Chapter 131: Heads-up warrior

Chapter 131 singled out the warrior (four more begging for flowers).
(Fourth change, ask for flowers, thanks).
"I fight with you." At this time, Zhang Mingtao's face was heavy, and he was ready to desperately, but a green robe figure fell in front of him: "You go to see Xintong."
"Return to me, Rakshamon counts as a fart." At this time, a loud voice spread, and the handprint of the green robe figure changed in the field, and a fist-sized water column swept out, and the space airflow target was pointed directly at that. Chinese youth.
"It's a newly-disciplined disciple, how did he get up."
"Is his strength still stronger by the master, dare to go up to death."
"But he is quite brave, and he dares to fight with the people at Rakshamon, I like it."
"boom!"
The youth of Huafu wanted to deal with Zhang Mingtao. He didn't want anyone to shoot suddenly. His expression was cold. His eyes were filled with coldness, his palms changed, and he immediately greeted the empty water column.
The two forces touched together, the water column disperse, and the fierce force swept away. Both figures shook back a few steps to stabilize the body.
"Good strength."
The disciples in the Fei Ling Men suddenly marveled at their strength, but they still had some eyesight. They could compete with the man at the Rakshamon gate without any difference. This strength is much stronger than that of the master. .
"Who are you?" The young man in Huafu asked after staring at the landing.
"Flying Gate's new disciple, our Flying Spirit Gate is not a place where you are going wild. Roll back to me and go to your Raksha Gate." Lu Shaoyou said with a deep gaze.
"You are looking for death." The look of the young man in the Chinese suit was much darker, and his true energy poured out again, his palms gently stroked, a wide-headed knife appeared in his hand, a cold light appeared, and the figure fell out of an arc Line, once again split towards Lu Shaoyou.
The strength of this youth in Chinese clothing is definitely not weak among his peers. Compared with the disciples of Fei Lingmen, the strongest one is not a star.
At this time, Lu Shaoyou did not dare to carelessly. If he was in the Wudu Mountains, he would naturally not take this one-weight martial artist in his mind. It is not difficult to kill, but here, it is a bit troublesome. All the strength is not easy to perform. Spiritual skills and Suzaku tactics are also not possible.
Therefore, what Lu Shaoyou first exhibited was the martial arts of the water system. Now, of course, it can only be dealt with by the martial arts of the water system.
Everyone in the field watched the youth of the Chinese clothing slashing towards Lu Shaoyou, they couldn't help but squeezed a cold sweat, wondering if this newly-disciplined disciple could resist it.
But among the thirty or so disciples at the Rakshamon gate, they all showed their coldness. These three brothers are also absolute strongmen in the younger generation of the gate, and they have broken through to the level of the martial arts. People, it should be enough.
Only the seven-layer samurai who had seen Lu Shaoyou's actions looked doubtful that day. He saw that the martial arts performed by Lu Shaoyou seemed to be fire-based martial arts, but now the water-based martial arts were exhibited, and he didn't seem to look at it.
The youth of the Chinese clothing was extremely fast, and the figure quickly approached the landing and leaped, and above the long knife, a piece of yellowish awn fell quickly.
At this time, Lu Shaoyou also started to take action here. Although he did not practice body skills and martial arts, in the past six months of training in the Wudu Mountains, the reaction and sensitivity of the exercise were not fake, nor is this Chinese youth can compare.
I saw that at the moment Lu Shaoyou's feet flashed with real energy, and the figure suddenly retreated to the side a few steps. Just now he escaped the knife of the young man in the Chinese suit. The sharp knife fell directly in front of the nose, slashing fiercely. On the ground, a tens of meters of ground crack was split on the ground, and the dust was scattered.
At the same time, a water column in Lu Shaoyou's hand suddenly rushed out, and the powerful force broke the virtual air flow with a sharp wind breaking sound, and the whining sound kept on, and the condensation of the water column was also a yellow-level primary martial arts wrath The power of the screams is naturally not small. Lu Shaoyou's own strength level is still 80% of the samurai. If he is shrunk, it is difficult to compete with the Chinese youths by relying on the yellow-level primary martial arts.
Suddenly a water column attacked, and the youth in Chinese clothes surprised Lu Shaoyou's speed, but also felt the power of this attack. At this time, he did not dare to underestimate Lu Shaoyou.
"Humph." The young man in Huafu snorted coldly, and his body flashed at the same time, his feet flashed a bit, his toes were a little sharper, and he just avoided Lu Shaoyou's attack. Mang dived from above to Lu Shaoyou.
Lu Shaoyou's handprint instantly hit, a huge blue light condensed in front of him, turned into a thick water mist blocked in front of him.
Daomang split into the water mist and brought a circle of ripples. Daomang and water mist were immediately entangled and fetched in the sky. The roaring wind breaking sound caused a burst of reverberation.
"Boom ..."
