This punch directly set off a gust of wind on the flat ground, blowing everyone's clothes and the sand and gravel on the ground.

At the same time, there was a series of "crackling" crisp sounds, and the white air waves generated by breaking through the sound barrier swung out from Lu Yuan's fist.

This is the extreme fist power that he can burst out when he breaks through to the late stage of the eighth grade!

In the face of this flashing terrifying punch, Bai Qiyu's heart was shocked, and his pupils shrank.

He didn't have time to react too much, he just instinctively raised the big knife in his hand to the top of his head and made a blocking posture....

However, Lu Yuan's fist changed direction and hit him in the chest instead.

Boom!

Puff –

First there was a muffled thud, then the sound of fists crashing through flesh.

Lu Yuan's punch directly pierced Bai Yuyu's chest.

And the remaining momentum was unabated, and he retreated backwards with the white feather who had not yet swallowed his breath.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Several craters were stepped under his feet, and a terrifying force was transmitted through the ground as if an earthquake had occurred.

It wasn't until Lu Yuan's fist was dragged out more than ten meters with Bai Qiyu that he stopped his figure, and a large amount of blood was sprinkled along the way.

At this time, Bai Qiyu's body was like a fish out of water, convulsing constantly, and blood foam mixed with internal organ fragments sprayed out of his mouth.

His eyes widened, and he stared at Lu Yuan with a ghost-like expression, his eyes full of shock and fear....

"You... You...."

"My head is here, are you going to pick it?"

Lu Yuan smiled and gently "squeezed" Bai Qiyu from his fist.

It's really a brush-off.

Lu Yuan's arm sank deep into Bai Yuyu's chest cavity, and was sucked by the slimy broken organs.

"It's disgusting."

Pulling out his fist, Bai Qiyu's body was thrown to the ground at random, and a large amount of blood gushed out and seeped into the soil.

Lu Yuan didn't expect it either.

The punch that exploded with all his strength was so powerful.

Bai Qiyu, who has the strength of the late eighth grade, has already touched the threshold of the seventh grade, and is in the prime of life.

Vulnerable like a scarecrow under his own fists, it shatters at the slightest touch.

It can be described as devastating.

Lu Yuan even had the illusion that even if the three white feathers were stacked together, his punch would be able to easily penetrate them!

So if you face a real seven-rank martial artist, what will you do?

Perhaps, with his current strength, he didn't need to use the martial blood fusion technique at all to deal with the early stage martial artists of the seventh rank.

Lu Yuan stretched out his hand and wiped his face.

The blood on Pei Heng's body, mixed with the blood foam spurted out by Bai Qiyu before he died, made Lu Yuan drenched in blood, and his appearance was as hideous as a demon, but his eyes were bright and scary.

He swept around, ignoring everyone's horrified gazes, staring at the two grandfathers and grandchildren of the Bao family, and the light in his eyes bloomed, as if he had seen something that interested him so much.

"What are you still doing? Let's go together. ”

Lu Yuan beckoned to the two.

Bao Wenshan and Bao Miaomiao looked at the young man standing still in the distance, and their eyelids jumped wildly.

The punch that the young man made just now, not to mention Bao Miaomiao, even Bao Wenshan was shocked, and his eyes almost couldn't keep up.

"There's something wrong with this boy, be careful!"

Bao Wenshan reminded him.

He clenched the long sword in his hand and stood side by side with Bao Miaomiao.

"Grandpa, that young man is more like a madman than the others in the Blood Knife Gate, and he can even do it to his own people."

Bao Miaomiao's face was serious and said in a deep voice.

"Well, his identity shouldn't be simple, what he cultivates is the entry boxing method," Bao Wenshan nodded, "And the boxing realm should not be low, just now I saw him punching with qi and blood all over his body, I must have stepped into the late stage of the eighth grade of the realm!" ”

Although martial arts are not as scarce as exercises, martial arts are also rare in Chongshan City.

"Long-winded!"

Lu Yuan couldn't wait, he couldn't wait to fight the two seventh-rank martial artists in front of him.

Quack!

He put on gold-clad finger covers, which he hadn't used for a long time.

The figure flickered, like a fierce tiger pounced, and the slender and white five fingers formed a fist in one hand and a palm in the other, piercing the air and attacking the two at the same time.

The two seventh-rank martial artists of the Bao family looked serious, and their long swords slashed towards Lu Yuan's attacking fists.

Jingling!

The finger cuff collided with the sword with a crisp sound.

Immediately afterwards, Bao Wenshan turned around and stabbed Lu Yuan in the chest, while Bao Miaomiao specialized in Lu Yuan's lower three ways, and the two of them went up and down, cooperating tacitly.

Lu Yuan's feet twisted, his body was like a spirit crane spinning, light and illusory, and while avoiding the tip of the sword, he smashed his fists forward.

Bao Wenshan had expected it, and with a flick of his left arm, his fist collided with Lu Yuan.

And Bao Miaomiao was a step slower, and wanted to draw his sword to defend and was hit in the wrist.

Boom!

The figures of the three of them retreated at the same time, and they flew around with fallen leaves on the ground, and the whole process was incredibly fast.

"Whew!"

Bao Miaomiao was in pain, and the flesh and blood on her wrist were blurred, "This guy's speed and strength are not inferior to that of a seventh-rank martial artist, he is simply a monster, and how can he react so quickly!" ”

Bao Wenshan was also awe-inspiring and shocked.

The young man was able to keenly catch the tip of the stabbing sword, and Bao Wenshan, who had experienced a hundred battles, was also puzzled by such eyesight and reaction.

I'm afraid they can't imagine that Lu Yuan's soul power is different from ordinary people, and with the rich memory of martial arts actual combat, the moment they see the two of them attack, they can predict what angle the tip of the sword will attack.

"We can't delay it, we must do it quickly!"

The cold light flashed in Bao Wenshan's eyes, in this situation, if you don't fight to the death, I'm afraid you will have to fold here.

As the words fell, he took out a porcelain vase from his bosom.

Flick the wooden cork of the porcelain bottle and swallow a black and red pill inside.

"Grandpa, what are you?!"

Bao Miaomiao was taken aback, just because after swallowing the pill, Bao Wenshan's aura increased sharply, and the qi and blood surged all over his body, scorching the air like a flame furnace.

"This is the Flame Blood Pill, which can burn the martial blood in the body and immit pain..... Temporarily suppress my injuries and restore my strength to the level before the injury, although the price to pay for swallowing this pill is a bit large, but it is also forced by the situation, there is no choice...."

Bao Wenshan's voice became a little heavy, his face was flushed, his nostrils exhaled a large expanse of hot air, and his chest rose and fell like a dilapidated blower.

Immediately afterwards, Bao Wenshan was unwilling to waste a minute or a second, and rushed towards the landing source with a long sword.

"Slashing Sword Technique!"

Qi and blood exploded with all their might, his eyes were dyed red, and the tip of the sword was as bright as silver with a layer of dark red blood, which looked ghostly.

Lu Yuan was frightened by Bao Wenshan's sudden skyrocketing speed, and immediately flew back, the long sword brushed by, and a rancid smell came out of the dark red sword tip, which made Lu Yuan, who had sucked a little, dizzy.

This old guy's martial blood characteristic is quenching poison!

Memories poured out in Lu Yuan's mind, the ancestral exercises of the Bao family, the bloody sword technique!