Ye Luo immediately seized the opportunity, grabbed the man's wrist, and pulled him suddenly, and his right shoulder was directly pressed against the thin monk's jaw.

With a "bang", the other party was stunned, and then Ye Luo followed up with dexterity and directly threw the monk out of the red circle, ending the competition.

But before the monk landed, Ye Luo immediately couldn't suppress the shock in his body, and vomited a mouthful of blood again.

When Ye Luo finally waited for his last game, he immediately sighed that the world was small, and his opponent was none other than Jin Dazhong's servant Jin Lu.

"You only have two realms, you can't beat me. Jin Lu looked at Ye Luo's appearance of being deficient in qi and blood, and said expressionlessly.

Ye Luo smiled bitterly and secretly glanced at the disciple who was watching the excitement in the distance, and at this moment Jin Dazhong was waving his arms to cheer for Jin Lu.

Ye Luo then whispered, "Even if you win, I will definitely not be able to go far in the purple clothes competition area, if you abstain in this game, I will give you a thousand high-grade spirit stones, plus a high-level spirit weapon, how about it?"

This condition is many times more than the annual salary of a purple-clothed disciple.

Lao Ye is going to try other methods, if he can do it, he won't do it, and he is going to be a rich uncle today.

Jin Lu just shook his head and didn't speak.

"You can't trust me, I'm afraid I won't be able to take it out?" Ye Luo saw that Jin Lu disagreed, and hurriedly asked.

"No, I don't lack that. Jin Lu replied nonchalantly.

Ye Luo's heart immediately 10,000 sentences of mother selling batches I don't know how to say, uncle, you don't lack spirit stones, you will be a servant for one two hundred and five!

"Then what do you want?" Ye Luo still refused to give up.

"Don't want anything, just be happy. Jin Lu glanced at Jin Dazhong, who was cheering hard, and there was a rare change in his face.

Ye Luo immediately rolled his eyes to the sky, and he had to be another guy with in his brain.

Then since we can't talk about it, let's fight.

"I'm in a relatively low realm now, and when I start to move, I may not keep my hand, you be careful. Ye Luo reminded, slowly took a few steps back, and opened up a little distance from Jin Lu.

"Leave it to yourself. Jin Lu didn't talk nonsense anymore, and after coldly dropping a sentence, he immediately released his momentum, seeing that his momentum had faintly stepped into the threshold of the Seven Realms with half a foot.

"En?" Ye Luo looked at Jin Lu's slightly different aura from ordinary monks, and immediately frowned, "Confucian cultivator?"

"Landing Xiaoru, Jin Lu, visit!" Jin Lu finished speaking, and directly smashed out a heroic righteousness, and went straight to Ye Luo.

Damn! The Ten Sects didn't fight with Confucian cultivators, but they met here, but now they can't even deal with ordinary Six Realm monks, let alone the Haoran righteousness that makes the Ten Sect monks feel tricky.

Ye Luo smiled bitterly, not to mention meeting Confucian cultivators, even if the Heavenly Sect came, he would have to be hard.

Ye Luo immediately reined in his mind, mobilized the few spiritual powers in his body, and directly launched the thunder link, and crashed straight towards Jin Lu.

"Bang!", Ye Luo's shoulder collided directly with Jin Lu's anger, and under the rush, Ye Luo actually had a slight upper hand, knocking Jin Lu back a few steps and hesitating.

"Although the aura is gone, the body is still there. Ye Luo rubbed his shoulders gently, Jin Lu's punch just now, the strength was still not weak, and he actually smashed his shoulder for a while.

"Good physique!" After Jin Lu praised him, he no longer wanted to fight with Ye Luo, but pointed at him like a sword, and actually condensed his Haoran righteousness into several sword qi, and slashed straight towards Ye Luo.

This Ye Luo is willing, he doesn't have much aura, but he can't fight with you in martial arts, and he only has a pair of meat fists left at the moment.

Ye Luo took a sword qi desperately, and finally got close to Jin Lu's body, and smashed Jin Lu's side waist with a punch and hammered it out.

This kind of pure hand-to-hand combat feels really cool, if it weren't for Tianzong's Tian Wuving, he wouldn't have only practiced boxing, and he wouldn't even practice martial arts.

"Ah Lu, beat me back, I can't fight back, I won't give you food!" Jin Dazhong saw Jin Lu being blown away, and immediately shouted on the side, looking at his appearance, he wanted to come up and beat Ye Luo in person.

Jin Lu nodded lightly at Jin Dazhong, and no longer condensed the sword qi, but directly at the center of his eyebrows, and immediately a natal word flew out and pressed directly towards Ye Luo.

Ye Luo looked at the "righteousness" that was completely condensed by Gang Qi, and immediately retracted his mind, this so-called natal word seemed to be very difficult to deal with.

Feeling the momentum of oppression, Ye Luo immediately wanted to avoid its edge, but this word "righteousness" seemed to be able to lock his spiritual power, and he couldn't wait to purify his spiritual power.

Ye Luo had a feeling that no matter where he fled to, the word would cut towards him.

Watching Mu Ze compete with the people of the Holy Confucian Sect before, Ye Luo still couldn't feel the power of the Holy Confucianism, especially when Mu Ze was only forced into a dilemma by Meng Ji's natal "town", Ye Luo secretly despised Mu Ze, but now it is his turn to face the word "righteousness", but he really feels the trickiness of Confucianism.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Ye Luo simply stood still, and immediately took out a few pieces of rune paper, ready to resist.

