Half a year, the eighth level of spirit gathering!

No one could believe it because it was impossible.

I don’t even look at the place when bragging. You say that it’s only half a year. I have only been practicing for three months, an idiot.

Wu Xi looked at Lu Yu with disdain, looking down from a condescending manner.

Lu Yu said coldly: If you are in the realm of gathering spirits, I can hit you with just one finger to kneel down and call you dad!

These words were full of domineering, which surprised Sikong Xieyue and others.

Is Lu Yu provoking Wu Xi?

What a big tone.

Wu Xi laughed angrily, even a flea dared to be presumptuous in front of him, and had to teach him a lesson.

Aside from the side, a disciple cheered: Senior Brother Wu, give him some color, this kid is too rampant.

Another person said: Why do Senior Brother Wu need to take action? I will teach him a lesson.

The man was in his early twenties and at the first level of Lingwu, he wanted to take the opportunity to please Wu Xi.

Boy, come over and kneel down to apologize. I will spare you once, otherwise you will be beaten into a pig's head and even your mother will not recognize you.

Lu Yu sneered: Right and wrong are just to speak more, and worries are all due to forcing them to come forward. You are sure to fight with me.

The disciple laughed and said: Scar me? You are just the eighth level of spirit gathering. I can abuse you into a dog with one hand!

Sikong Xieyue looked quietly, her lips moving, as if she wanted to say something, but she still didn't speak in the end.

The other disciples were all unfamiliar with Lu Yu, and they looked coldly and watched the fun.

Since you are so confident, don't regret it later.

Lu Yu's cold eyes were like a knife, and there was no wind around him. The little grass martial soul flashed and floated on his head, swallowing and spitting out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, releasing a powerful deterrent.

Grass Martial Soul? It’s so funny. Such martial souls dare to fight with others, and they are simply idiots.

The disciple laughed wildly, with an exaggerated expression deliberately mocking Lu Yu.

The other disciples burst into laughter, thinking that Lu Yu was not very capable and had a good temper.

The first-class martial soul of the Xuan-level martial soul, I really don’t know how you have the face to laugh at others. Judging from your age, you should be a disciple of the previous class. After three years of coming to Tianxuan Sect, the martial soul has not grown at all. What is the difference between people like you and wasteful resources?

Lu Yu's words made the man severely ridiculed, and the smile on his face suddenly frozen.

Shut up, what qualifications do you have to say here? No matter how weak I am, my realm is still a little higher than you.

The disciple was so angry that he roared at Lu Yu.

Gao? I didn't see it. Aren't you going to teach me a lesson? Let's take a move.

Lu Yu stood with his hands behind his back, arrogant and arrogant, with disdain in his eyes, deeply stimulating the disciple.

Since you are sincerely seeking abuse, I will help you.

The disciple smiled grimly, and the martial soul appeared above his head, and it turned out to be a weasel.

Boy, kneel down and beg for mercy!

As soon as he flashed, the disciple waved his hand and patted Lu Yu on his shoulder, hoping to make Lu Yu kneel to the ground and humiliate Lu Yu.

roll!

Lu Yu glared coldly, on the second leaf of Xiaocao martial soul, three soul lines flew out like lightning, slashing on the opponent's martial soul.

At the same time, Lu Yu's body released the qi, and the Nine Yang Xuan Wood shook and roared. A powerful shock wave acted on the disciple and directly knocked him away.

ah!

The screams echoed in the valley.

The disciple flew out like an arrow and hit a big rock. He was bleeding on the spot and fell to the ground.

His martial soul let out a wail, flashing and dying, and is gradually disappearing.

That was Lu Yu's martial soul attack. How did the soul power line hit the soul whip, whipping the opponent's martial soul, and extracting the soul power of the weasel martial soul, making it weak and dying.

If the treatment is not promptly done, the man's martial soul will soon die and he will become a useless person from then on.

If Lu Yu hadn't thought about his fellow disciples and had to do a little heavier, then his disciple would be a dead person now.

Such a result made the gloating disciples condense their smiles on their faces.

Sikong Xieyue opened her mouth wide, and Wu Xi looked shocked and couldn't believe it.

You dare to harm your fellow disciples, I can't spare you!

Wu Xi's eyes rolled and rushed out angrily, trying to teach Lu Yu a lesson.

snort!

The void trembled, Wu Xi flew backwards, screaming in surprise, and his eyes were horrified.

What are you doing?

Bai Xue returned, and Xuan Meng let out a slight hum just now, and shocked Wu Xi away.

They Lu Yu injured Senior Brother Chen, and his martial soul was almost dead. Senior Brother Wu was so angry that he took action

Bai Xue glanced at the seriously injured disciple, and a strange look appeared in her eyes.

With his left hand grabbed the disciple in the air, he pulled the disciple in front of him. The martial soul appeared above his head. It turned out to be a daffodil, hanging down his rich soul power, healing his weasel martial soul.

Xuanmeng came, and there were several experts from Tianxuan Sect accompanying him, each with sharp eyes and soul-stirring.

Wu Xi, what's going on?

A man in his forties with a square face and wide forehead asked about this.

Master Qi reported that the kid was not in a high level and had a very good tone. He injured Senior Brother Chen with a disagreement. He was ruthless and did not even think of his fellow disciples.

Chu Fangjing glanced at Lu Yu and asked: Is that true?

no!

Lu Yu is neither humble nor arrogant, and fights back calmly.

Bai Xue put away her martial soul and said in a deep voice: Xiyue, what's going on?

Sikong Xieyue dared not hide it and told the story before.

The disciples of the Fa Sect are very arrogant. You are so capable, so how can you invite me?

Xuan Meng had a cold face and felt an unsettling chill all over her body.

Chu Fangjing is from the Fazong, and Wu Xi is also a disciple of the Fazong. He relies on his extraordinary cultivation and is also the law enforcement department of the Tianxuan Sect, so he does not take others seriously.

Bai Xue glanced at Chu Fangjing and pondered: Otherwise, let Wu Xi apologize, and the fight among the younger generations should not affect the main business.

Chu Fangjing frowned and apologized, how embarrassing?

Wouldn’t his Fazong be disgraced?

You are frivolous and don’t need to worry about it. This matter ends here, and after I go back, I will punish him to face the wall.

Chu Fangjing spoke, intending to leave the matter alone.

When did the Fazong become so easy to talk to?

Xuan Meng turned around and said coldly: Let's go.

Lu Yu followed and walked straight out of the valley.

Xuanmeng, wait, don’t leave.

Bai Xue glared at Chu Fangjing and whispered: You are going to make her angry, and you can invite her by yourself at that time.

Chu Fangjing was a little embarrassed and angry. He had a very high status in the Fazong, and in terms of identity, he was one generation higher than Xuanmeng.

Who would have thought that Xuan Meng actually showed his face.

Chu Fangjing flashed and blocked Xuan Meng's way.

What do you mean?

Xuan Meng sneered: It's not interesting, I'm not happy to help you.

This time, Jiudao Cliff gathered the masters of the Soul Sect, Fa Sect, and Fu Sect, and the Fa Sect was originally responsible for the Fa Sect.

I really couldn't handle it, so I sent someone to Chonghua Palace, intending to ask Xuanmeng to help.

Who would have thought that it was because of Wu Xi's arrogance that caused so many things to do.
Chapter completed!