Chapter 2367： Fiasco

"puff!"

Jiang Ruoliu's body burst into pieces and turned into a blood mist.

"what!"

Everyone was shocked.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ruoliu would be beaten so badly.

On the ground, Ning Yuxi opened her mouth slightly and her face was full of weirdness. Obviously she hadn't expected that Lu Yi would be so cruel and kick Jiang Ruoliu's body.

"Sister, is that guy still human?"

"Of course Lu Gongzi is a human, but he is not an ordinary person." Ning Yurou's eyes were deep, looking at Lu Yi, she was shining with strange colors.

The Lord of the Golden Lion and the Lord Xuan could not sit still.

"Mr. Yuan Hu, or let them stop!" The Golden Lion Hall Master was a little worried, afraid that Jiang Ruoliu would die in Lu Yi's hands if this continues.

"Jiang Ruoliu is a member of the Jiang family. If something goes wrong here, the Jiang family will be held accountable. What shall I do if I wait?" said the master Xuan.

"In addition to the Jiang family, there is Ku Zhuzhai." The Golden Lion hall master glanced at Qi Tian, ​​only to see Qi Tian expressionless, and then said, "Jiang Ruoliu is Ku Zhuzhai's son-in-law of Chenglong."

"I know what you are talking about, but once the stage of life and death is opened in the previous Ten Thousand Races Conference, it is a battle of life and death. No one has the right to stop it." Mr. Yuan Hu looked up and said, "Don't worry, Jiang Ruoliu is just a broken body. It's just cracking, the soul is not injured, if he makes a killer move, Lu Yi may not be able to stop it."

As for the other three members of the Jiang family, they could no longer calm down.

"The third child was beaten so badly. What kind of strength is that Lu Yi?" Jiang Ruoyun looked solemn and said, "Could it be that he is in the realm of a saint?"

"He is not a saint, he is just a magic mirror."

"How could the magic mirror be so strong?"

"Have you forgotten that Brother Ruofei also beheaded the saint when he was in the magic mirror." Qi Tian said.

Jiang Ruoshui's face changed, and he was shocked: "Brother Qi, you mean, Lu Yi, like the eldest brother, is also a genius evildoer?"

"I don't know if he is a genius, but according to his current combat power, he is definitely not inferior to the sage power." Qi Tian said solemnly: "I just hope that if Liu himself is a little more careful, otherwise the fruit will be unimaginable."

"If that kid dared to kill Ruoliu, I won't let him go." Jiang Ruofei said coldly, staring at Lu Yi with murderous expression on his handsome face.

On stage.

After Lu Yi kicked Jiang Ruoliu, he didn't catch up with Jiang Ruoliu and immediately kill Jiang Ruoliu's soul, but waited quietly, watching Jiang Ruoliu recover his body.

But within a minute, Jiang Ruoliu recovered and watched Lu Yi said: "If you just tried your best and didn't give me a chance to recover, maybe you might really kill me, but unfortunately, you have already missed it."

"For me, killing you is easy. The reason why I am not in a hurry to kill you is that I want to torture you for a while." Lu Yi grinned.

"I won't give you this chance."

"Don't talk nonsense, don't hesitate to use any means." Lu Yi said.

boom!

Jiang Ruoliu rushed over, a black whirlpool appeared in his palm, grabbing Lu Yi, and Lu Yi suddenly felt black, as if he had been caught in hell, and a gloomy cold wind came from his ears.

But Lu Yi was not an ordinary person after all. He had a lot of experience in battle. When he noticed something was wrong, he immediately used Concealed Kill to hide his body in the void and quickly change positions.

"Snapped!"

Jiang Ruoliu patted it with a palm, and the void exploded. However, no blood splashed out.

"Run away?" Jiang Ruoliu was shocked and busy searching for Lu Yi's figure, just at this moment, Lu Yi's voice came from behind.

"Young Master Jiang, are you looking for me?"

Jiang Ruoliu turned around abruptly and saw Lu Yi standing ten meters away from him, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Snapped!"

Jiang Ruoliu grabbed it with another palm, and there was a black whirlpool in his palm, full of huge suction, as if he was about to **** Lu Yi into his palm.

Lu Yi closed his eyes, let go of his mind, and stopped looking at the black vortex. In an instant, his spiritual consciousness could clearly perceive Jiang Ruoliu's move.

"call out!"

Lu Yi raised his hand, his fingertips aroused sword energy.

"puff!"

Jiang Ruoliu pierced through the palm of his palm, and blood spilled out. He resisted the pain, hurriedly changed his palm into a fist, and slammed towards Lu Yi.

"call out--"

Sword Qi is like a tide.

Lu Yi stood still and used the Six-Medition Divine Sword to stop Jiang Ruoliu from advancing, and left many sword marks on Jiang Ruoliu.

For a time, Jiang Ruoliu was bloodied and embarrassed.

on the ground.

Luo Chen squinted his eyes and murmured: "Is this the Six-Medition Divine Sword? It looks a bit like the ancestor's volley sword intent, but it's still not as good as Jiang Ruoliu. Only people with inexperienced fighting like Jiang Ruoliu will suffer."

At this time, Lu Yi changed his skills.

Start using Wushuangquan.

"boom!"

Lu Yi exploded with a very violent aura, shaking the entire sky, and his body was full of golden light, like a **** king, sacred and inviolable.

"Is this Lu Yi's real strength?"

The people who watched the game changed color one by one, and Lu Yi's combat power made them feel hairy. This man is too strong and is definitely the enemy of the saint.

"This group of silly Bs, if they are shown the real strength of the big brother, they will probably be scared." Mu En curled his lips, and based on his knowledge of Lu Yi, until now, Lu Yi has used up to 50% of the combat power.

Jiang Ruoliu's face changed completely, and it was only at this moment that he realized that his opponent was much stronger than he thought.

"Lu Yi, don't you want to see my methods, okay, let me show you!" Jiang Ruoliu crossed his hands in front of his chest, condensing the power of his whole body, and then, he pointed it into a sword and began to paint the void with a look Solemnly said: "With my spirit, borrow the power of God; with my blood, pay tribute to the dead heroes; with my paintings, summon ancient gods..."

Lu Yi noticed that when Jiang Ruoliu was painting, blood was constantly flowing from his fingertips.

"He is painting with his own blood. What is he going to paint?" Lu Yi stared at Xu Kong's painting. Soon, Jiang Ruoliu's painting was half finished.

Jiang Ruoliu painted a **** general. Although he only drew the upper body, Lu Yi could already feel the strong murderous aura from the painting. It is hard to imagine how powerful this **** general would be after the portrait was revealed.

Lu Yi decided not to give Jiang Ruoliu a chance to complete the painting.

"boom!"

Suddenly the sword energy burst out on the stage of life and death, like the waves crashing into the sky, a Yin Yang Tai Chi gossip appeared behind Lu Yi, and the endless sword intent made up for the void.

At the same time, Lu Yi exudes an incomparably bright light, and the whole person becomes like a round of the sun, making the onlookers afraid to look directly.

What are you sending? Everyone was shocked.

I just felt that Lu Yi was resurrecting like a demon king at this moment.

The spectators saw vaguely that he rushed towards Jiang Ruoliu.

after awhile.

"Ah..." A scream came out.

The onlookers opened their eyes sharply, trying to penetrate the golden light, and vaguely saw that Jiang Ruoliu's body was torn in half...