<h4>Chapter 1661: Chapter 1652: Suffocation</h4>
Ao Cangsheng had continuously bid 306 pounds. Every action was swift and powerful, yet perfectly executed.
Initially, Luo Shuyun managed to withstand the arrogant onught.
But then, the swords swarming him multiplied, and in an instant, hundreds of des shed him down,pelling him to surrender the wine bottle or retreat in shame.
Not only did every sword strike mark Luo Shuyun’s hand, but even his wide mouth couldn’t gasp for air for a moment.
Other than clutching them, his hands, muscles, and bones were subjected to electric shocks, pain, and numb training.
It seemed as if this deluge of strikes was not from a mere Sword Holder, but a mountain-like giant.
After several defensive blocks, Luo Shuyun’s hand throbbed in pain, almost breaking.
Yet in these few days, the attack from Aocang Spirit hadn’t abated, instead rising steadily.
In this scenario, although some faces turned unpleasant, it was much better than being crushed and beaten.
He wished to retaliate, but it was impossible.
Another fierce blow, Luo Shuyun trembled, stepping back seven consecutive steps.
After those seven steps, a bit of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. Clearly, he was injured then.
Luo Shuyun feared anger but found himself unable to be enraged.
"Four, don’t use your hand! Even if you kill those boys, you must save our cruel color!"
In anger, shame, and indignation, Luo Shuyun directly ordered the victory.
Although the Heavenly Dragon Five Temples forbid killing, the guilty must be criticized, yet now Luo Shuyun didn’t care anymore.
Currently, these young men made him and the cold gray lose their color and face. If not in on the spot, how could he face wearing the first garmentter?
Upon hearing these words, frost gripped Aocang Spirit’s eyes, chilling them: "You should be ashamed, then don’t me my discourtesy!"
A roar of rage shook Ao Cangsheng’s arrogant figure, charging straight towards Wu Qing, that chattering adversary.
When Ao Cangsheng suddenly appeared before him, Wu Qing was startled into a panic.
Perhaps due to the previous severe injury being masked, or Luo Shuyun’s unexpected hit, Wu Qing’s anxious heart began running for his life.
"Thousand des Without Itch, Hide A de!"
Ao Cangsheng roared, simultaneouslyunching a sword explosion, transforming it into a sword base. Wu Qing’s nagging body was cut off.
Wu Qingmented that if he didn’t retreat now, Luo Shuyun’s fate would be his own.
Thinking of this, Wu Qing no longer babbled at his wrong ear, then maximized his protective cup and retreated swiftly.
Boom!
No swords or des were cut down like lightning and thunder, directly bombing Wu Qing’s piercing shield.
Wu Qing groaned that the immense pain felt by his body was akin to being hammered by a huge mallet, quickly dropping towards the ne’s backside.
Wu Qing muttered that although injured, there was no harm.
But he did not know his arrogance, nor did he like this.
So when he retreated, he came to the Xuan Yun Pce, stuffing blood into his throat.
"Bao"
Upon Wu Qing’s bothersome body hitting the ground, he opened his mouth and spat out fresh blood, his face instantly turning pale.
Originally, Luo Shuyun intended to embroider with Wu Qing’s nagging, to kill Ao Cangsheng.
Yet to his astonishment, Wu Qing nagged face-to-face, deeply wounded by his own arrogance.
Seeing this, Luo Shuyun immediately felt disappointed and chilly. He wished to retreat, but was already entrapped in the battle.
He desperately utilized his remaining fighting force, heroically dedicating himself to kill arrogant people.
Ao Cangsheng chuckled, his palm instantly shing down. The sword did not smite fiercely, nor did it tremble.
This torrent, having no few swords, nor whistling, transformed into a sword river, turning lightning into the sea of Luo Shu Qi.
This sound, the first p shattered with Luo Shu’en’s power, but the rest pierced through Luo Shu’en’s atmosphere.
