The seven monks who had resisted Lu Yu retreated in unison. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 At the same time, the other six monks released six sword rays one after another, wrapping towards Lu Yu!

"Die!" Lu Yu roared wildly, and a blood mist suddenly rose from the Silver Dragon Rock Armor, gathering towards the Piercing Sun Spear with a "boom"! Lu Yu Piercing the Sun Spear suddenly swept towards his body, and a circle of blood-colored light enveloped the six sword qi, and at the same time, with a "boom", it exploded in all directions!

"Bloodstained", this is a desperate move in the six styles of the sun!

The six monks were taken aback and floated back, but the three monks who were closer to the left were too late to dodge!

"Bang", one of the monks, his head was shattered. The other two were hit in the chest, flew upside down seven or eight feet away, and fell to the ground and struggled.

The seven retreating second-order cultivators had just replaced the damaged long sword in their hands when they saw this shocking change happen.

One of the middle-aged monks shouted in a deep voice, "Retreat!" and then jumped up and ran towards the thirty-six first-order monks on the east side.

The other monks also hurriedly followed, and fled towards the east side of the death fight platform together, but no one paid attention to the two seriously injured companions!

Lu Yu didn't chase after him, he floated in front of the two seriously injured monks, and stabbed these two to death in three or two moves!

"Hum", there was a slight commotion in the audience, some people were amazed by the power of Lu Yu's move, and some people were disgusted by the coldness of the two monks of Nie Teng!

Lu Yu looked coldly at the second-order cultivators who had fled to the corner of the east side, but he sat on the spot, took out various healing pills, dispersed the medicine, and began to recover from his injuries.

In the east corner, the old man in the middle who was surrounded by thirty-five first-order monks opened his eyes at this moment, glanced at the second-order monks who had escaped, and said coldly: "Go, don't let him recover!"

The remaining nine second-order monks all looked at the middle-aged monk who had retreated first.

The middle-aged monk gritted his teeth, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Let's talk about recovering the mana injury first!"

After that, the middle-aged monk didn't look at the old monk in the circle, sat down by himself, took out all kinds of pills and pills like Lu Yu, and took them to heal!

The other nine second-order cultivators glanced at each other, and they also sat down and recovered without saying a word!

"Wow", there was another uproar in the audience!

It's not unheard of in this deathfight to recover from sitting on the platform. But look at the large group of more than forty people here, and then look at the lone one one on the opposite side! Almost all the martial artists and monks in the audience had an extremely strange feeling!

Many martial arts monks laughed in the audience, and some even spoke loudly and sarcastically!

The old monk's face flashed with anger, but he was helpless!

After a full cup of tea, Lu Yu took out the medium-grade spirit stone again and restored the lost mana!

The ten second-order monks on the opposite side listened to the insults and ridicule from the audience, sweating on their foreheads one by one, and they didn't dare to open their eyes!

The old monk sitting in the crowd couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Don't you have the dignity of being a monk?"

The middle-aged second-order monk sitting on the periphery suddenly turned his head and glared at the old monk fiercely, and said in a cold voice: "Old thing! Tiangang's blood explosion can't kill him! He can even send out that weird blood-colored attack! Do you want us to go over and send him to death?"

The old man was so angry that his beard trembled slightly, and he also said coldly: "The two principals must be watching from the attic at this moment!

The middle-aged monk's body shook, and he glanced at the attic beyond the death arena, and his face became extremely difficult to look at.

"Wait for that Lu Yu to come over, you release the Tiangang Blood Explosion again, as long as you can seriously injure it again, we will definitely come forward to besiege it!" the middle-aged monk thought for a moment.

The old monk snorted and said no more.

Nie Lao Liu and Teng Lao San were indeed above the attic on the periphery of the death arena at this moment.

Now Nie Lao Liu's face is like the bottom of a pot! Teng Lao San's eyes are even more blood-red, if it weren't for the two high-level monks around him to stop him, he would have already broken out of the window!

After another tea hour, Lu Yu's five great whirls were also full of mana again!

Standing up, Lu Yu looked at the east side of the death platform.

Among the ten second-order cultivators, there were two of them, and with Lu Yu, they suddenly stood up!

Lu Yu stretched his waist, moved his muscles and bones, and turned around and walked towards the corpses of the three second-order cultivators.

There was another burst of laughter in the audience, and the two monks who stood up were flushed for a while, and they didn't know whether to sit down again or just stand!

Lu Yu didn't pay attention to others, but unhurriedly took off the inner armor of the three monks' weapons and storage bags, and put them away.

I turned my head to look at those second-order monks, but they didn't see them yet!

With a sneer, Lu Yu got up and walked towards the east side of the death platform.

Seeing Lu Yu coming over, those second-order monks also stood up one after another.

Who knew that Lu Yu walked to a place twenty or thirty feet away from them, but stopped!

This distance is not far or close, if the thirty-six first-order cultivators send out the Tiangang blood explosion again, Lu Yu will definitely be able to dodge it easily! If ten second-order cultivators come to attack, Lu Yu will not be able to ask for it!

