New Lubu War

Chapter 182 Drink While It's Hot

"Ow...!"

Aiming at Lu Bu, the Lion-headed Demon Ape roared endlessly.

"continue!"

Holding the big halberd in his right hand, and beckoning at the lion-headed ape with his left hand, Lu Bu said calmly:
"I can still!"

……

After a stick of incense.

The roar was so loud that it could be heard for dozens of miles.

A huge monster seven or eight feet tall was fighting fiercely with a young man wielding a halberd.

The figures of the two are as fast as lightning, and their movements are as fleeting as a fleeting image. It is impossible to know how many rounds they have confronted in an instant.

A group of disciples of the 'Qingtianzong' who had retreated several miles away, although all of them had amazing eyesight, they couldn't see the battle situation clearly at all.

Everyone was dumbfounded looking at the battlefield where the trees were severed, the broken branches were flying, the sand was flying and the rocks were flying, and the smoke was filling the battlefield.

"Junior Brother Meng is amazing!"

A disciple's eyes were blank, and he was so shocked that he murmured:

"The lion-headed demon ape is a genuine 'yellow' level beast, its strength is comparable to Martial Lord, yet Junior Brother Meng is not afraid at all, seems to have the upper hand?"

"It's Brother Meng!"

The deputy captain Jiang Wushang glanced at him and corrected him.

Then he shook his head and praised:
"I didn't expect Brother Meng's cultivation to reach such a level. No wonder he didn't bother to make a move when he encountered a 'Universal' 'Zhou' level beast before!"

He looked up and looked around.

Boundless mountains, primeval jungles.

"fortunately!"

Jiang Wushang continued:
"Each 'yellow' level beast has a territory of thousands of miles. This place is still on the edge of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Although the fighting situation is alarming, it is not possible to provoke other 'yellow' level beasts to come!"

"It's not unreal to see a Wuzun-level battle today!"

"Brother Meng has not yet gathered his fist, but he is so powerful, he is truly a genius!"

Speaking of this, Jiang Wushang hissed endlessly.

The same goes for everyone.

This person is afraid of comparison.

In the world of martial arts, they are all geniuses.

But in front of Lu Bu, everything was bleak.

At this moment, the lion-headed demon ape in the distance suddenly let out a miserable cry.

Everyone hastily looked closely.

I saw a fluffy and thick arm several feet long flying out of the air, spraying blood all over the sky.

"Senior Brother Meng cut off an arm of the Lion-headed Demon Ape!"

A disciple said excitedly.

"That lion-headed demon ape is about to escape!"

Jiang Wushang had the best eyesight and was the first to notice something was wrong.

Sure enough, the lion-headed demon ape saw that the situation was not good, turned around decisively, and ran away into the distance.

It's good that a ferocious beast has no intelligence, but it doesn't mean it has no instinct.

The basic biological instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages is not lacking.

So, seeing that he was invincible, and he suffered such a heavy injury, how could there be any reason not to escape?
"Brother Meng has already caught up, let's catch up!"

Jiang Wushang said decisively.

So a group of people used their body skills and rushed over quickly.

Although the distance was getting farther and farther away, the lion-headed demon ape was too big, and it roared all the way, with a loud voice.

Such an eye-catching target, with the great master's keen telepathy, is not easy to lose.

After half an hour.

At the foot of a thousand-zhang mountain, everyone saw Lu Bu.

He was holding a bloody halberd, looking up to the sky and laughing out loud.

normal.

Warrior!

Having just gone through a hearty battle and winning it again, who wouldn't feel refreshed?

Everyone understands.

Of course, they also saw the corpse of the lion-headed demon ape lying on the ground like a mountain of meat.

Corpse separation.

The ferocious lion head, which was more than ten feet in size, was tens of feet away from the corpse.

"it is good!"

Jiang Wushang was the first to arrive, and rushed to Lu Bu, raised his thumb and praised:

"As expected of Senior Brother Meng, amazing, really amazing!"

"Ha ha!"

Seeing everyone rushing over, Lu Bu stopped laughing, turned to a smile, and greeted everyone.

modesty?

nonexistent.

Wouldn't it be hypocritical to be humble at this time?
Lu Bu is not a hypocrite.

