Although he successfully shattered the shadow blade like a maggot attached to the bone, this did not mean that the crisis encountered by Lu Menglin had been resolved.

I only felt that my body was tight, as if the air around him had turned into glue, and Lu Menglin suddenly had the illusion that he had become a small insect that had been caught in the net.

However, he quickly shook his head vigorously, guessing that this was not the real situation, but that his consciousness was being affected by some powerful idea.

While silently reciting the "True Martial Giant Technique" in his heart, Lu Menglin suddenly raised his head, and an incomparably bright smile appeared on his face.

Although he didn't understand the changes in the skills of mental power, he knew that his divine sense was powerful!

As long as he is stronger than his divine sense, Lu Menglin definitely doesn't believe that he will lose to anyone!

According to Ash, his mental power has reached dozens of times that of ordinary people, how can ordinary human players be so much comparable?

Sure enough, the apostle who used the spiritual power barrier to block the bullet before, after driving the spiritual power and Lu Menglin's divine sense to fight fiercely, his face suddenly turned extremely pale.

He originally wanted to directly use the spiritual barrier to affect the other party's perception and make it make a wrong judgment, but he didn't know that the other party's spiritual power was extremely strong, and he couldn't shake it at all.

As a result, the apostle's feet were weak, and he fell headlong into it.

In the way of the other, return the body of the other. He failed to shake Lu Menglin's spirit, so he had to bear this backlash by himself, and now it was his turn to be trapped in the glue and he couldn't get out.

"He's strong-willed, and he's dealing with him with his magic tricks!" the big head shouted as if he had seen some clues.

Before the words fell, a fire dragon suddenly appeared, opened its teeth and danced its claws, turned into a line of fire, full of heat, and rushed straight towards Lu Menglin.

The eight-car master on the side was too startled, and the old nun was unequivocal, and the sword went up.

She didn't know if the other party was using illusion or something else, and she didn't care if this fire dragon was real or not, she only had a three-foot Qingfeng in her hand, and she could break it with a sword.

An incomparable sword aura rose into the sky, like a cold moonlight, shining on the earth, and it was surrounded by all beings, but it was cold and unparalleled, and it did not expect anything in return.

This sword aura, which was born with a chilling chill, hit the fire dragon head-on.

Cold and hot, two energies of different natures collided in a decisive manner.

In an instant, the lively fire dragon was cut in half by the sword qi, and most of the flames on its body were instantly extinguished, becoming weak and weak, as if it had been cowardly.

After the sword qi slashed out the flames, the remaining momentum did not change, and it still stabbed in the direction of the twelve apostles.

A sword shape half the size of a table top appeared in the void, stabbing straight through.

Brolong also smiled and looked at the sword qi that stabbed in the chest, and did not move, until the sword qi arrived in front of him, he puffed out his cheeks and blew it out in one breath.

His breath was like a white rainbow running through the sun, condensing but not dissipating, and he actually blew a white mark in the void, and collided head-on with the sword intent of the Eight Cars Master.

Peng! The sword qi was blown away by him in one breath, and it dissolved into nothingness.

An expression of disbelief first appeared on the face of the Eight Carriage Master, and then this expression became more and more solemn.

The sword qi just now, there was no silent thunder, although the sword shape was not obvious, but the sword intent in it was unparalleled, it was the accumulation of the eight car masters' lifelong skills, so they could only use a sword

Slay the fire dragon.

Her original intention was to use this sword to take Lu Menglin by surprise and eradicate the strongest enemy, but she didn't know that the other party only blew a breath and defeated her sword intent.

The strength is so terrifying that it has far exceeded the estimation of the Eight Cars Master, and it is no wonder that she shows that almost desperate look.

With the Eighth Driver's understanding of Lu Menglin, she didn't think that Lu Menglin had enough strength to defeat the other party, and when she encountered that kind of monster, she shouldn't even have the slightest chance of winning.

At this moment, the ground under the feet of the Eight Cars Master suddenly rose up, almost making her feet unstable.

Then, a giant arm composed of earth, sand and gravel drilled out of the soil, pinched his fingers into a fist, turned into a fist bigger than a sand bowl, and slammed into the waist of the eight-car master.

The strength of this giant fist is amazing, and the eight-car master has just consumed the strength of the sword, and the next game is unstable, and he was blown away by the opponent's punch, fell to the ground, and was embarrassed.

As soon as he saw that the Eighth Coach Master was attacked, Lu Menglin immediately became angry.

"Dare to hurt my eighth aunt!Are you all looking for death?" Lu Menglin roared angrily, bent down and shot at the Twelve Apostles like an arrow from the string.

"No! don't go over!" Although the eight-car master was injured and fell to the ground, his eyesight was still there, and when he saw Lu Menglin going crazy for himself, he hurriedly stopped him.

Under normal circumstances, when a martial artist encounters such a fickle transcendent, he should indeed find a way to fight in close combat, but the other party is not one, but a group, and there are those who surpass Lu Menglin in force, rushing over to fight in close combat, isn't that looking for death?

Seeing that Lu Menglin actually took the initiative to rush over, the twelve apostles invariably smiled.

