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Lufan slammed Li Hao all the way to the end, stopping only when he crashed into the cave wall.
At this moment, Li Hao was barely recognizable as a human. He had no idea how many bones were broken in his body, but his black gold soft armor was indeed impressive; it showed no signs of damage and could be considered a treasured protection.
As for the other Robbers, seeing that the life of their Eldest Son was in the hands of the masked man, none dared to step forward to rescue him. The shocking scene from earlier had already left them in awe.
Seeing that Li Hao had no strength left to resist, Lufan did not hesitate and prepared to pierce his head with a sword.
Li Hao did not expect this masked man to be so ruthless, wanting to kill him without even exchanging a few words. He quickly shouted, "Wait!"
However, Lufan remained unmoved and aimed to stab down.
Li Hao's heart raced: "I am willing to exchange treasures for my life!"
The tip of the sword stopped just an inch from his forehead.
"What do you think could persuade me to spare your life?"
Feeling the coldness at his brow, Li Hao's heart nearly leaped out of his chest. He knew this guy was a true ruthless character, merciless not only to his enemies but also to himself. He could jump without blinking even from such a height, but fortunately, he still had greed.
He did not dare to delay and quickly said, "I have a Secret Technique regarding talisman cultivation on me. I will give it to you in exchange for my life. Isn’t this deal worth it?"
Lufan's expression shifted; he was certainly interested in anything related to talisman cultivation. He then said, "Hand it over!"
Li Hao felt a surge of anger in his heart, but for the sake of his own life, he could only endure the humiliation for now.
He pretended to bear the pain and slowly retrieved something from the software, hoping to buy some time. However, Lufan pressed the tip of his sword closer, forcing him to take it out immediately.
It was a palm-sized Purple Jade Pendant, adorned with peculiar and mysterious runes. Lufan did not expect that the so-called Secret Technique would be like this. Just as he was contemplating whether to proceed, he suddenly heard a loud shout: "Kid, stop right there!"
Immediately after, he felt an incredibly powerful and violent aura erupting behind him, like a tsunami. This aura was so strong that it surpassed that of Black-hearted Tiger and Li Hao by hundreds or even thousands of times!
If the auras of those two were like a small furnace, then this aura was akin to a volcanic eruption; there was simply no comparison.
Lufan turned around abruptly and saw a massive figure nearly ten feet tall jumping down from the seventh floor of Little Tianxin Pavilion. The overwhelming aura emanated from this person.
Boom!
As the figure landed, the immense impact overturned everything around it. Then, like a frenzied mammoth, it charged toward them, nothing could impede its advance; everything in its path was sent flying before it even made contact.
At the same time, Lufan felt an oppressive weight binding him down; it was as if something was suppressing him, rendering him unable to move or use his abilities.
What kind of power is this! He was shocked; he had never encountered such a situation before, and it exceeded his understanding.
Li Hao immediately noticed his condition and felt overjoyed. After desperately stalling for time, he had finally reached this moment.
"Hahaha!" he laughed maniacally. "Kid, don't waste your energy. No Junior Martial Artist has ever been able to move under the mental pressure of a Seventh Rank Master. You're doomed. Don't worry; I won't let you die so quickly. I'll slowly torture you to death afterward. Blame yourself for being too greedy—how dare you think you deserve the inheritance of the symbol cultivators?"
Li Hao had every reason to feel pleased. It was the first time in his life that he had been so humiliated—being beaten like a dog in front of so many people, especially in front of Man Luo Fairy. How could he not harbor deep hatred for Lufan?
With the previous incident involving Wang Yan, his hatred for Lufan was so deep that it felt like no amount of effort could wash it away.
He had already made up his mind; he wouldn’t let this kid die so easily. He would have to torment him for a full forty-nine days to relieve the resentment in his heart.
Mental suppression? Lufan thought to himself as he carefully sensed the situation. It indeed felt like some force was suppressing him, preventing him from controlling his body.
This pressure was peculiar; it didn’t solely come from the outside. It felt more like it originated from his own body’s instincts. Moreover, Lufan sensed that his body seemed to be afraid?
Yes, afraid. Lufan realized that the reason he couldn’t move was that this person’s overwhelming presence was affecting and intimidating his body’s instincts, creating a sense of fear that made him hesitate to act.
This phenomenon reminded him of what he had seen on television before—how natural enemies in the wild interacted. Animals would instinctively feel fear when encountering their predators; it was an emotion ingrained in their genes.
And now, it seemed he was in such a situation? His body instinctively sensed a creature far stronger than himself, leading to this feeling of fear?
In just a short time, Lufan had basically figured out his situation.
But what about momentum?
Lufan looked somewhat perplexed at the burly man approaching him. Indeed, this person was powerful—far beyond what he had imagined. Just by sheer presence, he could instill fear in Lufan’s instincts.
However, if one wanted to completely restrict his actions solely through presence, it was still far from enough.
When it came to momentum, who in this world could possess a presence stronger than that of the world itself? Since arriving in this world, Lufan had been constantly resisting such momentum!
Even if what he faced was only a tiny fraction of the will of the entire world, this trace of overwhelming celestial might—both in quality and quantity—was something Madman Kong could never compare to.
Previously, Lufan had been suppressed suddenly, simply because he did not understand this Attack and was caught off guard. Now that he had figured out the reason, things became much easier.
Your momentum is still far from strong enough!
His powerful will instantly suppressed the fear, and Lufan regained control of his body, feeling the exhilarating sensation of moving freely.
At that moment, Li Hao was still laughing heartily. Lufan twisted his neck and said, "You seem quite pleased with yourself?"
The laughter abruptly stopped. Li Hao looked like a duck with its neck squeezed, his eyes nearly popping out as he incredulously exclaimed, "How could you possibly…"
However, this time Lufan did not give him another chance to speak. With a flick of his wrist, the tip of the Azure Mantis Sword thrust forward and pierced through Li Hao's forehead, penetrating his skull.
Li Hao's expression froze instantly; shock remained on his face as his mouth slightly opened, as if he wanted to urgently say something. Unfortunately, he no longer had the opportunity.
The renowned Eldest Son of the Lord's Mansion in Qingyang City, Li Hao, was dead!
After killing Li Hao, Lufan flicked the sword tip to lift the Purple Jade Pendant from his hand and caught it, placing it into his pocket.
At the same time, an extremely furious roar echoed.
"You’re seeking death!"
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