Besides, warriors all adhere to the way of bravery and diligence, and pay attention to going straight, which is not good.

"The corpse is still hot, Brother Meng, don't waste it!"

Jiang Wushang cupped his fists and said:
"The hard work of the lion-headed demon ape has the effect of concentrating one's mind and heart. After drinking its blood, senior brother Meng might be able to gather his fist and become a martial master in one fell swoop!"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Lu Bu also remembered.

The hard work of the lion-headed demon ape seems to have this effect.

But it must be drunk while it is hot and fresh.

If it gets cold, or if it is stored for a long time, the effect will decrease sharply.

"it is good!"

Lu Bu shouted loudly, looked at the crowd, and asked:
"Then I'm not going to be polite, everyone, who has an opinion?"

"Brother Meng takes care of himself, I have no objection!"

Everyone clasped their fists at the same time and said loudly.

This lion-headed demon ape was killed by Lu Bu alone. Even without Lu Bu, they would all die here.

So, who has the cheek to claim a share?

The people present, although they are disciples of the 'Qingtian Sect', are all over fifty years old, and the oldest one is even over a hundred years old.

Everyone is so sophisticated, how can they be so ignorant?

Seeing this, Lu Bu nodded in satisfaction.

Lifting the halberd, the sharp head of the halberd poked towards the chest of the lion-headed demon ape's corpse.

After more than a dozen halberds went down, a heart about the size of a chi was picked out, which was still beating.

When the ferocious beast was alive, its body was so tough that even the sharp blade of a magic weapon would be hard to hurt.

But once it dies, its toughness will be greatly reduced instantly, and it can be easily scratched.

Except scale armor.

Similar to ferocious beasts, the body is tempered like a diamond, and the same is true for warriors who are not hurt by swords.

When alive, the body is indestructible when the qi and blood are agitated, but once dead, the qi and blood decay, and it will immediately soften.

Therefore, in this world, there is no such thing as a warrior or a beast whose corpse can survive for thousands of years without decay.

He held a huge heart in his left hand, and a halberd in his right hand. When the tip of the halberd was swiped, a hole appeared.

At the same time, the blood in the heart also rushed out.

Lu Bu's mouth was blocked in time.

'gu dong'

'gu dong'

……

Swallow your heart's blood in big mouthfuls.

Xumijian, all the blood from the heart entered Lu Bu's abdomen.

Lu Bu touched his swollen belly, felt the heat of his body, and the sense of cohesion in his mind, and immediately sat cross-legged.

The kung fu "Thousands of hammers and hundreds of exercises to exercise the gods" is running at full capacity, matching the mind and spirit that is gradually condensed by the lion-headed demon ape's hard work, tempering the spirit.

Seeing this, the crowd scattered in all directions, to fight for Lu Bu.

An hour later.

The blood has been digested.

Lu Bu, who felt that the concentration of his mind and spirit had been greatly improved, stretched out a hand, and his five fingers tightened into a fist.

The artistic conception suddenly tightened, and the mind and spirit gathered together, like a knife in the center.

Condensed in the fist.

After a while, Lu Bu frowned.

Still a lot worse.

The mind and spirit cannot be perfectly integrated, and the artistic conception and will are also lacking in harmony.

The fist can not be condensed.

However, it also saved him a lot of effort.

It was originally planned that it would take ten years before he could gather his fist and be promoted to Martial Master.

But now, it is estimated that it only takes five or six years.

Already very good.

After all, this is cultivation, not playing tricks.

There are adventures, but there is absolutely no immediate effect in the legend.

Unless the seedlings are encouraged to grow!

If that is the case, Lu Bu will be able to condense his fist and become Wu Zun now.

Reluctantly unite the mind and spirit, and also reluctantly blend the artistic conception and will, and gather a loose fist, which is a trick.

He naturally understands the tricky way.

But disdain!
Not only Lu Bu, but everyone in the 'Qing Tianzong' disdains!
Only ordinary sects like Lie Yan Sect would be hungry and eat anything, only to become a Martial Master, and they couldn't think so long-term.

Of course, those people are not qualified to think long-term.

This is not mentioned.

Rested in place for an hour.

"what?"

Just when everyone was about to leave, Lu Buna condensed a lot of spiritual power, but found something wrong.

(End of this chapter)