, he wouldn't have so many friends.

For example: Wang Taohua, Ye Liujun, Shen Wuyun, etc.

They had all fought with Chen Qingyuan, so they became acquainted through a fight.

A few breaths later, Chen Qingyuan stood before Lu Hansheng, no more than ten feet apart. He had just unleashed a powerful sword strike, and the single strand of hair in his hand had fulfilled its purpose, vanishing into nothingness.

"Do it!"

Lu Hansheng knew he was no match for Chen Qingyuan and had nowhere to escape. Therefore, he adhered to his life motto, facing death head-on without fear.

pat!

Lu Hansheng used a little force with his right hand to close the white jade folding fan.

Then, he stretched out his arms to the sides, a smile on his face, to face death.

The crowd in the distance watched this scene in complete silence.

They originally thought that Lu Hansheng would fawn and beg for mercy after his defeat.

This was not the case; it was beyond expectations.

As Lu Hansheng had said before, if he were to encounter an inescapable death crisis, he would accept it calmly and would not beg for mercy.

After a while, Lu Hansheng noticed that Chen Qingyuan remained standing upright without making any other movements. He frowned and began to imagine again: "Is Your Excellency not satisfied yet and wants to continue humiliating me?"

"That's not the intention."

Chen Qingyuan said calmly.

"I understand."

Hearing that Chen Qingyuan meant no humiliation, Lu Hansheng felt much more at ease. His tightly furrowed brows relaxed quickly, and a smile returned to his stiff face.

Lu Hansheng realized Chen Qingyuan's intentions and prepared to take action.

What did he understand?

Chen Qingyuan noticed the subtle change in Lu Hansheng's expression and had a strange feeling.

What's this guy trying to do?

Chen Qingyuan stared at Lu Hansheng in front of him, his heart filled with doubt.

Chen Qingyuan will soon have the answer to this question.

Zheng!

Lu Hansheng understood Chen Qingyuan's intention, threw the white jade folding fan in his hand into the air, and infused it with an extremely strong sword aura, causing the white jade folding fan to tremble slightly and shatter the surrounding space.

Clang!

Under Lu Hansheng's guidance, the white jade folding fan floated above his head, ready to strike.

The white jade folding fan knew what its master was planning to do and instinctively resisted.

Lu Hansheng and Bai Yu, their minds in perfect harmony, solemnly said, "Brother, give me a dignified end."

Despite the great discomfort Bai Yu felt, he had to fulfill Lu Hansheng's request.

"Come!"

With everything ready, Lu Hansheng did not hesitate and gave the order with great enthusiasm.

Whoosh! Swoosh!

Immediately, the white jade folding fan was aimed at Lu Hansheng's crown and fell rapidly downwards.

Lu Hansheng released his defensive barrier, closed his eyes, opened his arms, and waited for his life to come to an end.

The moment Chen Qingyuan saw the white jade folding fan hovering in the air, ready to strike, he knew what Lu Hansheng was planning.

The white jade folding fan swiftly thrust towards Lu Hansheng, its attack surging without any sign of stopping.

Chen Qingyuan, witnessing this scene up close, knew that Lu Hansheng was serious. His face showed surprise, and he thought to himself, "A madman!"

This level of sword power, coupled with Lu Hansheng's lack of any defensive measures, was enough to take his life.

At the critical moment, Chen Qingyuan used his fastest movement technique to flash to the void above Lu Hansheng and swept out with his right hand.

Doom!

The void shattered, and all paths trembled.

In the urgency of the situation, Chen Qingyuan did not have time to activate his Dao techniques in advance, and could only withstand the attack with his physical body. His right hand tightly gripped the rapidly falling white jade folding fan, and his palm was subjected to the extremely terrifying impact of the sword's power, resulting in dozens of bloody scratches.

Boom!

The lingering force surged like a raging wave, sweeping across the entire battlefield.

The situation changed, and Lu Hansheng immediately opened his eyes. He looked up and saw that Chen Qingyuan had actually stopped the white jade folding fan. He was shocked, but more than that, he was puzzled.

The white jade folding fan was only two feet away from Lu Hansheng.