Zhang Ying can accurately restore the things that happened before in her dreams, and the things that she couldn't see clearly before were clear at a glance because it was in her own dream.

Zhang Ying saw Lu Zeyu easily knocking down his disciples as naughty as a child, and did not hurt their lives. Zhang Ying himself could do it, and more than 100 disciple-level people could easily kill them.

But Zhang Ying could never do it to knock down and not kill him, and Lu Zeyu's control of power had reached the peak and could not be understood by ordinary people.

Zhang Ying has been to this level for more than 20 years and has never seen anyone.

"Don't you do it?"

Lu Zeyu scratched his head and watched Zhou Wen sit cross-legged on the ground calmly, with his eyes closed, and his two spears still standing in the air.

Zhou Wen grinned and did not move. He always fought with people and did not move. Once the enemy moved, he would reveal flaws in the gaps of movement. He only needed to grasp the only slightest breaking obstacles to defeat the enemy. The battle between experts often took a moment.

"please!"

Zhou Wen said something, Lu Zeyu walked over, Zhou Wen opened his eyes, and in an instant he caught a glimpse of some movements, and the movement and stillness were fully realized, and the mirror of the sky had already covered the entire martial arts field, and he could see clearly.

Whoosh

The two spears suddenly crossed, and a blurry figure suddenly arrived. Zhou Wen suddenly stood up, but it was still slow. Lu Zeyu's fist hit Zhou Wen's cheek without bias.

A violent vibration made Zhou Wen hurriedly raise his hands and stretch his fingers. Suddenly the vibration disappeared. Two tings, Lu Zeyu jumped backwards in the air and avoided the stabbing of two spears.

Sweat flowed down his forehead, and Lu Zeyu looked at his fist. He had just hit him, but this guy was unharmed, which was very strange.

When he was puzzled, two long spears whizzed and Lu Zeyu shook left and right. After dodging, he suddenly enjoyed it. He grabbed the handle of the gun and looked at Zhou Wen with a smile.

"You kid..."

Whoosh

Lu Zeyu forcibly threw two spears at Zhou Wen.

A loud bang sounded, and the gun handle passed by and directly pierced Zhou Wen's chest. Two violent cyclones behind Zhou Wen tore the ground, and the spear directly penetrated into the sculpture of the monster.

The monks present were shocked. Zhou Wen had no time to react and was stabbed to a cold heart. What was shocking was that Zhou Wen's pierced body began to heal and the wound miraculously disappeared.

Lu Zeyu had seen this kind of magic in his impression, and he transferred the damage. He felt familiar just now when he punched him.

"You're pretty awesome."

Crouch

Accompanied by a sound, the sculpture of the monster was crooked, and cracks appeared on one foot. Zhou Wen's face suddenly changed. Lu Zeyu had already run over. He hurriedly held up his two fingers and slashed in front of him, and three small gourds flew up.

A large amount of black water permeated from the black gourd. Lu Zeyu moved his nose and smelled a stinking smell. He jumped back disgustingly. He didn't want to get stuck in the black water, but the water began to rise violently and chased Lu Zeyu Fei.

Some transparent white sand particles spit out from the white gourd, sprinkling on Lu Zeyu on a large area. At this time, the ash gourd stood between white and black.

Xiao Yuan realized that it was not good. These were two extreme opposites. Once touched, it would produce an explosion with infinite power.

"Everyone retreated quickly."

Xiao Yuan roared and retreated urgently, and many monks noticed something strange.

A loud bang, accompanied by the shocking flames, most of the entire martial arts field was covered with flames, and the burning flames were still bursting.

The splashing fire balls were also constantly exploding, and the explosions were heard one after another, and everyone quickly retreated to the edge.

At this time, three gourds soared out of the flames, and soon the flames gradually faded, and the black water flow and white sand were sucked in.

Zhou Wen didn't want to use this trick because it might hurt the innocent. Some disciples who didn't have time to run were burned, so he hurriedly put them away, but Lu Zeyu soon stood in front of him.

Zhou Wen swallowed.

"this........."

Zhou Wen was sobbing that he couldn't speak. Lu Zeyu was unscathed. He swung his fist. Zhou Wen raised his hands and kept gestured, using one magic after another.

As various lights lit up, Lu Zeyu easily avoided the attacks of these magics. Zhou Wen stuck out his tongue, and there was a small object on his tongue. He spit out with a whoosh, and his whole body came out one after another with the red formations appearing under his feet.

This is a magic sword. The moment it becomes, the sword has reached Lu Zeyu's face. Zhou Wen holds the sword, and the sword body is shining with golden light. After the violent spiritual energy fluctuates, the space around becomes distorted.

Smack

Zhou Wen stopped, and two violent sword energy slashed along the sides of Lu Zeyu. In an instant, stone slabs on the ground of the martial arts field shattered, and almost everyone stood on Xiao Yuan's side, but fortunately they were not affected.

Looking at the hand that pinched his sword, Zhou Wen felt fear. This kind of fear that had not appeared for a long time surged into his heart. He didn't understand what he was facing at this moment.

"It's my turn."

Zhou Wen looked at Lu Zeyu in surprise. He slowly raised his fist and bent down. At this moment, a cluster of flames appeared on Lu Zeyu's back, and intertwined and turned into a pair of flame wings.

"wait.........."

Lu Zeyu punched, and in an instant, Zhou Wen's mind was blank. When he regained consciousness again, Zhou Wen lay on the ground, unable to move, and the spiritual energy in his body seemed to be invisible.

Many monks were nearby because nothing happened. They only saw Lu Zeyu before he hit Zhou Wen, and he could not get up.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Li Guyuan ran over in confusion, and Zhou Wen looked at the sculpture of the big monster weakly.

"Hurry, hurry...... Let the disciples prepare for the Demon-killing Formation, hurry......"

Just like nothing, Lu Zeyu, he laid on the back of his head, looked at the statue of the big monster, and looked at it with a smile.

"So you transferred both the damage and your spiritual source there, no wonder."

Click

As a piece of debris fell, everyone suddenly felt a heavy breath in the air, which spread out in an instant. Many people couldn't help but cover their noses. It was a demonic energy. A green gas appeared in the air, so violent that it could be seen directly without using perception.

The surface of the sculpture of the Great Monster was constantly cracking, and at this moment its two heads moved, and the huge eyeballs on it turned.

Whoosh

Just as everyone was nervous, a violent demonic aura passed by. Li Guyuan was about to do something, but someone grabbed him and took him off.

"master."

The disciples of Yinshan Sect were still preparing, but found that Zhou Wen had been sucked up. Just when he was stunned, Zhou Wen was bitten into pieces by the big mouth of the big demon's left head, and then accompanied by the sprayed blood, Zhou Wen died of the big demon's mouth.

Just when everyone was stunned, there was a relaxed whistle. Lu Zeyu pouted and whistled, not caring at all.
Chapter completed!