Compared with Shang Yifei's martial arts, Lu Jun knew how far away it was.

Although the Evil Slash can stimulate the martial inspiration, its martial intent is only aimed at the opponent that Lu Jun attacks, and the others are not affected by it.

And Shang Yifei's palm, but the entire Wind and Thunder Village, can feel the coercion of martial arts, such as the artistic conception master is powerless to resist, even if he is a strong person in the Enlightenment Realm, he has to fight with all his strength in order to barely resist.

Lu Jun is carrying the Heavenly and Human Spirit Beads, and he is not even afraid of the coercion of the grandmaster, so he is naturally not afraid of the power contained in the martial arts, so he just uses this opportunity to observe the battle between the strong people of the Tongyou.

What surprised him was that Xue Qianshan did not use his martial intent to pass through the shadows, and still only relied on a pair of jade palms to face Shang Yifei.

At the moment when the four palms intersected again, suddenly the wind stopped and the thunder disappeared, and the dark clouds in the sky all dispersed.

"What's going on?"

Before Lu Jun could figure out the truth, he saw Shang Yifei flying upside down again, and unlike before, this time he actually spurted blood from his mouth.

"Who is she, how can she break Shang Yifei's martial intent!"

The eldest grandson Yanming was shocked, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

But the next moment, he suddenly shouted to Chen Ke: "Brother Chen, let's go help Shang Yifei!"

In fact, there is no need for him to say it, Chen Ke has already pulled out the steel knife on his waist, and the two of them immediately rushed forward.

They all knew that since Lu Jun had found it, he must have known that he was here, and he would not let them go no matter what.

This woman in white is so powerful that she can easily break Shang Yifei's martial intent, even if it is the eldest grandson Yanming and Chen Ke, they dare not say that they can win alone.

Even if they can win, I am afraid that they will not be able to keep her, and the news of the eldest grandson's family chasing and killing Lu Jun will inevitably leak, and they will be greeted with countless anger at that time.

It's just Wan Cheng Sect and Li Taibai, if Jun Wudao comes forward again, it is the Nine Emperor Uncle Li Lie, and he can't protect them.

At that time, the eldest grandson Wuwu could only push them out and charge them with making unauthorized claims, so that the righteous killing of relatives could calm the anger of Jun Wuzheng.

Rather than this, it is better to take advantage of Shang Yifei's ability to fight, and gather the strength of the three to leave the woman in white behind to prevent future troubles.

Seeing the two rushing towards him, Shang Yifei was overjoyed in his heart, hurriedly used all his strength, and quickly retreated backwards.

He already knew that he was far from being Xue Qianlone's opponent, and immediately made up his mind that he would never confront her head-on until the eldest grandson Yanming and Chen Ke came to help.

However, what he didn't expect was that Xue Qianji's speed was much faster than he had imagined.

Xue Qianshi was as light as a fluttering snowflake, but it was closely surrounding Shang Yifei, and the jade palm kept falling down.

Shang Yifei tried his best to escape, but he couldn't avoid her attack, so he could only grit his teeth and fight hard.

Seeing this, Eldest Sun Yanming hurriedly shouted, "Brother Shang, hold on—"

His voice stopped abruptly, and after Shang Yifei connected Xue Qianjian's three palms, the fourth palm couldn't be taken anymore, and he was slapped in the chest with a palm.

The sound of bones breaking and shattering was clearly heard several feet away, and Shang Yifei's body flew out softly, fell to the ground, and there was no more sound.

As soon as the eldest grandson Yanming's eyes swept away, he knew that he had no life, and he was suddenly shocked to the point that his hairs stood on end.

Even he himself didn't dare to say that he could kill Shang Yifei within a few palms, could it be that this woman was a strong person in Guiyuan.

The eldest grandson Yanming and Chen Ke stopped in unison and asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

Xue Qianxi didn't answer, and in a flash, she came to the front of the two of them, and slapped her palm straight down.

The eldest grandson Yanming and Chen Ke naturally refused to sit and wait for death, and the two of them met Xue Qianxi's attack together.

A fierce tiger appeared out of thin air, hanging its forehead and white eyes, majestic, dominating half the sky, and the king of beasts was full of might.

This is exactly Chen Ke's martial intent, but compared to the martial intent inspired by the eldest grandson Yanming, it is a small thing.

It was a majestic statue, and even from a hundred miles away, you could feel his gaze that looked at the world.

He seemed to be the supreme god, and all living beings seemed to be ants in his eyes.

With the moves of the eldest grandson Yanming and Chen Ke, the gods and tigers in the air stretched out their arms and raised their claws at the same time, almost exactly the same as their movements, and fell towards Xue Qianxi.

The sand bandits who had just retreated to the side were once again pressed to the ground, and this time even the enlightened powerhouses bent down.

The only one standing in the field, except for the three powerhouses of the Secret Realm who were fighting, was left alone, looking at the battlefield intently, with a glint in his eyes.

And Xue Qianshan seemed to turn a blind eye to the martial intent of the two of them, and still did not stimulate the martial intent to pass through, and the jade palm did not stagnate, and continued to shoot forward.

Her petite jade palms could not be smaller than the giant hands of the gods and the giant claws of the tigers.

However, it was such a pair of small palms that caught the huge friendless divine palms and tiger claws.

There seemed to be two slight cracking sounds in the air, and then everyone was shocked to see that Dao cracks spread rapidly upwards from the divine palm and tiger claws, and in an instant, they were all over the body of the god statue and the tiger.

Roar!

Yes!

Two painful and unwilling cries rang out out of thin air, and the idol and the tiger shattered at the same time, turning into bits of light and dissipating into the air.

Under one palm, the two of them broke their martial intentions!

The eldest grandson, Yanming and Chen Ke, flew out backwards in unison at the moment when the martial arts were shattered.

The steel knife in Chen Ke's hand had shattered into pieces like the tiger, and the eldest Sun Yanming's right arm shook beside him like a noodle, obviously the arm bone was broken.

"Could this be the real strength of the Holy Land's entry into the WTO, the four holy lands are really unfathomable. Lu Jun's heart was dark.

The eyes of the eldest grandson Yanming and Chen Ke were full of horror, but they didn't expect Xue Qianjian to be so powerful.

Seeing Xue Qianshan chasing after him again, Eldest Sun Yanming hurriedly shouted: "Senior, stop, I'm a member of the Tang Dynasty Eldest Sun Family!"

However, Xue Qianxi was unmoved and continued to attack him, and the eldest grandson Yanming and Chen Ke could only grit their teeth and parry.

Their cultivation is far superior to Shang Yifei, and the two of them joined forces, although they were completely suppressed by Xue Qianjian, they were not defeated immediately, and they could still barely parry.

But they knew that this was only temporary, if Xue Qianjian sent out another attack like the one just now, at most five moves, the two of them would fly away with Shang Yi, and if Shang Yifei walked slowly, maybe they could still get together.

Fortunately, Xue Qianlone's attack is no longer as terrifying as before, but it is only a matter of time before he is defeated and killed.

Just when the hearts of the two were gloomy, a high-pitched Buddha horn suddenly came from the bottom of the mountain.

"Amitabha, can the three donors listen to the poor monks?"