"Very rude!"

The cold voice still echoed in the restaurant, and the restaurant was quiet.

Everyone looked different, and the juniors in the restaurant had already hid behind the counter far away, their faces full of horror.

The young man who fell from the second floor before was also stunned at this moment, looking at the shallow and thin figure, with a shocked face.

The young man with the folding fan was not annoyed, but looked at Lu Wu lightly, thinking to himself, could it be that he had provoked the son of a certain family? But among the many young masters he knew, there was no image of this person.

"Who am I, it turned out to be Lu Wu. A sneer came from behind the young man with a folding fan, and a thief-headed and smiling young man stared at Lu Wu downstairs.

"Oh?" the folding fan boy raised his eyebrows, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Zhang Tong, do you recognize this person?"

The young man named Zhang Tong smiled and bowed his head slightly: "This person is a descendant of the Liu family, named Lu Wu." ”

Hearing that it was just a subordinate, the surrounding teenagers laughed in a low voice.

In the depths of the fan-folding fan's eyes, a trace of annoyance brewed.

Hearing that he was just a subordinate, the young man before also sighed slightly, and he felt deep remorse in his heart, only hating why he didn't have the same talent as others, but he was just a waste now.

Hearing the voice upstairs, Lu Wu glanced up, and a hint of banter crossed the corner of his mouth: "Isn't this Zhang Tong? Why, I haven't been beaten for a few years, and now you dare to talk to me like this?"

Hearing this, Zhang Tong's face changed, as if he remembered something bad in the past.

Like Lu Wu, he is also a descendant of the Fan family, and there was a lot of friction between the two in the early years. Lu Wu is stronger than Zhang Tong, and he always fights against Zhang Tong, so that Zhang Tong avoids when he sees Lu Wu.

After so many years, he has already become the scholar of Fan Xinyang, the second son of the Fan family, and his status is incomparable, and with Fan Xinyang, he has also stepped into the path of cultivation, and his strength is refined, which cannot be underestimated.

But deep in his heart, there has always been a scar, as if he was haunted by a demon, and it can't be dissipated for a long time.

That inner demon was the young man standing below.

"Interesting. The young man with a folding fan laughed and looked at Zhang Tong beside him, "Since it is your old friend, then go down and say hello." ”

Zhang Tong suddenly looked happy, responded in a low voice, and slowly walked down the stairs.

Lu Wu looked at Zhang Tong with a smile on his face, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "Zhang Tong, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you are more and more admirable, and you are still smiling when you come down to be beaten?" ”

Hearing Lu Wu's words, Liu Yunli on his side covered his mouth and chuckled, and in an instant, all the young people upstairs felt that the carved galleries and painting walls in this restaurant had lost their color, and the sun, moon and stars were all gloomy!

A young man licked his lips, the fiery color in his eyes was even stronger, and his eyes wandered around Liu Yunli presumptuously.

"It's only the power of the tongue!" Zhang Tong walked down the stairs and stood three feet in front of Lu Wu, with a smile on his face: "After all these years, I am no longer the person I used to be." You're still a descendant of your Liu family, but I've already stepped into the ranks of cultivators, and I'm worlds apart from you!"

Lu Wu raised his eyebrows, took a few steps forward, looked at it carefully, and then said, "I can see that you have become a dog." ”

"You can only use your tongue!" Zhang Tong smiled and moved his joints: "Later, you will kneel in front of me and beg me!"

Lu Wu smiled, looked at Zhang Tong in front of him, and was silent.

"Fan Shao, your Fan family is treated well, just a subordinate, you can enter the mud fetal realm. The sturdy young man who spoke earlier smiled slightly and said.

"It's just some crude method, and it's been granted to him. The young man with the folding fan didn't care and responded lightly.

"I think that boy who doesn't know the height of the sky will suffer. Someone on the side smiled secretly, with an expression of watching the play: "I guess he didn't expect that this Zhang Tong was already a mud tire six refiners." ”

A group of people around him looked at Lu Wu in the field with a sarcastic smile on their faces, their eyes full of disdain.

"It's too late for you to regret it now. Zhang Tong opened his mouth lazily, his eyes were full of faint pity: "Kneel in front of me and call grandpa, how about I let you go?"

Hearing this, Lu Wu glanced at Zhang Tong in surprise, and the corners of his mouth grinned: "You call me grandpa, and I can also let you go." ”

"You are still the same as you were at the beginning, I don't know how thick the sky is!" Zhang Tong laughed fiercely, his eyes revealing a certain crazy color, "Then let grandpa teach you how to behave well!"

Before the words fell, the color in his eyes skyrocketed, his body moved instantly, and he ejected from the spot, his palm stood upright, turned into a palm knife, and slashed out angrily with a rich breath of qi and blood!

