"I didn't expect you to escape from the siege of the Blood Spirit Monkey King and the Blood Spirit Monkey. I really admire you!"

Luo Yu chuckled and walked out of the dark bush forest with the Moyue scimitar in his hand.

"Little beast..."

Wang Ling looked at Luo Yu's eyes becoming congested and red due to anger, and the wound was touched just now, causing the pain to twitch slightly.

"I didn't expect you to appear in front of me. Are you afraid that I will cut you into pieces?

"Oh...is it?" Luo Yu smiled slightly when he heard Wang Ling's threat.

"I naturally dare not fight you head-on when you were in your heyday, but now you are seriously injured, how many of the force can you use? A tiger without minions, you are not even as good as a dog!"

"you…"

Luo Yu's lips were as sharp as a knife, and Wang Ling was furious and told him about his current situation.

"Haha, that's right, I was seriously injured, but killing you is still like stepping on an ant to death..." Wang Ling paused, because Luo Yu suddenly slashed and rushed straight to his face, and his fancy knife shocked Wang Ling.

Luo Yu is right. Now he is seriously injured, and his strength is probably only half of his usual level at most.

"Little beast, I want you to regret not running away"

Wang Ling shouted loudly, waved the sword stained with blood in his hand, and slashed towards Luo Yu.

Dangdangdang…!

With a few sounds of swords and swords, Luo Yu and Wang Ling each took two steps back. Wang Ling was about to suffer some situation. He vomited blood from his mouth, and the wound was shocked so that blood flowed out again.

Luo Yu was secretly shocked. Wang Ling was seriously injured and could still compete with him. However, seeing Wang Ling vomiting blood when she was shocked, she thought to herself that his guess was correct.

In fact, Wang Ling is even more in a situation. When he is seriously injured, he can compete with Luo Yu because his current cultivation level is at the eighth level of the acquired level.

It has been a lot of time since he fought with the Blood Spirit Monkey King. After a while, the effect of the Shengyuan Pill is completely effective, not only will he lose his current state, but the side effects brought by taking the Shengyuan Pill will also make him unable to use force.

Wang Ling also knew his current situation, so he could only kill Luo Yu before his physical exhaustion was completely exhausted.

Thinking of this, Wang Ling roared and instead waved his sword and slashed towards Luo Yu.

"Hmph, the struggle before dying"

Luo Yu snorted coldly, as if he was disdainful, but he actually didn't dare to be careless. Although Wang Ling was seriously injured, it was the most dangerous thing. He was anxious and jumped over the wall. The rabbit even bit people when he was anxious, let alone a human being. He held the Mo Yue Knife tightly and met Wang Ling. The two of them met in close contact, and the swords and swords were fighting well.

The two of them fought for no less than a hundred moves, but they could not help each other. The surrounding bushes were shattered from the forest by swords.

"Sword slashes Beidou!"

Wang Ling shouted loudly, and the blood-stained sword in his hand kept trembling under the indoctrination of internal strength, and the momentum of the sword was as if it was about to cut off the stars in the sky.

Luo Yu was shocked. This old man was seriously injured and could even expose such strong combat power.

Wang Ling was very distressed. If he could not kill Luo Yu in an incense stick, he would have to take off after the medicine was effective. He would be the one who died at that time.

"The sixteen poses of opening the mountain to split the mountain Hua"

Luo Yu didn't dare to hold back, and took the knife with all his strength. He took the opportunity to move forward with one sword to the top and down to welcome the mountain.

Dingdang…!

The swords and swords met again, and both of them were retreated several feet by the recoil force, and Luo Yu was even more unbearable. The Mo Yue Sword was knocked to the ground, and Wang Ling's wound was shaken and blood surged, indicating that he was not better. The long sword was cut off two pieces. His long sword was only a mid-grade weapon of the mortal level, which was not as high as the Luo Yu Mo Yue Sword. After several battles with the Blood Spirit Monkey King and Luo Yu, he finally died.

"You little beast will die..."

Wang Ling endured the pain and slashed towards Luo Yu with a broken sword in his hand. Luo Yu rolled over and barely avoided.

"Old man..."

