Chapter 154

Blood Empty Hall, on the open-air square.

The air seemed to stagnate.

A chilling and cold atmosphere permeated the audience, making people's breathing dull.

Several secret disciples of the Bone Demon Palace, headed by Mei Changqing, including Jiang Ping, Pang Tiancheng, the cold-faced man, and the man in armor Yuan Li, formed an encircling circle.

The above-mentioned people are all esoteric elites above the late stage of viscera refining!

The icy killing intent and invisible power locked the dark-skinned boy, among them was the coercion accompanied by the atmosphere.

If you were a disciple in the stage of refining viscera, you might have a nervous breakdown and lose your combat power.

Even if it is an ordinary Hua Qi Acquired in person, they will face a lot of pressure, and it is difficult to retreat completely.

Some wounded disciples from the Bone Demon Palace looked at Lu Zhuo with dead eyes.

In this desperate situation.

The dark-skinned boy didn't realize it at all, and didn't panic at all.

"Hey, good people really don't get rewarded..."

Lu Zhuo took his time and put away the small box that sealed the [Blood Glazed Flame].

"This person……"

Mei Changqing's pupils condensed for a while.

court death!

The devil clown, Jiang Ping and others had a cold light in their eyes, and they had already shot.

Boom!

The mace in the devil's clown's hand swung out a huge pillar-like phantom of the black front, and the heavy vigor of the cold and domineering force rushed towards him.

The power of that blow is very close to Huaqi Houtian.

Hush!

There was a flash of red sand between Jiang Ping's eyebrows, and with a shake of his slender hand, another "black black silk" appeared, which turned into a sharp red-black silk thread, cutting towards Lu Zhuo one step ahead.

Facing the red and black silk threads that came later, Lu Zhuo was slightly moved.

same moment.

The cold-faced man, the man in battle armor, and other attacks from the late stage of viscera refinement came from all sides.

Whoops!

The razor-sharp red-black silk thread swept across Lu Zhuo's body, and the latter's figure suddenly collapsed.

Everyone's eyes flickered, only the black shadow flickered.

"careful!"

Mei Changqing's complexion changed.

Among the people on the field, only he could clearly see Lu Zhuo's movement.

The other party actually got close to the red and black silk thread for a moment. In an almost magical way, the figure moved away instantly.

From extremely quiet to extremely dynamic, switching between one thought is like a flash.

This kind of sudden and explosive movement is not only mysterious, but also beyond the capacity of ordinary people.

Swish!

A black afterimage flashed, and it rushed to the side of the devil clown, fighting close to him!

The mace of the devil clown is a heavy weapon, and it is bullied by close quarters. Very bad.

"court death!"

The devil clown threw down the mace resolutely, swung his fist brazenly, and blasted out a dark and concentrated air shadow the size of a water tank.

He is born with a strange force, and he is really not afraid of close combat.

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Lu Zhuo's eyes, and a layer of black iron-like texture appeared on the black-skinned arm, exuding an ancient blood aura.

"Get out of the way!"

This scene made Mei Changqing and Jiang Ping lose their voices at the same time.

But the reminder of the two was too late.

Lu Zhuo suddenly approached him. Even the advantage in speed, so that the devil clown has no chance to dodge.

In fact.

The devil clown throws away the bulky mace and fights with his fists, mostly. They are all very wise choices.

Boom boom!

The black iron-like fist arm crushed the demon clown's fist, arm, and shoulder into a ball of flesh in an instant.

That scene was like a steel hammer. Run over the baby.

"ah……"

The devil clown screamed, only one arm remained, including half of the shoulder. They were all ground to a pulp.

There was a "bang".

His mutilated body flew out.

It's not waiting for everyone to recover from the shock.

Boom!

The black air mark on the devil clown's body flashed, and his body exploded again in mid-air, turning into a pile of inhuman flesh and blood.

hiss!

The wounded in the Bone Demon Palace who did not participate in the battle gasped one by one.

