Chapter Forty-Five: Eight Turns

Feel the strong wind coming in front of you.

Lu Tu took a deep breath, and the blood energy in his body also exploded, not flashing or retreating, and rushed straight up.

Bang bang bang!

Fists collide.

The dull crashing sound of heart-stopping reverberation.

The figures of the two flickered, constantly fighting.

Zhou Jiulong's figure flickered, his fists were like an impermeable curtain, and the moves did not leave Lu Tu's heart and head.

Lu Tu's spiritual power assists the body, constantly dodging.

At the same time, the blood energy in his body poured out, covering between his arms, constantly blocking the opponent's attack.

After more than 40 moves in a row.

After Lu Tu bent his arm to resist the opponent's heavy punch again, he retreated with his strength and flashed more than ten meters away, standing with his hands down.

I couldn't help but sigh softly.

His actual combat ability is too weak.

In the face of people whose cultivation was lower than their own, they could still be forcibly crushed with their qi and blood.

But now in the face of the same master who has entered the bone realm, his own shortcomings and disadvantages are exposed.

was completely suppressed by the other party, and didn't even have a chance to fight back.

And on the other side.

Zhou Jiulong stood in place, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was some surprise and doubt in his eyes.

After the fight just now, he could clearly sense the man in front of him, and the effect of blood energy was actually shocking.

This special effect is far more powerful than the effect of his additional powers.

However, although its blood power effect is strong, it cannot be used.

And the strength of the blood is far less than his own.

What he cultivated in the Bone Realm was to refine the two hundred and six bones in his body.

The more bones that qi and blood are refined, the stronger their own blood strength will be, and the stronger the collateral effect, the stronger the strength will naturally be.

And the other party is obviously the kind of existence that has just broken through to the bone realm and refined up to ten bones.

And the moves are obviously a little rusty, and at a glance, you can see that you haven't experienced too much actual combat.

But such a newcomer dares to break into his gang station alone?

You know, he's refined seventy-five bones.

Who gave it that confidence?

Thinking of this, Zhou Jiulong snorted coldly, and the killing intent in his eyes was high.

"Even if you have a concussive effect, but the junior who has just broken through to the bone dares to break into my Tianniu Gang, so you can stay here today."

The blood in his body exploded again, his feet stepped in a series of steps, and his fists poked out,

The torn wind was like a sharp arrow, rushing towards Lu Tu's face.

This time he will leave no stone unturned, and strike with all his might, slashing him.

Boom!

Fists collide.

There was even a white aura where the two met.

Lu Tu only felt a huge force hit his arm, and the whole person flew out upside down in an instant.

With more than a dozen footprints on the ground in a row, it was enough to remove the huge force of the tumbling.

"The strength is still not enough!" He shook his faintly numb arm, but his face showed no fear.

At the same time, he entered the bone realm to cultivate, and he was not the other party of this person.

But......

What he relied on tonight was not to enter the Bone Realm to cultivate, but to be comparable to the spiritual power of the Seven Transformations of the Late Stage of the Bone Realm.

This is where his real confidence lies.

"Lie down for me!"

At the same time, Zhou Jiulong was reluctant, jumped high in height, and when his right fist popped out, he actually swelled and bulged a few points again.

Thick blood surrounded the fist, like a meteorite falling from the sky, trying to kill Lu Tu on the spot with one blow.

Standing in place, Lu Tu raised his head, like a pool of eyes, reflecting the mighty blood.

His face was calm, and the qi and blood in his body suddenly restrained and disappeared.

In its place, an even greater force swept through the body.

Boom!!!

Zhou Jiulong's right fist with all his strength was only halfway out, and then he suddenly stiffened and stopped.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue, but there is a pair of big hands in front of him that are glowing with a glow firmly clamping his right fist.

"You....?!!" Zhou Jiulong's pupils contracted sharply, and cold sweat continued to flow down from his sideburns.

Blocked?

Are you kidding?!

The punch he threw all his strength into was easily caught.

Zhou Jiulong's Adam's apple shrugged up and down, his eyes drooped, and he happened to meet a pair of indifferent eyes that did not contain any emotion.

From it, he saw the undisguised murderous intent that was thick.

"You can't kill me! I'm a member of the Consular Council of Qingshan Town, kill me, and you'll die too! He roared and kicked his feet on the ground, trying to break free.

But all the strength is like a mud cow entering the sea, and the other party's body is still standing, not moving at all.

The next moment.

Lu Tu raised his hand and waved it away, like a phantom, and suddenly a palm imprint on Zhou Jiulong's chest.

Burst!

A spike glowing with a ghostly light has passed through the other party's heart at some point.

"You.... You...."Blood spilled from the corner of Zhou Jiulong's mouth, he lowered his head and opened his eyes wide, looking at the spike at the mouth of his heart in disbelief.

Immediately, there was a trance in front of him, and his consciousness quickly sank.

He didn't understand until he died, why it was clear that a person who had just broken through to the realm of bones was improving his strength again.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Lu Tu's face was calm.

Slowly let go of the big hand, still slumped to the ground by its corpse.

"It's nothing more than that." With a sigh of emotion, he quickly stepped forward to search his body.

Soon he found a cloth bag in his arms, took it into his arms, and his eyes fell on the rest of the people in the hall.

As for the consular meeting that the other party just mentioned, he didn't care at all.

When the time comes to leave here overnight, who knows if it was his hand?

Not for a moment.

Lu Tu killed everyone in the hall one by one with soul thorns, and searched their bodies one by one.

As for the ordinary disciples outside, he had already taken care of it.

After the body search, he began to search the house where the Celestial Bull Gang was stationed.

In a short time, he found a black wooden box in a dark pavilion on the floor of a delicate room.

didn't bother to check it carefully, Lu Tu held the wooden box in one hand and a large burden in the other, and quickly walked towards the gate of the station.

Soon the figure disappeared at the door of the Tianniu Gang and disappeared.

The night is like ink.

The second floor of the inn.

The dim candle flame flickered.

Chang Tunyuan's headless corpse was still lying quietly on the bed, and the scarlet blood had already spread to the floor.

The strong smell of blood permeated the room.

Lu Tuduan, dressed in a black shirt, sat at the table, with a black wooden box and gray baggage at his feet.

At the moment, though, he didn't look at what he had gotten tonight.

Instead, with a wave of his hand, the familiar light curtain in front of him quickly emerged.

【Lu Tu--】

[Essence: Weird - Lord of the Mutated Skull.] 】

[Realm: Into the bone (Eight Turns of Spirits)] 】

[Talent: Soul Snatcher; Soul Thorn; Deter; Bloodmare Heart (Pseudo). 】

[Spell: Soul Thorn; Seven Fists. 】

[Life level: There is a lack of spirit. 】

[Fate: Evil qi is born, heaven and earth are self-generated, due to unknown existence, mutated into the lord of the ghost skull clan, and then perfectly snatched the soul of people, and promoted to the spirit of the lacking. 】

"The spirit has turned." The corners of his mouth were raised, and he was in a good mood.

Tonight is worth it.

A master of the Bone Realm, plus hundreds of monks with one-two-three changes in qi and blood, also succeeded in making his cultivation one step further.