All My Disciples Have the Makings of Great Emperors
Chapter 1613

Huang Qian: Your Master Really Is Asking for a Beating

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How could Lu Changsheng so easily shatter an attack that shook the heavens and earth, and could even be felt throughout the entire Devil Beast Continent, with a single sword strike?

Everyone present gaped, their facial muscles twitching, speechless.

Only Xiao Hei, Shi Sheng, Mu Fusheng, Xu Yeming, and Huang Qian didn't seem to feel anything.

He watched this scene with detachment.

After all, Master has already used the God-Slaying Sword Array, which is already giving you enough face.

There's no need to be overly surprised by such commonplace basic operations.

Having followed Lu Changsheng for so long, their threshold for understanding the concept of a strong person had long been raised infinitely.

Even the enormous eyes of Elder Qian had transformed into a blood-red Qilin, slightly contracted.

When he saw the God-Slaying Sword Array, he already sensed that his opponent was a tough nut to crack. However, he did not expect that even when he used the Qilin Blood Forbidden Technique, his attack would still be broken through so easily.

Seeing everyone's shock, Lu Changsheng shrugged and said, "I told you, use whatever trump cards you have, I'll break them all... even those that require charging up are fine, I'll wait for you."

Upon hearing this...

The blood-red Qilin's pupils dilated, and the scales on its massive body began to throb and pulsate, spewing out Blood Qi with each movement, forming a blood mist behind it.

Sudden.

The moment the Blood Qi surged out, the seemingly enormous crimson Qilin suddenly vanished from its spot, leaving a huge trail of blood in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the blood-red Qilin had already rushed in front of Lu Changsheng.

The difference in their sizes made Lu Changsheng appear extremely petite, almost invisible.

Its massive body charged towards Lu Changsheng!

Space is inherently formless.

However, under the impact of the crimson Qilin, it began to cave in in the direction of the impact!

A rapidly increasing pressure enveloped Lu Changsheng.

But...

However, it did not harm Lu Changsheng in the slightest, and even the hem of his clothes was not crushed by the sudden increase in air pressure.

Lu Changsheng said softly, "So you're going to use physical attacks? That could result in serious injuries... But your Devil Beast beast race is known for its physical strength, so you should be able to withstand it, right?"

Thinking about this...

Lu Changsheng once again grasped the God-Slaying Sword and slashed it down at the blood-red Qilin that was charging at him at close range!

However, Lu Changsheng used the blade, not the sharpened part, to strike.

Even so.

A devastating God-Slaying Sword Qi, so powerful it spurred no resistance, slammed into the charging blood-red Qilin.

Aww!!!

With a blood-red howl, a large dent appeared in the blood-red Qilin's body.

A large amount of Blood Qi surged from its entire body, and even the blood color on the blood-red Qilin began to fade considerably.

Its massive body crashed into the vast Qilin Mountain Range.

Vast stretches of mountains, at least hundreds, were crushed to pieces!

Fortunately, the people nearby had already retreated to a relatively safe area, otherwise they would have been affected.

Watching this scene unfold.

Xu Yeming couldn't help but ask, "Isn't there nine swords behind Master? Can the God-Slaying Sword Array only use one sword at a time?"

Huang Qian shook her head and said, "Of course we can use them all."

"Then why...?"

Huang Qian couldn't help but smile helplessly, "Don't you know how wicked your master is? If he were to use two... or even three God-Slaying Sword, that Qilin would probably already be dead."

Xiao Hei chimed in from the side, " Junior Brother Xu, you'll understand just how terrifying Master's strength is once you've had more contact with him."

"We're even certain that the strength our master has revealed so far is just the tip of the iceberg."

Shi Sheng nodded and said, "Your Senior Brother Mu is just like our master; you can't see through his trump cards, and it seems like he has an inexhaustible supply."

Mu Fusheng's face darkened.

Looking around, thankfully no one was paying attention to them at the moment.

They all stared at Lu Changsheng in astonishment.

The dust and smoke finally settled.

The crimson Qilin, whose blood color had faded considerably, coughed heavily a few times.

Each cough produces a large amount of blood, which is even mixed with fragments of internal organs.

The Qilin Clan and the Qilin ancestor, who were suspended in the air, also seemed to be implicated.

Both of them turned pale.

The Qilin Blood Forbidden Technique involves them absorbing the Blood Qi energy of the entire clan, and then using them as a medium to implant the Prism into Elder Qian's body.

Therefore, since Elder Qian was seriously injured, they would naturally suffer the backlash as well.

From the air, Lu Changsheng looked down and asked, "What's wrong? Can't you get up anymore?"

"How about this, if you 'Qi Ingestion, cough again?"

Upon hearing this, the blood-red Qilin, which had been coughing and wheezing, immediately shut its mouth, with only muffled groans escaping from between its lips.

You shameless brat!

Seeing this, Lu Changsheng couldn't help but sigh inwardly, then said, "Since you're still not convinced, if you have any other trump cards, then stand up!"

The Crimson Qilin wanted to curse Lu Changsheng.

This is fucking outrageous!

It struggled incessantly, but the severe injuries it had sustained earlier were already enough to maintain its Qilin True Body; it was simply unable to stand up in the short term.

"You've had a tough time, how about this, I'll heal your wounds, or give you a few bottles of pills, and I guarantee you'll be able to stand up again soon!"

Lu Changsheng's face was clearly full of concern.

This seemed to provoke public outrage, and the members of the Qilin Clan began to hurl insults at Lu Changsheng!

Even the Elder Qian, who had lived for so long and had seen through the illusions of life for countless years, broke down in his guard and shouted at Lu Changsheng.

Fuck you!

Hearing this, Lu Changsheng looked aggrieved and turned to Huang Qian and the others, complaining, "Wasn't I just concerned about him? Why are they scolding me like this?"

"I'm very sensitive; I can't stand swearing."

Huang Qian's facial muscles twitched incessantly, as if she were enduring something. She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, saying, "To be honest, I wanted to curse you too, but now I want to punch you even more... unfortunately, I can't beat you."

"Huh? Why?"

Mu Fusheng covered his face. "Master, to be honest, I really was being a bit of a jerk."

Such a proud clan, and you, as enemies, not only so easily defeated them, but you also offered to heal their wounds?

Isn't that blatantly disrespectful to the other party?

And judging from your tone and expression, it's hard not to think you're mocking the other person, right?

Lu Changsheng turned around dejectedly, looked at the blood-red Qilin, scratched his head and said, "Don't mind me, I didn't mean to mock you."

"I just think we need to expose all your hidden cards."

puff!

Elder Qian could no longer hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood, even more than before.

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