The ten second-order cultivators looked at Lu Yu together, and they couldn't figure out what Lu Yu was planning to do for a while!

After staring at the ten second-order cultivators for a while, Lu Yu sat down again.

Putting the Piercing Sun Spear on his lap, he turned over his hand and took out a medium-grade spirit stone, and Lu Yu began to absorb the spiritual power in it again!

The ten monks looked at each other, not knowing what the hell Lu Yu was doing!

After a while, an abnormal mana fluctuation emanated from Lu Yu's body.

Although the ten monks were far away and couldn't sense it clearly, each of them had an extremely ominous feeling in their hearts!

"Bang", an attic room outside the death arena was suddenly kicked through the window lattice.

A gray figure emerged from the broken window, and leapt towards the makeshift bridge.

"Whoosh ......", a series of six high-ranking monks jumped out from all places, and also came to the overpass.

"Teng Laosan, you still dare to come to my death arena to spread wild!" The high-ranking monk led by him shouted in a loud voice.

Fuji Laosan didn't care about it and shouted loudly towards the death fight: "That kid wants to be promoted!

The high-ranking monk of the death arena led by him, his two eyebrows suddenly straightened up, and he was about to make a move!

"Huh", the two subordinates of the third man of Nato also rushed out quickly.

Li Mo in front bowed deeply to the monk of the death arena and said, "For the damaged items, our Fuji family is willing to compensate a hundred times!

The Death Arena monk frowned, snorted, and stopped talking.

The ten second-order cultivators on the stage were all taken aback when they heard the shouts of Fuji Laosan.

The middle-aged monk who was the leader gritted his teeth and said, "You can't let him be promoted, let's go up together, try to lure him over!"

The other monks glanced at each other, all of them clenched their long swords, stiffened their heads, and slowly approached Lu Yu together.

When he arrived at Lu Yu's ten feet, the middle-aged monk shouted in a low voice, "Up!"

The nine monks rose to their feet in unison and rushed towards Lu Yu. And the middle-aged monk was deliberately a little slower!

Lu Yu held the Piercing Sun Spear, stood up with his body overturned, and waited for the ten second-order cultivators to attack.

"Bang, bang, bang, ah......" The swords and spears flew staggered for a while, but at this moment, Lu Yu's injuries were mostly recovered, and most of the ten second-order monks had no intention of fighting, so in just a moment, another second-order monk was pierced in the throat by Lu Yu, and another person was slapped in the back, vomiting blood and falling to the ground!

The other monks felt a chill in their hearts again, and they all hurried back.

Lu Yu didn't chase after him, he stepped forward and stabbed the seriously injured monk to death with one shot, and then he was still twenty or thirty feet away from the thirty-six first-order monks, standing still!

The situation is once again deadlocked!

With an indifferent expression, he took out the empty Xuantie wine jug, Lu Yu drank a large mouthful of Chinese monkey wine, stood on the spot, used the wood mana, and began to recover from his injuries again!

The second-order monk who was the leader suddenly felt weak all over his body, and it seemed that a boulder was blocked in his chest, and he was almost out of breath!

The young man in front of him was so scheming that it was even more terrifying than his natural strength that was superior to his peers! This middle-aged monk couldn't help but feel a deep sense of remorse in his heart!

Looking at the other second-order cultivators beside him, he saw that all of them were also pale, and I was afraid that the feeling in his heart was not much different!

"Let's go", the middle-aged monk at the head barely squeezed two words out of his throat, and then retreated step by step towards the east side of the death platform.

The other monks were also pardoned, and they followed the example of the middle-aged monk, guarding Lu Yu while retreating to the back.

The vine on the overpass couldn't help but shout again, but the remaining eight second-order cultivators looked like dead pigs who were not afraid of boiling water! No matter what, they didn't want to get close to Lu Yu again!

The old monk sitting in the crowd couldn't help but raise his eyebrows for a while, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Lu Yu didn't pay attention to these second-order cultivators who retreated again, but just quietly operated the wood mana, and with the effect of the medium-grade monkey wine, he quickly repaired the injuries in his internal organs.

The crowd in the audience was no longer in a commotion, most of them folded their arms, quietly waiting for what this strange death match would develop into!

After half an hour, Lu Yu opened his eyes. The injuries in his internal organs had fully recovered at this moment.

As for the external injuries on his body, they are nothing to Lu Yu's strong physique!

Striding forward, Lu Yu approached the group of monks from the two Nieto families.

"Enlightenment!" the old man who was sitting on the plate shouted again when he saw this.

Thirty-five first-order monks opened their eyes and drew their swords in unison, just waiting for the old man to give orders!

Lu Yu was unhurried, and approached again, only a dozen feet away from the crowd.

"Out!" The long swords in the hands of the thirty-five first-order monks suddenly turned blood-red, and they all came out of their hands and flew towards the old man.

"Lead!" the old man shouted again, and the long sword in his hand turned blood-red, raised it high, and drew towards the spinning sword plate.

"Wow", Lu Yu suddenly launched! (To be continued.) )