"You two fools, dead people, why don't you come and help me. ”

In a fit of rage, Zhang Dali scolded angrily, waking up the two disciples who were watching the battle.

"Senior Brother Zhang, don't worry, we're here to help you. ”

The two Martial Sect disciples quickly rushed out and joined the battle.

Lu Yu's eyes were slightly cold, his hands opened the bow left and right, the autumn wind rose, the fallen leaves returned, and when he put it and put it away, the force weighing eight thousand catties formed a violent wind, and the two martial sect disciples were also swept into it at once.

"Ahh Hell..."

The two exclaimed, feeling as if they had entered a whirlpool, their bodies swaying back and forth, and they couldn't stand at all.

"Idiot. ”

Zhang Dali scolded, he wanted the two of them to distract Lu Yu's attention and take the opportunity to get out of trouble, but he didn't think that the two of them would also fall in.

Lu Yu's hands swirled, like pushing Tai Chi, the autumn wind swept in his left hand, and the leaves fell in his right hand.

At the beginning, in order to suppress the enemy, Lu Yu exerted the power of the ninth layer.

But as the moves gradually became proficient, the power of Lu Yu's punches also decreased.

In the end, it only took six points of force to play Zhang Dali and the three of them in the palm of his hand.

The three of them stumbled in the whirlpool of Lu Yu's fists, and they were unsteady on their feet.

Every time they attacked Lu Yu, Lu Yu returned with a falling leaf, generating a powerful suction, accelerating the forward rush of the enemy's body, causing the opponent to lose his balance.

After that, Lu Yu rose in the autumn wind, and the punch he released was like an angry wave, directly blasting the three of them out.

This harvest and release are like the ebb and flow of the tide, and with skillful use of force, the enemy is easily defeated.

This is the essence of the first two styles of the sunset boxing method, which can be used together to dial a thousand catties in four or two.

Lu Yu hadn't comprehended the essence of it before, but now the whole person was extremely excited.

Time flies, and a hundred moves pass.

After Lu Yu fully comprehended and skillfully used it, this battle was nearing its end.

Lu Yu's left foot was a little, his body was bent, and the person was like a full bow in mid-air, and it shot out with a snap, like a blade cutting into the defense line of Zhang Dali and the three of them.

"Be careful... Ahh

A disciple roared and screamed, feeling the threat of death, and his physical potential was released in an instant, and a martial spirit appeared above his head.

It was a bobcat, smart and agile, belonging to the yellow level three grades.

Lu Yu's eyes were hot, he was deliberately creating a tense atmosphere, aiming to stimulate the opponent's potential and force out the opponent's martial spirit.

The faint light flashed, and a small grass martial soul appeared above Lu Yu's head, and the soul power line on the second leaf changed at this moment, like a green lightning rising into the air, just hitting the enemy's martial soul.

The lynx let out a silent wail, and the three yellow lines on its forehead indicated that it was a yellow-level third-rank, and after being hit by the soul power line, two of them were forcibly stripped off, causing the bobcat martial soul to drop from the yellow-level third-rank to the yellow-level first-grade.

At the same moment, Lu Yu's fist landed on the other party, directly blasting the person out and falling unconscious.

Lu Yu turned around, took advantage of the momentum, and the whole person was condescending, swooping down, and attacking another Martial Sect disciple.

The man didn't have time to dodge, his face was full of panic and anxiety, his body tensed instantly, and the martial soul sensed the crisis and automatically appeared.

This person's martial soul is a flying bird, and he is currently also a yellow-level third-grade.

Lu Yu swooped down, domineering, the grass martial soul above his head was extremely active, and the soul power line on the second leaf was sent out again, like a green long whip, silently whipped on the head of the flying bird martial soul.

A strange fluctuation of soul power instantly dispersed, and the flying bird martial soul hissed, falling directly from the third rank of the yellow level to the first rank of the yellow level.

Lu Yu blasted it away with a punch, and the man fell into a coma with serious injuries.