Ye Luo did not retreat but advanced, and actually took the lead in rushing towards Jin Lu's natal character, "Thunderstorm, stacked explosion!"

Ye Luo let out a low snort, and immediately detonated all the thunderstorm talismans, and threw them directly at the word "righteousness" that was being cut.

"Peng Peng!" said several times in succession, although the seventh-order thunderstorm talisman was useless to the Seven Realms cultivators, but it could be said to be extremely powerful against Jin Lu, who was at the peak of the Six Realms.

After a round of bombardment by the thunderstorm talisman, Jin Lu's "righteousness" faintly appeared a few cracks, and Jin Lu was immediately shocked in his body because of the damage to his natal character, and he had vomited several mouthfuls of blood at this moment.

But Jin Lu hurriedly suppressed the injuries in his body, still stubbornly controlling the natal character, and cut towards Ye Luo.

Faithful for righteousness!

If a Confucian cultivator can't even understand the true meaning of his own natal character, then he can't cultivate the so-called natal word at all.

There are more than 1,000 powerful names, among which the nine characters of "benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, faith, loyalty, filial piety, piety, and forbearance" are the most rare and powerful, and almost every word represents an extreme.

Since I am fortunate enough to receive the word "righteousness", then I will fulfill my promise to the end.

Ye Luo looked at the "righteousness" that had already appeared several cracks and only smashed it towards him again, and immediately prepared to throw out a few more rune papers, but after Ye Luo threw out the rune paper, he found that he could no longer mobilize half a point of aura.

"Uncle's!" Ye Luo scolded, simply gave up using spiritual power, wrapped his fists in the long sleeves of the black robe, picked up a pair of iron fists and smashed towards the word "righteousness".

"Tom!tom!" A few times, Ye Luo, with the pure physical body of the Seven Realms, really blocked the oppression of the word "righteousness".

But because of the power of the shock, almost every time Ye Luo punched him, there was a colicy pain in his body, and the taste was almost the same as every punch he hammered on himself.

But at this moment, Ye Luo's momentum has risen, and he can't stop at all, Ye Luo knows that as long as he unloads his last breath, he will be cut down by this "righteousness" in an instant, although he will definitely not be cut into several pieces with a black robe to protect him, but he will still be shocked out of the red circle and lose the game.

Now Ye Luo has only one choice, and that is to take a breath and directly scatter the word "righteousness"!

"Ahhh

It can be seen with the naked eye that with Ye Luo's crazy hammer smashing, the crack on the word "righteousness" is getting bigger and bigger, and it is about to be split into several pieces.

At this moment, Jin Lu's appearance is not much better than Ye Luo, almost every time the crack on the word "righteousness" gets worse, a mouthful of blood spits out of Jin Lu's mouth.

It seems that all the beatings on the natal character are transferred to Jin Lu.

Jin Lu was bleeding from almost all seven orifices, but he was still insisting, both of them were hanging for the last bite at the moment, whoever couldn't hold it first would be defeated first.

Jin Dazhong, who had long since lost his sound, saw Jin Lu's bloody face, and immediately became afraid, as a rich boy who had no worries about food and clothing, how could he have seen such a bloody scene.

At this moment, Jin Dazhong immediately shouted at Jin Lu in fear, "Ah Lu, don't fight, don't fight, I'll let you eat!"

Ah Lu naturally heard Jin Dazhong's voice, but he could only smile bitterly and continue to insist.

If you can't wait for Ye Luo to stop first, I'm afraid that as long as I have the idea of removing the natal word, the breath I am hanging will immediately disperse, and the backlash I will receive at that time will be several times heavier.

Ah Lu could only insist, and at this moment he could only pray that Ye Luo would do his best to stop it.

But Ye Luo also encountered this situation, and had to continue to beat, no matter what, Ye Luo didn't want to lose!

Jin Dazhong saw that Ah Lu didn't care about himself at all, and saw more and more blood on Jin Lu's face, he was distressed and scared, and immediately burst into tears and snot, and muttered while crying, "Ah Lu, let's stop fighting, I won't cultivate immortals, let's go home!"

It looked like a child of five or six years old.

After Jin Dazhong finished speaking, Jin Lu immediately said, "Home!"

Jin Lu also felt sorry for Jin Dazhong, and almost did not hesitate, desperately trying to break the natal word by Ye Luo, or directly recall the natal word, ready to abstain.

But just when Jin Lu was relieved, Ye Luo's punch smashed down again, directly on the word "righteousness" that was retreating.

"Click!", the word "righteousness" that had no momentum was directly smashed in half by Ye Luo, and then the anger dispersed and disappeared completely.

And Jin Lu, whose natal character was scattered, was immediately smashed upside down and flew out, and the seven orifices were flowing bloody.

"Ah Lu!!" Jin Dazhong saw that Jin Lu was smashed and flew straight towards him, and he didn't care about anything else, so he quickly rushed out of the crowd and wanted to catch Jin Lu.

"Bang!", Jin Lu directly flew out with Jin Dazhong, and the two of them slid out of the red circle for a few meters before they stopped.

Jin Dazhong didn't care about the churning in his body, and hurriedly helped Jin Lu, who was unconscious, and asked with a worried face, "Ah Lu, are you okay? You won't die, right?"

"I don't cultivate immortals anymore, let's go home, it's good to be the son of a squire!" Jin Dazhong cried as he spoke.