Luo Yu was also angry, and stood up and fisted naked to fight Wang Ling. Damn, the protagonists in the novels in the previous life who were not awesome and powerful, and he could not even beat a seriously injured old ghost, so he was so embarrassed that he was a time traveler.

Seeing Luo Yu coming to him with bare hands, Wang Ling was even more disdainful in his eyes and threw away the broken sword in his hand. He also had his own pride. He was embarrassed to use the sword by a boy who was lower than him.

"Little beast, I want you to know the difference between the late and mid-term period after the day"

"Breaking the Soldier!"

Wang Ling slapped Luo Yu with a palm

"Stonefall Fist!"

Luo Yu's punch also gathered all his top forwards who had exerted force and reached the strength of the Five Bulls.

"Bang..."

A muffled sound was like a heavy hammer and hit the drum. Luo Yu was slapped in blood by a palm. He still underestimated the strength of the acquired eighth level warrior. This warrior was temporarily reached by the acquired eighth level with pills.

Wang Ling's palm also exuded the power of the Six Cows under severe injuries. If there is no injury, the power of the Eight Cows can slap Luo Yu into pieces and his bones.

There was more than that bad. Wang Ling's strong internal energy poured into Luo Yu's body through the palm, rushing through his meridians, making Luo Yu almost fainted when he was cut by a knife in his body.

But what Luo Yu unexpectedly happened in his body. When the internal force rushes through the meridians, it actually comes to the lower abdomen belt meridian. The acquired realm is mainly to polish the body and nourish qi and blood. The most important thing is to open up the eight extraordinary meridians in the whole body. When Luo Yu broke through to the middle stage of the fourth level of the acquired realm, he suddenly opened up the Ren meridian and Du meridians. He thought of breaking through the six acquired realm and importantly opened up the belt meridians in the spine.

Wang Ling's internal energy came to Luo Yu's lower abdomen and suddenly broke the barrier of the belt meridian, rushing and slashing the belt meridian, and it was like a broken bamboo and directly slashing the belt meridian, stopping in front of the Chong meridian.

The sixth level of the acquired day, broken!

"Damn, what's going on?" Luo Yu, the person involved, obviously felt the changes around him.

"Is this a breakthrough?"

Luo Yu was overjoyed. Everyone said that fighting was the fastest way to improve his strength. The ancients did not deceive me, but this breakthrough was too perverted and too mean. He actually wanted to be beaten. Before seeing it, he had to learn to be beaten.

Wang Ling watched Luo Yu vomit blood and fell to the ground, but the expression on his face was sad and happy, which made people feel strange.

"I won't be beaten to death by this little beast, right? No matter what, kill him first."

He felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and the effect of the Shengyuan Pill was almost over.

Running towards Luo Yu, he slapped it out again.

"Old man, you've had a good fight just now, it's my turn." Luo Yu saw Wang Ling slapping her palm, and laughed without fear. He also wanted to try out how powerful he had in the sixth level of his acquired combat power was.

"Stone Falling Fist..."

It was still the skillful rock-falling fist that was used in this stance. At this time, Luo Yu suddenly had a clear understanding in his heart. Perhaps the perfect realm is not the highest mirror realm of martial arts. The so-called rock-falling requires a kind of fearless spirit that moves forward like thunder, quiet as virgin, and endurance as rock.

A hazy light came out from the fist that was covered with membranes, like a phantom of a rock.

"This is…"

Wang Ling was shocked. Before the power of this punch had fallen on him, he could feel that it had more than just a power. However, he wanted to pull away but he couldn't wait to see the punch hit his palm.

Click...

A crisp sound of bone breaking is like a broken waist of a dead tree

ah…

Wang Ling howled in pain, his arm was broken, and the broken bones were spread from his forearm with blood and blood.

Luo Yu's rock-falling fist exudes the power of the Eight Ox, which is comparable to the eighth level of acquired nature.

You should know that even ordinary ancient martial arts monks at the sixth level of acquired level are only the power of four cows at most, while the seventh level of acquired level and sixth level are a hurdle. In the late and mid-stage hurdles, the warrior breaks through to the seventh level of acquired level and enters the acquired realm and can cross the power of the three cows, and the internal force bursts to reach the power of the seven cows.
Chapter completed!