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Chapter 21 Hanging Zhang Dali

In the previous life, Lu Yu only obtained the soul power line after he reached a very high level.

Unexpectedly, in this life, Lu Yu had already possessed the rare treasure of soul power line just as he had just opened his meridian realm.

Lu Yu jumped up, and the martial soul above his head was swaying gently, hanging down a soft green light, covering Lu Yu's whole body, causing his pores to widen and expel a large amount of stains deposited in the flesh and blood.

Lu Yu was refreshed and full of energy. As he breathed, the grass and trees around him were swaying.

That is the magic of the Green Grass and the Tiantian Jue, which allows him to communicate with the grass, resonate his mind, and observe the world with the help of the grass's perspective.

That kind of experience is extremely wonderful. In the eyes of the grass, the world is another color.

Lu Yu was immersed for a moment and then suddenly woke up because someone was approaching this area.

Lu Yu has been practicing here for seven days. Zhang Dali almost turned the entire mountain, but he has never seen Lu Yu. He has always held his breath and refused to give up.

Lu Yu sensed Zhang Dali's breath, and he was surrounded by three disciples, all of whom were at the sixth level of the meridian opening.

"If you want to kill me, I will fulfill your wishes."

Lu Yu sneered, flashed out, and came outside the * formation.

"Look, he's there."

A disciple had sharp eyes and immediately discovered Lu Yu.

"You little brat, you can make it easy for us to find. Today I won't beat you to death."

Zhang Dali cursed with a irritable look on his face. The latest and fastest update

Lu Yu didn't know Zhang Dali's name, but when he recognized him as someone around Wu Yingjie, he immediately understood everything.

"Is Wu Yingjie instructed you to come?"

Zhang Dali glared at Lu Yu and said with a grim smile: "Diet to the point of death, why bother asking about these things."

Lu Yu mocked: "The word "death is about to come to an end is really appropriate, but you said four less words."

Zhang Dali asked, "What four words?"

"Send to death at home."

"Bold Lu Yu, he still has such a bad mouth when he dies. We will make you worse than death later."

A disciple of Wuzong pointed at Lu Yu and cursed, obviously trying to please Zhang Dali.

"It's indeed the stone in the pit, smelly and hard. Do you think it would be amazing if you cheated and defeated Zhong Zhen? Let me tell you that Zhong Zhen was just a slap in front of me. If I want to kill you, it would be like stepping on an ant to death."

Zhang Dali scolded him and was extremely conceited.

"Senior Brother Zhang is at the seventh level of the meridian opening. You can kill one finger."

Another disciple of Wuzong boasted about walking his horse and scolded Lu Yu for being ignorant.

"Lu Yu, if you kneel down and beg for death, we will make you die more happy, otherwise you will regret it."

Lu Yu sneered: "Just you guys?"

Zhang Dali said contemptuously: "Stop pretending to be a ghost in front of me. Since you have chosen a burial place, I will be willing to help others and help you."

Lu Yu sneered: "What a helpful sentence, you really show yourself to be very upright.

Zhang Dali snorted: "I will count three times and I will not kneel down and beg for mercy. I will destroy your limbs first. One…two..."

Lu Yu sneered: "I'm afraid you will be the one who kneels down and begs for mercy later."

A disciple said angrily: "Rareless, you dare to talk to Senior Brother Zhang like this, so I won't smash your mouth."

The disciple kicked his left foot, soared into the air for several feet, and punched his right hand, with a sharp fist wind, locking Lu Yu's heart position.

This is a fatal critical place for a punch, which shows that this disciple's original intention is to kill Lu Yu.

Lu Yu's eyes were sharp and his right hand punched out, but with a crack, his bones shattered, and a scream like a pig slaughtered across the entire woods.

Lu Yu was extremely excited. It turned out that the autumn wind rose and fell leaves were used alternately. The gathering and opening contained the cleverness of making a big move, which could be used to leverage the force.

Lu Yule was in it, and Zhang Dali was like a doll in his hand. He was waving it and shouting it away, without any resistance at all.
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