The water mist shattered, and the knife-mans disappeared into the air, rushing up and down. The young man in the Chinese suit pounced down again, and the knife-mans came across.
Lu Shaoyou retreated instantly, while he was avoiding sideways, and his feet burst out with real energy, a little tiptoe, his body flipped in the air, and his feet were kicked into the sky, like a predatory goshawk, and lightning. A blue ray of palm prints rushed towards Huafu Youth with a strong wind.
The young man in the Chinese suit frowned again, as if to sigh the other party's speed and sensitivity. His feet flashed with anger, his figure retreated a few moments in a moment, and the long knife in his hand took a strong knife and cleaved it.
All the people around were surprised, especially like the flying spirit gate, the fierce battle between the two, that exquisite move, but they have never seen it.
"The newly-disciplined disciples are so powerful, that martial arts, I'm afraid they are above the star-level martial arts skills."
"I saw the post-star rank, his strength is much stronger than that of the master."
"Take a good lesson to the people of Rakshamon, mother, let them know that we are not a bully at Fei Lingmen, and we will join him fiercely."
Many people at Fei Ling Men began to get excited when they watched. For many years, some people in Fei Ling Men finally came out.
"It's not easy to kill this guy." Lu Shaoyou's heart sank at this time, his strength had to hide, it was difficult to kill this young man in Huafu, it seemed that he had to find a way to think about it.
The battle between the two is fierce, and it also opened the eyes of these second-generation disciples of Fei Lingmen, and Lu Shaoyou relied on the sharpened reaction and sensitivity. After the two have fought dozens of moves, they are finally deadlocked again. Together.
"I didn't expect Fei Ling Men to have disciples like you, which really surprised me." Huafu Youth said with cold eyes and landing Shao You.
"Well, then you can go back to Rakshamon." Lu Shaoyou said.
"Huh, I thought I couldn't help but you couldn't do it." The voice fell, and the young man in the Chinese costume shook slightly, and his anger burst out, but with a trace of black, then the person's hands were filled with lightness. Black.
"Poison palm." Lu Shaoyou frowned, and the young man in the Chinese costume actually exuded a pungent smell, which should be poisonous gas. Looking at the appearance in his hand, I was afraid that it was also related to poison.
Lu Shaoyou didn't care too much. The poison gas in this young Rakshamon youth was still very weak. I was afraid that it was much weaker than the blood poisoning bone pill that had been given to him by the old poison of the Soul Poison Master. I'm not afraid of this poison.
"Poisonous sand palm." At this moment, the youth in the Chinese clothes also had a trace of black blood on his face. After a scream, the domineering energy brought an unpleasant pungent breath to the palm.
Under the palm print, the surrounding air flow roared, and the surrounding space was suddenly oppressed. The crowd watching them also felt palpitations at this time, and the violent force suddenly pressed down.
"Come on." Lu Shaoyou's eyes filled with coldness, knowing that the other party was going to use all his strength, and the sound fell, and his surging face suddenly burst out of his body, forming a huge water curtain in front of him again.
At this time, Lu Shaoyou in a green robe without wind and automatic, the breath surged sharply, the rain curtain in front of him suddenly rotated at a high speed, and the rain and mist continued to spread in the high-speed rotation, most like a huge cloud turned into a hundred meters The huge wave of water, a force more powerful than the other party, broke open and spread to all sides.
"What martial art is this, so powerful."
"Is this a yellow martial art or a star martial art?"
Everyone at the Flying Spirit Gate stared at the huge vortex of water waves condensed by Lu Shaoyou in the sky. They only cultivated Chen-level martial arts and star-level martial arts, and they could only be cultivated by their own disciples. They have never seen the martial arts skills.
"laugh……"
The young man in a Chinese dress carried a black palm print and threw it down ~ EbookFREE.me ~ instantly fell in a rotating water wave, and the shaking water wave shook left and right as if it were about to break apart.
"The angry sea screamed, burst me." Lu Shaoyou's handprint pushed, and once again a burst of true energy burst out. The high-speed rotating water wave vortex in the front space suddenly contracted and expanded like rhythm, as if something was brewing.
"Boom Boom ..."
A blast reverberated throughout the site, and the entire huge vortex burst instantaneously, and the water waves that burst out of it almost enveloped a few hundred meters in a circle, and then disappeared into the air.
In the surrounding area, in this violent force, the ground overturned and disturbed at any time. A figure fell from the center of the earthquake and tens of meters fell on the ground, and a mouth of blood spewed out directly. It was the young man in the Chinese costume.
At this time, Lu Shaoyou stumbled back and took a few steps. His body was full of blood, and if he was not strong in his body defense, he had to be injured just now. This person's strength as a samurai is much stronger than himself.
Seeing this scene, the people at Fei Lingmen were horrified and speechless. The newly-disciplined disciples were too powerful.