Lu Yun wins again, and Lu Yun completely disregards his reserve of profound energy and has always shot. Crazy enough to win twenty people in a row, counted five times others challenged him, this day, the night of the battle, Lu Yun won twenty-five games.

"A streak, 25 games!" Leng Feixue almost screamed excitedly.

She seemed to be watching her favorite choir in her hometown. When she felt that she had watched all of this, she suddenly appeared a lot of wonderful and exciting plots.

Too good-looking, too domineering!

Lu Yun closed his knife and began to cook.

"He is cooking!" The disciples were all startled. Lu Yun is now ranked 249, and he still needs to cook?

"Uh!"

Lu Yun threw out a knife, a piece of complete meat, turned into neat pieces of meat. These disciples only noticed today that Lu Yun used to cook like this.

so good!

Huang Zonglie and Leng Feixue were the first to eat. It's just that Leng Feixue turned his head from time to time to see the landing cloud. In fact, Lu Yun was exhausted. Was it enough for him to recover one night?

Many people did not eat.

They marveled at Lu Yun's cultivation, but it was no longer possible for Lu Yun to continue. They went to find a disciple who cultivated as a high student to see how many people and games Lu Yun could win.

The top one hundred were the cultivation practices of the five layers of Xuan Shi, and Lu Yun was not crazy to challenge.

The second-level peak of Master Xuan was defeated by him.

Next, the 200-three-level disciple of Xuanshi was the one who challenged Lu Yun.

After dinner, Lu Yun did not go back.

He put Ziqi on the ground, and then sat down to adjust the rate. Leng Feixue didn't go, Huang Zonglie bit a piece of grass and fell to the ground to sleep.

The disciples of Yixiantian did not leave, they were guarding the landing cloud.

Some fears, some start to worship, some start to be jealous, and some start to hate.

"Hum! Tomorrow, let your arrogant boy lose like a dog for the family! Lose a hundred games!" Those people said excitedly.

Lu Yun was quietly adjusting interest rates. In fact, he had fully recovered in the middle of the night. After digesting the profound energy produced by his body, he began to sleep.

Late at night, Lu Yun was fast asleep, and Leng Feixue leaned beside him, sleeping unconsciously.

Those disciples were sleeping, they stared at their red eyes, a gesture that could never let Lu Yun go.

…………

With the sound of birdsong, Lu Yun opened his eyes and it was a sunny day. After he got up, the first thing was to move the muscles and bones and pull up the purple cut.

"Ok!"

All the disciples have opened, ready to challenge Lu Yun at any time.

But Lu Yun started to make breakfast again.

"Uh!"

Lu Yun still uses the same way to prepare breakfast, the fragrance awakens Leng Feixue and Huang Zonglie.

"Don't you eat?" Lu Yun asked, chewing on the buns.

"Eat?" Where will there be mood.

Now, all the disciples in the two hundred ranks are here to enclose the place. They are all waiting for the landing cloud to eat well, and challenge him as soon as possible!

Today, Lu Yun must be defeated like a dog of bereavement!

At this time, Lu Yun put down the chopsticks.

"I want to challenge you!" The first heroic disciple said immediately.

"Good!" Lu Yun nodded.

This disciple ranks two hundred and twenty, and he is the second-level peak of Master Xuan. Yesterday, it proved that Master Xuan's second-level cultivation base couldn't beat Lu Yun at all, but he still wanted to go up.

"The sky is cold and bloody!" The disciple used a flying needle, a kind of hidden weapon, but in the air, the flying needle became a flying sword.

It turned out to be a combination of needle and sword, but he shouldn't show coldness in front of Lu Yun.

"Ah!"

Lu Yun raised his palm and formed a cold vortex in his hand. All the martial arts were resolved by Lu Yun's palm.

But the disciple had already come behind Lu Yun, and it seemed that his light skills were not bad. He shot at the fastest speed, holding a thick and long steel needle in his hand, and a superb artifact of the Xuan class.

"Oh!" There was a blue dragon spirit in Lu Yun's body. It was his blue dragon gang. He didn't exhibit the martial arts at all yesterday.

"clang!"

The Qinglong Gang is stronger than the Hundred Yuan King Kong. The basic artifacts of the Xuan class are basically broken, just inserted a little bit. While Lu Yun turned around, Ling Ling hung a thousand pounds of gravity on his shoulder.

"Click!"

The disciple made a sound of depression, and Lu Yun kicked the foot mercilessly.

Then a blue dragon's anger, plus the roar of the lion, flew him more than ten meters away.

"He will have other martial skills!" The disciples looked at the landing cloud in surprise. This time, he was already 220.

"I lost." Although the disciple was very unwilling, he had to accept this fact.

Lu Yun grinned and smiled. Two hundred people already could beat him.

"I'm coming!" The disciples ranked 190 came forward.

He used claws and cultivated it as the three layers of Xuan master.

Leng Feixue recorded Lu Yun's victory in the record book. This is already Lu Yun's 26-game winning streak. Like yesterday, it is still so passionate that people want to see it.

Where is the limit of Lu Yun? It seems that his martial arts are used more and more, but the strength shown by the whole person is becoming more and more powerful.

Another point, he seems stronger than yesterday.

"Go back to heaven!" The disciples ranked 190 were unassuming and shot directly.

Claw skill relies on the outburst of light skill and claw force, and uses a powerful shot to instantly kill the enemy with flexible movements.

However, Lu Yun's Jinghong body method could barely keep up with this disciple, and at the same time, his whispering technique blocked the disciple's offensive line at the fastest speed.

As long as he dares to attack, Lu Yun will perform the lion roar and retreat.

It seems that they are indistinguishable.

"clang!"

Suddenly, Lu Yun's knife was caught in his claws.

Lu Yun performed the lion roar. The disciple was all settled, disregarding his injuries, his hands were separated from the iron claws, and then his flesh claws attacked Lu Yun's abdomen.

Lu Yun let go of the purple cut with both hands, his palms were magnificent and Linhai listened to Tao, and the whole person leapt to the sky. Qinglong Gang appeared in the body, kicked hard with one foot.

"boom!"

Lu Yun, who owns the Qinglong Gang, even the ordinary foot, has great destructive power. At the same time, his fist hit the disciple's body, and then kicked with both feet, hitting the disciple's body directly by the strength of his body.

"Click!"

The disciple's ribs were broken.

Lu Yun turned over and kicked him again, pulling up the purple cut inserted on the ground, and a blue dragon cut.

"Roar!"

Qinglong was cut out, and the disciple was knocked to the ground.

"Brother, you won!" He had to admit that Lu Yun's profound energy was so strong that even he could contend with him ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Especially Qinglong Gang, hit it directly, which is equivalent to offensive martial arts.

"I'm coming! If it's Bi Gang, it must be me!" Said the 180-ranked disciple.

"The sky is full of anger!" Between him a solid lion's gas solidified and rushed towards Lu Yun.

His cultivation practice was in the middle of the third layer of Master Xuan. Lu Yun was not afraid at all, and Qinglong Gang defended his body and ran directly towards the disciple.

"boom!"

Originally thought that it would be equally divided, but Lu Yun remained immobile, and the disciple's body stepped back three steps. At the same time, the hood of his body shattered.

Lu Yun made a ready posture, but he conceded.

"I lost, and I can only compete with you in gang qi. If even gang qi can beat you, it will be the same as them in the end." The disciple said.

Lu Yun's ranking at this time, 180!