The dragon descending stick was waved like a golden bowl in the hand of the dust, and it quickly crushed towards Lu Ya, such a strong and sharp stick method was almost forcing Lu Ya to a dead end, and no one dared to take it hard.

However, Fang Tian's halberd unexpectedly broke through the air.

The halberd wrapped around the dragon's body instantly broke any defenses of the Dragon Descending Stick Method.

Fang Tian's monster-like halberd in front of the dust was pointed directly at his head, and the dragon descending stick was blocked, and he couldn't go down for half a minute in mid-air.

"The monk of Shaolin Temple should go back, you are not my opponent!" Lu Ya said contemptuously.

"Hmph!" the dusty stick in both hands turned around and provoked Fang Tian's halberd, and the head of the stick head poked straight into Lu Ya's throat.

"Kang!" Another spark flew around, and Fang Tian's painting halberd suddenly retracted, completely eating the unexpected blow.

Brushing the dust with both hands on the ground, three backflips in quick succession and Lu Ya distanced.

vigilantly looked at the road without the slightest nervousness.

"A stick is a good stick, the person who uses it... No~" Lu Ya pretended to shake his head in frustration.

Looking at the opponent's sighing face, Fuchen's heart became angry, this dragon descending stick and Tai Chi real sword are the same concept, and they also belong to the treasure of Shaolin Temple.

Now, this man meant that he had insulted the stick, but how much did the Shaolin Temple brothers expect from him?

Slowly twisting the body of the stick, the dusty eyes began to become hot, and wisps of ripples began to ripple on the golden-colored dragon descending stick.

If you listen carefully, there will be a dragon's wail from above.

Lu Ya casually glanced at the dust, feeling that something was wrong.

The skin of this bald little monk... It's turning golden! Same as this stick.

People who have heard the legend of Shaolin Temple all covered their mouths in surprise! This is the secret method of Shaolin Temple, the golden body Arhat!

I didn't expect that the dust would be cultivated into such a powerful exercise!.

"Yes, now you're qualified!" Lu Ya only felt the novelty, and did not feel any nervousness.

"Whew!" a golden afterimage vanished in place.

Countless wisps of dazzling golden light hit Lu Ya, and I don't know why this game was a bit like the previous match between Chen Ban and Zhang Shuo!

Under the light of the sun, the dust was covered with golden light, and he couldn't see his figure at all, but could only see the golden light pouring on Lu Ya's body like a beam of light from all directions.

Lu Ya raised Fang Tian's halberd with one hand and rotated it, and the scene was all chaotic because of this huge weapon riot.

The wind was blowing, and some of the people under the ring couldn't open their eyes.

I saw that all the high-frequency attacks like wisps of light were blocked by Lu Ya.

At the same time, the madman kept shouting "Hurry, hurry, hurry!!".

In the end, I don't know if Lu Ya is impatient! or if the dust attack is not satisfactory to him!

"I'll tell you to hurry up!!" Lu Ya's fierce eyes suddenly burst into a domineering spirit.

Wisps of blood spilled from the air.

The terrifying golden figure suddenly stopped, and the dazzling golden skin was retreating with the naked eye.

The dust flew out directly! The dragon descending stick also came out of his hand!

This gap is too big! Everyone didn't even see Lu Ya make a move.

The competition is over!

Lu Ya hadn't stopped yet, he raised Fang Tian's painting halberd and walked towards the dust.

All the people exclaimed, is this leader of the four little evils going to kill the dust?

The magistrate didn't even dare to move forward because of Lu Ya's momentum.

I could only walk anxiously on the edge of the ring, shouting "Stop, stop, the game is over!"

However, Lu Ya didn't listen.

Fuchen got up with difficulty, and there was still the strength in his eyes that he did not admit defeat.

"You are such trash!Why are you wasting my time!" Lu Ya was like a wild beast.

Fang Tian's halberd fell from the sky, as if it was about to split the dust in half in one fell swoop.

Those monks of Shaolin Temple all rushed to the stage desperately!

"Stop!!" A clear voice came out from under the ring.

Fang Tian's halberd stopped in front of the tip of the dusty nose.

All the audience looked towards the place where the voice came from, and some of those who had heard the name of this person nodded excitedly! That's right! It was Chu Zifeng, the great hero of the Northern Kingdom!

Lu Ya slowly turned his head and looked at Chu Zifeng's eyes surging with madness and fiery battle intent.

"What? can't wait?" Lu Ya asked Chu Zifeng with a smile.

"See you in the finals!" Chu Zifeng said lightly, and the surroundings were instantly covered by thunderous shouts.

Lu Ya showed far more strength than this, and few people even found his opponent in the field, but Chu Zifeng, who was the god of war in everyone's hearts, was completely the best candidate.

"This time, I must defeat you!" Fang Tian turned his head and pointed directly at Chu Zifeng under the stage.

Everyone exclaimed.

What! Does this mean that Lu Ya has lost to Chu Zifeng before? This time he must defeat Chu Zifeng! How does this tone sound like it, but I am not completely sure!

The audience admired Chu Zifeng even more for a while!

Lu Ya slowly walked out of the ring with Fang Tian's halberd on his shoulder, and all the people around him avoided it, and no one wanted to provoke this killing god.

The periphery of the ring.

Su Mu and Lin Yu looked at what was happening in front of the ring.

"Second brother, you said that this person is also very weird, why do you keep staring at the eldest brother!" Lin Yu said with a smile.

"Perhaps, it is very simple to have friends, but it is not easy to have an opponent, he may think that the eldest brother is the only one who can be worthy of being his enemy!". Su Mu was a little proud.

Guan Qing looked at Lu Ya's departing figure and said, "This person's strength... It's terrifying!".

"If. . . What does he want to do in this way to be his eldest brother's friend?" Su Mu answered.

"What do you mean?" Li Chun was a little surprised.

"Haha, silly boy, think for yourself!". Su Mu said angrily.

However, if one person's obsession with another person is too deep, then no matter what deep hatred and hatred there is between them, there will always be one thing coexistence between them, and that is... Sooner or later, after the things they are obsessed with are gone, there may be a lot to say.

"Shushan Wu Chu!

"Wow! It's rare to see such a scene!".

The people in the audience were talking.

Wu Chu's genius is a genius that all the people in the rivers and lakes can see! Touching the sword at the age of three, he can practice many swordsmanship at the age of seven and enter China, he can resist the sword at the age of thirteen, and he can create his own sword intent at the age of seventeen.

And a little red in the dark night is also a well-known powerful player in the rivers and lakes.

Mainly assassination, assassination, according to legend, the person he wanted to kill did not survive to escape.

Wu Chu walked up in a linen-colored uniform, with a plain sword on his back, and his face was indifferent.

Xie Tianen nodded after seeing it, this time... This guy has improved a lot! It's terrible.

Except for Xie Tianen and the people of Shushan, no one knew what kind of concept Wu Chu's existence was!