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Chapter 622 Lao Lu's Rhythm

Chapter 649 Lao Lu's Rhythm

Lu Zhengfang has a burly body, and his strong physique gives people a feeling of strength in every gesture, and he stares at Zhan Leiting with a bit of disdain in his eyes.

Zhan Leiting didn't have any extra words. He waved the black iron cold ruler in his hand. The black iron cold ruler weighing a thousand catties was about 1.5 meters long. However, the gust of wind caused cracks on the bluestone bricks on the ground, and it fell in front of Lu Zhengfang in a blink of an eye.

Zhan Leiting is a person who doesn't talk too much. Since Lu Zhengfang said that he is not worthy, then he will use practical actions to beat Lu Zhengfang to his knees and beg for mercy.

At some point, Lu Zhengfang had a pair of silver gloves in his hands. He practiced the ultimate external skills. The function of the gloves was to assist and strengthen his attack power. Under normal circumstances, Lu Zhengfang didn't need to use them, including the one just now. In the battle with Murong Chengfeng, Lu Zhengfang was unarmed.

But Zhan Leiting is different, after all, he is the number one master with a legendary color.

Lu Zhengfang despised his opponent strategically, but he still attached great importance to Zhan Leiting tactically.

Bang!
Lu Zhengfang hit the black iron cold ruler with a heavy punch, and the surging power overflowed. The onlookers instantly felt as if they were being hit by a strong wind. .

Lu Zhengfang retreated a certain distance. In terms of strength, Zhan Leiting, who possessed the black iron cold ruler, was indeed stronger.

However, Lu Zhengfang's expression became even more intense. He clenched his silver gloves tightly and was excited. The external skill he cultivated was to hone himself and improve himself under various harsh environments. After stepping into the peak of the master, Lu Zhengfang seldom encountered such a heavy weight player. For Lu Zhengfang, it felt like a long drought and sweet dew.

"Come again!" Lu Zhengfang rushed forward with a punch.

Even though Zhan Leiting held a heavy black iron ruler in his hand, his speed didn't seem to be affected at all. His figure flickered, like a black lightning flashed across the sky, and the heavy ruler in his hand had already hit Lu Zhengfang's back. Responding to the sound, he fell, and his whole body fell to the ground, hitting the bluestone bricks.

There was a loud bang...

"Very vulnerable." The disciples of Zhanlong Island suddenly jumped up with joy, held their breath for a whole morning, and finally had a chance to release it. They waved their arms excitedly one by one, shouted loudly, and applauded Zhan Leiting.

Murong Chengfeng's eyes could not help but fall on Zhan Leiting's body, with a hint of shock. He really deserves to be No. 1 on the list of masters, a legendary master who is only 35 years old, this power is too powerful.

Murong Chengfeng had just confronted Lu Zhengfang head-on. He was well aware of Lu Zhengfang's attack and defense power, but in front of Zhan Leiting, he only lasted two moves before falling to the ground.

"Nine Profound Gates are not as unbreakable as imagined."

"When the three sects show their true strength, the Nine Profound Sect, hehe, it's just heresy."

"Murong Chengfeng's Big Dipper Formation and Seven Star Sword haven't been unsheathed yet, and Dharma Mountain's precious clothes haven't exerted their power yet. The outcome of this battle can already be predicted."

Warriors from all sects and sects released the evil spirit in their hearts, spoke loudly, and their blood boiled.

It's like a football game. When the opponent is one goal ahead, the consecutive goals are overtaken and crushed, which naturally boosts the morale of the fans.

At this moment, Zhang Yunguo's hands were also clenched with cold sweat, this Uncle Lu was in danger!
But, why didn't other experts from Jiuxuanmen go up to help?
Zhang Yunguo raised his head and glanced, his expression suddenly stunned.

Chu Chen's expression was relaxed, as if he was watching a play.

Taoist Ren Pingsheng also kept a faint smile on his face, as if he was not worried.

Zhang Yunguo was stunned, and looked at the square again. The bricks were broken, and Lu Zhengfang stood up again. His body was covered with dust, his head was ashamed, and he looked really embarrassed. It didn't look like he was pretending.

Does Uncle Lu have any powerful cards?

Zhang Yunguo had some expectations in his heart.

The rest are also watching.

Zhan Leiting's combat experience is extremely rich. He will not wait for Lu Zhengfang to recover before continuing to attack. When the smoke and dust dissipate and Lu Zhengfang just stood up, Zhan Leiting's heavy ruler has already swept over, and the target is Lu Zhengfang. head.

In the nick of time, Lu Zhengfang raised his hands and grabbed the heavy ruler. The heavy ruler had no front, but the impact force was extremely powerful, and in a blink of an eye, Lu Zhengfang was sent flying horizontally, and fell to the ground again.

"Amazing." Chu Chen sighed.

"This is Lao Lu's rhythm." Zhu Dazhuang waved his folding fan and said with a smile.

Zhang Yunguo was stunned.

What rhythm is this...

This is clearly the rhythm of being beaten.

However, Zhang Yunguo noticed that even Xiao Wuyou, the master from Jiuxuanmen, didn't look worried.

"Xiao Wuyou, what cards does Master Lu have?" Zhang Yunguo couldn't help asking in a low voice, he was really curious.

"I don't have any hole cards." Mo Wuyou blurted out, "Uncle Lu is used to being beaten."

Zhang Yunguo, "..."

Get used to the rhythm of being beaten?
Zhang Yunguo suddenly thought of what he had heard about Uncle Lu's practice method, which is to hone his body almost by self-harm.

Could it be that Master Lu self-mutilated and practiced on the spot in this battle?

Looking at the heavy ruler in Zhan Leiting's hand, Zhang Yunguo shivered involuntarily.

In the entire world of warriors, probably only these 'monsters' from the Nine Profound Sect dare to take the number one attack on the master list as a test.

If you are not careful, you will die.

Fortunately, Zhan Leiting's weapon is a heavy ruler, not a big knife.

Zhang Yunguo muttered to himself, and continued to cast his eyes on the battlefield. He couldn't help sighing. Fortunately, he learned the art of divination. Disciples... it's going to be miserable.

Zhang Yunguo believes that their cultivation methods are similar.

The Qimen Mountains are all big men like this.

boom!boom!boom!
Under the watchful eyes of many people, Lu Zhengfang was blasted out time and time again, and the bluestone bricks on the square were smashed and exploded with great momentum.

"This Nine Profound Sect powerhouse, it's over."

"No one can withstand Zhan Leiting's repeated attacks."

"He seems to be able to stand up, but I guess, his internal organs are almost destroyed by the impact."

Zhan Musi smiled, and the anger in his heart finally came out.

The strong man of the Nine Profound Sect was hanged and beaten.

Next, it was Chu Chen's turn.

Zhan Musi looked at Chu Chen demonstratively, and the fear of Chu Chen in his heart suddenly decreased a lot.

(End of this chapter)