Chapter 187 Your Disciple Died Like This

The lakeside valley was filled with a tense atmosphere. Even the ordinary people who were far away could feel the terrifying murderous intent between Lachlan and Miyasaki.

A powerful force surged out of Miyasaki like a tangible substance, pressing towards Lachlan. After gathering his strength to its peak, he let out a strange cry, drew out his twin swords and turned into an afterimage charging towards Lachlan!

Lachlan snorted coldly and stomped his foot fearlessly to meet him. His eyes were also filled with fighting spirit.

"Slash!"

Miyasaki's expression became ferocious as he crossed his swords through space, carrying an astonishing sharpness and momentum as they slashed towards Lachlan.

The posture seemed to want to cut Lachlan into four pieces!

Buzz!

In that split second, a majestic dragon aura suddenly spewed out from within Lachlan's body and formed a solid protective energy around him. Around the surface of Lachlan's body, the air seemed to twist along with it. In the blink of an eye, he charged forward against Miyasaki's cross slash without any hesitation.

Ding! Ding! Ding...

In the next moment, Miyasaki who had been full of confidence had pupils that shrank dramatically!

The cruel ferocity on his face was instantly replaced by shock!

He saw that when both swords in his hands slashed onto Lachlan’s body, they were broken inch by inch by dragon aura surrounding him. "No!"

Puchi!

of broken sword in hand effortlessly then inserted it into Miyazaki's throat

God... God realm..." He opened

Pong!

before he could finish speaking, Lachlan kicked fiercely at his chest position. This small

chest collapsed horribly but for some reason

Miyasaki, coldly overlooking at him. Miyasaki's eyes widened in horror, unwillingness, and fear of death. "Shadow Blade... will help me... avenge..." he managed to say before taking his last breath. His death was almost

sneered. "Your disciple

face, Lachlan

and asked, "Lachlan, are you hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Although this man appeared invincible during the

her concern. He then turned his gaze towards Maurice and said, "And I still have to duel with him! He must

sweat dripped from his

You're right! I'm just a weakling!" Maurice shook his head

been arrogant earlier about dueling with Lachlan now looked like he was going to cry; trembling lips stuttered out words that couldn't even meet

scenic area shrank back in fear while feeling his legs go weak; even Tiffany avoided eye contact

urgent

time at all several Punishment and Investigation Bureau patrol cars along

only to be

hands up!" The captain pulled

guns as they looked at the bodies that were kneeling on the ground. Lachlan shook his head and raised his hands in

coldly, taking everyone who was there into

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