Including Mei Changqing and the others, their faces were full of horror.

Peng Ding Ding!

The attacks from the cold-faced man, the armored man and others landed on Lu Zhuo.

No matter how strong Lu Zhuo is, there will definitely be a pause at the moment of fighting the devil clown, and he cannot escape the siege.

However.

To everyone's horror, two saber lights landed on Lu Zhuo's body, as if cutting on a fine iron pillar.

Sparks splash!

The black-skinned boy was not damaged at all, whether it was the animal skin armor or the exposed Heiyan skin.

"This kind of defense..."

Yuan Li, a man in armor, was shocked and suddenly thought of someone.

Chen Yu!

A similar tyrannical physique has only been seen on Chen Yu of Yunyue Sect.

and.

This Lu Zhuo's combat style is very similar to Chen Yu's, both are good at close combat.

Including agility.

Both Lu Zhuo and Chen Yu can increase their speed in an instant. The difference is that the former's secret method of speed is more sophisticated.

Rubbing!

After Lu Zhuo killed the demon clown and resisted the late blow from the two viscera, his figure flickered again.

"Where to go!"

A wave of coercion from the Qi Transformation Realm suddenly descended.

Wow!

A faint wind of black air had already taken a step ahead and enveloped Lu Zhuo.

"As expected of the number one genius in the Bone Demon Palace."

Lu Zhuo laughed, and a layer of black iron-like texture appeared on the black skin again, and it was more precise than before.

Hum!

This time, his black iron-textured arm swelled a bit, and a layer of black aura appeared.

That qi glow is similar to inner breath, but it is also like the fluctuation of acquired true qi.

Pong Ka!

The dark aura dragged by the black iron arm blatantly tore open the faint black air volume.

Not only that.

There was a trace of excitement in Lu Zhuo's eyes, like a brute-force black iron wild boar, after breaking through the black air volume, it leaped into the air and killed Mei Changqing.

mid-air.

Mei Changqing's black hair fluttered, and a layer of compressed black air lingered on the palm of her hand, the pressure was astonishing.

Lu Zhuo's swollen black arms stirred a dark aura, exuding a simple and barbaric aura.

Boom!

Two forces at the Qi Transformation Realm level struck together several times, and the berserk black wind rushed five or six feet away, pushing away all the disciples in the nearby Bone Demon Palace. .

"ah!"

A mid-stage disciple of the Bone Demon Palace's viscera refinement was captured by Qi Bo Hei Liu. His body was shattered and he died while screaming.

same moment.

rub! Whoosh whoosh!

Another figure appeared in the open-air square.

It is the disciples of the three camps, there are twenty or thirty people.

On the side of Yunyue Sect, there are strong opponents such as Chen Yu, Huang Fulin, and Chang Xuan.

On the side of Iron Sword Gate, there are Fei Letian, the girl in yellow shirt, Gao Feng and others.

On the side of the Shuiyue Sect, there are Li Bingyue, Senior Sister Yi, Chen Yinger and other disciples.

"That black-skinned boy, who is he, is fighting against Mei Changqing!"

"Look! It looks like the corpse of a demon clown..."

The disciples of the three camps looked shocked. Looking at the present scene.

now.

A group of disciples from the Bone Demon Palace besieged a dark-skinned young man, seemingly helpless.

Boom!

Lu Zhuo and Mei Changqing shook again in mid-air.

Wow!

Mei Changqing spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flickered, and he retreated two or three feet.

Ding Ding Peng!

During this period, the attacks from the people in the Bone Demon Palace fell on Lu Zhuo, and sparks flew everywhere. Basically ignore it.

Only Jiang Ping's offensive made Lu Zhuo dodge a little.

"Mei Changqing lost!"

"The number one genius in the Bone Demon Palace was defeated by an unknown person."

The whole audience was in an uproar and panic.

Especially the disciples of the Bone Demon Palace were shocked and panicked. incredible.

