Chapter 113 I'm Still Just a Child! (Please Collect and Recommend)

Clang!

The sound of a sharp blade cutting through steel continued to ring. Although this guy who suddenly jumped out was wearing a suit of armor similar to that of the Second Dynasty and was wrapped tightly, he had no power to fight back under Lu En's attack. He barely supported a few moves before being pierced through the chest by Lu En's sword!

"Ah!"

As if feeling great pain, the opponent immediately let out a beast-like roar. The next moment, countless green flames gushed out from the gaps in the armor, turning him into a blazing green human-shaped torch.

Clang!

Countless parts of the armor fell at Lu En's feet, and countless black dust floated out of them. Lu En looked at the Sword of Judgment in his hand, which had no ghost fire, and immediately knew that this might be the true use of the Sword of Judgment, turning the enemy from the body to the spirit into ashes.

However, it is better to use this move less, otherwise the power of the evil spirit will be burned out, and there is nothing for the food spirit to refine. It is only now that the food spirit is being updated that he is wasting it.

Swish!

Another two translucent tentacles wrapped around his calves. Seeing his companions being dealt with by Lu En in a few moves, the tattooed man was also a little flustered. He didn't seem to be the type to fight head-on. While using his tentacles to block Lu En, he also controlled the flies to surround him from all directions and wrap him up.

Buzz!

A large number of flies flapping their wings immediately blocked Lu En's sight. Seeing this, the tattooed man ran without hesitation, but he had only run a few steps when he suddenly felt the sound of wind behind him, and then a big hand pinched his neck and lifted him up.

Pah pah pah!

A pair of huge wings emerged from behind him, with blood-colored feathers on them that were lifelike. The flies that swarmed in were drained of their vitality the moment they touched the wings, and a thick layer of them fell on the ground like rain.

"You want to run? Naive!"

Lu En pinched the man's neck and turned him around. The tattooed man's chest and abdomen squirmed, and suddenly several black legs pierced through the black robe and attacked Lu En. At the same time, the tattooed man opened his mouth and a yellow-green water column with a rancid smell shot out!

"You're looking for death!"

Lu En's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he turned his head to avoid the water column. At the same time, he exerted force with his palm. With a click, the tattooed man's head drooped softly, and the extended black legs also lost their strength and drooped down.

Bang!

Lu En let go of the corpse and fell to the ground. At the same time, he stepped on the other's chest, leaving a deep footprint!

"You're still pretending to be dead. Do you think I can't find it?"

Even if it was an ordinary person, he would struggle if his neck was pinched, let alone the evil spirit invader. Their vitality is extremely tenacious, and it is impossible for them to die so easily.

Crunch

He was stepping on something. Lu En felt that it was not his sternum, but a shell or something. There were also some slippery things. However, they all groaned in pain under his strong pressure. The tattooed man's eyelids trembled, and his originally dim eyes brightened again, staring at Lu En.

"You are not a priest!"

The voice did not come from his mouth, but from his chest, making a muffled sound under Lu En's feet: "The intelligence is wrong, the operation failed!"

The voice had a certain stiffness and mechanical taste. Lu En frowned and exerted a little force on his feet: "Who sent you here?"

"The plan failed, encountered force majeure"

The tattooed man looked at Lu En, did not answer him at all, but said to himself: "The disguise plan failed, unable to escape, lift the ban"

Shh!

The tattooed man under Lu En's feet quickly expanded, and countless tentacles surged in his black robe. Even his head began to twist and deform, and some tissues and shells began to proliferate. It was about to turn into some kind of indescribable monster. Lu En had already summoned a sword of judgment again and nailed it firmly in his chest!

"Squeaky"

A fine and miserable sound came out, and after a while of twisting, countless ashes were blown away by the wind, leaving only a set of black robes on the ground, lying empty on the ground. Lu En smacked his lips, and suddenly heard hurried footsteps in his ears.

"Mr. Lu En, Master Walter's call!"

Sardona ran down from upstairs, with some fear and fear between her eyebrows, but she still forced herself to walk towards Lu En and handed him the phone in her hand. Lu En's heart was beating so fast that he suspected he would jump out.

"Sir, are you okay?"

As soon as he picked up the phone, Walter's slightly anxious questioning came from the other side. Unlike Malos' confidence in Luen, Walter was not very clear about Luen's strength, but he was familiar with the Twilight Guards of the Spiritual Cult.

"It's okay, two small fry came to seek death."

Luen replied casually, and heard Walter breathe a sigh of relief, and then a huge roar came from the other side!

"Walter, you're crazy!"

"You are ruining the entire Baimon family. I want to see the knight, I want to see Sir Scott!"

"The Cult will not let you go!"

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"Shut your mouth!"

Walter growled, and then whispered to Luen: "Sir, things are very troublesome, you'd better come quickly."

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop!"

Lu En sighed. He just wanted to quietly kill monsters and level up to maintain world peace. Why did someone always force him? He was just a child.

The follow-up of the Baimeng family was very quick. The two black-robed men seemed to only target Lu En. The others woke up after sleeping for a while, but they were inevitably seriously injured. Some of them even had a fever and fell ill on the spot.

Lu En took a car to the Baimeng family's manor, a large mansion area with a castle that originally belonged to them. However, they were not lived in, but used as a memorial and show-off.

"My Lord!"

In a side hall, Lu En saw Walter and Malos, as well as a middle-aged man who was tied up and stuffed with a cloth ball in his mouth. When he saw him coming, his eyes widened and he stammered.

"What's going on?"

Lun glanced over and asked the two of them. Walter immediately stepped forward with an extremely ugly expression: "It's the cult. There is a ban in the cult that does not allow the absorption of corruptors. They want us to hand you over, and they took the initiative to attack you when we were unaware!"

"People from the Spiritual Cult?"

Lun raised his eyebrows and looked at the gagged man: "Let him go!"

Malos stepped forward and quickly took out the rope on Pros and the cloth in his mouth. However, Pros, who had recovered himself, did not yell or scream, but looked at Luen and swallowed his saliva, his eyes swept over Walter and Malos, his expression was horrified.

"Crazy, you are all crazy!"

"You are all crazy in the Baimeng family. You actually surrendered to the Erosion."

In the indifferent gaze of Lu En, Pros immediately swallowed the rest of the words and raised his hands: "Okay, I surrender, I confess, I will never hide anything you want to know, as long as you don't kill me!"

Facing Walter, Pros could still yell and threaten him with his family and the Spiritual Cult, but when he saw Lu En, he immediately became scared. Normal people can be persuaded by threats, but facing a madman, their lives may be in danger in the next moment.

"My lord, what should we do?"

Walter had already understood what he should know. At this time, he glared at Pros and asked Lu En softly.

"Wait a minute."

Feeling that the progress bar in his mind had passed one-third, Lu En spoke slowly.