I saw Lu Yuan possessed like a god of war, carrying a few bloody corpses with a long knife in his hand, chasing a strong man from the Black Tiger Gang with his head and running away.

Everywhere they went, whether it was the Blood Knife Sect or the Black Tiger Gang, they all retreated.

Seeing that there was such a fierce general in his own door, Pei Heng was first happy, and then his heart was blocked, but it was a pity that Lu Yuan was a person who was red and happy.

Thinking that he would have to compete with Hong Yuwan for the position of the master of the sect in the future, the appearance of this Lu Yuan was not a good thing.

And it is rumored that the two have a great relationship, and it is impossible to easily dig Lu Yuan to his side.

"Hehe, this son's name is Lu Yuan, and he is a rising star of my Blood Knife Sect, with such fresh blood, you Black Tiger Gang can't cultivate it!"

Pei Heng smiled and deliberately raised Lu Yuan very high, "In another year or two, maybe there will be more eight-rank masters in the Blood Knife Sect!" ”

"Hmph, no matter how talented you are, you have to be able to grow up!"

The corners of the White Gang Leader's mouth drew a mocking arc, he knew that in order to defeat the Blood Knife Gate, he would fundamentally weaken the strength of the Blood Knife Gate.

"Blue Rain, go and cut off that kid's head!"

The White Gang Leader shouted in one direction.

"Yes, helper!"

Soon, the tall man named Lan Yu appeared in everyone's field of vision, standing there like an iron wall.

Not long after this person broke through the eighth rank, his strength was strong, and he killed many martial artists of the Blood Sword Sect in the battle circle, and the black and white striped short fights on his body were soaked in blood.

At the same time, Lu Yuan had already caught up with the scar warrior who was fleeing from the Black Tiger Gang, and although he was carrying four corpses, he was still as fast as thunder.

Poof!

The long knife swept and slashed the scar warrior to the ground, and the colorful intestines flowed everywhere.

Seeing this, the people of the Blood Knife Gate were undoubtedly in high morale, and they shouted again and again.

As soon as they changed their impression of Lu Yuan, their eyes became adoring and fearful when they looked at Lu Yuan.

"Get out of the way, leave this kid to me!"

A dull voice sounded, deep and powerful.

Lan Yu strode over, his body more than two meters tall pressed the heads of everyone present, and when he walked, he felt that the ground was shaking, and the surrounding Black Tiger Gang warriors who wanted to go up stopped their bodies one after another.

"Lu Yuan, this guy is an eight-rank martial artist, be careful!"

The martial artist of the Blood Sword Sect recognized Lan Yu's identity and reminded him.

Lu Yuan's strength is very strong, but it is still a lot worse than the eight-rank martial artist.

No one present thought that Lu Yuan, who was slightly thin, could beat this tiger-backed blue rain.

"The early martial artist of the eighth rank is the same as my current realm, but killing him with one punch is enough..."

Lu Yuan did not take the other party's strength lightly, but was more weighing whether to expose more strength.

The strength he is showing now is probably in the late stage of the ninth grade, and it has already attracted the attention and suspicion of many people.

If this blue rain is killed again, I am afraid it will cause quite a stir.

"I'm a late-stage martial artist of the ninth rank who is born with divine power, so it should be reasonable to kill an early-stage eighth-rank martial artist, right?"

While thinking about it, Lu Yuan flicked the tip of the slashing knife towards the ground, and the corpses worn on the knife slid down one by one.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of the corpse landing sounded, and the corners of Lan Yu's eyes moved slightly.

Lu Yuan looked at the brand-new blade that was not stained with a trace of blood, and couldn't help but praise: "It's really a good knife." ”

"Indeed, but alas, this is the last time you use it."

Lan Yu snorted coldly, his eyes became sharp, he was wearing a pair of steel fists in his hands, and he kicked the ground under his feet and threw himself towards the landing source.

When he was a child, he learned martial arts in the martial arts hall of the Bao family in Chongshan City, and used the Bao family's brute bull boxing.

Different from the cohesion and penetration that You Shiquan is good at, Manniu Quan pays attention to a one-shot blow, exerting the brute force of the whole body to the extreme, and the stronger the martial artist, the stronger the power after practice.

Fortunately, Lan Yu has a very high degree of adaptability to the Wild Bull Fist, and now he has cultivated the Wild Bull Fist to the Dacheng realm, with a faint roar of the Wild Bull in his fist, which is confusing.

Shout!

In the sound of breaking through the air, Lan Yu's right fist, which was covered with dry calluses, smashed out, bringing a gust of wind and hitting Lu Yuanmian Door.

There was still some distance between the fists, and the strong wind had already arrived first, blowing up the black broken hair in front of Lu Yuan's forehead.

Facing the oncoming fist, Lu Yuan's face was calm, in order to avoid cutting the opponent in half with one sword, causing everyone's suspicion.

Lu Yuan plunged the slash abyss into the ground, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and attacked with defense, intending to accompany Lan Yu for a few moves first.

Bang bang bang!

Lan Yu's fist smashed into Lu Yuan's arm, making a crisp sound of Jin Ge's resonance.

Lu Yuan's arm was full of qi and blood, his muscles were bulging, and a touch of jade luster quietly rose on the surface of his skin, and the dragon elephant's golden body was running, offsetting most of the damage.

Lan Yu's face changed slightly, and he felt that his full punch felt as if it had hit a rock, and the rebounding force shook his fingerbones.

But soon he adjusted his state and rushed towards Lu Yuan again.

Lu Yuan's arms were like two iron gates, blocking all the attacking fists from the outside.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

It looked as if Lu Yuan was being pressed and beaten, but in fact, Lan Yu couldn't say anything about the bitterness in his heart, and his finger bones were already showing signs of shattering.

If he continues to fight like this, Lu Yuan will have nothing to do, maybe his hand will be abolished first.

Lu Yuan was very satisfied with the dragon elephant's golden body, which was worthy of the eight-rank defensive martial arts, terrifying.

In addition to defense, the Dragon Elephant Gold Body also comes with a clever unloading technique that makes the body soft and light.

It's like an elephant skin, and if you punch it with your fist, the elephant skin will float up in the direction of the punch without causing substantial damage.

This also led to the reason why Lan Yu punched Lu Yuan, but he was injured by the rebound force.

The harder he punches, the more he suffers.

"Almost, it's time for me to make a move."

Lu Yuan stubbornly used his arm to receive more than 30 punches from Lan Yu, and chose to fight back head-on.

He withdrew his defensive hand and lunged out his fist, his right fist jerking up, slicing across the night sky with a heavy cracking sound.

"Block!"

Lan Yu's heart suddenly suddenly, and he was a little flustered to learn Lu Yuan's appearance, and crossed his hands in front of his chest, trying to block the oncoming fist.

But when Lu Yuan's fist touched his body, Lan Yu's complexion changed greatly, and he felt that what was striking was not a meat fist, but a huge iron hammer!

Heavy and powerful, unstoppable!

Click-

With the sound of bone cracking, Lan Yu's arms showed a strange bend.

Then, under the action of the huge force, his body was like a rag, and he was thrown backwards, slamming to the ground, splashing dust.

"Ahem!"

Blue Rain fell to the ground, arms twisted, coughing up blood and fragments of internal organs.

"Blue Rain was defeated?"

The White Gang Leader couldn't help but exclaim.