In the previous life, Lu Yu only obtained the soul power line after he reached a very high level.

Unexpectedly, in this life, Lu Yu had already possessed the rare treasure of soul power line just as he had just opened his meridian realm.

Lu Yu jumped up, and the martial soul above his head was swaying gently, hanging down a soft green light, covering Lu Yu's whole body, causing his pores to widen and expel a large amount of stains deposited in the flesh and blood.

Lu Yu was refreshed and full of energy. As he breathed, the grass and trees around him were swaying.

That is the magic of the Green Grass and the Tiantian Jue, which allows him to communicate with the grass, resonate his mind, and observe the world with the help of the grass's perspective.

That kind of experience is extremely wonderful. In the eyes of the grass, the world is another color.

Lu Yu was immersed for a moment and then suddenly woke up because someone was approaching this area.

Lu Yu has been practicing here for seven days. Zhang Dali almost turned the entire mountain, but he has never seen Lu Yu. He has always held his breath and refused to give up.

Lu Yu sensed Zhang Dali's breath, and he was surrounded by three disciples, all of whom were at the sixth level of the meridian opening.

"If you want to kill me, I will fulfill your wishes."

Lu Yu sneered, flashed out, and came outside the maze array.

"Look, he's there."

A disciple had sharp eyes and immediately discovered Lu Yu.

"You little brat, you can make it easy for us to find. Today I won't beat you to death."

Zhang Dali cursed with an irritable look on his face.

Lu Yu didn't know Zhang Dali's name, but when he recognized him as someone around Wu Yingjie, he immediately understood everything.

"Is Wu Yingjie instructed you to come?"

Zhang Dali glared at Lu Yu and said with a grim smile: "Diet to the point of death, why bother asking about these things."

Lu Yu mocked: "The word "death is about to come to an end is really appropriate, but you said four less words."

Zhang Dali asked, "What four words?"

"Send to death at home."

"Bold Lu Yu, he still has such a bad mouth when he dies. We will make you worse than death later."

A disciple of Wuzong pointed at Lu Yu and cursed, obviously trying to please Zhang Dali.

"It's indeed the stone in the pit, smelly and hard. Do you think it would be amazing if you cheated and defeated Zhong Zhen? Let me tell you that Zhong Zhen was just a slap in front of me. If I want to kill you, it would be like stepping on an ant to death."

Zhang Dali scolded him and was extremely conceited.

"Senior Brother Zhang is at the seventh level of the meridian opening. You can kill one finger."

Another disciple of Wuzong boasted about walking his horse and scolded Lu Yu for being ignorant.

"Lu Yu, if you kneel down and beg for death, we will make you die more happy, otherwise you will regret it."

Lu Yu sneered: "Just you guys?"

Zhang Dali said contemptuously: "Stop pretending to be a ghost in front of me. Since you have chosen a burial place, I will be willing to help others and help you."

Lu Yu sneered: "What a helpful sentence, you really show yourself to be very upright."

Zhang Dali snorted: "I will count three times and I will not kneel down and beg for mercy. I will destroy your limbs first. One…two..."

Lu Yu sneered: "I'm afraid you will be the one who kneels down and begs for mercy later."

A disciple said angrily: "Rareless, you dare to talk to Senior Brother Zhang like this, so I won't smash your mouth."

The disciple kicked his left foot, soared into the air for several feet, and punched his right hand, with a sharp fist wind, locking Lu Yu's heart position.

This is a fatal critical place for a punch, which shows that this disciple's original intention is to kill Lu Yu.

Lu Yu's eyes were sharp and his right hand punched out, but with a crack, his bones shattered, and a scream like a pig slaughtered across the entire woods.

The disciple was blown away by Lu Yu's punch, his entire right arm was scrapped, his body hit the big tree, and he screamed a few times and fainted from pain.

Zhang Dali and the other two disciples who were watching the game were originally gloating and waiting to see the scene where Lu Yu cut off his hands and screamed, but they did not expect that it would be the opposite end.

