"Senior, I don't have to worry about it. It's better to do it yourself for peace of mind."
Lu Qingyun increased his absorption.
Wu Yazi was furious, no longer caring about the impact that interrupting the power transfer would have on him and Xu Zhu, he started to block the transfer of power.
"Senior Wuyazi, you are going to pass on your skills to me anyway, so don't resist."
Feeling that Wu Yazi interrupted the transmission and wanted to get out of control, Lu Qingyun desperately accelerated his absorption.
"mean!"
Half of Wu Yazi's skill has been transferred into Xu Zhu's body, and the remaining Qi in his body has been sucked in by Lu Qingyun, and now only one-half of it is left.
There was a sound of opening a wine bottle, and Wu Yazi finally got away from Xu Zhu's bald head.
"I'll kill you!"
Although Wu Yazi blocked the power transfer and escaped from Xu Zhu's head, his shoulders were still held by Lu Qingyun, and his internal energy was still draining from his body, making him unable to gather his true energy.
In addition, all the meridians in his body were severed, and he could not use his hands and feet, so he could only hit his head.
"Why are you doing this, old man?"
Lu Qingyun stretched out his left palm to touch the head that hit him.
Good guy!
Unexpectedly, Wu Yazi lost so much internal energy. The shock made his arms numb and his body staggered.
Fortunately, his right hand firmly grasped Wu Yazi's shoulder, otherwise he would have been freed from control.
Wu Yazi's head and shoulders were grabbed at the same time, which caused the infuriating energy in his body to drain out faster, so that he could no longer move.
After more than ten breaths, his internal energy was running low, his cultivation began to decline, his face was aging rapidly, wrinkles were like hills and valleys, and his body was drying up.
Wu Yazi sighed as he knew that he had no chance of survival in the hands of this vicious boy.
"Boy, before I die, can you tell me your name?"
"Lu Qingyun, a disciple of the Wudang Sect."
Wu Yazi's anger was like a gossamer, and there was no way he could survive. At this time, Lu Qingyun didn't hide it.
"Did you...did...this...Beiming Divine Art...did you pick it up on the road?"
Wu Yazi asked again with great effort.
"Um."
Lu Qingyun nodded heavily.
“It’s God’s will that makes people do things!”
If Lu Qingyun had come in earlier, this would not have been the ending.
Wu Yazi yelled with the last of his strength, and his body slumped down.
Lu Qingyun did not dare to let down his guard, and the Beiming Divine Art still did not stop, and he only gave up after he could no longer absorb the inner power.
I feel that the internal energy absorbed is very pure and only needs to be refined without purification, and I feel very happy in my heart.
After looking at Xu Zhu who had passed out long ago, Lu Qingyun's lips turned up with a smile and he stretched out his An Lushan Claw.
When his hand touched Xu Zhu's bare head, he stopped thoughtfully.
If he is killed, he will not be able to explain the deaths of Wu Yazi and Xu Zhu after he gets out. You will definitely not be able to escape then.
Although he is called a big devil by people in the world, he is not really murderous.
The people he killed were the first to provoke or have a grudge against him.
Lu Qingyun is not arrogant enough to think that he can kill everyone present!
He gave up the idea of absorbing Xu Zhu's inner strength, stood up and laid Wu Yazi's body flat in front of Xu Zhu, then took off the Qibao Ring and put it on Xu Zhu's hand.
"Monk, you have taken advantage of Wu Yazi's thirty-odd years of experience, so you should always do something for him."
Lu Qingyun exited the cave and walked out of the room.
When Su Xinghe heard the noise, he turned around and looked back. He was overjoyed when he saw Lu Qingyun coming out. He leaned in front of him and asked in a low voice: "Master Qingyun, does my master have anything to explain?"
Lu Qingyun thought that Xu Zhu's identity must be confirmed, so that Wu Yazi's death would have nothing to do with him.
Then he said with a serious face: "Master Xu Zhu was accepted as a closed disciple by Senior Wu Yazi and inherited the leadership of Xiaoyao Sect. I was kicked out by Senior. You can ask me about the details when Master Xu Zhu comes out."
The eight friends of Hangu did not expect that their master Wu Yazi was still alive, and all of them showed incredulous expressions.
If the master was still alive, how could the traitor Ding Chunqiu be allowed to go unpunished?
Master Su Xinghe would not have been so persecuted by Ding Chunqiu and forced to pretend to be deaf and mute for so many years.
Lu Qingyun had a bad reputation in the world, and everyone didn't believe what he said, so they all turned their attention to the master.
Su Xinghe nodded slightly towards his disciples, feeling suspicious at the same time.
Lu Qingyun's appearance and talent are excellent, so why didn't the master choose him? Instead, he chose an ugly Shaolin monk with low martial arts skills.
However, if Lu Qingyun dares to say this, then Master Wu Yazi must have his own considerations. As a disciple, all he has to do is obey his orders.
"Okay, then let's wait for Master Xu Zhu to come out."
Ding Chunqiu shook his cattail leaf fan and shouted loudly with a smile on his face: "Master Qingyun, the old immortal is still waiting for you to show off!"
"Okay!"
Lu Qingyun's mouth showed disdain.
If Murong Fu hadn't attacked him secretly, he would have definitely used Beiming Magic to absorb all of Ding Chunqiu's power.
Although Wu Yazi's skills have not yet been fully refined, there is no big problem in dealing with Ding Chunqiuji and Murong Fu teaming up.
"Mr. Murong, come together. You are not a gentleman anyway. You are only mean and shameless and secretly attack!"
"You!" Murong Fu was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.
This time I was invited to Zhenlong Chess Game. I wanted to gain a good reputation, but unexpectedly it backfired.
Lu Qingyun appeared halfway, disrupting his original plan.
It also damaged Gusu Murong's reputation.
Those Jianghu people will definitely spread today's events after they leave.
I don’t know what kind of words will come out of their mouths!
The matter of sneak attack cannot be ignored.
Now countless pairs of eyes are staring at him. If he joins forces with Ding Chunqiu again, Gusu Murong will never be able to gain a foothold in the righteous path of martial arts.
"Young Master Qingyun, I did not join forces with Ding Chunqiu. Don't forget that when the two of us had a showdown, it was Ding Chunqiu who attacked you secretly, and it had nothing to do with me.
Now that you are competing, that is your business and has nothing to do with me, Gusu Murong, let alone get involved. "
Murong Fu raised his fist towards Su Xinghe and said, "Mr. Congbian, the Zhenlong chess game has been broken. Gusu Murong Fu takes his leave!"
Su Xinghe clasped his fists perfunctorily, and told him to join forces with Ding Chunqiu. He felt very disgusted in his heart, "I won't give it away."
Murong Fu didn't expect Su Xinghe's attitude to be so cold, so he turned around with a livid face.
"Cousin, Brother Bao San, Brother Feng Xi, let's go."
Feng Bo received a bad slap and felt a little tight in his chest. He glanced at Lu Qingyun who was not far away and groaned twice.
"Murong Fu, our grudge is not over yet!"
Lu Qingyun fired the Shang Yang Sword, Zhong Chong Sword, Guan Chong Sword, and Shao Shang Sword of the Six Meridians Divine Sword with both hands at the same time.
"Mr. Murong, be careful!"
Jiumozhi's flame sword took action and blocked two six-vein divine swords.
Murong Fu dodged continuously, avoiding one attack, but could not avoid the second one, and fell to the ground with a groan.
"cousin!"
Wang Yuyan ran over with tears in her eyes.
I saw a wound on Murong Fu's waist and abdomen, and blood was flowing out.