"This Lu Zhuo actually used his own strength to fight against the secret disciples of the Bone Demon Palace. The demon clown has already died."

Chen Yu gasped.

Suddenly.

He remembered Liu Xiner's warning before parting. Don't provoke Lu Zhuo!

Could it be that.

Are Liu Xiner and this Lu Zhuo in the same camp?

"How is it possible... your cultivation has not been promoted to the Qi Transformation Realm yet."

Mei Changqing wiped away the blood. Unbelievable look.

The confrontation just now was completely forceful, without any tricks.

result.

He was a real Qi Transformation Realm, but he lost to a rookie who was at the peak of viscera refining, even though the opponent had blood.

"Hey, half a year ago, Lu was promoted to the Qi Transformation Realm, but in order to successfully enter the Blood Burial Garden, he deliberately didn't have any impact."

Lu Zhuo turned slightly pale, with a dark and simple aura lingering around his body.

This breath, with the cultivation base of viscera refining stage, has condensed the ingredients of acquired true qi, and its power is not inferior.

"This is like my "Yunsha Fist", is there a chance to condense the true energy of Yunsha in advance?"

Chen Yu looked thoughtful.

"Why didn't you attack?" Mei Changqing's face became even uglier.

If the opponent wins with the Qi Transformation Realm, he will feel a little better.

"If Lu was promoted to the Qi Transformation Realm and respected the master, how could he easily let me enter the blood burial garden?"

Lu Zhuo smiled sarcastically.

Everything is in Master Xuefeng's calculations.

If he appeared at the Qi Transformation Realm, the Bone Demon Palace would not easily let him enter the Blood Burial Garden.

Or even if you barely enter, you will be given various schemes and targets.

"You don't need to make excuses for yourself. With my ancient blood alone, even if I don't condense my true energy, I will still defeat you."

The dark-skinned boy said proudly.

Lu Zhuo glanced at the three sects and the disciples of the Bone Demon Palace, with a faint sense of superiority.

That look is like a townsman glancing at a countryman in a small place.

"Senior Brother Mei, this Lu Zhuo's bloodline is not a level higher than the bloodline of me and the Shangguan family."

Jiang Ping's face was serious, and he said via voice transmission.

In the confrontation just now, the strength of her blood has been trembling and restless, being suppressed by the opponent.

Swish!

The dark-skinned boy's figure flashed again, from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic, almost without warning.

Between a few flashes.

Lu Zhuo's figure reached the edge of the blood pool.

at this time.

In the blood pool, the most threatening [Blood Glazed Flame] was sealed, and the threat was reduced by half, but it was still not something ordinary people could invade.

"Ten Thousand Years Blood Soul Flower!"

The three camps and many disciples stared at the magnificent and crystal-clear blood-colored flower in the blood pool.

"Senior Brother Mei, are we going to easily give him the Blood Soul Flower?"

Jiang Ping and the others looked unwilling.

Indeed.

Even if all the people in the Bone Demon Palace joined forces to attack Lu Zhuo, they couldn't do anything about it.

But now, there are many good players on the field, and they can still block it.

"When he enters the blood pool and picks the blood soul flower, he will be attacked by the blood soul flower spirit. Then is the best time to make a move."

Mei Changqing's eyes flickered, but he did not lose his composure.

heard the words.

Everyone in the Bone Demon Palace nodded and held their breath.

"I feel that Lu Zhuo's strength should not have reached its limit. If I want to defeat him, the chance of winning is very small with me as the main force. I need someone who can fight him closely, or at least restrain him."

Mei Changqing said rightly.

"Confronting Lu Zhuo in close quarters, is there really such a person?"

Everyone in the Bone Demon Palace shuddered when they thought of the horror of Lu Zhuo's close combat.

"If it's just to hold him close, it seems that there is really a person who can do it."

Yuan Li, a man in armor, seemed to have thought of something. (To be continued.)

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