my luck is on

"Of course it's okay, you can do whatever you want, I'll watch over here."

After Ruan Sicong finished speaking, he sat down like a bystander, ready to see what kind of tricks this little junior brother, who is always unexpected, has.

Naturally, Lu Yang wasn't worried. Ruan Sicong would backtrack, so he sat down with peace of mind and began his so-called preparations.

The two people who were fighting fiercely just now sat down, which made the pagans watching the battle in Yinfeng Xuanling a little confused.

In this weird atmosphere, Lu Yang calmly took out a bottle of elixir and a pack of silver needles from the storage ring.

After simply placing it, Lu Yang took the whole bottle of elixir and used the blood evil power.

After a few weeks, Lu Yang could feel that his aura had recovered significantly, even surpassing its original state.

"It turns out that it's just getting angry, it's just delaying time, it's impossible for the younger brother to do such a meaningless thing... Could it be?"

When Ruan Sicong was guessing in his mind, Lu Yang quickly pulled out the silver needle with both hands, and pierced the eight vital points on his body.

The eight acupoints were opened at the same time, and suddenly the spiritual energy around Lu Yang was centered, rushing towards him crazily.

"The Eight Meridian Acupuncture of the Strange Meridian! It seems that Mu Kun really cares about this successor, and actually passed on to him his two great masters, the Hunyuan Wujue Palm and the Eight Meridian Acupuncture of the Strange Meridian!"

Old Yue Wenchong, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but said.

"Aren't Elder Mu and Uncle Lei dead enemies? Why are you willing to accept Uncle Lei's disciple as your successor?"

Sitting next to Yue Wenchong, the number one master of the Jindan period in the formation, Ming Feng asked puzzledly.

"I'm afraid it's because of the five lines of miscellaneous spirit roots!"

Yue Wenchong frowned and said: "This person is obviously also a mixed spiritual root of the five elements, and with his extraordinary talent, Mu Kun must have taken a fancy to his aptitude."

"I see."

Ming Feng nodded, and suddenly realized: "No wonder that no matter how much I begged Elder Mu to learn the Hunyuan Wujue Palm, Elder Mu refused. Come to think of it, Elder Mu only recognizes people with miscellaneous spiritual roots."

The dialogue between Yue Wenchong and Ming Feng was also on the minds of most people.

This is exactly what the Lord of the Three Pavilions and Lu Yang hoped to achieve.

Lu Yang is just the descendant of Mu Kun...has nothing to do with Sange!

Lu Yang's eight acupoints were opened at the same time, absorbing spiritual energy crazily, and with the help of the previous pill, Fu Hai's spiritual energy capacity limit was broken again.

And not just a little bit, but a wide-ranging increase.

"Brat, you actually want to break through your cultivation! It's only been more than a year since he established his foundation, and he's going to challenge the later stage, Yurong, what kind of medicine are you giving him?"

Mu Kun is very clear about the efficacy of his eight meridian acupuncture. Although the acupuncture method can restore aura and help to break through the cultivation base, it is definitely not enough to support a person. Come to the later stage.

To have such a miraculous effect, it must be the effect of the elixir.

Lu Yang deliberately took the elixir, and then used the eight meridian acupuncture, but he wanted to exaggerate the function of the eight meridian acupuncture to deceive people.

"Fellow Daoist has passed on Chu Yun all his unique knowledge, so how can I not give up my family property?"

Shen Yurong gave Mu Kun a knowing smile.

"Is this the late stage of Foundation Establishment? Why does it feel like the Jindan Stage?"

Everyone was very puzzled and watched the game intently.

Ruan Sicong could clearly feel that the aura of Lu Yang's cultivation was close to his level.

Lu Yang, whose cultivation had reached the late stage of foundation establishment, opened his eyes, exuding incomparable confidence and powerful coercion.

"Brother, be careful!"

Lu Yang let out a roar, and his figure gradually became huge.

The bear monster roars!
Lu Yang's body instantly strengthened, and his appearance became like a bear demon.

Everyone had already seen this trick when Lu Yang and Sima Wutian were dueling, so they were not so surprised, but Lu Yang's next move made everyone's hearts boil.

Lu Yang, who turned into a bear demon, carried a water spirit bullet larger than his palm with his left hand, and a wood spirit bullet of the same size with his right palm, and finally spit out a golden golden spirit bullet from his mouth.

Then, Lu Yang compressed the three spirit balls into his palms.

The mutually repelling power of the spiritual roots hit Lu Yang's palms and reached his whole body, but the strong body of the bear demon resisted the backlash of the spiritual energy and successfully fused the light sphere into one.

Immediately, Lu Yang stepped forward and ran towards Ruan Sicong.

Facing an unprecedented challenge, Ruan Sicong jumped up excitedly, took out the charm from the ring again, and said in a low voice: "The devil descends, and the god of death crosses the border!"

In an instant, Ruan Sicong turned into a **** of hell, and the devil's hand that had ruthlessly defeated Chu Shanhe reappeared, and swung heavily towards Lu Yang who was flying towards him.

When the distance between the two came within a hundred steps, Lu Yang sank his right foot, stepped hard into the sand to stabilize his body, stepped forward with his left foot, and pushed forward with both palms.

The spiritual bullet broke away from Lu Yang's palms and immediately exploded.

The mutually repelling forces of the spiritual roots collide and twist each other, forming a huge vortex.

From a distance, it looks like a black hole that swallows everything.

The huge demon fist hit the vortex and was crushed immediately.

The crushed devil's fist turned into hundreds of small fists and continued to rush into the vortex.

It's just that the vortex of the five palms is not affected at all, devouring all auras.

In the end, the entire Demon Fist, together with Ruan Sicong himself, was submerged in the vortex...

There was silence on the viewing platform, no one would have expected that this competition would have such a result.

A foundation-building rookie actually overthrew the three-time champion Ruan Sicong.

"Clap clap clap..."

Mu Kun clapped vigorously, and everyone couldn't help clapping too.

In the end, the stands were full of cheers.

"Good boy! I can still think of this way to use my Hunyuan Wujue Palm. With the help of the powerful body of the monster race, I can support myself. The powerful spiritual roots repel each other and create nearly three times as much power. The vortex of the Wujue palm, genius! Genius! My descendant of Mu Kun is really a genius!"

Mu Kun danced proudly, without the appearance of a master at all.

Comparing the two, Lei Xiao, Lu Yang's nominal master, was sitting with a blank expression on the contrary.

Lei Xiao didn't move at all, as if the outcome of the duel was none of his business.

Lu Yang reversed the situation and won a complete victory, but he did not relax.

Because he knew this senior brother, but it was not so easy to deal with.

On the one hand, Lu Yang quickly released the state of Xiong Yaohou to reduce the consumption of spiritual energy, and on the other hand, he spread his consciousness to investigate Ruan Sicong's situation.

However, before he could find out, Ruan Sicong crawled out from the sand.

Ruan Sicong was covered in blood, and his bones were broken in several places. He looked even worse than Lu Yang's previous condition.

But from the look in his eyes, he didn't intend to admit defeat yet.

"Every time the master mentions you, he always says that he has overestimated you, but he underestimated you unexpectedly. Now I can finally understand what the master means." Ruan Sicong said.

"Master, I'm too proud. I used all means to push you to this level, brother."

Lu Yang was right, except for the invisible Nascent Soul-level divine sense attack, he showed his strongest strength.

And he knew deeply in his heart that Ruan Sicong still had the wood spirit root.