Hunting Immortals and Demons

"Take the move."

Duan Shenfei drank in a low voice, his energy and blood surged, and his palms suddenly turned red, like a red-hot iron.

As soon as he stepped forward, he rushed toward Lu Yan like the wind, and slapped his palms out. Before the palms could reach him, a wave of heat was already hitting his face.

Lu Yan used his Swift Wind Hand, and he exchanged blows with the opponent several times.

Although the nine second-rate martial arts have been integrated into first-rate martial arts, it does not mean that Lu Yan can no longer use the nine second-rate martial arts. Not only can he do it, but he is also more precise and can do whatever he wants at his fingertips.

After a few moves, Lu Yan accelerated and hit Duan Shenfei on the chest with a palm, knocking him out of the ring and vomiting blood.

In fact, if you want to defeat Duan Shenfei, you don't need a few moves, half a move is enough.

The key is that Lu Yan doesn't want to be too high-profile or reveal too much of his strength.

It is best to use ten points of strength, reveal three points, and hide seven points, so that the enemy will never see through you.

"good!"

"The owner of the museum is invincible."

Lu Yan won, and the most excited ones were the apprentices at the Sanjue Martial Arts Hall. They were all so excited that they felt like they had been pumped.

This shows that their money was not in vain. The owner of the museum is really capable, and he is very capable.

As long as you work hard and study hard, you can be as good as the gym owner in the future.

Some people who were originally hesitant also secretly made up their minds to join the Sanjue Martial Arts School immediately after the competition.

"Red Sand Flying Wolf, it's just that, who else can teach me?"

Lu Yan looked at the major hall owners and spoke calmly.

The remaining eleven museum owners all had very solemn expressions.

They knew very well what Duan Shenfei's strength was. He had truly broken through the limit five times and had soaked in the red sand palm for many years. He had reached the limit of proficiency and was only one step away from reaching the peak.

With such strength, he could only survive three moves in Lu Yan's hands.

Lu Yan's second-rate martial arts skills were at least at the top, or even better.

Some of the museum owners who were very different from Duan Shenfei quickly avoided Lu Yan's gaze wherever they dared to go.

"I'll try him."

A sturdy figure walked onto the ring, it was Zhao Tie from Iron Tower Zhenjiang.

After Zhao Tie came to power, he announced his home address, and then used his power to attack Lu Yan.

The black evil body he practiced was a hard skill that reached its peak. Under the exercise, the muscles in his body swelled and his skin became dark and shiny, like an iron man.

bump!

With one step, the ring almost collapsed, and he punched Lu Yan violently.

Lu Yan twisted his body slightly and stepped back two meters like a gust of wind, avoiding Zhao Tie's punch.

One punch missed, and Zhao Tie continued to attack fiercely with his fists. However, more than ten punches in a row missed, and Lu Yan's clothes were not even touched.

"What's the point of dodging all the time? If you have the ability, you can confront me head-on."

Zhao Tie said angrily.

"My name is the Three Ultimate Warriors, and my kicking technique is also one of my unique skills. Don't you know?"

Lu Yan retorted.

Today, he just wants to show off his three unique skills as a warrior. Otherwise, how can he get famous?

"Hua Bu Liu Qiu, what kind of man is he?"

Zhao Tie roared.

"You don't have to be dark and thick to be a man, but you also have to be able to endure a long battle. But since you are so anxious, I will send you off."

Lu Yan stopped dodging, struck out with his palm, and had a head-on collision with Zhao Tie.

Zhao Tie trembled and took five or six steps back in a row. His arms felt numb and he was horrified.

call!

Lu Yan's second palm came again.

Zhao Tie could only fight with all his strength.

With the second palm, he took another five steps back.

With the third palm, he took another six steps back and fell directly off the ring.

"OK."

The apprentices of the Sanjue Martial Arts School burst into thunderous cheers again. Even the handymen were excited and secretly vowed to work hard and stay in the Martial Arts School to learn martial arts in the future.

If he performs well and is favored by the owner of the hall and is accepted as his direct disciple, it will really skyrocket.

"Zhao Tie, how are you? Have you figured out his ways?"

The hall owners helped Zhao Tie up, and someone asked.

"This person must be practicing first-class martial arts. His energy and blood are powerful and condensed, and he is as powerful as thunder. If I lose, I will lose because my energy and blood are not as good as his."

Zhao Tiedao.

"It seems like this person is a descendant of a declining family."

The others looked thoughtful and solemn.

There are many such people in Baicao City.

There are many Wuhou-level clans in the six counties of Lingdong. On average, some of them are wiped out every year. Some of the remaining descendants of these clans will live in various places.

Especially in a big city like Baicao City, it is not uncommon.

What Zhao Tie could see was naturally what Lu Yan wanted him to see.

It is unreasonable to easily defeat warriors of the same level without showing a little bit of specialness.

It is better to expose first-rate martial arts than to expose second-rate martial arts that combine human and martial arts.

There are many people who practice first-rate martial arts, but those who can cultivate second-rate martial arts to the point where human and martial arts become one are very rare.

The practice of first-class martial arts is absolutely inseparable from God's intention in the early stage, but after you have successfully practiced, you can continue to practice and improve even if you no longer have God's intention.

