Ling Bing was broken into the dantian and had already passed out, and this duel, without exception, was won by Lu Ziyu.

This duel is so exciting, it is impossible to describe it in words, and there are several major turns in a row, so that people can't estimate how unpredictable the final direction of the battle is!

Whether it was a disciple of the Divine Fist Sect or a disciple of the Extreme Dao Immortal Sect, they all looked at Lu Ziyu with their different eyes at this moment, before that, many people were still unfamiliar with this young man named Lu Ziyu, but now, Lu Ziyu's name has been remembered by everyone present.

Once upon a time, people would be full of disdain when they mentioned the disciples of the outer sect, they thought that this was the lowest disciple of the Extreme Dao Immortal Sect, and they were also surprised that Lu Ziyu would provoke the disciples of the Divine Fist Sect, which was simply self-defeating.

But now that they saw Lu Ziyu's performance, almost everyone was dumbfounded and amazed.

Who would have thought that in the heart of this seemingly young disciple, there would be such a strong heart, and he would rather die than surrender until he fought to the last drop of blood.

Lu Ziyu became the focus of everyone, but Lu Ziyu felt it, and a very strange feeling emerged in his heart, and the scenery in front of him suddenly began to change, from a normal color, to a blood color.

Lu Ziyu shook violently, almost falling, but he still held on to a tree and supported his body, he looked ahead, and the feeling in his heart gradually turned into longing, and the black arm behind his back couldn't be taken back no matter what.

"It's not good......" Lu Ziyu snorted, only feeling that there was some strength that wanted to break through his body.

Whew......

Lu Ziyu gasped heavily, the tattoos on his body expanded again, almost covering his upper body, the weird tattoos, at this time, looked so weird, Dragon Slayer and Song He's eyes widened at the same time, because they felt a familiar aura.

The breath of the beast god......

Lu Ziyu shook his head and tried his best to calm himself down.

Ou Jinjin stepped forward to help Ling Bing, who was already unconscious at this time, like a puddle of mud on the ground.

Seeing Ling Bing, who was so embarrassed and had dispersed his whole body cultivation, Ou Jin Jin was angry, and shouted at Lu Ziyu: "You dispersed his cultivation, do you know what it means for a monk to lose his cultivation?" ”

"In the ring, casualties are inevitable, are you going to settle accounts with me?" Lu Ziyu had no intention of giving in.

"Stinky boy!" Ou Jinjin grabbed Lu Ziyu's shoulder and said viciously, "You are slapping our Divine Fist in the face!" ”

"The cultivation of a monk is so important, those villagers who were mutilated by you are more than innocent?" Lu Ziyu glanced at him coldly and said.

Hearing this, Ou Jinjin was taken aback and immediately said, "What are you talking about?" ”

"Lihua Village, those dozens of lives." Lu Ziyu said, "As a Divine Fist Sect, one of the five major sects, he actually killed a group of people who were powerless!" ”

Lu Ziyu's voice was loud and loud, and immediately let the surrounding disciples hear it really well, and Song He said to his wife: "Pear Flower Village? Isn't it Ziyu's hometown?! What did you do to that village? ”

Mrs. Ling didn't expect that Lu Ziyu would know about this matter, and at this time, the people of the Extreme Dao Immortal Sect also looked over, and the Seventh Elder Qin Shousheng said, "Is there really such a thing? The dignified fist of God actually attacked a group of innocent people? ”

When Ou Jinjin was told of the pain, he immediately became angry: "Boy, don't be a fool, that's the work of the bandits!" Have something to do with us?! ”

Lu Ziyu laughed: "Bandit? I think when we passed through Lihua Village, those bandits had already been wiped out, how could there still be bandits? And if all the people in a village die tragically for no reason, shouldn't you have an explanation? ”

Ou Jin Jinxin said that this matter could not be done, after all, it was he and others who quietly eliminated those stubborn villagers, and if this matter spread, it would discredit the Divine Fist Gate a lot.

And now that Lu Ziyu is seriously injured, it is better to give him a ride himself, anyway, the duel is over, he can be said to be Lu Ziyu's old injury!

Thinking of this, Ou Jinjin put a hand on Lu Ziyu's shoulder: "At a young age, you know that you are so bold!" ”

As he spoke, Ou Jinjin's aura had already been injected into Lu Ziyu's body, as long as the spirit body was filled with Lu Ziyu's eight veins, when the time came, he could directly shake Lu Ziyu into a waste! At the moment, Mrs. Ling is furious because of her nephew's death, if Lu Ziyu is also half-dead, Mrs. Ling should be able to explain a little better, and she may be able to get Mrs. Ling's reward!

So Ou Jinjin increased the output of aura, and Lu Ziyu also felt that this foreign aura began to invade his body from the outside, he opened his eyes angrily, and was about to resist, but unexpectedly, the other party's palm seemed to suck his shoulder, and he couldn't shake it off no matter what!

At this time, there was already a tyrannical force brewing in Lu Ziyu's body, and this foreign aura, like a catalyst, completely detonated the power that Lu Ziyu suppressed!

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Lu Ziyu, only to see that these tattoos began to expand again, this time completely dyeing every inch of skin on his body black, and Lu Ziyu's appearance also surprised everyone present.

I saw a pair of arms appear again behind Lu Ziyu, and there were already four arms at this time: "Let go!" I can't hold it anymore! ”

"Humph!" Ou Jinjin didn't care about Lu Ziyu's feelings, thinking that Lu Ziyu was begging for mercy, and directly increased the output of aura.

And in front of Lu Ziyu's eyes, that blood-colored brilliance suddenly appeared again, his consciousness began to blur, and a very ancient voice began to appear in his ears.

Lu Ziyu's hands hung down weakly, his consciousness finally couldn't hold on, and he fainted, but his body had not yet fallen.

"I can't kill you yet." Ou Jinjin glanced at Lu Ziyu coldly, "But wait until next time, this Dharma Protector will personally slash you!" ”

With that, Ou Jinjin let go of Lu Ziyu and prepared to turn around and leave.

But the moment he turned around, Lu Ziyu's black arm suddenly grabbed Ou Jinjin's head, and a hoarse, vicissitudes, and terrifying voice appeared behind Ou Jinjin: "You look delicious." ”

Ou Jinjin's body trembled, he felt frightened, I don't know why, after hearing this voice, it seemed that his soul began to tremble, and he slowly looked at Lu Ziyu.

But at this time, Lu Ziyu had completely changed his appearance, he was pitch black, his eyes had been completely filled with blood, Lu Ziyu grinned, I don't know when it started, Lu Ziyu's teeth turned into a sharp fang.

"Let's play together."

The powerful pressure, like a sea of mountains, filled the sky and the earth, whether it was the Dragon Slayer Master Tai or Song He, they all took a deep breath of cold air.