Lu Yuan was punched by the scar man and cut off his hand, he didn't rush to pick up the weapon, and gently shook the clothes on his body in place.

After a long battle, the blood was bulging, and the blood was stained with a lot of enemy blood, and the clothes were wet and sticky to the body, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Lu Yuan suddenly realized.

He didn't seem to even breathe except for the discomfort.

In the late stage of the battle against the three eight products, there was no feeling of tiredness.

This is the horror of the Seven Rank Exercises Blood Sea Demon Sutra!

In addition to the healing ability of martial blood, it also brought Lu Yuan a strong physical recovery speed, allowing him to have the physical strength to fight more than one enemy.

"Yes, you managed to hurt me, but unfortunately the game is over..."

Lu Yuan looked back at the scar man and spoke slowly.

The scar man was stared at by Lu Yuan, his body stiffened, and his forehead was frightened into a cold sweat.

I saw Lu Yuan holding a big tree about seven or eight meters high, and his ten fingers were clasped together, wanting to uproot it.

Thundered!

With a series of loud noises, the nearly three-story tall tree kept shaking and gradually detached from the ground.

"Give it to me!"

The green tendons on Lu Yuan's neck burst out, and the blood qi on his arms seemed to have become a lot thicker.

With a slam of his face.

A huge tree was grabbed by Lu Yuan on top of his hands.

Then, step by step, he walked towards the scar man, holding the big tree as if he were holding a slightly larger foam box.

Looking at the scar man who was in a sluggish state, Lu Yuan licked his lips, used the big tree as a stick, and swept it over!

Buzz!

With a terrifying sound of breaking the air, Lu Yuan seemed to be waving a cannonball!

The scar man's pupils shrank, and he reacted from his stunned mind and wanted to dodge, but it was too late, so he could only grit his teeth and smash the giant tree with his fist!

"Collapse Mountain Fist!"

The shadow of the fist collided with the body of the tree, making a loud "bang".

Punched a big hole in the tree.

The scarred man looked delighted, and his fists continued to be punched, punch after punch.

The ground around him was shaken to the ground and the debris flew sideways, and his body continued to retreat.

I don't know how many punches I punched, and finally the tree exploded!

"Whew!"

At this time, the scar man knelt on one knee, his eyes were red, he was panting heavily, the power of martial blood could no longer support it, and the red line gradually faded.

The two gloveled hands were shaking.

However, just as he regained some strength and was ready to get up.

Suddenly.

A savage breath came to my face!

Bang!

It was as if a thunderbolt had exploded in his ears.

The scar man looked up suddenly, and in a trance, he saw a mountain of fists covering the sky and the sun crushing towards him.

He was so shocked that he was about to raise his fist to resist.

However, the mountain of fists disappeared, and in its place was a white fist that continued to enlarge before his eyes.

Boom!

There was a muffled thud, accompanied by the sound of bones shattering.

The Scar Man's neck tilted back at an eerie angle.

He looked up at the sky, a deep shock and confusion in his eyes.

A dimple appeared on his forehead, and red and white liquid continued to flow down his cheeks.

"Entry.... Boxing... And it's a small realm...."

Scar muttered.

"Tut, brother Tai is really good eyesight."

Lu Yuan complimented, reached out and stroked the scarred man's face, closing his eyes.

Then one hand grabbed his shoulder, and the other grabbed his thigh.

Tear pull –

Warm blood sprinkled on the faces of several people in Duan Shan, and their bodies....

They didn't blink their eyelids, their eyes opened incredibly, and they watched the scar man being directly torn in half by Lu Yuan!

When Lu Yuan walked out of the rain of blood with an indifferent face.

His fair, handsome face was stained with blood, and he was as hideous as a demon.

Several people on the field were stunned.

From Lu Yuan uprooting the tree to tearing the scar man by hand, it seems that he has only experienced a few breaths.

Before the old man with the sword could support the scar man, he witnessed the death of the other party, and the sword raised in his hand was involuntarily put down.

Duan Shan's eyes and expression were full of sluggishness, and he muttered, "This kid ..... Definitely a monster! ”

They knew that Lu Yuan's strength was very strong, and he could punch the old woman and break her wrist.

But tearing apart the late eight-rank martial artists, this picture is too shocking.

"Now, it's your turn."

Lu Yuan sneered, revealing his snow-white teeth, his steps gradually accelerated, and he lifted the slashing abyss inserted in the side....

In the next moment, his body suddenly ejected up, and he came to the old man with a sword, and with a slash in his hand, he slashed out!

The waist and abdomen are launched, twisted and turned, and the strength of the whole body is poured into the long knife, and then combined with the thunder arc that gushes out, it attacks the opponent with a burning momentum!

"Die!"

With Lu Yuan's angry roar, the old man with the sword could only retreat quickly, trying to dodge.

But Lu Yuan's knife was too fast, and it was menacing, and the killing machine completely locked him down.

The old man with the sword was too old, and this battle consumed a lot of qi and blood, and his reaction ability was greatly reduced.

Poof!

A knife fell.

A bloody flower erupted from the old man's chest!

......

In the Black Tiger Gang stockade.

Approaching dusk, the remote village is becoming more and more lively.

"Report! Miss, the warrior support of the Bao family has been brought! ”

The Bao family warrior who was sent out by Bao Miaomiao to find help arched his hand and said, "The old master is also here, in the carriage!" ”

"Grandpa is here too? That's great! ”

Bao Miaomiao hurriedly got up and walked towards the luxury carriage.

There are two seventh-rank martial artists on this trip, and the old master and her will be bloodstained with blood tonight!

"Miao Miao, are you ready, when are we leaving?"

An old man with gray temples stepped out of the carriage.

The old man was dressed in a blue robe, his figure was a little thin, and he had a long sword hanging from his waist, and he didn't look like a Jianghu man who fought and killed, but more like a teacher in a private school.

The courteous old man is incompatible with the atmosphere and environment of Black Tiger Village.

This person is the old master of the Bao family, Bao Wenshan, whose strength is in the late stage of the seventh grade, and he has a great reputation in Chongshan City.

In his prime, he wandered on the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he was nicknamed the scholar who killed him, and his swordsmanship was superb.

"Grandpa, how are your injuries?"

Bao Miaomiao stepped forward to support the old man and whispered: "Actually, you shouldn't come, I can do it myself." ”

"Hehe, for Xiao Ran's sake, I'm still going to come this time."

Bao Wenshan smiled and waved his hand, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Before the Blood Knife Gate attacked the Bao family at night, Bao Wenshan fought to the death with Yin Madness, and with the cooperation of Bao Miaomiao and a group of Bao family warriors, he was beheaded and displayed to the public.

Although he won, it was also a tragic victory, Bao Wenshan's injuries were very serious, he was old and weak, and his recovery speed of martial blood had slowed down a lot.