The two thunderbolts struck together, making a deafening collision sound.
Countless monks around him covered their ears and backed away.
A battle of this level is no longer something they can participate in.
Fatty Zhang was very clever. Even before the two of them started to fight, he picked up Niuniu who was still unconscious and ran to the side of the wall in a hurry.
Both spells caused astonishing damage. It's hard to imagine what exactly happened.
The smoke gradually dispersed, and a figure suddenly flew straight out.
boom!
The man's right foot suddenly kicked back, and the ground was crushed immediately, and he stopped walking.
Although the smoke and dust dispersed, the face of the man who flew out was immediately revealed.
Everyone gasped, this person was actually Pang Yun!
At this moment, Pang Yun's brocade clothes and satin were cut open several times.
His face was also a little charred, his hair was a lot messy, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.
Da da da!
A low sound of footsteps came from the smoke.
Lu Yu walked out and stopped in front of Pang Yun, his eyes indifferent.
"What! He...could it be that the Pavilion Master lost? Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" Everyone exclaimed.
As everyone looked, they saw that Lu Yu's body was still intact as before.
Compared with Pang Yun's appearance, whoever wins and who loses will be judged immediately.
"Impossible, he clearly only has the Dragon Qi realm, how could he be the opponent of the Pavilion Master!" The eyes of the Guiyuan Pavilion disciples gradually turned from confusion to fear at first.
They were aiding the evildoers. If Lu Yu was blamed, how could they bear Lu Yu's anger?
Fang Jun was equally astonished. He did not expect that Lu Yu could actually defeat Pang Yun.
As for Fatty Zhang, his mouth is even bigger.
"Could I have misjudged this? Is this a peerless genius from a certain holy land who was exiled to the Southern Wilderness?" Fatty Zhang muttered secretly.
Although everyone's voices were very low, Pang Yun, as a powerful person from Great Zhoutian, still heard them.
Pang Yun's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he was still filled with shame and anger. He wanted to tear Lu Yu into pieces.
"Boy, do you think you're great after just learning a few magic tricks? How dare you compare with my authentic thunder skills even if you've learned a few tricks!" Pang Yun said in a cold and sinister tone.
Pang Yun said calmly: "If you are not convinced, you can let your horse come over."
"You!" Pang Yun pointed at Lu Yu, with an unprecedented fear flashing in his eyes.
He has been able to confirm that the young man in front of him is definitely not simple.
He has also been in the ranks of spiritual practitioners for so many years and has witnessed the rise of countless geniuses.
But Pang Yun had never heard of anyone in the dragon aura realm being able to compete with him, the powerful Great Zhoutian!
This child cannot be kept!
Pang Yun had already made a plan in his heart. He had determined that Lu Yu must be strangled in the cradle.
Otherwise, once he is allowed to grow up, the consequences will be unimaginable.
At this moment, a dazzling white light suddenly flashed outside the door.
When the disciples from Guiyuan Pavilion came in, they originally closed the door.
But now, it seemed as if someone turned the mechanism from the outside, and suddenly the entire door began to slowly open.
Who is it again?
Everyone turned around and saw a group of strong men holding magic weapons standing outside the gate.
The leader was none other than the formation masters invited by various forces.
"Elder Bai is indeed a master of calculation. He actually calculated that there will be a treasure here!"
Bai Suqing, the elder of Lingxiao Sect, was surrounded by everyone, and there were compliments all around.