Chapter Ninety-Three: Broken!

"You are the Holy Ancestor bloodline?!"

Yellowbeard asked in a deep voice, but Lu Yu'an didn't pay attention to it, it was impossible to kill this person with a black knife, because her physical strength would inevitably be exhausted before the other party could bear it.

"Monomer against a strong enemy, this black knife is really chicken at the moment..."

Lu Yu'an thrust the black knife into the ground, and Zhang Ye also felt that he should teach Lu Yu'an a new set of martial arts, which was specially used to make knives.

"If you can survive this time safely..."

Yellowbeard saw Lu Yu'an throw the knife, twisted his neck, and clenched his fists with both hands, and took a deep breath:

"The Six Holy Bodies are about to be born, it seems that you are either a Fusang Divine Body or a Chaos Battle Body... It's a pity that today I met the old..."

"Noise!"

Lu Yu'an remembered that Zhang Ye had said that "the villain died from talking too much", and when he heard the yellow beard's body, he suddenly felt that he had won half of the battle, and his confidence was greatly increased.

So, without waiting for Yellowbeard to finish speaking, she punched him, and Yellowbeard frowned, and immediately leaned out a left hand shrouded in white mist.

The golden light on Lu Yu'an's body swept away along his right arm, like an angry lion burning golden flames rushing out of it, and it was hard together with the calm palm of the yellow beard.

Boom!

The spiritual power fluctuations visible to the naked eye were mixed with brilliant golden rays, and swept away like a storm from the place where the two fists and palms met, and the ground was actually torn out dozens of shallow ravines.

This punch was blocked by Yellowbeard lightly, Lu Yu'an shook his fist, and when he looked down, he saw that the tiger's mouth had already broken a hole!

But after Yellowbeard slid his left foot back, he was even more surprised than Lu Yu'an, because he didn't hear the expected sound of his finger bones shattering.

"Is this pure Holy Ancestor bloodline power..."

Two amazing spiritual powers and bloodline powers swept wildly together, and the yellowbeard's complexion changed at this time, and he finally understood why Lu Yu'an had never used spiritual power.

Because you don't need to!

"The little girl is not very young but has come to this point, either there is someone behind her or the opportunity is really good..."

I think that when the Infinite Sect Hegemony first came out, both of them sent people to congratulate and make friends, and Yellowbeard also learned a lot about the Holy Ancestor's bloodline.

At that time, the head of the Infinite Sect had mentioned that only by breaking through the constraints of the aura could the Holy Ancestor bloodline open a unique path of growth.

"However, the way for you to grow up is up to the old man..."

"Shut up!"

Yellowbeard was about to speak again, but Lu Yu'an moved, and swept his leg towards his neck.

This leg was more domineering than the previous punch, the fierce wind blew the yellow beard a little painful, so that he didn't dare to despise it, his hands drew an arc from the right down, making a sea fishing moon, his hands were white, and at the same time he slapped this leg from the side, and the terrifying spiritual power suddenly gushed out wildly, wrapping Lu Yu'an's entire leg!

With this beat, the spiritual power fluctuations even squeezed the surrounding air away, forming a short-lived vacuum area!

"Broken!"

Yellowbeard let out a loud shout, containing a slight hint of venting after his previous words were interrupted, and his eyes had subconsciously narrowed, as if he had seen the scene of flesh and blood bursting.

However, the next moment, Yellowbeard's pupils shrank tightly.

Although the slender leg made a crackling sound, it did not burst, and Lu Yu'an's whole body instead took advantage of his beat, and ejected upward, and Yellowbeard himself shook again.

"It's so hard!"

Yellowbeard was shocked, and Lu Yu'an, who was ejected, kicked back on the top of a tree in the air, and then held her head with both hands, and the blazing golden light protected her head and arms like a barrier, and her whole body swooped down according to the original path like a cannonball.