As the sword pierced his body, Luo Shuyun felt Qi Hai’s stab for a moment. Though intertwined, the swords were like battling warriors, of definite quality,mencing madness within his atmosphere.
Rip...
Luo Shuyun’s face rudely distorted and began aching with contraction.
"Little one, I’m Mr. Luo Shuyun, you never rest! Even if you turn into a screwdriver, I won’t let you go!"
Painful blood oozed from Luo Shuyun’s mouth, yet only two tears involuntarily dropped from her eyes.
Aocang Spirit’s attack not only severely damaged Luo Shuyu but also disrupted her atmosphere.
Luo Shuyun’s own growth also transformed because both atmosphere and ocean were shattered.
From then on, he no longer required cold, but an ordinary one.
Luo Shuyun never conceived this trip to Lei Wu Mansion would not only discard the boy in white but also ruin his life.
When a genius as proud as him lost cultivation, it was nearly akin to death.
Wu Qing witnessed Luo Shuyun’s loss, trembling all over. Suddenly, he was afraid, casting fear towards arrogance with abandonment.
Just when Wu Qing panicked, another unexpected happened.
Luo Shuyun, amidst sorrow, anger, and shame, flipped up suddenly, until colliding with the wall beside him.
Bam!
A subtle blood line streaked across Luo Shuyun’s forehead, suddenly in despair.
Then his corpse started to copse slowly, dying in Lei Wu’s pavilion.
Not only did it frighten Wu Qing and students of six other Qing Frost sses, but it made Ao Sheng lose consciousness.
He didn’t know that Luo Shuyun not only had arrogance but caprice.
Seeing his life’s future already secured with victory, he didn’t wish for prolongation, deciding directly on death.
Upon seeing this, Ao Cangsheng chuckled, shook his head, and muttered to himself: "You cannot live by your own sin. Who is to me?"
"Consider what you intended previously, I didn’t aim to embarrass you, yet little punishment, we cannot avoid!"
Wu Qing heard this and a joyful nagging ensued, then he suddenly pleaded for forgiveness: "Brother, this is all my fault. I am blind, with no reason to provoke."
"Please forgive me, let me go this time. I dare not disturb you again. Please! I bow before you!"
Frankly speaking, Wu Qing nagged saying he didn’t even bow before Ao Cangsheng.
It indicates in the eyes of six people, it wasn’t shameful, but their hearts were more terrified.
The user of a bull seems to have been treated likewise. How about six? Would they bepletely abandoned like Luo Shuyun?
Considering this, all six couldn’t help but soften their bodies, suddenly losing strength to sit upright.
Indeed,
Ao Cang Party reached out, clutching Tie Wuqing’s nagging right hand, ttening Mr. Duo Sheng’s wrist.
"I wish to let you go too. But I’m afraid it can’t be. Imagine, if you met someone not like me, merely an ordinary student. Hmph, would you let her walk?"
"The answer is clearly negative! At that time, the victim would have been a disciple."
"You not only would be ashamed due to embrace but attacked under the violent Ah-power reception."
"At that time, I didn’t think you always performed well. You could have disyed great goodwill and forgiven this disciple, couldn’t you?"
Ao Cangsheng calmly spoke, even if wearing a brilliant smile akin to wind and cloud.
Yet these silky curls from Wu Qing’s sorrowful eyes made the quick demon pursuit more terrifying.
"Heavenly Dragon Five Temples’ other disciples will never be humiliated again. Tonight, I must give you a longsting memory!"
Ao Cangsheng said, gently releasing Wu Qing’s nagging right hand, then fastening his left hand.
At that time, Wu Qing’s forehead turned cold and sweaty, not knowing pain lingered everywhere.
His handsome, graceful face already transformed darker, more agonizing than ever.
If the wrist didn’t endure the weight of dandruff, he would scream loudly.
Wu Qing’s nagging left wrist was also promptly crushed by arrogant Cang Ling.
Indeed,
Another sharp cry echoed, reverberating through the corridor for a long duration.