Chapter 346 Take Him Away

At this moment, Liu Sheng had the urge to regret his trip.

His cultivation had already reached the sixth level of the Mortal Realm. In addition, he was able to unleash a powerful force as a half-demon. Unless an immortal personally took action, it would not be difficult for him to escape unscathed.

However, there were too many strange things in this world. The white-robed Confucian scholar's cultivation was actually not high, but the strength he stimulated seemed to have absolute restraint towards the half-demon, so much so that Liu Sheng was tied up in a single exchange and had no room to retaliate in the slightest.

Liu Sheng was not afraid of death.

Ever since he woke up from the Gu Forest, he had been somewhat confused.

There was no past, no direction.

He did not know what he liked, nor did he know what he cared about.

He had thought that the reason for this was because of his lost past, but when Xu Han told him all of this, he was unable to adapt.

Everything that Xu Han said was too unfamiliar. Whether it was the Gu Forest's sacrificial protection or his younger siblings, he didn't have the slightest impression of them. It was difficult for him to accept all of this in a short period of time. Therefore, he chose to temporarily end the topic. First, he needed enough time to digest everything Xu Han had said. Second, he needed to concentrate on fighting the upcoming great war.

However, he didn't want this so-called war to end in such a ridiculous manner.

Judging from the way these Confucian scholars behaved, what awaited him was inevitably death or a more terrifying outcome than death.

Thinking of this, Liu Sheng couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He felt that if he could, he should listen to Xu Han and tell him more about his past … even if that past was just a fabrication by Xu Han.

The black aura continued to corrode Liu Sheng's body. His upper and lower eyelids began to fight, gradually pushing him to the edge of fainting.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Liu Sheng's mouth.

Even when he was about to die, he did not feel the slightest bit concerned. Liu Sheng could not tell whether it was good or bad for him to feel empty from inside or outside like this, but he was somewhat unwilling to accept it.

At that time, a boundless sense of tiredness assaulted his heart. Liu Sheng could no longer withstand this feeling and tilted his head, so that he would faint at that time.

Zheng!

However, at this moment, a loud sword cry suddenly came from behind him.

A figure passed him like a divine weapon descending from the heavens. However, he did not even look at him before directly moving forward.

Then, he swung his sword out from his hand, and the sword shadows that covered the sky followed him, fiercely slashing towards the black aura that bound Liu Sheng!

When the two collided, a loud explosion erupted.

The fierce wind caused by the sword intent and the black aura tore open the figure's clothes and revealed its strong body.

He gritted his teeth and his body began to be cut open by the fierce wind, causing blood to drip down his spine.

However, he still had no intention of relaxing at all. Instead, the harshness between his eyebrows became even more severe.

The sword shadow wrapped around his body seemed to have substance as it continued to bombard the black sword in his hand where it intersected with the black gas.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

A series of muffled noises rang out, and the black gas finally showed signs of being defeated.

At that time, Liu Sheng finally saw clearly that the person who attacked was Xu Han!

…

The leading white-robed scholar also came to his senses at that time. His brows furrowed, not only because Xu Han's explosive battle prowess was enough to threaten their plans, but also because Xu Han's existence was not in their calculations.

The Lunar Temple claimed to be capable of deducing a thousand years. Of course, this statement was somewhat exaggerated. However, they had already made all their plans for each of their actions, and they had already dealt with all the possible variables one by one. For example, if Liu Sheng's battle prowess exceeded his cultivation, they would find a way to restrain it.

However, this youth in front of them had clearly not entered their calculations.

Why?

The Lunar Temple's Heavenly Transformation technique, which had been passed down from generation to generation, was said to be unable to escape even an Earthly Immortal Realm immortal, so why did this youth in front of him stop scheming?

Thinking of this, the white-robed scholar was both shocked and angry, but he quickly lost his mood.

"Break!" Xu Han let out a furious roar. The black Qi that locked Liu Sheng was easily cut apart by the young man's sword at that time.

"How dare you!" Seeing that the duck in his hand had been disrupted by Cheng Biting Jin, the white-robed scholar let out a furious roar. At that moment, the black Qi in the sky condensed again and turned into a huge palm that slammed towards Xu Han's face.

This palm strike could be said to be extremely heavy, and it had a heaven-shading appearance.

However, Xu Han, who was standing in the air, had no intention of dodging at all. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the monstrous black gas. A cold light flashed in his eyes.

Of course, he couldn't retreat. Behind him was Liu Sheng, the one who sacrificed his life to save him.

The pitch-black sword in his hand was swung out of thin air by him. Three thousand golden sword lights were easily arranged in front of him like soldiers. The blade of the sword turned to point at the enormous palm that was whistling towards him.

It was as if an arrow was strung and a horse lifted its reins.

He only needed to give an order before he could roar away.

"Take him away." The youth said in a cold tone, but it was as hard as iron.

Then, a sword light lit up from the pitch-black sword in his hand. Although he had broken free from the restraints of the black gas, Liu Sheng, who still hadn't recovered his combat strength, felt his body lighten and he landed directly next to Zhen Yue.

Zhen Yue subconsciously supported the weak Liu Sheng, but she quickly realized what exactly Xu Han was talking about.

"But what about you?" She subconsciously raised her head and asked.

At that moment, Xu Han still turned around and faced the giant palm that was about to destroy the heavens and the earth.

His tattered clothes were raised in the night breeze, and the coldness between his eyebrows was like a thousand years of profound ice.

"Take him away, or die." He said this without turning his head. The golden sword shadows in front of him seemed to sense his determination at this moment, and high-pitched sword cries suddenly arose.

"The sword is like a waterfall!"

With a loud shout, the three thousand sword shadows suddenly turned into a streak of light and charged straight at the giant palm that enveloped everyone like a galaxy.

At that time, Zhen Yue did not dare to think too much. She helped Liu Sheng up beside her and said loudly, "Hurry up and leave!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment before regaining their senses. They hurriedly fled in panic.

However, just as he took a few steps forward, a loud explosion exploded behind him.

The weak Liu Sheng looked back with a pale face, only to see Xu Han's figure drowned in the black gas and sword light that filled the sky.

Liu Sheng's eyebrows sank.

"Xu Han!"

As he muttered this name, something seemed to have shattered in the depths of his heart…

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