Chapter 973: Chapter 970: How Do You Want to Die?
Luo Shusheng gave a bitter smile: "Father may have the strength of the Foundation Establishment Peak, but these three are also Foundation Establishment Peak experts!"
"How could Father have the strength to fight three on his own!" As he spoke, he grabbed Xu Wendong’s arm, eyes filled with pain: "Wendong, listen to your grandfather, we must leave quickly!"
In fact, he really wanted to knock Xu Wendong unconscious and carry him away, but with his cultivation only at the Third Layer of the Foundation Establishment Stage, he was no match for Xu Wendong at all.
That’s why he had to beg so helplessly.
"Uncle, don’t worry!" Xu Wendong said, "Grandfather can take these three down in an instant."
Luo Shusheng was anxious.
He couldn’t help but suspect Xu Wendong’s brain had been kicked by a donkey.
Otherwise, he would never say such things.
Just when Luo Shusheng was about to lose his temper, he was dumbfounded by the scene before him, feeling as if an invisible hand had gripped his throat tightly.
The reason was none other.
Father had unexpectedly cut down the three Foundation Establishment Peak experts with three consecutive strikes.
Each strike was a lethal blow.
"This..." Luo Nanhua was also stunned, looking at the longsword in his hand with disbelief, not expecting his combat power to be so strong.
Because.
He had never unleashed his full power before.
He only intended to stall these three to buy time for his clan members to escape!
Luo family’s two daughters-in-law, two grandsons, and a granddaughter all felt their scalps tingle, finding the scene before them utterly unreal.
Xu Wendong laughed: "Uncle, do you believe me now? I told you Grandfather could instantly kill those three Foundation Establishment cultivators."
"Could you have the divine skill of words becoming reality?" Luo Shusheng furrowed his brows, unable to think of any other explanation.
Xu Wendong shrugged with a smile.
Actually, he wanted to say he was the master of this Heavenly Dao, that even the Heavenly Dao could not change his will.
But he swallowed the words before speaking, fearing that his grandfather’s family would think he was crazy, as no sane person would dare utter such words.
Luo Nanhua gripped the longsword tightly, his gaze extremely grave: "Quickly, you must leave, I’ve sensed a powerful aura."
"Where do you think you’re going?"
Along with a thunderous voice, a longsword appeared before Luo Nanhua like a flash of lightning.
Clearly.
This was a Golden Core Period expert, otherwise, he wouldn’t have the ability to fly the sword.
Luo Nanhua instinctively raised his sword to block but was still knocked back several meters by that longsword.
Seeing his father’s pale face, Luo Shusheng nervously asked, "Father, are you okay?"
Luo Nanhua instinctively swallowed, forcing down the blood at his throat, then sighed deeply: "It’s a pity the second isn’t here, otherwise, our family could be reunited."
He knew.
Even if Xu Wendong had led his clan members away earlier, they would still be killed by that Golden Core period expert, they simply couldn’t escape.
"Perhaps, this is fate!" Luo Shusheng’s face was complex, not expecting such an event to occur just as Xu Wendong returned to the Luo family.
If he had come a day earlier or a day later, he might not have been caught up in the whirlpool of the Luo family, leading to such a disaster.
Unfazed, Xu Wendong said: "Grandfather, it’s just a Golden Core ant, watch how your grandson obliterates him!"
"Impudent knave, how dare you so disdain me, watch as I take your head!"
With an angry shout.
An elderly man in a green robe appeared before everyone, his brows furrowing with anger, eyes filled with chilling murderous intent.
"Senior Mu, this child is not a member of our Luo clan, please show mercy and spare him!"
Luo Nanhua bowed deeply to the old man, eyes brimming with pleading.
Mu Sen.
The Golden Core Late Stage expert stationed in Nanyang City.
"Do you think this old man believes your nonsense?" Mu Sen’s face was icy: "This child clearly called you grandfather just now, does that not count him as a member of your Luo clan?"
"According to the laws of the current dynasty, colluding with the Demon Sect heretics results in the extermination of nine generations, your grandson can’t avoid this fate!"
Luo Nanhua gave Xu Wendong a disappointed glance; if he hadn’t called him grandfather earlier, today’s matter might have stayed at arm’s length.
But now.
This guy couldn’t escape death.
Xu Wendong smiled at his grandfather with a look that said ’just wait and see’, indicating that he would handle what came next.
Then, he turned to Mu Sen: "Old man, how would you like to die?"
"It is you who shall die!"
Mu Sen shouted angrily, with a wave of his right hand, the longsword in the air left a trail of afterimages, carrying terrifying power as it headed for Xu Wendong.
At this sight.
The Luo family members all held their breaths, their faces showing unwillingness.
They seemed to already envision Xu Wendong meeting a grisly end.
But just then.
They were all stunned to see Xu Wendong extend two fingers, catching Mu Sen’s longsword firmly between them.
"What?"
"How is this possible?"
The Luo family members felt a chill down their spines.
They simply couldn’t believe that Xu Wendong, a mere Foundation Establishment Peak cultivator, could catch a Golden Core Late Stage expert’s fatal strike with his bare hands.
"This can’t be!"
Mu Sen was also shocked by Xu Wendong’s actions.
Clearly not expecting a Foundation Establishment ant to block his angry strike with his bare hands.
One must know.
That was a legitimate magic artifact!
Before he could think further.
He pinched the spell, trying to control the longsword to kill Xu Wendong.
But was shocked to find.
The longsword seemed to have slipped from his control, no matter how he tried, it was useless.
"Now, it’s my turn to strike back!" Xu Wendong revealed an enigmatic smile, then his fingers applied slight force.
Snap!
With a crisp cracking sound, the longsword in his fingers shattered, turning into fragments that fell to the ground with pleasant clinking sounds.
Puff!
At the instant the longsword shattered, Mu Sen spewed blood, stumbling back several steps before stabilizing himself.
His face was as pale as wax, looking like a dead man, with a trace of bright red blood at the corner of his mouth.
"Who are you? How can you destroy my magic artifact with your bare hands?" Mu Sen’s eyes were filled with terror.
If Xu Wendong’s realm had reached the Nascent Soul Stage, destroying his magic artifact with his bare hands might barely be acceptable.
But he was merely at the Foundation Establishment cultivation level!
A Foundation Establishment cultivator destroying a Golden Core Late Stage expert’s magic artifact barehanded was unheard of.
Even happening to himself, he found it hard to believe.
He couldn’t believe it even if he died!
"Who I am is not important, what matters is that dying at my hands is your honor!" Xu Wendong shrugged with a smile.
Mu Sen fell to the ground, soul scattered and life extinguished.
At this moment.
The Luo family members returned to their senses from the shock, without exception, their eyes filled with awe as they looked at Xu Wendong.
Killing a Golden Core Late Stage expert barehandedly, how terrifying was this guy’s power?