"No need.

It's it," Lu Yingdong pointed at the old man in gray again.

There are two types of people in this Mu Mansion.

One is a direct or collateral blood relative.

The surname Mu is given.

One is a domestic slave with a foreign surname and a specially appointed deacon.

If the servants of Mufu become immortal cultivators.

It is also possible to rise to the elite of nursing homes.

And to the rank of deacon of Mufu.

All of them were middle and high-level cultivators who were recruited by the Mu Mansion by spending money, arranging generous treatments, or recruiting them through various means.

"Good.

Young people.

"The old man in gray, who had been silent, suddenly faced Lu Yingdong and said:

"Since you insist.

I will do it to you."

Let's talk about it.

I saw "Huo" jumping up.

Like a feather gently falling in front of Mrs. Mu.

He bowed deeply.

Then he turned to face Lu Yingdong.

"Boy.

Ignorance.

How do you want to compare."

This time.

If Lu Yingdong says that you let me make three moves first.

Archdeacon Luo thought that he would agree.

After all, the two are too different.

"Archdeacon.

Win or lose within 50 moves.

How to"

Strike while the iron is hot.

After the Ghost Child's Soul Fusion Body is activated.

It won't last long.

Last dogfight.

Lu Yingdong has already tested it.

As soon as this statement came out.

Many of the deacons below were in an uproar again.

This time, even the archdeacon Luo Xianxin, who was not easily angry, couldn't help but snort coldly.

"Young people.

Your cultivation is not easy.

It's not necessarily a good thing to be young and frivolous."

"I had a little bit of an internal injury in the previous stage.

But it's not like your current cultivation can be compared.

Think clearly."

Luo Qianxin finally added.

Injured? No wonder I keep my eyes closed.

Motionless.

Lu Yingdong is not reckless.

Although he is now at the fifth order of the Spirit Valley.

But once you use the soul fusion body of the ghost.

Blood surged all over the body.

You can use that "Blood Glory Returns to the Yuan Decision" in advance.

It won't be worse than a beginner-level cultivator in a short period of time.

And.

The reason why he dared to be so unscrupulous to the gray-clothed old man in front of him.

That's all because of that.

If you judge by this.

As long as the old man in front of him does not exceed the strength of the refining period.

Fully capable of leveling.

At most, take a little more time.

Even if it's a big deal, it's a single person who admits defeat.

Anyway, it's a quest reward.

"Good boy.

So rampant.

Then don't blame me for Luo concentrating on bullying the small.

Come on."

Archdeacon Luo didn't say much.

Take an outstep with your left foot.

Circle your hands.

Extend your arms to the right and left until they are shoulder level.

Strike like an eagle.

"Eagle Bites"

"One of the Archdeacon's Three Masters"

"This kid is good-looking.

The archdeacon didn't intend to give good fruit to eat."

Old Mrs. Mu was also a little disgraced at this time.

After all, this archdeacon is full of skill.

If not injured.

Still above her.

If you really do it.

This Lu Yingdong is probably more than lucky.

Alas.

I thought it was someone sent by the heart.

will grow old calmly.

Outcome.

Still is.

Too young!

Mrs. Mu could already foresee the ending.

I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh.

She shook her head, but it wasn't just for Lu Yingdong.

It's Luo Concentration.

It's over seventy.

Not to mention internal injuries.

Luo concentrates on the desire to compete for the long and the short has not changed.

As soon as he made a move, it turned out to be a ruthless move.

Lu Yingdong faced the archdeacon's shelf.

But he didn't move.

Standing all the time.

Luo looked at it intently.

Angry in the heart.

You junior don't do it.

It's not enough for my old man to keep putting up a shelf here.

Good.

That's more patience than anyone else.

I thought to myself.

The arms are again and again in circles.

"Hmph.

It's really like a hairless vulture," Lu Yingdong whispered disdainfully.

It's really deliberately provoking the other party at the same time.

The spirit fusion body has been quietly activated.

It's a small voice.

The archdeacon was a master of the refining period.

The whole body has been tempered to the point where it is like jade.

The five senses are extremely sensitive.

How to call how not to hear.

Also surprised.

Because of this kid on the other side.

In the blink of an eye, the aura continued to rise.

