This Cultivator Has A Dirty Heart

"boom!"

The long sword hit Chen Luo, but it did not happen as everyone imagined. It did not penetrate Chen Luo's body.

On the contrary, the long sword, which was already pitted, immediately turned into countless fragments and scattered on the ground the moment it hit Chen Luo.

After the long sword shattered, the powerful explosion caused Chen Luo's clothes to be torn apart.

When everyone saw what was under Chen Luo's clothes, they were instantly stunned.

There were only five or six pieces of personal armor protecting every part of Chen Luo's body.

The distance between Zhang Wan and others and Chen Luo is quite far, and in addition, they themselves are not very strong. From a distance, it is impossible to tell the specific grade of the armor Chen Luo is wearing.

But they guessed that Chen Luo's preparations seemed to be at least around the Earth Rank, otherwise it would be impossible to block the sword just now.

But Ende, who had entered the Void Refining stage, could see the quality of these armors at a glance.

"Heavenly Rank Law Treasure! All he owns is Heavenly Rank Law Treasure!"

"Damn it! How can you, a Soul Formation Stage elder, be so rich!"

"When I was in the Soul Formation Stage, the Heavenly Rank level armor was only a pair of pants. Why does this kid have so many Heavenly Rank Law Treasures!"

"No! I must kill this guy and peel off his skin!"

Ende took out five or six other Heavenly Rank Law Treasures from the Universe Bag, which were his last possessions.

Although the Seven Saints Immortal Gate has Saint Weapons, Saint Weapons are generally not given to the elders. They are the public property of the Seven Saints Immortal Gate.

Only these Heavenly Rank Law Treasures, these Heavenly Rank Law Treasures, are the private property of these elders.

But just a second before taking action, Ende seemed to suddenly think of something.

"No, I haven't heard of any newly promoted Soul Formation Stage elders from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect who are so strong."

Generally, those who can possess so many Heavenly Rank Law Treasures must be the people trained by the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.

But lately Ende hasn't heard of any powerful elders from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect who have just entered the Soul Formation Stage.

And even if there is such an elder, it is unlikely that the Ten Thousand Demons Sect will send him to attack the Seven Saints Immortal Gate.

For those true seed disciples, Mo Jie did not arrange for them to participate in this attack on the Immortal Gate of the Seven Saints.

At that moment, an idea arose in Ende's mind.

"He is wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect."

"Soul Formation Second Grade Cultivation."

"Covered with Law Treasure."

"Could this guy be Chen Luo?"

After thinking about it carefully, Ende felt that it was not impossible.

Especially since the boss had told him before that Chen Luo had passed through the border of Wanqingzhou in the past two days.

With such a combination, maybe this guy is really Chen Luo!

After thinking about this clearly, Ende glanced at Chen Luo who had already flown ten miles away. After thinking for a while, he decided to give up killing Chen Luo for the time being.

Then his eyes fell on the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect who were following Chen Luo.

"Forget it, letting these guys follow him back to the Ten Thousand Demons Sect can also alleviate the Ten Thousand Demons Sect's suspicion of him."

After thinking about all this, Ende looked forward again.

It was discovered that Chen Luo and Zhang Wang and others had left the sight.

And Ende didn't waste time, turned around and returned to the border defense point.

…

Chen Luo stopped, turned around and glanced behind him, and then he breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that En De had not come up.

"Grandma's! I was almost killed by one of my own people!"

"Fortunately, some of them pay more attention to personal privacy."

With that said, Chen Luo took out the clothes from the Universe Bag and put them on again.

Not long after he put on his clothes, Chen Luo saw Zhang Wan and others flying over.

Zhang Wang and others looked relieved when they saw Chen Luo.

"Elder Chen, you are still here, that's great, that's great."

Liu Qingqing on the side also immediately began to pretend to be pitiful.

"Elder, I just saw that flying sword stabbing you. It scared me to death. Are you okay? Are you injured? Do you want me to help you apply medicine?"

Chen Luo looked at Liu Qingqing who came up to him without paying much attention.

But he did notice the expression on Lu Zheng's face.

Lu Zheng's face was full of anger, and almost everyone could see it.

But beneath the angry expression, Chen Luo saw something else.

That was something deeply hidden under his eyes, that kind of thing called fear.

Chen Luo could probably guess why this guy was angry, but before he could speak, Lu Zheng spoke first instead.

"Elder, why don't you listen to me?"

Hearing this, Zhang Wan on the side suddenly stiffened.

He rolled his stiff neck and stared at Lu Zheng with his eyes, as if trying to shut him up.

But Lu Zheng did not shut up, "If you listen to me, we might be able to hide from that border point."

"Those two disciples will not die!"

Lu Zheng said loudly, his voice trembling.

Chen Luo looked at him with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

To be honest, he was surprised that Lu Zheng could say such things to him.

Because in a sect like Ten Thousand Demons Sect, strength is the absolute leader.

To have strength is to have truth.

There is no real right or wrong in the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. Being weak is the original sin.

Under such rules of conduct, a situation naturally formed where even if a strong person made a mistake, no one would dare to criticize him.

But what Chen Luo didn't expect was that Lu Zheng in front of him would dare to challenge this truth.

Chen Luo appreciated this attitude very much, so without saying a word, he kicked him to the ground.

"Boy! Didn't you figure out who you were talking to?"

Lu Zheng wanted to stand up, but Chen Luo didn't give him the chance at all and stepped on his shoulder.

"Of course you can criticize me, but you have to be better than me."

"As for the fact that those two disciples won't die, don't blame me. If not, blame them themselves for not being strong enough."

"If you were strong enough and ran fast enough, at least faster than you, wouldn't you be the one who died?"

As soon as he said these words, Chen Luo felt that Lu Zheng's body trembled visibly under his feet.

Immediately afterwards, his face showed changes that were visible to the naked eye.

The face that was originally dominated by anger turned into a state of confusion and fear.

Because Chen Luo's words just now deeply touched the issue he was most concerned about, his own life safety.

He didn't care about the two dead Ten Thousand Demons Sect disciples, no one cared.

What he really cares about is his own life and death.

At that time, he ran in front of the two disciples.

If Ende hadn't changed direction and killed Chen Luo first, he might have died.

And it was precisely because he clearly understood this that he was so angry.

Sometimes, only when one's own life is threatened can one dare to speak out against the powerful.