"This...this...this...is impossible!"

A disciple screamed in disbelief.

Zhang Dali suddenly changed color, stared at Lu Yu's cold eyes, and an inexplicable chill appeared in his heart.

"Have you entered the sixth level of the meridian opening?"

Lu Yu mocked: "You have already counted two just now. Should you count three next time?"

Zhang Dali was angry and angry, and said ashamed: "You are looking for death!"

As soon as he flashed, Zhang Dali bent his five fingers with his right hand, turned into eagle claws, and grabbed Lu Yu's throat.

There is a power gap between each level of the ninth level of the open meridian.

The fifth level of the meridian opening is 1,500 jin, the sixth level of the meridian opening is 3,000 jin, the seventh level of the meridian opening is 5,000 jin, and the eighth level of the meridian opening is 8,000 jin.

If you can reach the ninth level of meridian opening, the force of one punch will reach ten thousand pounds.

Because of the gap in strength, it is impossible to win a challenge that is head-on.

Only by using a small amount of effort to achieve a great success may you win by relying on your moves and martial arts.

Lu Yu punched sideways, not wanting to win with his strength. He wants to accumulate experience and improve his strength in the battle.

Zhang Dali is in the late stage of the seventh level of the meridian opening. His claws weigh 6,000 kilograms, and his martial arts have reached a small success. He is also a leader in the same realm.

Lu Yu has the perception of the Eye of Grass, and cooperates with the analysis of Wanfa Pool to predict the enemy's initiative.

Zhang Dali is tall and strong, with amazing strength. His martial soul is an eagle, and his martial arts skills are eagle claws. Not only is he full of attack power, but his speed is also amazing.

"This kid can actually compete with Senior Brother Zhang. Could it be that he is already at the seventh level of the meridian opening?"

"It's impossible. He has only been seven days since he left Dan Sect. How could he be promoted to two levels in a row?"

Two disciples at the sixth level cheered Zhang Dali while talking in a low voice.

Zhang Dali attacked more than ten moves in one breath, but he didn't even touch the corner of Lu Yu's clothes, which made him angry and happy.

The anger was that Lu Yu was too slippery, and the joy was that Lu Yu did not dare to fight head-on, which showed that Lu Yu was at most at the seventh level of the meridian level, and most of them had just entered this level and dared not fight with him.

Thinking of this, Zhang Dali swept away the concerns in his heart and shouted: "Lu Yu, if you have the habit, you will take me one step. If you don't dare, you will kneel down and call me grandpa."

Lu Yu raised his eyebrows and sneered: "As you wish."

After stopping, Lu Yu punched seven layers of force with his right hand, and took Zhang Dali's claw hard.

When the fist claws hit, Lu Yu moved sideways back, which seemed to be evenly matched, but in fact, Zhang Dali had a slight advantage in this attack.

"Sure enough."

Zhang Dali said intimately, laughing wildly: "You want to fight me too, it's so stupid."

Zhang Dali accelerated the attack, spread his arms like a roc spreading his wings, and approached Lu Yu with a bang, giving people a feeling of being caught off guard.

Lu Yu responded calmly, with the autumn wind rising with his left hand and the leaves falling back with his right hand, and alternately exerting the first two styles of the sunset boxing technique. The force of one retracted and one releasing formed a whirlpool, which sometimes shocked Zhang Dali and sometimes pulled him closer, which surprised the two disciples who watched the battle.

"How could this happen? Am I dazzled?"

"This kid is so weird. What tricks did he use?"

The two of them couldn't understand it, and Zhang Dali was also confused and could not help himself in the battle.

Lu Yu was extremely excited. It turned out that the autumn wind rose and fell leaves were used alternately. The gathering and opening contained the cleverness of making a big move, which could be used to leverage the force.

Lu Yule was in it, and Zhang Dali was like a doll in his hand. He was waving it and shouting it away, without any resistance at all.
Chapter completed!