Chapter 10: Vigorous
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"Is this sick seedling ready to break the jar and break it?"
"Alas, as one of the most powerful people in Nanluo, he naturally has his arrogance. I think he probably hasn't been able to recognize the reality yet!"
"Now, I'm afraid I'm really going to peel off the skin!"
"Dare to do it with the children of the He family, one of the four major clans, this sick seedling is purely looking for his own death, who can he blame?"
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And He Qi, who was punched by Lu Yu to the point that his mouth was spraying blood and teeth, and after being stunned, his face sank completely. The words that were so cold that they made people feel a little chill slowly spat out from his mouth: "Kill him." ā
Before the words fell, behind him, the three house slaves with eight layers of source fire and tall bodies had already strode out and arrived in front of Lu Yu in an instant.
Allowing the three house slaves of the Eight Sources of Fire to approach, Lu Yu's pale face did not have the slightest timidity.
In his opinion, these three people could not be regarded as the Eightfold Source Fire at all, and their true combat power was equivalent to that of a normal Sevenfold Source Fire Flame Martial Artist at best.
The reason is that the Yan martial arts and martial arts practiced by these house slaves are all fundamental, and they have no power at all. The so-called normal Yan martial arts refer to those who have practiced the Yan martial arts and the Yan martial arts.
As for Lu Yu himself, he has long gone beyond the normal category. Not to mention his former realm strength, just to say that he practiced the Middle Martial Arts and his self-created Yan Martial Arts, he was better than normal Yan Martial Artists.
Fighting across the border, especially in the first realm of Yanwu in Yuanhuo, there was not much pressure on him.
Of course, if it is too high, he can only fight with his life.
Seeing that the three of them came closer, Lu Yu took a step back unhurriedly, avoiding the straight punch of the first person.
"I'm scared now, it's too late. Seeing the pale Lu Yu retreating, one of the house slaves smiled fiercely.
When the words fell, he punched again, straight in front of Lu Yu's head.
For these house slaves who were not even normal Yan martial artists, Lu Yu didn't bother to pay attention to them at all. The steps back suddenly retracted, and he stepped forward in an extremely strange way, and instantly attached to the chest of the house slave with a hideous smile.
Without any warning, and there was no time to dodge, the hideousness on the slave's face disappeared in an instant, and then, fear climbed out and occupied all of his face.
Because, Lu Yu's palm, I don't know when, was already attached to his chest.
"Bang!" The fierce and violent power suddenly erupted from Lu Yu's palm, and slammed into the house slave's chest.
"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the house slave's figure flew upside down, and was slapped by Lu Yu several feet away.
All this happened very suddenly. Before the other two house slaves could come to see what was going on, they were already abolished by Lu Yu.
One left and one right, the two house slaves shot out in unison, and shouted angrily: "The sick man who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, dare to go against my young master, die." ā
Ignoring the ghost shouting and screaming of this house slave, Lu Yu's feet staggered and went forward, extremely fast, erratic, left and right. In the next moment, he was already in front of the house slave.
The pupils shrank suddenly, and the house slave was shocked, and then shouted angrily, raising his hand and slapping it on the top of Lu Yu's head. Faintly, it can be seen that the hot crimson power flows in his palm, and the momentum is amazing.
It's just that before his palm was completely patted, Lu Yu's figure had already disappeared in front of him.
There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, and the house slave felt an irresistible weakness coming, and unconsciously looked down at his chest.
I saw that a clear red palm print had been printed on his chest at some point, and even his clothes had been shattered by the palm print.
This palm, the force penetrated into the body, and it had already shattered his internal organs.
It was only at this time that the house slave spurted out a mouthful of blood with broken viscera, and he fell to the ground without knowing what to do.
The last house slave's eyes flashed with fear, but he didn't hesitate and still pounced on Lu Yu.
Like a beast predatoring, it actually brought a scorching wind.
It's just that before he could pounce, Lu Yu's figure had already come to him in advance.
The white palm suddenly poked out, like a claw of steel, without half a minute, and grabbed the left leg of the house slave who jumped up with one claw.
The power of the source fire in his body was surging, and his waist and abdomen suddenly exerted force, Lu Yu grabbed the left leg of the house slave and violently rotated, smashing into the bluestone street.
"Bang!" the whole street seemed to tremble, and the house slave lay on the ground, twitched for a moment, and then stopped moving.
At this moment, the entire Chengnan Street seemed to suddenly fall silent! Just because in the end, Lu Yu grabbed the house slave and fell, it was too violent.
"Goo!" a hard swallow sounded, and someone swallowed hard before he came back to his senses.
"This ...... Isn't he riddled with old wounds, and his strength has regressed greatly? More fierce than a beast?"
"What the hell, one source fire is heavy, one crosses the seven realms, and three source fires are eight... What logic?"
"God, am I spending my old eyes, there is someone who can fight beyond the Seven Realm......s!"
Listening to the sounds of surprise coming from around the street, Lu Yu suddenly remembered that he was still hiding his strength and pretending to be sick.
"Almost exposed!" Secretly relieved, Lu Yu suddenly coughed violently: "Cough! cough!"
The cough's face turned red, and he bent over with a cough, as if he was terminally ill and difficult to cure.
This scene made many people watching the excitement on the side look at each other.
"It turns out that there are still old wounds in the end!"
For some reason, everyone seemed to be quietly relieved.
It is too scary to be able to fight across the seven realms, this kind of person should not exist in the first place.
In an instant, one of the three house slaves died and two were seriously injured, which made Dehe Qi's heart shrink suddenly: "Sure enough, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse." Once one of the most powerful people in Nanluo, even if he only had the strength of Yuan Huo, he still had the means to kill. ā
He Qi raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Lu Yu, whose face was becoming more and more pale and sweaty on his forehead, his eyes flickered for a moment, and finally he sneered, and said, "It seems that in order to clean up my three useless minions, you sick man, the price you pay is not small!"
"Cough!cough!cough!" Before He Qi's words fell, Lu Yu suddenly coughed violently again, and even coughed to the end, even his steps were a little vain, and it seemed that he would fall down at any time.
Seeing this, He Qi's face was overjoyed: "Hehe, hey, to be able to fight across the Seven Realms, the price you paid is really not small, and you are already so weak!"
He Qi, who was swollen with half of his face, no longer had any fear, and strode towards Lu Yu, and said with a hideous face: "Now you have no power to make a move, I see how you can escape from my palm today!"
As He Qi spoke, Lu Yu coughed again, and his face was already as pale as paper.
"Haha!" With a wild laugh, He Qi's body suddenly accelerated, like a fierce beast coming out of the gate, and instantly came to Lu Yu's body: "Today, I want your life!"
It's just that before his words fell, a slender and powerful palm appeared in front of him, and then a slap slapped down on his other side of the intact face.
"Poof!" another mouthful of blood accompanied by a few big teeth spurted out of He Qi's mouth, and he flew out upside down again, and the intact face on the other side was also swollen, and his appearance became more and more miserable.