The reason why Wo Lunsheng's move made Lu Yao suffer a secret loss was because there was a layer of stamina implied in his move, Lu Yao was caught off guard by the layer of immortal power gushing out from behind him, and he only felt that his throat was sweet, if he hadn't reacted quickly enough, maybe this mouthful of reverse blood would have spurted out on the spot.

The master made a move, and he took the lead in one move, so he naturally didn't want to miss this great situation, Lu Yao retreated several steps in a row, wanting to alleviate the impact of this contest on him, but how could Wo Lunsheng give him this opportunity, like a dog skin plaster, it instantly stuck up again.

Wo Lunsheng had the upper hand, and the corners of his mouth also showed a hint of a smile, but that smile was not kind, but with contempt and arrogance, at this time, Wo Lunsheng really showed his devilish face, and the previous ones were all disguises, giving Lu Yao an illusion.

This time, Wo Lunsheng's attack was still very strange, it could be described as a strange move, and Han Izuyun, Han Wanyun and the others on the side were also very ugly and frightened.

This time the incident started because of Han Wanyun, but Han Wanyun also knew that he didn't have this ability, not so much that Han Wanyun made a game for Wo Lunsheng, but not as much as making a game for Wo Lunsheng and Lu Yao, although Lu Yao never said it, and Han Wanyun didn't mention it, but Han Wanyun still felt guilty in his heart.

At this time, seeing that Lu Yao was completely passive, Han Wanyun clenched his fists, his nails were cut into the flesh, and a trace of blood flowed down his arm. Although Han Izumo saw it, he didn't say anything, because he didn't know what he could say or what to say.

Han Wanyun has been cultivating for half his life, he can't get rid of the demon obstacle in his heart, Wo Lunsheng is the root of that demon obstacle, Han Izuyun, as an elder brother, doesn't want to see his younger brother like this, but he also disagrees with Han Wanyun's approach this time.

But what can he do, and what can he do?

People's selfishness is innate, and even if it is an enlightened monk, no one can be completely selfless, let alone a brother.

Lu Yao was completely passive at this time, but he didn't panic at all, because it was this wave of strange tricks of Wo Lunsheng that made him gradually comprehend some things in the booklet that he had not been able to understand, and he was sure that he would not be defeated by Wo Lunsheng for a while, but he boldly began to try.

Although Lu Yao seemed a little embarrassed, and occasionally a little hurried, but Wo Lunsheng was not much better, and the shock in his heart was no less than Lu Yao, or more.

Uncle Zambu is right, Wo Lunsheng's skills are all learned from the booklet, if it weren't for the original Uncle Zanbu who took the booklet back with his magical powers, maybe today's Wo Lunsheng can replace Uncle Zanbu to become an invincible person in Tibet, this time the reason why Wo Lunsheng chose to challenge Lu Yao is precisely because he fell in love with Lu Yao's Zhutian Sword, and at the same time, he also saw his future behind the Zhutian Sword.

The so-called beauty with heroes, the sword to the hero, although Lu Yao could not give up the Zhutian Sword, but Wo Lunsheng had enough confidence to get the Zhutian Sword before he came, and at the same time, he also planned his future, in his mind, got the Zhutian Sword, he was like a tiger with wings, and with the sword, he had the courage to go and fight with Uncle Zambu.

However, he never imagined that Lu Yao, a young man, would be so tricky, except for the last move he learned from the booklet, which was also the most terrifying basis, he had almost used it all over, but he still couldn't help Lu Yao, and he was inevitably anxious.

"Who the hell is this kid descended from, so difficult to deal with?" The more he fought, the more frightened he became, and he seemed to regret that he had left the Tibetan border so recklessly.

Against the enemy, you need to pay attention to the right time, place and people, now compared with Lu Yao, the most disadvantaged thing is the location, if you are in Tibet at this time, you will feel that this battle will have a few more chances of winning.

"You've done your best, isn't it my turn now!"

Just when a trace of distraction arose in Wo Lunsheng's heart, suddenly, Lu Yao's voice came into his ears, and before he could react, Lu Yao was already drawing a scoop with a gourd and giving him a blow with the same move as him.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Lu Yao's blow worked, and he also used that move like an inch, and he knocked Wo Lunsheng back dozens of steps with one punch.

"You!" Wollensheng's face was ugly, and he only said the word "you", and he almost didn't suppress the mouthful of blood that came up.

"Well, are you familiar with this trick?" Lu Yao sneered and asked.

"How do you know my kung fu, who taught you the hell?" Wo Lunsheng controlled the reverse blood, looked at Lu Yao coldly, and asked with a stomach full of doubts.

When Worlunsheng saw Lu Yao use this move, his first reaction was to think of Uncle Zambu, but he soon made him deny it, because although he knew that Lu Yao had gone to Tibet to find Uncle Zambu, he definitely didn't believe that Lu Yao's moves were taught by Uncle Zambu, because he knew more about Uncle Zambu's situation, not to mention whether Uncle Zambu himself had realized the kung fu in the booklet, even if he did, he would never teach it to Lu Yao.

Because one night many years ago, there was an earth-shattering battle in the Wild Wolf Valley on the Tibetan side, when almost all of the great disciples of Wolunsheng died at the hands of Uncle Zambu, and he himself finally used some shady means to force Uncle Zambu to swear a poisonous oath.

This poisonous oath is Uncle Zanbu's promise to Wo Lunsheng that from now on, he will never interfere in the affairs of the Tibetan border martial arts, let alone teach his martial arts to people outside the Tibetan border.

At the same time, it was also on that night that Uncle Zambu lost a pair of his eyes, and exchanged a poisonous oath and bloody price for Wolunsheng's thirty years of silence in Tibet. In the past 30 years, Wolunsheng stayed alone in the secret room of the Tibetan Border Hall, except for eating and sleeping, he never stepped out of the Tibetan Border Hall.

A few days ago, Wollunsheng's thirty-year covenant had just ended.

Han Wanyun didn't know these things, but in the dark it seemed as if all this had been arranged, Han Wanyun had been planning for a long time, waiting for a long time, and when he implemented his plan, it happened to be the end of the thirty-year covenant of Wo Lunsheng, if it was in the past, even if Han Wanyun used any means, Wo Lunsheng would not leave the Tibetan Border Hall.

Worunsheng looked at Lu Yao's cold smile, and he also felt a feeling in his heart, could this be the will of heaven?

Uncle Zambu, have you already arranged all this?

Lu Yao, are you a chess piece set by Uncle Zambu?

He doesn't want to trust anyone, but he always likes to be suspicious, always thinking that everything is inevitable from his palm, but he always encounters all kinds of variables, at this time, Lu Yao is the biggest variable he has encountered after thirty years.

"What, scared?" Lu Yao saw that Wo Lunsheng's expression was uncertain, and said with a sneer: "This is just the beginning, you are afraid, haha!" ”

This sneer, like a steel knife, was deeply inserted into Wo Lunsheng's heart, although he had to accept it, it was absolutely difficult to accept.

"Young man, not everything in this world is as you wish, you think you are in control of everything, but in fact you can't control anything, today, I will let you deeply understand this truth!" Wo Lun snorted coldly and said.

When the words fell, his demeanor began to become extremely serious, and a faint black qi flooded from him, and in the blink of an eye, the black qi became pitch black as ink, permeating, enveloping the position where he and Lu Yao were standing.