Pretending to be a descendant of a declining family, he has no divine intentions anyway and is not afraid of being remembered.

Of course, his acquired martial body, six times the energy and blood, and the first-class martial arts that combine human and martial arts cannot be easily exposed. This is his trump card.

"Who else?"

In the ring, Lu Yan continued to invite the fight.

Down below, the major museum owners are still discussing.

"The first-class martial arts that this person majors in should be Palm Technique, and I'm afraid he has reached a level of proficiency."

"The top-notch martial arts masters are no longer something we can deal with."

Finally, the museum owners turned their attention to an old man in his seventies.

This old man is the owner of Changqing Martial Arts School. His name is Fu Changqing. He is also a descendant of a declining family. He also practices first-class martial arts and has reached the level of perfection.

Known as the second master in the Thirteen Martial Arts Alliance.

"Let me come and meet him."

Fu Changqing stepped out and came to the ring. After exchanging names with Lu Yan, they started fighting together.

As soon as they fought, Lu Yan showed a solemn look, his whole body was full of energy and blood, and he looked like he was giving all his strength. He exchanged more than fifty moves with Fu Changqing before knocking Fu Changqing off the ring with one palm.

The disciples of Sanjue Martial Arts School burst into cheers, and their faces were all red with excitement, and they looked proud.

In the crowd, the three disciples who had refunded their money before were dejected, regretful and wanted to kill them head-on.

"Let's go."

Fu Changqing sighed in decline and left first.

The other martial arts masters naturally had no face to stay, and left here with ugly expressions.

"Master Lu, I want to join the Sanjue Martial Arts Gym."

"I want it too, don't squeeze with me, I came first."

Immediately, a group of people rushed to the Sanjue Martial Arts Hall to join the Sanjue Martial Arts Hall.

Lu Yan made several leaps and jumped into the martial arts hall.

Just leave the rest to Wang Lin, Li Quan and others. There is no need to do everything personally.

As long as he can practice with peace of mind and be able to calm down the situation, that's it.

That's the benefit of having someone on your side.

In the next few days, more than a hundred people came to sign up to learn martial arts.

Anyone who comes to Sanjue Martial Arts School will not be rejected and will be accepted.

There was no money to learn martial arts, and there were many people who came to sign up as handymen. Lu Yan asked Li Quan and Wang Lin to select some of the ones that looked good, and asked Li Quan to take them with him. They would first train them as scouts and infiltrate everywhere to find out information. .

For these poor teenagers, as long as they stutter and make them work hard, it will be fine, not to mention that they will have the opportunity to learn martial arts in the future.

On the third day, as night fell, Lu Yan took a walk in the yard and was about to go back to the training room to practice martial arts, but he suddenly stopped and turned to look somewhere.

"Since you're here, why not show up and see me?"

Lu Yan spoke, and at the same time, Qi and blood surged throughout his body, ready to take action at any time.

There was a chuckle, and a figure fell down on the roof.

This is an old man with white beard and hair, and wrinkles have begun to appear on his skin, but his eyes are bright, piercing, and quite majestic.

Lu Yan did not dare to underestimate this person, because this person just stood there casually, but it gave him a strong sense of crisis.

Wuhou!

Lu Yan had already guessed who this person was, because he had been waiting for this person for the past few days.

The leader of the Spring and Autumn Martial Arts School and the leader of the Thirteen Martial Arts Alliance, Feng Yueming.

The other martial arts schools have been defeated. As the leader of the alliance, Feng Yueming cannot fail to show up.

"Senior, is he the master of Spring and Autumn Pavilion?"

Lu Yan clasped his fists.

"Exactly."

Feng Yueming nodded, looked Lu Yan up and down, and said, "I was also present at the competition three days ago. You were very strong and cautious. You didn't use your full strength that day."

"Then senior came here today to give me some advice?"

Lu Yan said.

"no no."

The Feng Yueming waved his hands repeatedly and said: "I am over a hundred years old, and I have only a few years to live. The matter of fighting and killing is no longer suitable for my old bones."

"Senior, why are you here today?"

Lu Yandao naturally wouldn't lower his guard just because of a few words from the other party.

"Just a few words of advice for you."

"Juniors are all ears."

"I'll give it up when it's good."

Feng Yueming said seriously: "You deliberately lowered the price, allowed Chisha Martial Arts School and Black Sword Martial Arts School to spread rumors, and then took action. It was just for one purpose, to make Sanjue Martial Arts School famous. Now that your goal has been achieved, why not Will you step down?"

"Follow the trend and step down? Whose trend will you follow? Senior's?"

Lu Yan said.

"Can."

Feng Yueming nodded and continued: "If you insist on holding on, I won't take action, but you have to know that the thirteen martial arts schools can gain a foothold in Baicao City, and behind them are inextricably linked to the grandmaster-level family clan, the Li family. If your connection alarms Mr. Li, it will be of no benefit to you. You must know that too much strength can easily break."

"Thank you, senior. I understand, junior."

Lu Yan said.

"As long as you understand, I'll go."

Feng Yueming jumped out of the wall and disappeared into the night.

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