Mortal Bone: Practice Makes Perfect, Hard Grinding to Become a Martial Saint
Chapter 930

Turns Out I Was the Clown!

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No one knew that Lu Yuanchu, who was bowing in salute, had sweat running down his back, while his lowered eyes trembled with lingering fear.

I may be wild and domineering, but I don't want to die. Mo Xinghe couldn't even withstand two punches, and Venerable Gu Yu had been forced to use his Golden Dharma Body. I'm not some idiot like Yue Wangchuan, rushing into a fight after being egged on a few times!

He cursed inwardly and glanced at Yue Wangchuan. Seeing the shock on his face, he actually felt a touch of satisfaction.

I still want to live a few more years. That bastard clearly had killing intent just now!

His gaze swept faintly over Fang Mo, and his heart shuddered. He had sensed that terrifying killing intent more clearly than anyone else just now. That bastard absolutely has the power to kill me. Before the Sword Array can even be unleashed, I might already be dead!

The Ancestor was right. Fang Mo cannot be provoked!

Lu Yuanchu lowered his head, recalling the Ancestor's instructions when he had entered the Ancient Realm. The Star River Token... I feel like this guy could kill me without even using the Star River Token. Just how did this bastard cultivate? How could he be this strong? I actually sensed the stench of death!

"Lu Yuanchu surrendered?"

Zhu Zhengze and Qin Wenhe were both stunned, their eyes meeting.

As old hands of Taichu Peak, they knew Lu Yuanchu's character all too well. Even when Ling Cangyan had been around, he could not suppress him. He had only shown respect on the surface while acting tyrannically in private. When had he ever lowered his head?

Yet today, he had truly lowered it. Even now, he did not dare lift his head.

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