Feeling the scorching breath on his face, the smile on the corner of Lu Wu's mouth did not decrease, and he turned sideways slightly, avoiding it.

"Yo, this is a step into the mud fetus. Lu Wu praised, the smile in his eyes became more and more intense, "The mud tire is six refining, it seems that this is also the benefit of being a dog." ”

One hit missed, Zhang Tong's brows furrowed, hearing what Lu Wu said, the inexplicable anger in his heart surged, and the smile at the corner of his mouth converged, turning into a cold killing intent!

The face in front of him, he will never forget in his life, and even became his own nightmare!

He endured all the way, became a cow and a horse all the way, and gave up his self-esteem in exchange for today's achievements.

He practiced hard, and he did not hesitate to be a dog of Fan Xinyang for this reason, just to be able to defeat Lu Wu openly in front of everyone and completely wash away the shame of many years ago!

Thinking of this, he trembled all over, the qi and blood in his body surged, and the Xuan Qi in the dantian qi sea suddenly rioted!

"Lu Wu, you have indeed angered me. Zhang Tong stared at Lu Wu with both eyes, and the color of madness surged in his eyes, "Now, I just want to kill you, it's useless for you to beg for mercy." Go down underground and repent!"

"Whew, whew, whew. He gasped slightly, bloodshot slowly appeared in his eyes, and fine beads of blood oozed from the pores of his body.

Lu Wu frowned and sighed slightly in his heart.

"Lu Wu, the shame I suffered that day will be repaid a hundredfold by you today!"

Zhang Tong burst into a shout, his blood-colored eyes staring at Lu Wu's cheeks, full of hatred and inexplicable pleasure.

His palm was dripping with blood at the moment, and the abnormally boiling and riotous Xuan Qi could be faintly seen swimming under his skin, and the entire palm exuded a scarlet blood-colored glow.

"Ho...... Ho ......" Zhang Tong made a strange sound in his throat, as if someone had stuck his neck.

Zhang Tong's body was boiling with qi and blood, turning into wisps of blood-colored air, which merged into his palm at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lu Wu carefully perceived that Zhang Tong at this moment was full of blood, and it seemed that he had reached the level of the seven refinements of the mud tire.

"Secret method?" he mused.

Everyone sensed Zhang Tong's changes, and was secretly frightened, and secretly looked at the young man in the middle who was wearing a black robe, but found that the latter's face was calm and he didn't say a word.

There is indeed a secret method in martial arts that can make the monk pay a certain price, and the cultivation can skyrocket in a short time.

However, that kind of secret method should at least be cultivated by monks who have stepped over the top of the mountain, and the mud fetus realm is the most critical period for monks to cultivate their paths, focusing on refining their bodies and laying a solid foundation for their future cultivation.

The use of secret methods in the mud fetal realm will cause great harm to oneself, and in serious cases, they may not be able to continue cultivating for the rest of their lives.

He sighed slightly, but it was just a battle of will when he was young, but he didn't expect to become Zhang Tong's inner demon.

Zhang Tong's right palm gradually became crystalline, and a blood-colored halo flowed.

His scarlet eyes stared at Lu Wu, as if he could already imagine the next moment Lu Wu lying in a pool of blood and screaming in a low voice, and suddenly a cruel smile crossed the corner of his mouth.

"Lu Wu, go die!" Zhang Tong grinned, letting out a cold and crazy laugh.

His cold gaze stared at Lu Wu, his body was rioting, and he pulled out a blood-colored afterimage, and his scarlet and crystal palm, accompanied by the thick smell of blood, rushed towards Lu Wu's Heavenly Spirit Gai, and suddenly slashed down!

"Kill Split!"

Seeing this, Liu Yunli wanted to make a move, but saw Lu Wu shake his head and take a step.

Rumble!

In just one step, the wooden floor cracked instantly, sawdust flew, and the entire restaurant seemed to tremble for a moment!

"That's ......" A young man looked at Lu Wu in the center of the first floor with a shocked face.

Lu Wu no longer kept it, the rich qi and blood fluctuations were revealed, and for a while, the five internal organs emitted a faint light, and the skin and flesh of his body exuded a crystal brilliance, and the wind around his body rose spontaneously, and the Xuan Qi in his body surged.

He stood in the middle of the field, calmly looking at Zhang Tong's swooping figure, without joy or sorrow, with a kind of dusty charm.

Sensing the boiling qi and blood gushing out of Lu Wu's body, everyone was shocked.

The young man with the folding fan also squinted, his expression moved slightly, and then he instantly regained his composure, and he couldn't see his joy or anger.

Lu Wu's face was calm, and his white palm gently poked out.

