My Wife Is A Transmigrated Master Cultivator Chapter 1302 - 1302 Survival of the fittest

Chapter 1302 - 1302 Survival of the fittest

1302 Survival of the fittest

“Uh, uh, you…”

Bang!

The moment Lu Zijia finished talking, a b.l.o.o.d.y mark appeared on the neck of the lead disciple and bright red blood gushed out of his mouth.

He held his neck tightly with one hand, hoping to stop his life from flowing away quickly.

But in the end, he still collapsed with a bang and lost his breath forever.

Looking at the leader disciple who died with his eyes wide open, Lu Zijia looked indifferent. She turned to look at Kong Minghao and the others. “What are you waiting for? Hurry up and attack.”

Previously, he looked like he wanted to die with the disciples of the Biluo Sect. Now that he had a chance to fight back, he stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say.

Lu Zijia paused for a moment and added, “Leave one behind.”

Kong Minghao was the first to react. He picked up a long sword stained with blood on the ground and dealt with a disciple of the Biluo Sect who had just gotten up and was about to escape without hesitation.

“The Biluo Sect has gone too far. Kill them!”

Kong Minghao shouted without looking back. At the same time, he waved his sword and killed another enemy.

Hearing Kong Minghao’s shout, Luo Hai and the others also reacted one after another and waved the weapons in their hands without hesitation.

They had almost died at the hands of these disciples of the Biluo Sect just then. If they let them go now, they might be the ones who would die in the next moment.

The Martial Arts World was a place where the strong preyed on the weak and the fittest survived!

The disciples of the Biluo Sect were already seriously injured by Kong Minghao and Lu Zijia before. Facing the counterattack of the Octagon Sect, they didn’t even have the ability to fight back.

Soon, among the original twenty disciples of the Biluo Sect, only a pale disciple sitting on the ground with fear in his eyes was left at this moment.

“Do you remember what I said just now?” Lu Zijia asked the only surviving disciple of the Biluo Sect with indifference in her eyes.

The disciple nodded reflexively with a terrified expression. He opened his mouth and wanted to answer, but he realized that he couldn’t say a word and could only nod vigorously.

He was afraid that if he was a step slower, he would be decapitated like the other seniors.

“Since you’ve remembered it, why aren’t you leaving?” Lu Zijia’s expression was indifferent, looking a bit indifferent.

“Alchemist Lu, I’m sorry for causing you trouble.” Kong Minghao said to Lu Zijia with an apologetic look.

“It’s fine.”

Lu Zijia waved her hand indifferently. She would go against the Biluo Sect sooner or later anyway. There wasn’t much difference between doing so early and late.

Lu Zijia immediately thought of something and asked directly, “Do you have a map of the Desolate Beast Mystic Realm with you? Or do you know how to get to the Nine Storey Building?”

Kong Minghao shook his head. “I’m sorry, Alchemist Lu. We don’t have a map of the Desolate Beast Mystic Realm, and this is our first time entering it, so…”

He didn’t continue, but she already understood.

Kong Minghao’s answer was completely within Lu Zijia’s expectations, so she wasn’t very disappointed.

“Alchemist Lu, do you want to go to the Nine Storey Building?” Kong Minghao asked tentatively.

Lu Zijia nodded calmly. “That’s right.”

Most of the martial artists who entered the mystic realm were heading for the Nine Storey Building. They might even encounter each other at that time, so there was no need for her to deny it at all.

“Actually, one of the maps of our Octagon Sect is in my master’s hand. If Alchemist Lu doesn’t mind, you can join my master with us and then we can go to the Nine Storey Building together.” Kong Minghao invited after thinking for a while.

With an accurate target, Lu Zijia certainly wouldn’t refuse. However, before she agreed, an arrogant voice suddenly interrupted them.