Chapter 462: The Sword Falling from the Sky
Chapter 462: The Sword Falling from the Sky
Above the Su family, old man Su Xinghe suddenly burst out with powerful fighting power, making the Leng family members afraid to get close.
He then swung the huge axe in his hand and fiercely chopped at the faintly visible light curtain of the formation in the air.
However, when the huge axe shadow struck the formation light curtain, the formation light curtain only shook slightly and there was no sign of damage.
Seeing this, Su Xinghe's eyes narrowed into a line and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
"Hehehe... Old man Su Xinghe, do you think that you can break my third-level divine formation just by burning your lifespan and temporarily improving your strength? You are just dreaming.
I think you should just surrender. For the sake of our past friendship, I can even promise to leave you with an intact body."
Leng Qiuchan looked at Su Xinghe and sneered with disdain.
Upon hearing this, old man Su Xinghe discovered through his spiritual sense that his wife was already at the end of her strength, and knew that there was no chance that the Su family would recover today.
He immediately stepped into the air and flew down at a high speed, and the axe shadows in the sky directly chopped down the monks who were attacking the defensive shield.
However, Leng Qiuchan was not slow either. More than a dozen Nascent Soul stage masters rushed down almost at the same time and launched an attack on Su Xinghe.
"boom……"
After a loud bang, old man Su Xinghe was defeated immediately. His body flew backwards instantly and spurted out several mouthfuls of blood in the air.
Then he fell in front of Su Ruolan and others, and the huge axe in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
"Grandpa, father!" Su Ruolan and others screamed.
"Old man!" Upon seeing this, Grandma Su immediately removed her defensive shield, flashed in front of Su Xinghe, and took out a healing pill for him to take.
Just as he was about to send out a stream of true energy to help Su Xinghe heal his wounds,
Because she had burned her lifespan before and the time had just run out, she spat out blood again and fell on Su Xinghe.
When Su's mother, Su Jingrou and others saw this, they screamed and without thinking, they each used their own magic weapons to form a human wall to block grandma and grandpa behind them.
However, facing a group of big guys in the Nascent Soul stage, Su Jingrou and other juniors had no choice but to bite the bullet and try their best.
Su Ruolan leaned over, took out two milky white pills from the storage bag, and gave them to grandpa and grandma.
As soon as the pill was taken, powerful vitality filled their bodies, and Old Man Su Xinghe and Grandma Su woke up quickly.
They all looked at Su Ruolan in surprise. They didn't know what kind of elixir Su Ruolan gave them that had such a miraculous healing effect.
In just a short while, the injuries the two had suffered were completely healed.
Even the aftereffects of their previous burning of their lifespans have been well controlled. Even if they cannot exert their peak strength now, the difference is not much.
Su Ruolan was delighted upon seeing this, and immediately gave each of them a Ten Thousand Year Stone Marrow Vitality Pill.
This time, Su Xinghe and Grandma Su Wang finally understood what the elixir was.
With their vision, they naturally recognized it at a glance. This pill was the healing medicine, the Ten Thousand Year Stone Marrow Vitality Pill.
There was no time to be shocked, and the two looked at each other.
All this happened in just a few breaths. Everyone in the Leng family thought they had victory and didn't pay any attention to it.
"Go! Kill them!" Leng Qiuchan ordered again.
Then, Leng Wuqing and two other cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage, each of them waved the sword in their hands, infusing their true essence into it.
The long sword made a series of soft ringing sounds, and then violently slashed towards Su's mother and others.
It's too late, but it's soon.
Just as Su's mother and her younger generations were preparing to fight to the death,
At this moment, something strange happened. Two figures appeared in front of everyone like ghosts.
Then, a huge three-legged tripod shining with golden light came crashing down towards Leng Wuqing and the other two like a mountain.
At the same time, Su Xinghe took out another long sword. Under the infusion of his true energy, the long sword instantly condensed into countless sword shadows, and then attacked Leng Wuqing and others like a devastating force.
"How...how is this possible? No..." Leng Wuqing said in disbelief and horror, and then countless sword shadows pierced through his body and he lost consciousness.
"Damn it! Stop it, old man!" Leng Qiuchan screamed angrily when he saw this.
He then disappeared from the spot and launched a crazy attack on Su Xinghe.
However, no one expected that Su Xinghe and Wang, who were crippled, would suddenly stand up as if nothing had happened.
Leng Wuqing and two other cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul were killed almost instantly after they made their move.
One of them even had his dantian smashed by Wang's three-legged cauldron, and then was stabbed into a hornet's nest by the sword shadow emitted by Su Xinghe.
In the blink of an eye, even if Leng Qiuchan discovered the clues, by the time he took action, it was too late and he could only watch his son Leng Wuqing being beheaded.
Leng Wuqing's death made Leng Qiuchan very angry. He immediately ordered everyone to take action, vowing to kill all the members of the Su family.
Seeing this, old man Su Xinghe and Wang could only step in front of Su Ruolan and others and fight to the death.
But two fists are no match for four hands. Facing the attacks of so many Nascent Soul cultivators, the two were soon crippled again and fell to the ground.
Just when the Su family and others were in crisis again, a huge purple sword shadow tens of meters long fell from the sky, like a city wall, suddenly blocking Su Ruolan and others.
At this time, a young monk with a delicate figure, distinct features, handsome appearance and a cynical smile on his face was slowly walking out of the darkness.
"It's you! How did you get in?"
When Leng Wuren saw the person coming, he recognized him at a glance. He was Lu Chen, who killed his son.
But he could not imagine how Lu Chen appeared in the formation, because according to the intelligence, Lu Chen was not in the Su family before.
"Lu Chen, why are you here? It's dangerous here, leave quickly!"
When Su Ruolan saw Lu Chen, the expression on her face quickly changed from joy to surprise, and then she reminded him anxiously.
When Lu Chen heard this, he couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in his heart. He glanced at the ruins of the Su family compound, and then at the people of the Leng family.
He was also very surprised. Why did the Leng family suddenly attack the Su family? It seemed that they were going to wipe out the Su family in one fell swoop!
However, Lu Chen reacted quickly and guessed that the Leng family was doing this for the sake of the spiritual vein.
"My dear son-in-law! You are finally here, hahahaha... Eh? Why are you the only one here? Where are the others?"
At this time, Su Zhicheng came from the roof and laughed happily.
After Su Zhicheng was shot down, he was able to recover with the help of the Ten Thousand Year Stone Marrow Vitality Pill.
But he did not come out to continue fighting. Instead, he hid and took out the communication bead to send a distress message to Lu Chen.
Because he believed that Lu Chen was the disciple of "Weapon God" Xuanyuan Zhen, then Lu Chen would definitely return to Xuanyuan Pavilion after leaving.
Many people know that Xuanyuan Pavilion is located to the east of the East City District of Taibai City.
Now that the Su family is in danger, Su Zhicheng thought of Lu Chen first and sent a message to Lu Chen, hoping that he could bring people to the rescue.
But what surprised Su Zhicheng was that Lu Chen actually came alone, which made Su Zhicheng, who was originally happy and proud, suddenly unhappy...
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