Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate

Chapter 867 867 465 Consecutive Downfalls

?Chapter 867: Chapter 465: Consecutive Downfalls Chapter 867: Chapter 465: Consecutive Downfalls At that very moment, Cao Jinping saw with his own eyes the entire process of Gu Changqing’s death.

He hadn’t expected that Lin Tianming’s strength would be so fearsome that he had managed to kill Gu Changqing, a cultivator of fame equal to his own, without much effort.

It was well known that Gu Changqing was also a seasoned Golden Core of the Huangyang Country Cultivation World, and his power was on par with Cao Jinping’s.

Now that Lin Tianming had killed Gu Changqing, it was certainly possible for him to also kill Cao Jinping.

The thought alone filled Cao Jinping with a mixture of shock and fury.

It wasn’t until Gu Changqing’s screams had ceased that he recovered from his astonishment and became furiously enraged.

And at this time, Zhu Yun, who had been rushing towards him, was drawing ever closer, a magical treasure shooting from his hand, aimed straight for Cao Jinping’s vital points.

Seeing this, Cao Jinping’s expression became grave as he hastily unleashed an attack.

In an instant, a Black Longsword cut through the sky, colliding precisely with Zhu Yun’s magical treasure.

“Bang…”

A loud crash reverberated, and the sky suddenly dimmed.

Immediately after, Zhu Yun was seen retreating dozens of feet away, spewing mouthfuls of blood in midair before crashing heavily to the ground.

He struggled to stand, but the injuries on his body were too severe; blood flowed incessantly from a wound in his chest, and nearly all his meridians were severed.

Now, with all his mana depleted and his injuries extremely serious, even a Qi Refining Cultivator would not have much trouble killing him.

In such a state, he could be said to have no fighting power at all.

At the same time, Cao Jinping was also not in a good shape, his Qi-Blood churning wildly inside him, fresh blood once again spilling from the corner of his mouth, his complexion rapidly paling.

In that attack, even though Zhu Yun had already been severely wounded, which caused one of his arms to be lost and greatly impacted his power,
he was still a Golden Core Cultivator at the Mid Stage Golden Core level, and his desperate counterattack still possessed immense strength.

It should be known that cultivators can often explode with energy beyond their own capabilities when fighting for their lives, thereby turning the tide against unfavorable circumstances.

Thus, even cultivators of the same rank would not dare say they could easily block such an attack.

And sure enough, Cao Jinping was also seriously injured by Zhu Yun’s desperate strike, significantly affecting his power.

Still, compared to the severely injured Zhu Yun who was now virtually powerless, Cao Jinping’s condition was relatively better, maintaining a certain fighting capacity.

However, being injured was a face-losing affair.

At this time, looking at the agonizingly wailing Zhu Yun, Cao Jinping’s face darkened to the extreme.

He had thought that Zhu Yun’s strike was nothing more than the futile struggle of an insect blocking a carriage.

With the power difference between them at that moment, killing Zhu Yun would not have taken much effort.

Yet, Zhu Yun, risking his life, had managed to carve out a sliver of survival.

Despite his critical injuries, he temporarily saved his life and achieved his initial goal.

But before he could catch his breath, an enraged Cao Jinping attacked again, his Black Longsword descending with formidable presence.

At this moment, Zhu Yun was too severely injured to even stand properly, making it impossible for him to dodge this attack.

In this moment, Zhu Yun’s face was as pale as snow, and he could only watch helplessly as Cao Jinping struck.

Just then, Lin Tianming, who had rushed over, launched an attack, attempting to block the fatal blow for the critically wounded Zhu Yun.

His speed was swift, his agile body almost reaching, with the Qinghong Sword intercepting the blow for Zhu Yun even quicker.

Seeing this, Cao Jinping, his face filled with anger, could only hope that his own strength was stronger, so as to repel Lin Tianming’s attack.

On the other hand, if Lin Tianming managed to block this attack for Zhu Yun, given Lin Tianming’s demonstrated strength, he would face significant resistance in attempting to kill Zhu Yun afterwards.

Knowing this, Cao Jinping also took a deep breath, inwardly anticipating the outcome of this clash.

Under the gaze of both, their attacks collided directly.

“Bang…”

A tremendous explosion resounded, like thunder exploding violently.

A red and a black longsword clashed fiercely, the powerful collision creating a massive shockwave that rapidly spread in all directions.

In that instant, the sky erupted with fierce winds, and vast clouds of dust danced in the air. The entire sky, even the earth below, completely changed its appearance.

At that moment, Lin Tianming felt as if hit by a great mountain, his Qi-Blood inside madly surging, boiling with the impact.

Simultaneously, an intense pain spread through his entire nervous system. Even with his strong physique, he couldn’t help but shiver a few times under this excruciating torment.

It was only when he fell to the ground that Lin Tianming spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, his face turning pale immediately after.

Then, he looked up to where he had just been and found that the severely injured Zhu Yun had vanished.

After scanning the field quickly, he found Zhu Yun’s figure in a corner.

Glancing over, Zhu Yun lay motionless in a deep pit, his surroundings already soaked in blood. His body, already covered with many wounds, was now a blood-soaked figure riddled with holes.

This pitiful sight was not even the most infuriating part.

Most importantly, Zhu Yun’s breath was extremely faint, with only a sliver of life remaining, and it was growing weaker and weaker.

At this rate, the unconscious Zhu Yun would not be able to recover from his injuries and would only be waiting for death.