Zhang Dali roared wildly, waving his eagle claws with both hands, wanting to take the opportunity to attack and kill Lu Yu, but he pounced.

Zhang Dali was startled, and quickly turned to defend, his eyes full of vigilance.

"How did you avoid it?"

Lu Yu sneered: "Do you think this blow is nine out of ten?"

Zhang Dali's face was gloomy, the current situation was not in his favor, and he was thinking about how to escape.

Lu Yu flashed in, didn't give him any chance, and punched out with his right hand, fast and sharp.

Zhang Dali's eyes were cold, and he suddenly roared, gathered all his strength, and met it with one claw.

Bang!

The fists and claws slammed into each other, and the bones burst.

Zhang Dali let out an earth-shattering cry of pain, his wrist was broken, his five fingers were dripping blood, and the whole person flew out upside down.

Lu Yu followed him like a shadow, and another punch was blasted out, forcing Zhang Dali to hurriedly fight back with his left hand.

"Ahh Hateful..."

Zhang Dali's painful facial features were distorted, the screams like killing pigs resounded through the mountains and forests, and his left hand was also broken by Lu Yu, and his hands became crippled.

Lu Yu did not stop, continued to attack, and broke Zhang Dali's left leg with a kick.

Under the severe pain, Zhang vigorously stimulated his potential, and the martial spirit appeared above his head, which was a black cow, which was a yellow-level third-grade.

Zhang vigorously screamed and jumped on one leg, trying to escape from this place.

Lu Yu looked at Zhang Dali's martial spirit, and a chill appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The grass martial soul was swaying, and the soul power line on the second leaf rose into the air, like a green whip, whipping the black bull's head.

The black bull martial soul trembled, and two of the three yellow lines on his head were extracted, integrated into the soul power line, and were devoured by it.

Zhang Dali's body shook, his eyes turned black, and he fell directly to the ground, feeling a splitting headache and chaotic consciousness.

The Black Bull Martial Spirit drilled into his Divine Soul Acupoint and was lowered to the first rank of the yellow level, and his vitality was greatly injured and he was drowsy.

Lu Yu was in a high mood, and the performance of the soul power line was beyond his imagination, which was very different from what he expected.

As a Holy Soul Heavenly Master, the soul power line in Lu Yu's impression has many magical effects.

For example, helping other people's martial souls heal, replenishing soul power to other people's martial souls, accelerating the growth of the opponent's martial souls, and detoxifying and relieving spells for martial souls.

In addition, the length and strength of the soul power line represent the vitality of one's own martial soul, and the longer and stronger the soul power line, the better the vitality of the martial soul.

If the soul power line suddenly becomes shorter and weaker, it indicates that the martial soul vitality is greatly damaged.

Soul Heavenly Masters with soul power lines are quite rare, and each of them is a genius Tianjiao, definitely at the master level.

Lu Yu had studied this very much in his previous life, and knew that the soul power line could store, absorb, and refine soul power, but he never thought that it could directly devour the other party's soul power.

Devouring is not an unfamiliar word to Soul Heavenly Masters, they generally call it fusion.

However, there are prerequisites for this kind of fusion, and it must be between the same type of martial souls in order to ensure a certain degree of fit, otherwise there will be rejection and it will not succeed.

Like Lu Yu, no matter what kind of martial soul the other party is, he can extract the soul power of the other party and integrate it into the soul power line, which is definitely a demonic thing.

Even the Holy Soul Heavenly Master, Lu Yu felt incredible.

In contemplation, Lu Yu thought of a possibility, that is, Wanfa Pool.

This thing is rare through the ages, smelting ten thousand laws, controlling ten thousand ways, Xiaocao martial soul may have the ability to devour all kinds of martial soul soul power because of its relationship.

Lu Yu looked inwardly and found that the soul power line on the second leaf was about one-third longer than before, and the growth was not very obvious, but it made Lu Yu full of energy and his comprehension improved significantly.

"With ten thousand laws in hand, why be afraid?"

Lu Yu laughed, glanced at Zhang Dali, who had fainted in pain, and left there directly.