Longevity in the world of martial arts

Chapter 207
boom!
The ground collapsed, and a large human-shaped crater emerged. Mo Jiuyou's face was ferocious. Except for his tattered clothes, he had no injuries on his body, and his crystal-like luster flowed slowly on his body surface.

"hateful!"

Mo Jiuyou roared loudly, shaking the void to the extreme, and then tore the void again, blasting towards Lu Xin.

boom!
Before Mo Jiuyou could get close, Lu Xin slapped him, sending him flying away again!

Bang bang bang!
Loud noises continued to come from the Taixuan Dojo, and Mo Jiuyou was constantly being blasted out, panting heavily, his mind gradually calmed down, and finally stopped his anger , not attacking Lu Xin, but looking at Lu Xin with great resentment.

Mo Jiuyou could fully feel that he had been completely reborn, and he didn't know how much his internal cultivation had increased. He also understood that Lu Xin's tormenting him was to improve his cultivation!
But for some reason, he had a deep feeling that the methods Lu Xin used against him seemed to make him feel extremely humiliated. This kind of humiliation made him resentful, and even he himself could not control the breeding of such emotions. .

"The Tianwu combat body has begun to take shape, but unfortunately it is still too weak. It seems that the intensity of cultivation is still not enough. Today will stop here. You will wait for me here tomorrow." Lu Xin said indifferently, and when he stepped out , and disappeared into the Taixuan Dojo.

Hearing Lu Xin's voice when he left, Mo Jiuyou's face was stunned, and an extremely bad premonition arose in his heart. This premonition was extremely strong, as if there would be even greater disasters waiting for him tomorrow.

He has already fully experienced Lu Xin's methods, and he has already memorized the fourth volume of Tianwu by heart. Mo Jiuyou already has the idea of ​​escaping from this place, because he believes in his own feelings. If he stays with Lu Xin , even if he doesn't die, what he has to go through will probably make him extremely painful.

Mo Jiuyou made up his mind and wanted to escape from this place immediately. He only waited for his own cultivation to reach a high level, and then asked Lu Xin to settle the cause and effect between the two of them.

Unfortunately, before Mo Jiuyou could leave this place, two phantoms suddenly blocked his way, and the voice of Xuanhuang Gourd also sounded slowly.

"Mr. Lu has an order. Your range of activities can only be in this Taixuan Dojo. If you intend to escape from this place, we can only follow Mr. Lu's instructions and imprison you here."

"hateful!"

Feeling the power of the two phantoms, Mo Jiuyou growled, his eyes showing helplessness, but in the end he could only sit cross-legged in the center of the dojo, waiting for Lu Xin's return.

Looking at the resentment on Mo Jiuyou's face, the aura of Fantian Seal was disordered, and he hesitated in his heart. He was forged by the Martial Ancestor. If the Martial Ancestor awakened and found that he was conspiring with Lu Xin, he would definitely not bypass it. If I rescue Martial Ancestor at this time, will I be able to make up for my mistakes?

Perhaps sensing Fantian Yin's thoughts, Xuanhuang Gourd warned: "Fantian, I advise you not to move your mind, Lu Changsheng is by no means a kind man and a believer in women, if you really do something that violates his bottom line, you What will happen to you, I'm afraid you know best."

With the sound of Xuanhuang Gourd, Fan Tianyin suddenly woke up, and the aura around him became completely silent!

With Lu Xin's means, how can it not prevent him?
Wanting to save Martial Ancestor under the eyes of the other party is simply a matter of the Arabian Nights. If I really do this, what awaits me will definitely be the fate of being destroyed.

"Thank you for reminding me, I almost made a big mistake." Fantian Yinfan suddenly realized.

The next morning.

It was still daylight, and the sun had not yet risen from the east. Lu Xin quietly appeared in the Taixuan Dojo, and Mo Jiuyou suddenly opened his eyes. When he saw Lu Xin's appearance, he felt vigilant in his heart.

The Taixuan Dojo has already been turned into a forbidden area. No one is allowed to enter this place without Taixuanzong's order to advocate Taoism. Obviously this place is temporarily requisitioned by Lu Xin, and no one dares to disturb him to teach his disciples.

Snapped!
"Ah... Lu Changsheng, you..."

Snapped!
Taixuan Daochang was completely closed, only Mo Jiuyou could hear the mournful howl from time to time, accompanied by Lu Xinyin's cold and angry reprimand.

"The lion fights the rabbit with all its strength. Your attack looks ferocious, but you can't concentrate all your strength in one place. How can you unleash all your strength?"

clap clap clap!
The shadow of the whip in the void was dripping with blood, and a willow whip burst into green light, constantly whipping around Mo Jiuyou's body. I don't know what this willow whip was made of, and every time it fell on Mo Jiuyou's body, it would make him drip with blood , but it will not hurt his life.

Mo Jiuyou was beaten continuously by the willow whip, and his whole body was already dripping with blood. He kept screaming in pain, but the attack on Lu Xin was even more violent!

"It's too slow, too slow, your speed should be faster."

Lu Xin's steps were light, and he kept dodging Mo Jiuyou's attack. When he waved the willow whip in his hand, it made an extremely terrifying whistling sound, and kept hitting the young man.

The physical pain had already made Mo Jiuyou numb. His eyes were red, and his whole body seemed to be turned into a machine. He no longer wanted to kill Lu Xin. His only belief was to punch Lu Xin hard in the face. On, this is his biggest wish at the moment.

Seven days and seven nights passed!

People are not machines. When their strength and spirit are exhausted, they need to rest and adjust. At this moment, the young Mo Jiuyou is no longer as violent as before. of weakness.

"Master... Master... I really can't do it... Please let me go..." After all, Mo Jiuyou was still a young man. When he was mentally and physically exhausted, he finally let go of his anger and resentment towards Lu Xin, thinking Just fell asleep.

Snapped!
The willow whip was in the air, and his skin was ripped open, but Mo Jiuyou was already numb. He fell to the ground, staring at Lu Xin with blank eyes, and even though Lu Xin kept beating him, he remained unmoved.

"Sir, I can't go on any longer, his spirit is losing his mind." Xuanhuang Gourd said anxiously.

The willow whip was put away, and Lu Xin was silent. Looking at Mo Jiuyou's numb expression, Lu Xin's eyes flashed extremely fiercely, but he did not beat the boy again, but his growling voice was in Mo Jiuyou's ears. edge rings.

"The strong are as heavy as mountains, and the weak are like ants. In the future, there will be a great world where ten thousand ways will compete. If you don't want to be trampled under your feet, stand up for me right now."

"Didn't you say that you want to surpass me? This little pain has made you so decadent. How can you be qualified to be my disciple, Lu Changsheng?"

Lu Xin stared directly at the young man, and the pupils of the young man slowly focused. He didn't make a sound, but slowly supported the ground with his arms, and the sound of bone cracks came from the trembling arms. It was obvious that the young man was exhausted. Strength, at this moment, with its own will, wants to stand up with difficulty!

　This is Chapter 3. I will continue to write until I can't write anymore. I don't know how many more changes are left, but before twelve o'clock, it counts as much as I can write.

　　
　
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