Peerless Taoist

Lu Yu frowned, "what do I want to learn?"

Zhang Xing's palm just now has many flaws, and its strength is also insufficient, vain and powerless.

He didn't even break Lu Yu's body protection mana. What's worth learning about such a fist palm?

Zhang Xing sighed helplessly: "you are still too impetuous. I just wanted to give you some advice, but you are so unkind."

He glanced at fan Shijing again: "do you let such people participate in the inner door trial? Hehe, originally, the winning rate of Zang Xiufeng was very slim, and this time it was even more impossible."

Fan Shijing gritted his teeth; "Say it again!"

The nearby Tibetan Xiufeng disciples also control the flying sword and aim the sword edge at Zhang Xing.

Stunned by such power, Zhang Xing disagreed and sneered: "don't forget, elder lanyue wants my master to heal. If you want your master to be ill all the time, continue to fight."

Fan Shijing angrily said, "shameless."

Zhang Xing was sure that fan Shijing and others did not dare to fight him at all, so their eyebrows became more and more arrogant.

He approached Lu Yu and said proudly with a contemptuous look: "my advice is very precious. But I can't learn anything from your qualifications."

Zhang Xing shook his head and sighed, "he is a waste, but he doesn't study with an open mind. People like you can never catch up with me."

He raised his feet and left. Although the surrounding Tibetan Xiufeng disciples were angry, no one dared to stop him.

"Stop." Lu Yu suddenly shouted.

When Zhang Xing heard Lu Yu call him, he couldn't help but say impatiently, "why, regret, and want me to point you out? Ha ha, I tell you, missing is missing."

Lu Yu said faintly, "borrow and return. Since you intend to give me advice, I'll give you advice again."

Zhang Xing flatly refused: "what are you, and you deserve to guide me?"

"Let me show you how to speak." Lu Yu waved his big hand and a strong palm wind burst out of his hand.

At this time, Zhang Xing is more than ten meters away from Lu Yu.

Seeing this palm coming, Zhang Xing drank fiercely and gathered his mana in front of him.

Pop!

In an instant, the palm wind hit Zhang Xing hard.

Zhang Xing's Dharma phase didn't resist at all, so it directly turned into fragments and burst into pieces.

This slap hit Zhang Xing in the face.

With a crisp sound, Zhang Xing was hit by this powerful force and turned twice in mid air before he fell heavily to the ground.

"Poof!" Zhang Xing couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. Half of his face had been completely distorted.

He fainted directly under Lu Yu's palm.

Around, finally quiet a lot.

Some Tibetan Xiufeng disciples couldn't help cheering. Zhang Xing's misdeeds in Tibetan Xiufeng these days have made everyone angry.

No one sympathized with his being beaten, but he was very happy.

Fan Shijing couldn't help but said, "younger martial brother Fang, you shouldn't be so impulsive. After all, his master is a miracle doctor mu. If you beat him, you will become enemies with miracle doctor mu."

Lu Yu waved his hand: "it doesn't matter. The great doctor Mu has no way to discipline his apprentice. I'm discipline him for him."

Fan Shijing had no choice but to take Lu Yu to his residence.

The aura here is much better than that outside. It seems that fan Shijing took some effort to attract him.

Lu Yu silently felt the aura and suddenly heard a scream not far away.

Fan Shijing quickly replied, "that's my master, younger martial brother Fang. I'll send someone to arrange a sound insulation array for you later. I hope you don't mind."