On the South Mountain, the wind and clouds changed color, and an earth-shattering battle continued.

The small farm yard halfway up the mountain has long been razed to the ground.

Within a radius of several hundred meters, it was as if it had been hit by a meteorite, and it was embarrassing.

Lu Chenlong's whole body was full of wildness and violence, and the marks of his fists were faintly visible all over his body, and his abdomen, chest and countless extremely fine blood threads were covered with them, as well as knife marks like sharp blades. In addition to the source of Wu Zheng, most of these scars are caused by the internal qi of the old monk and the old Taoist priest.

Wu Zheng, who was standing directly opposite, was even more embarrassed, his eyebrow bones and frontal bones were cracked, and in the bright red blood, Bai Sensen's bones were exposed, and the blood on his face matched his beardless appearance of Wu Mei looked particularly hideous. The fist marks on his body were deeper and redder, and in some places there were faint collapses.

The old Taoist priest and the old monk stood a little farther away, hitting the dust on their arms, and the thousands of silver filaments on it were sparse at the moment, and there were only a handful.

The old monk not only lost his robe, but even his right eyebrow was missing.

"Master Lu, what happened back then, we didn't target you, you should be able to understand."

"The motivation is not important, the process is not important, and the result is that she died".

"Amitabha, Lord Lu, don't you still understand that your wife was originally a spy they sent to you."

"It's also not important!" Lu Chenlong's voice was calm and indifferent.

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It's a pity that you can reach the true peak of martial arts at a young age."

The old monk clasped his hands together, "I think back then, I played a game of chess with your father, and there was a deep helplessness in and out of the chess, and you disappointed him too much."

Lu Chenlong's eyes were calm and unfazed, "People like you will never be worthy of being compared to him."

The old Taoist priest shook his head with a smile, "Loyalty, more than 20 years have passed, and you are still the same as back then, not listening to persuasion."

"Shameless people are also worthy of talking to me about cooperation."

"Amitabha, you are a person who practices martial arts, you should know that to reach our realm, in addition to talent and chance, you also need a heart of heaven and nature, the old monk I can step into the extreme realm, by no means a person who speaks, if you cooperate with us, I will ensure that your Lu family will restore the prestige of your ancestors and become one of the five major families in Tianjing."

The old Taoist priest nodded and said: "I can also guarantee that you came to Tianjing for this purpose, the love of children is the business of people in the rivers and lakes, and the family with real heritage should see it for thousands of years." We can understand that you were young and vigorous back then, but now that more than 20 years have passed, you should also be sober."

"Hahahaha," Lu Chenlong looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter echoed in the night sky for a long time.

"If there really are gods and Buddhas in the sky, you despicable villains should have cut off their children and grandchildren a long time ago. What a wealthy nobleman, the flies and dogs inside are filthy and filthy, and they eat people in their bones and do not spit out their bones, and a family like yours still expects thousands of generations? It's not that they don't report it, it's just that the time has not yet come."

"Amitabha", the old monk folded his hands and looked compassionate, "Master Lu, you have fallen into the devil."

Lu Chenlong looked at the old monk contemptuously, "If I were a demon, I would slaughter a fake monk and a pseudo-Taoist like you."

The old Taoist priest sighed, "Poor Dao can see that you have reported your mortal heart, but have you ever thought about your son, after you die, where will he go."

The momentum on Lu Chenlong's body slowly rose again, locked on Wu De in front of him, and said loudly: "My son is a man who stands up to the sky, so I don't need to worry about it."

Wu De's bones clattered all over his body, and he had fought until now, from self-confidence to excitement, and then to suffering, which made him understand what it means to have people outside the sky.

As Lu Chenlong's momentum pressed on himself, every muscle cell in his body began to burn, and his momentum also slowly climbed. "What are you doing with so much nonsense with him, kill him"!

"Roar"! With a violent roar, he rushed towards Lu Chenlong with the sound of whirring wind.

However, this punch was empty, and when the momentum climbed to the peak and stepped out, Lu Chenlong instantly retracted his momentum, and the next moment the momentum had locked the old Taoist priest on the right side.

The old Taoist priest frowned, and the moment he sensed the oppression, his feet staggered into the air.

However, the moment he was locked by the momentum, his speed slowed down slightly, and as soon as he jumped into the air, Lu Chenlong came first.

In mid-air, the fist reached his chest with a breathtaking force.

There is no way to borrow strength in the air, there is no way to avoid it, both hands hold the two ends of the whisk and push it out, and the qi in the body is instantly injected into the dust.

The sound of a bell rang out in the night sky, and the gray figure shot like a cannonball into the dense forest.

The old monk had already taken a step and rose into the air, taking the opportunity to slap Lu Chenlong's vest with a palm.

A sword-like internal force broke through the strong muscles and penetrated deep into the muscles and bones.

Falling to the ground with a bang, Wu Zheng hit Lu Chenlong's chest like a fierce beast, pushing Lu Chenlong's body all the way forward.