Yellowbeard didn't expect Lu Yu'an to be so strong, directly using his body as a soldier, as if a golden meteorite fell straight down, the scorching heat of the surrounding air seemed to be ignited, and the rolling air waves blew up the wind and sand in the sky, and before Lu Yu'an fell, the trees within a radius of ten meters were already cracked by the strong wind.

"Not good!"

Gangfeng ripped the flesh off the face of the yellow beard, he no longer dared to have the slightest self-control for his sevenfold cultivation, and the incomparably strong spiritual power overflowed from every pore on his body like a blowout, and he smashed two punches with his backhand and collided with the golden meteorite in the air.

"Boom-"

The sound of the sky cracking resounded through the forest, and as a dark pit with a radius of more than twenty meters appeared, a white shadow also flew out with pieces of blood and smashed to the ground.

"Zhang Ye, how are you?"

Lu Yu'an spit out a mouthful of blood, although the pain all over his body was incomparable, especially the crack in his right leg bone, but the first thing he was worried about was Zhang Ye, who reached out to touch his right shoulder and abdomen, but fortunately he didn't feel a depression.

In order to avoid the impact of this blow, the yellow beard actually chose an extremely tricky angle, and the two punches hit Lu Yu'an's shoulder blades and abdomen respectively, and the part that was covering the night.

"What can I do, Ma Zai can't kick me, what is this..."

Zhang Ye replied softly, but noticed that Lu Yu'an's situation was not optimistic, and just wanted to see how the yellow beard was, a bloody hand was picked up from the deep pit.

Immediately, Yellowbeard jumped up, with an awe-inspiring face, except for a sore on his right forearm and a bruise on his face, his physical and mental state did not have much loss!

On the other hand, Lu Yu'an, not only has most of her combat strength and physical strength been consumed, but the injury to her right leg has already affected her movements.

The battle across the fivefold small realm is indeed not something that can create miracles by faith...

Even Zhang Ye wanted to say something at this time:

The Divine Dawn Realm is sevenfold, terrifying!

"It's worthy of the bloodline of the Holy Ancestor, but it hurt the old man, but..."

"Damn, come again!

Yellowbeard just spit out half a sentence, but he was choked into his throat by Lu Yu'an's angry shout again, and a left leg roared like a golden dragon.

"Fuck it, bastard!"

Yellowbeard was also furious, the white spiritual power suddenly covered his right fist and jumped like a flame, countless sounds of breaking the air were extremely harsh, and hundreds of fist shadows suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of Lu Yu'an's eyes, each punch had the potential to split the mountain and break the stream, and it was overwhelming towards her.

Zhang Ye saw that this punch was extraordinary, and his heart suddenly trembled, and Lu Yu'an's Fierce Shadow leg still swept up.

As a result, Lu Yu'an flew out upside down again, but his left leg was not shattered, which surprised Yellowbeard again.

Then, when Lu Yu'an stood up tremblingly and clenched his fists again, Yellowbeard completely lost his patience and said coldly:

"It's just a double god realm, I don't believe that the Holy Ancestor bloodline can go against the sky!

And Lu Yu'an was also anxious, and a stream of blood slowly surged into his heart:

"Don't listen to Wang Ba's recitation!

"Ahhh!!hhh

Yellowbeard was furious, the blood in his eyes had almost turned into water dripping out, and the spiritual power of his body exploded into a shocking pillar of light that shot straight into the sky, and his curly hair began to fall off with the soaring momentum.

Then, the white spiritual power turned into a monstrous blood light, dyeing the area here into a scarlet, and after the yellowbeard shouted hysterically, he jumped up and shrank into a black spot in the air, and then his palms turned into blood-colored hand knives, and he rushed towards Lu Yu'an, who was pale-skinned, with lightning speed:

"Eight Desolations, Zhenyuan, Cross Prison Bloody Kill!"

Zhang Ye's indescribable shock:

"What a long name!"

And what shocked him even more was not the incomparable coercion and killing intent that came on, but the three words that Lu Yu'an spit out softly after two divine lights erupted in his eyes:

"Holy Spirit's Palm!"