It feels like it has the late stage of Spirit Valley.

But so what.

So arrogant.

The old man will still beat you down!

Present.

Luo was furious.

Stroke your hands forward.

Nor do they wait any longer.

"Stinky boy.

So big.

Pick up the old man"

The offensive of the refining period was indeed extraordinary.

The palm power has not arrived.

But there is a situation where the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of buildings.

The oncoming palm wind is already suffocating.

Look at the main direction from which this palm attack is coming.

Lu Yingdong's Blood Wei Returning Yuan Decision was also launched in advance in an instant.

When a person who has practiced this skill does it with others.

There is a dazzling silver aura constantly flashing in all parts of the body.

It's very weird and magical.

Practice to the extreme.

In the event of an external attack.

One into it.

In an instant.

was dissolved without a trace.

And on external attacks.

This skill is a combination of rigidity and softness.

As far as you want.

The silver gas also gathered.

Hit it with a call.

Rigidity is indestructible.

Softness hurts people invisibly.

Lu Yingdong runs this kung fu to the qi veins of the whole body.

Then cast it according to the secret method in Guiyuan Gong, you can make the close opponent unguardable.

The archdeacon's eagle bite is like an eagle pecking at a fish.

Gather all your energy in one place.

Then work hard and screw it up.

Hold the opponent's qi or body in tow.

A mystical method that immobilizes it.

So.

This Luo is concentrating on not moving.

Every move must be made.

Lu Yingdong, who secretly transported blood and returned to the Yuan, only felt two extremely powerful energies.

surging.

Hit the left shoulder and right arm directly.

Once you are struck by one of these forces.

At least immediately dislocated.

I can't send half a trace of strength.

Under melee attack.

Lu Yingdong immediately put the blood wei Guiyuan taught by Lu Yuanxia into operation.

Divided into two balls of energy.

At the same time, they reach these two places of force.

Inhale and flick smartly.

The energy that Luo concentrated on instantly canceled out more than half.

All that was left was the burning pain in the arms and shoulders.

This is where the immortal cultivators of the Spirit Valley period are inferior to the immortal cultivators who refine the form.

If the Immortal Cultivator has been outgoing to guerrilla.

Nine times out of ten, immortal cultivators in the Spirit Valley stage will be tortured to death like this.

Lu Yingdong saw that he had dodged these two powerful attacks.

I was reassured.

Arms slightly raised.

Gather your strength to block the power of Luo Qianxin's next sudden attack on a pair of fleshy palms.

"Bang.

Bang"

The two of them are on a pair of palms.

A majestic fountain of energy gushed out.

Lu Yingdong immediately spurted out blood in one breath.

Lu Yingdong raised his head and faced a smile on the corner of Shang Luo's mouth.

Hit the trick!

Originally.

Lu Yingdong thought that the previous two qi were dissolved by his own Blood Wei Guiyuan.

But he didn't think that these two qi forces were not direct attacks.

It was the left shoulder and the right arm that was crossed.

Behind them, they were united again.

Hit the vest again.

This method of returning to the Yuan of Blood Wei is really not very familiar!

As a result, it was.

Lu Yingdong, who is not proficient in the method, was attacked before and after.

Blocked the meat palm in front.

I don't care about the strength behind me.

All of a sudden.

Under the attack of two groups of vigor.

He suffered a lot of internal injuries.

After all, it was the first time to compete with a master of this level.

Although there were also opponents like the head of the ghost sect and the poisonous old man earlier.

Such an immortal cultivator has too little experience and insight.

Kung Fu is not at home.

But after all, there has never been a life-and-death struggle.

Naturally, it is not as good as Archdeacon Luo Zhuan, a master of immortal cultivation who has been tempered for thousands of years.

"No, I can't.

Don't brace it.

Admit your mistake obediently," Luo Qianxin saw that the blood on Lu Yingdong's mouth had been falling on the thin cloth clothes.

I can't help but say:

"Young man.

If it doesn't work, just say it.

The old man doesn't come to make it difficult for you."

"Who says no.

Take my move again," Lu Yingdong also showed anger.

Lu Yingdong turned the blood wei back to the yuan.

Forming the strength of the strongest.

Directly to Luo Qianxin.