Chapter 138: Lao Lu's changes are too terrifying

When the colorful tiger pounced in front of Han Bing, Han Bing's fist slammed straight into the face of the colorful tiger.

There was a thud, and the cold fist slammed into the door of the colorful tiger's face.

The colorful tiger was beaten out dozens of feet away by the ice. Blood was scattered all over the ground. The colorful tiger was killed on the spot.

Lao Lu held a big knife in his hand and glared at the cold ice.

Han Bing looked at Lao Lu with a sneer.

Lao Lu had gone berserk to the extreme, and his body had grown dramatically in the fury.

Han Bing was shocked, he stepped back, raised his face, and looked at Lao Lu. Lao Lu snapped the big knife in his hand, then crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into his mouth.

Han Bing was stunned.

Lao Lu chewed the big knife in a big gulp, and iron filings fell from the corners of his mouth.

How wide Han Bing's eyes were, he couldn't believe his eyes.

What's going on? Is it a nightmare? The intense pain tells Han Bing that this is not a nightmare, but a living reality.

Lao Lu chewed the big knife, then lowered his head and slammed it towards the ice.

A cloud of jet-black iron filings slammed into the ice.

The cold ice did not dodge, and it was not easy to dodge such a large puddle of iron sand.

A large puddle of iron sand, with a strong air current, rushed straight towards the icy front door.

The Ice Aura was released, forming a powerful protective layer around him.

This large canopy of iron sand was blocked out by the powerful spiritual power barrier of the cold ice.

A large pile of iron sand fell to the ground, piling up in a thick pile.

Lao Lu's move failed, and his punch with a big punch slammed down.

A huge fist like a sandbag, with a strong wind, smashed straight into the top of the icy head.

The current Lao Lu is five cold ice tall at least tall, and seven cold ice big at least the big guy. In front of Lao Lu, cold ice is a negligible little point.

Lao Lu's fist smashed straight into the top of the cold ice's head.

Although the fist was big and the speed was fast, Han Bing was not worried, because he couldn't feel Lao Lu's spiritual power. Without the assistance of spiritual power, it is impossible to break the barrier of icy spiritual power by relying on brute force alone.

If Lao Lu's punch hit the strong spiritual power barrier of cold ice, his meat hands would be shattered by the powerful spiritual power rebound.

Boom...... Boom......

Old Luna's sandbag-sized fist slammed into the icy spiritual power barrier, making a deafening roar.

The icy spiritual power barrier was broken up by Lao Lu's punch.

After Lao Lu's punch broke the icy spiritual power barrier, the remaining strength was still not gone.

The remaining force of this punch had all hit the cold chest.

The cold ice didn't have time to bring in spiritual power to resist, and he didn't have time to dodge. This change is really unexpected.

Han Bing's spiritual power cultivation has reached the seventh level of the Venerable Spirit Realm. The spiritual power cultivation of the seventh level of the Spirit Realm is definitely a perverted existence in the Demon Continent. The old Lu of the Ethereal Continent has no spiritual power to cultivate at all. An old Lu who had no spiritual power cultivation was able to break up the spiritual power barrier of a strong person who had reached the seventh level of the Spirit Realm with one punch. This was impossible, but this impossible thing happened to Han Bing.

Lao Lu's punch not only broke up the cold ice's spiritual power barrier, but also hit the cold ice's chest hard.

There was a muffled thud.

The icy body floated down in the dark space like a kite with a broken string.

The dwarf King of the Dark Elves watched Han Bing being punched out by Lao Lu, and there was no surprise on his face.

The ice was knocked out, and his body fell heavily to the ground, smashing the ground into a large hole.

Lao Lu's punch was so terrifying that he could knock the ice away with all his remaining strength.

After all, Han Bing is a cultivator whose spiritual power has reached the seventh level of the Venerable Spirit Realm, although he was beaten out by Lao Lu, before he landed, he had released his spiritual power and protected himself. Even so, the strong impact force still made Han Bing spit out two mouthfuls of blood. If there is no spiritual power to protect the body, this collision, the small life of Han Bing will be reimbursed.

Lao Lu's anger did not subside, he clenched his fist the size of a sandbag, and glared at Han Bing fiercely. This cold ice not only killed Xiao Nuanzi, but also killed his mount, the colorful tiger.

Lao Lu only felt that his head was swollen, and a huge force in his body was hitting his limbs. This mysterious power, the power is too strong, with the help of Lao Lu's body, he can easily defeat Han Bing. This mysterious power can defeat a master whose spiritual power has reached the seventh level of the Venerable Spirit Realm, which is indeed terrifying.

Han Bing had already crawled up, he wiped a handful of blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and glared at Lao Lu fiercely. He really couldn't figure out how a guy with no spiritual power cultivation could have such a strong attack power. Just now, the dwarf King of the Dark Elves hit one of Lao Lu's acupuncture points with a small stone. Han Bing still remembers it clearly. After that small stone hit Lao Lu, this Lao Lu gradually became terrifying. What acupuncture point did the little stone of the dwarf king of the dark elves hit Lao Lu? Why did the whole person change when he hit that god position? Could it be that all these changes of Lao Lu have something to do with the king of the dwarfs and dark elves? The king of the dwarfs and dark elves has already accepted himself as an apprentice, so why should he harm himself? A series of questions flashed through Han Bing's mind.

The dwarf, the king of the dark elves, looked at the ice.

Thinking like this, Han Bing's eyes involuntarily looked towards the dwarf King of the Dark Elves. When Ice's eyes met the eyes of the dwarf Dark Elf, Ice immediately lowered his head, and his heart pounded. If this dwarf king of the dark elves wants to kill him, this time, he will be dead.

Lao Lu had already strode towards the cold ice. He leaned down and looked coldly at the ice.

Han Bing also looked up at Lao Lu.

Lao Lu suddenly laughed: "You are not my opponent at all, if you continue to fight, you will die." ”

Han Bing sneered: "It's not an opponent, I have to fight too." If I don't fight, I'm afraid there will be no hope anymore. ”

Lao Lu sneered: "If you don't fight, maybe you can still live." If you do, you won't have any chance of winning. ”

Han Bing smiled bitterly: "People call me General Han. He suddenly raised his head, glared at Lao Lu fiercely, and sneered: "Have you ever heard of a general who is afraid of death?"

Lao Lu said: "I have seen a lot of generals who are afraid of death." It doesn't hurt to see one more. ”

Han Bing sneered: "If I were afraid of death, I'm afraid I would have fled a long time ago." ”

Lao Lu sneered: "You are a smart person, so you definitely won't run." ”

Han Bing sighed and said, "If a smart person doesn't run, do you have to sit and wait for death?"

Lao Lu sneered, and suddenly said, "Even if you want to escape, it is impossible to walk in front of everyone." ”

Han Bing sighed and said, "It's only my master and you here, how can anyone see it?"