It seems to be to pick the flowers on the branches of the spring moon.

It seems that he wants to pick up the bamboo basket in the pool.

It seems that he wants to sweep away the annoying flies in front of him.

It seems like it all seems long, but it's only a few breaths away.

Zhang Tong's bloody figure approached Lu Wu, and he could almost see the eyelashes above Lu Wu's eyelids.

"You!" his eyes were filled with horror.

He didn't expect that this Lu Wu would also step into the mud fetal realm!

"Die!" he roared, the horror in his eyes slowly faded, and the knife slashed down with a rich blood-colored light!

What about stepping into the mud fetus realm, with Lu Wu at this time, is it possible that he can compare to the blessing of his own secret method?

Thinking of this, Zhang Tong's heart was settled, and an inexplicable joy and morbid carnival instantly filled his mind.

His hand came in an instant, and he could already sense the tips of the hair on the top of Lu Wu's head, and it seemed that the next moment, Lu Wu would be splashing his brain under this rich and bloody palm knife!

"Hahaha, Lu Wu, it's me who wins!" Zhang Tong opened his mouth and spoke wildly.

Feeling the palm wind coming from above his head, breathing in the fishy stench in the air, Lu Wu was full of disgust for no reason.

His body suddenly lowered, and his whole body surged with qi and blood, and he suddenly rioted.

The fluttering palm touched Zhang Tong's lower abdomen.

Suddenly, the blood-colored palm knife stopped just an inch above Lu Wu's head.

Zhang Tong's blood-colored Sen Leng pupils suddenly expanded, and even the blood-colored aura surging all over his body was stagnant!!

At that moment just now, he felt a powerful qi and blood attack from the white palm towards his lower abdomen.

That qi and blood were like giant beasts from the Flood Era, with a trace of fluorescence that seemed to be able to cut the heavens and the earth, and it rampaged through his body, shaking his five internal organs and blood tumbling, and the abdominal muscles were broken inch by inch.

"How, how is it possible!" a heart-rending exclamation came from Zhang Tong's mouth, full of incredulity.

Zhang Tong instantly felt a sweet throat.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of fishy blood mist erupted from Zhang Tong's mouth.

The rich qi and blood surging around Zhang Tong's body instantly withered, and his cultivation fell all the way, and even slipped through the six refinements of the mud tire, and it didn't stop.

Because of Lu Wu's palm, Zhang Tong's blood was defeated.

Eventually, the intense side effects of the secret method began to show.

Zhang Tong's body fell weakly, his face was pale, and he no longer had the color of blood before, and he passed out.

Before falling asleep, Zhang Tong looked at Lu Wu's calm face, his eyes were full of confusion and incomprehension, as well as strong hatred.

The crowd looked intently.

Lu Wu in the field bent his legs slightly, his white palms were still held in the air, and the fluctuations of qi and blood in his body gradually calmed down.

Finally, he slowly lowered his palm, straightened up, and patted the dust off his shirt.

"Seven refinements of the mud tire?" a low exclamation sounded.

"How can a descendant of the Liu family be?" someone spoke harshly, and his expression was full of disbelief.

The Seven Refinements of the Mud Fetus, placed in the major families, can already be regarded as elite disciples, and the Liu family has reached such a cultivation level by a mere descendant!

There was silence in the restaurant.

Among the people watching the play on the second floor, some people swallowed deeply, looked at the battle situation in the field, and were slightly stunned.

Liu Yunli looked at the slightly thin figure in front of her, her small mouth was open and round, as if she had only met this young man for the first time.

When he is quiet, he seems to be a harmless boy who is harmless to humans and animals.

When it moves, it is like a thunderclap that shakes the world.

The previous Mu Ne boy also looked at the figure in the field blankly, looking stunned.

"Mud tire seven refining ......" A bead hidden in the sleeve of the folding fan boy lit up at the moment when Zhang Tong's qi and blood collapsed.

He unconsciously shook the beads in his hand.

The young man with the folding fan stared at the young man downstairs, and Zhang Tong, who was unconscious in a pool of blood, and said coldly: "Waste." ”

The young men around heard the anger between the words of the young man with the folding fan, and they all silenced, not daring to say more, for fear of angering the young man.

Lu Wu raised his head, looked directly at the young man with a folding fan in the crowd, and tilted his head: "Your invitation is too light, our young lady is too lazy to accept it." ”

"Huh. The young man laughed angrily and said softly, "Do you know what you're doing?"

Lu Wu chuckled lightly and asked instead of answering: "Then do you know what you are doing?"

"Oh?" the young man raised his eyebrows, only to hear the cold voice of the young man in the field suddenly sounded:

"You, touched my scales!"