Obviously, they are laughing at this kid for not measuring his own strength and digging his own way to death!

"I'm coming!" Among the twelve apostles, a figure stepped out of the crowd and strode towards Lu Menglin.

Sure enough, it's Tu Murmuring again!

This martial artist-turned-apostle seems to like to fight against Lu Menglin very much, and his strength is already extremely strong, and others are happy to see him contribute, and they have no objection to this.

In an instant, Lu Menglin and Tu Xiaomu fought again.

The two of them exchanged fists and feet, their energy staggered vertically and horizontally, and a series of explosions sounded in mid-air.

Tu Xiao's punch was heavier than the other, like an angry sea, and Lu Menglin retreated again and again.

"Boy, get out of the way! you can't kill them. While Tu Xiaoxiao punched Lu Menglin away, he sent the sound to the other party's ears with the kung fu of transmitting the sound into the secret.

"I won't escape! this is my territory!" Lu Menglin raised his arm, blocked Tu Xiao's heavy punch, and said in a low voice.

"Then you will die! Just let me kill you!" Tu Xiao said angrily, and the strength in his hand was three points heavier.

"You're a little bit close! You can't!"

Lu Menglin raised his knee and blocked Tu Xiao's leg sweep, and under the energetic blow, the two of them took half a step back at the same time.

"Say I can't do it, you look for death! Dare to say that Lao Tzu can't do it! Shoot you to death!" Tu Xiaomu was furious, his palms were slapped out, and his ten fingers were like hooks.

This hook used enough strength, and the strength in Tu Xiao's body exploded violently, and the power enveloped the four fields, making someone unavoidable, unable to escape.

The eight-car master on the side was too eye-catching, of course, he knew the power of this slap and hook, and his face suddenly changed drastically

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Lu Menglin was not afraid, he turned slightly to the side, waved out one arm, and met Tu Xiao's attack head-on.

He used one arm to deal with Tu Xiao's full force blow, and this move was simply an act of seeking death in the eyes of everyone!

Tu Xiaoxiao is a veteran secret medicine venerable, after becoming an apostle, his strength has reached a higher level, although he is only ranked third among the twelve apostles, but many people secretly believe that he is a super master second only to Bro Longye, and his real combat power is only stronger than the black frame.

In an instant, the fists and claws of the two slammed together again.

An invisible, intense shockwave erupted in all directions, centered on the fists and claws of the two men.

The wind is like a knife, blowing in the face!

One of the twelve apostles immediately opened the spiritual barrier, which was able to block the power of the aftermath.

It is difficult to draw the skin of the tiger and the bones, and you don't know the face but not the heart!

Words can be false, but actions are hard to hide.

Lu Menglin has this strange feeling, although Tu Xiao is full of shouting and shouting to kill, and he seems to be ruthless, but under his fierce attack, there is still a lack of murderous intent, and it seems that he just wants to let himself retreat and drive people away.

It's a very subtle feeling that only two people who are actually fighting each other know it.

"Offended!" Lu Menglin's heart moved slightly, knowing that there was no need to test it anymore, he immediately made a decision.

Suddenly, while Lu Menglin exhaled and raised his voice, he stimulated the acupuncture points with Dan Jin, and his entire arm instantly turned into a pitch-black and hideous ghost god arm, and his power increased greatly.

Tu Xiaomu didn't notice it for a while, only to feel that the force coming from his fist suddenly increased tenfold, and his face was suddenly full of shock, and he couldn't believe what he had encountered.

Dan Jin spit lightly along the ghost god's arm, and directly swung Tu Xiao's fist, causing him to open the door wide.

Taking advantage of this rare gap, Lu Menglin probed his claw into his arms expressionlessly, and slapped one claw on Tu Xiao's chest.

Tu Xiao's chest was full of strength, desperately resisting the other party's Dan Jin invasion of the body, but the quality of the two sides was different, under the bombardment of Dan Jin, Tu Xiao's strength defense was like a bamboo, and it collapsed for thousands of miles.

Under the explosion of energy, Tu Xiao's whole person was like a kite with a broken string, and was blown away for seven or eight meters, and then he fell heavily to the ground, extremely embarrassed.

The clothes on his chest were in tatters, and a bruise-purple claw mark appeared on his chest, which looked like he was not lightly injured.

Tu Xiao's face suddenly turned blue for a while, and then turned pale.

He hurriedly took out a secret medicine, opened his mouth and swallowed it, and his face eased slightly.

Seeing Tu Xiao's defeat, the faces of the other eleven Venerable Apostles were all a little surprised.

It's just that everyone's looks are different.

When the black frame saw Tu Xiao's defeat, his face was suddenly gloomy, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was reestimating Lu Menglin's combat power.

However, the tension on his face was seven points true and three points false, and there was a sense of relief hidden between his eyebrows.

It seems that Tu Xiaoxiao lost to Lu Menglin, but he was more relaxed.

But Brolon's expression was diametrically opposed to the black frame, he didn't care about Tu Xiao's victory or defeat at all, but instead exuded a certain excitement to try, as if he felt that he should be happy to find a powerful opponent.