Peerless Taoist

Lu Yu went directly to the martial arts competition platform.

"Oh, I'm really afraid of death."

"Look, the boy is not old. His accomplishments are just Huagang. Let alone senior brother Song Yang, even I can repair him."

"Elder martial brother Song Yang did it very hard. This boy is going to be unlucky."

The onlookers are waiting to see a joke.

Song Yang also looked at Lu Yu up and down and said with a sneer: "I heard that a group of new people have just come in recently. I didn't expect that a person in Huagang territory would dare to enter our tianwu Pavilion. I thought no one would come this year."

"Elder martial brother Song Yang, it's not easy to meet a new man. You can teach him well." they coaxed.

Song Yang smiled coldly: "don't worry. After all, I'm a fellow disciple. Of course I'll take good care of you."

Lu Yu looked at some people below and frowned: "don't waste time, all of you, let's go together."

Everyone was stunned. For a moment, they didn't understand what Lu Yu meant.

But then someone knew what Lu Yu was going to say.

"Isn't this a fool who came here to make fun?"

"It's estimated that he knows he can't fight. He simply wants to challenge a group of us. In this way, even if he loses, he can have face."

"Hey, hey, he's a good abacus, but he doesn't know how cruel our senior brother Song Yang is."

No disciples came forward. On the martial arts competition platform, there were still only Lu Yu and Song Yang.

Song Yang kicked away the man in white who was lying on the ground with a cold light in his eyes.

"What are you waiting for? Just get beaten!"

Song Yang suddenly shouted angrily, and a pair of fists began to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, his breath suddenly became strong, and strong winds swept through him.

"Shanhai baquan!"

When Song Yang waved his fist, a powerful spirit came directly and dived towards the landing feather.

Lu Yu immediately felt that the pressure around him suddenly became like substance. The air was filled with the smell of Xiao Sha. A sense of unspeakable depression was brewing in his heart.

"It's a little tricky, but... It's too much to deal with the same sect." Lu Yu said faintly.

"Are you afraid? Don't worry. For the sake of being a new younger martial brother, I'll leave some strength." Song Yang said with a smile.

His fist, like the top of Mount Tai, fell directly towards the landing feather.

But just as he was approaching Lu Yu, Song Yang suddenly felt a terrible force coming.

"Still want to attack me?" Song Yang soon understood.

But he sneered in his heart and didn't think so.

Lu Yu is just a friar in Huagang territory. He can't play any role in front of his absolute strength.

"Cang Long Shen Jin!" Song Yang's arms exploded again.

With the explosion, a powerful threat fell in front of Lu Yu.

The whistling wind, with terrible pressure, will hit the landing feather's face door.

But just then, Song Yang suddenly heard a low whisper.

"This move is so crude that it is inferior to ordinary people's martial arts."

Boom!

Immediately, Song Yang felt that his arm seemed to be caught by something and couldn't move.

Just for a moment, Song Yang couldn't control his body. He flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

Click!

The ground of Biwu platform could not bear the strong impact, and countless cracks were directly cracked.

Song Yang's move just now has used his true Qi. At this time, he was badly hurt and spit out a mouthful of blood directly.