The power of a punch to open the mountain and crack the stone hit the body, the sound was like a bell, and he frantically exchanged fists with Lu Chenlong, and the moves were all life-for-life fighting.

The old monk wandered outside, saw the stitches, and dismantled the surprise attack.

With three people as the center, they kicked up dust in the mountains and covered the sky.

Lu Chenlong held his breath, resisted Wu Delai's punch, and punched the old monk who approached again.

The old monk held it with one palm, flicked his feet into the air, floated out more than ten meters in the air, and landed on a big tree, his feet stomped slightly on the thick branches, and shot away again like a sharp sword.

Taking advantage of the time difference between the old Taoist priest and the old monk, Lu Chenlong let out an earth-shattering roar, and his forehead resisted Wu De's punch again, and he hugged Wu De with all his strength, and threw Wu De to the ground with all his strength, and the two fell to the ground at the same time, and rolled all the way down the mountain stream in front of the courtyard.

Rolling all the way, thunder rumbled, fists sounded like drums.

When the foreign family reaches this realm, when they encounter a battle, they are not afraid of death.

Every cell in the body is burning, roaring, and bursting with the most powerful force.

The fist frantically smashed on the other party, smashed on the stones, smashed on the trees where it passed, the gravel flew sideways, sparks splashed everywhere, and the big trees broke off one by one, looking from afar, like a long knife cutting off a tree, and like a giant plough ploughing out a huge ravine.

Two wild bodies are intertwined, their teeth intertwined, and everything is fearful.

The stream goes down the mountain, and at the end, a white practice hangs upside down, and the stream falls under the cliff of dozens of meters, forming a magnificent waterfall, which makes a loud noise.

Under the waterfall, the water accumulates all year round, and the cold pool does not know the depth. A suffocating rumble crashed down the cliff and into the bottom of the pool.

In the middle of the pool, a huge whirlpool swirls wildly, and the surrounding water surface is like boiling water, bubbling and bubbling.

There was a low rumbling sound from the bottom of the invisible pool, as if a dragon below could break through the pool at any moment.

Two figures flickered through the forest, floating down from the cliff and landing on the edge of the cold pool.

The old monk habitually reached out and touched the one-foot-long eyebrows, only to find that the right side was empty, and the eyebrows that had been left for seventy or eighty years had long been gone.

"How's it going?

The old Taoist priest straightened his tattered robe, looked at the Buddha dust in his hand that had been bent into a bow, and felt a heartache. This Buddha dust is made of genuine stainless steel, and it took more than a dozen blacksmiths to build it for three years, and it was scrapped with one punch.

"The inner family cultivates the mind, in order to understand the nature of heaven and earth, and the outer family cultivates strength, goes against the sky, and walks the way of killing. Compared to the means of killing, we are still a little short."

The old monk touched the other side and had a little eyebrows, and thought deeply, "The realm is the realm, the strength is the strength, killing is killing the person, it's not the same thing, a big man doesn't dare to kill, no matter how much strength is useless, a child who dares to kill can even kill an adult." Lu Chenlong was born to kill, and he crossed the level and killed all the way back then, and his experience and temperament in killing people were comparable to ordinary people."

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard, "It's really exciting enough, it's calculated that we don't dare to be like water, and we want to solve Wu De first under the water." It's a pity that he's already at the end of his crossbow."

The old monk glanced at the old Taoist priest whose hands were trembling slightly, "It's really okay"?

The old Taoist priest smiled, "If you can't even carry a punch, what's the point of keeping the old bones on my side, it's better to burn them as firewood."

The old monk smiled slightly, his face full of compassion, "Amitabha, since we are here today, there is no choice, if he doesn't die today, you and I want to be idle old guys, I'm afraid they won't be clean until the day they die."

The old Taoist priest secretly adjusted his qi and muttered: "Under the siege of the three of us, if he can survive tonight, then we will live in vain when we are almost four hundred years old."

The cold pool under the moonlight sparkled.

Looking at the pool that was gradually returning to calm, the old monk said lightly: "If he could have injured one of you and me at the beginning, he would still have a chance to escape, and now the Buddha can't save him."

The old Taoist priest subconsciously clenched the dust, "The fist is afraid of being young and strong, and the old man Wu will have to shed his skin if he doesn't die this time."

The old monk said lightly: "Lead the snake out of the hole, lure a few of us out in one go, what do you say they want to do"?

"What else can we do, waiting for us to lose both."

The old monk's eyes closed slightly, "I thought that this battle would be able to completely pull them out, and accidentally pull out a Lu Chenlong."

The old Taoist priest smiled faintly, "Look at the way they look tonight, they won't come."

"Amitabha, I hope they can come and wipe out all these demons and monsters, so that they don't have to worry about it later."

The old Taoist priest rubbed his beard lightly, "Before and after, several major purges have been carried out, and everything that should be swept over the years has been swept away, who else have you missed?"

"Amitabha, no matter who it is, under the light of the Buddha, these ghosts and ghosts will soon have nowhere to hide."