Comprehensive martial arts: The golden body is indestructible at the beginning

Looking at the members of the Sun Moon God Sect slowly approaching around him, Lu Yuan suddenly said: "Is Ren Woxing's suspicion so serious now?"

Xiang Wentian was stunned for a moment, then shouted angrily: "How dare you! How dare you disrespect the leader!"

"I don't want to quarrel with you." Lu Yuan shook his sword and stared at the man in sackcloth in the crowd who was wielding Qimen weapons. "Hand over the antidote first."

The moment he was stared at by Lu Yuan, Liu Fang felt a chill coming down his spine. He subconsciously prepared to take action first, but Zhao Xian reached out to hold him back.

"Stop farting here!" Zhao Xian raised the copper stick with one hand, pointed it at Lu Yuang and shouted: "I'll hand you over as you say, who do you think you are?"

Lu Yuan glanced at Li Xunhuan, who was already trembling, and his expression became more and more gloomy.

"Capture them and hand them over to the leader!" Zhao Xian slammed the copper stick on the ground, and the members of the Sun Moon God Sect swarmed towards Lu Yuan.

Just as Lu Yuan was about to lift Ling Bo Weibu, two ropes suddenly flew out of the darkness and tied him tightly.

Lu Yuan looked surprised. He didn't even notice it before the two ropes appeared.

He quickly mobilized his energy to burn the rope, but found that the rope was made of iron wire, and Lu Yuan's Beiming Yang Qi adhered to it, which only slightly changed the color of the rope.

Two men dressed as ordinary churchgoers walked out of the darkness, their arms bulging with muscles, and the iron rope was tightly strangled in their flesh.

At this moment, Zhao Xian was already in front of Lu Yuan, holding the stick in both hands high and knocking it down on Lu Yuan's head.

when!

Lu Yuan turned his head slightly and looked at the copper stick that hit his shoulder, his eyes becoming colder.

"Focus on his vital points!" Zhao Xian swiped the stick at Lu Yuan's cheek again and said with a cruel smile: "Broken his turtle shell!"

Before he could finish his words, the attacks from the teaching had already followed one after another.

A sallow-faced scholar held a judge's pen and pointed at Lu Yuan's major points all over his body like lightning;

A man holding a golden-ringed sword exhaled loudly, with bulging veins in his arms, and struck Lu Yuan's head hard;

Wang Yue didn't know when he touched Lu Yuan's back, and with fisting intent flowing all over his body, he punched Lu Yuan in the back of the head;

Liu Fang knew that he was Lu Yuan's target, so he did not choose to take action, but hid beside Xiang Wentian, his eyes full of pleasure;

The two people who tied up Lu Yuan reached out and swung it, and two more rope loops were wrapped around Lu Yuan's neck. The two people used force at the same time, using all their strength to retreat backwards, their faces turned red, and their feet were already sunk deep into the ground. inside.

Xiang Wentian's eyes were gloomy and he couldn't help but shouted softly: "Give him a breath!"

Lu Yuan could not die until he made his purpose clear.

Just when everyone's attack was about to succeed, a sigh clearly reached everyone's ears.

Extremely heavy and extremely long.

Everyone's hearts tightened, and their hands moved a little faster.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

when!

The copper rod hit Lu Yuan's head firmly. Lu Yuan's head tilted and blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Xian was stunned, and a deep uneasiness suddenly arose in his heart.

With Lu Yuan's strength, how could he succeed so easily?

He was just about to say something to remind everyone when he suddenly saw a cold light flashing in Lu Yuan's eyes.

"Small......"

Before Zhao Xian's words could be spoken, he was drowned in the thunderous roar of a lion.

The rushing water suddenly stopped, and then several waves rose into the sky. The scattered water droplets were like a heavy rain, turning the stunned churchgoers into drowned rats.

The people who were originally attacking Lu Yuan couldn't help but stop their movements.

Taking this opportunity, Lu Yuan shook his shoulders violently, and the rope did not stop even after it was cut into his flesh. He crashed into the scholar's arms like a jade pillar pushing down a golden mountain.

Close to the mountain!

boom!

The scholar spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew upside down for more than ten meters, and fell into the river. He disappeared after a few ups and downs.

Lu Yuan didn't pause at all. He turned over on his tiptoes, dodged the golden knife and heavy punches, and floated like a fallen leaf to the two people pulling the rope.

The two of them were startled at first, and quickly tried to tighten the rope in their hands, but a soft clicking sound suddenly came from Lu Yuan's body, and he crawled out of the rope like a snake.

Xingyiquan, which is imitated by Tianshan's Plum Blossom Hand, can only be shaped by its form without divine will, but it is enough to get out of trouble.

After Lu Yuan escaped, he used the Beiming Divine Skill with his left hand to hold the bird's tail. The man on the left was undecided and flew towards Lu Yuan involuntarily.

And Lu Yuan's long-prepared right fist had already landed on him.

Seven wound punches!

The man on the left felt as if he had been struck by lightning, with blood gushing out of his seven orifices like a spring, and he lay softly on the ground like a broken water bag.

The man on the right was so frightened that he stood there for a moment and then ran away in the distance.

Lu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, then raised Cheng Ying and threw it with his backhand, piercing the man's heart with one sword.

Looking at the congregation in front of him who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, Lu Yuan slowly tore off the rope that was deeply embedded in his flesh, coughed slightly, and pulled out the judge's pen that had been inserted into the scholar's abdomen before he died.

"As expected of the Sun and Moon God Sect." Lu Yuan tore his clothes into strips of cloth and tied them to the wound, and said softly: "If you pick anyone out at random, he is a martial artist in the Zhixuan realm."

Refers to the mysterious realm?

Xiang Wentian's face was ashen and he was shocked.

He didn't know what Lu Yuan meant when he said this, but he knew very well the strength of the three people who were killed by Lu Yuan with one blow.

That scholar was an elder in the sect except for the ten elders. No one in the Kung Fu sect could surpass him in the practice of tapping acupuncture points to make light of one's body.

In terms of martial arts, he is better than the leaders of some small sects in the world.

The two people who used the rope were born with supernatural powers, and the ropes in their hands were also made of centuries-old cold iron.

As long as they are tied up by two people, even the top masters in the world will have difficulty breaking free.

In fact, Lu Yuan was right. After being imprisoned by Dongfang Bubai for many years, the leader now hardly trusts anyone.

This time, in order to deal with Lu Yuan, the Sun Moon Sect, which had just suffered a drastic change, was fully mobilized.

Baihong and Qin Peng are newly promoted to the ten elders, and Zhao Xian, Liu Fang and Wang Yue are the new elders in the church.

The sword-wielding man and the scholar were the veteran elders of the sect who had escaped this turmoil.

The believers who come here are all elites in the religion.

Coupled with himself, the lineup is quite luxurious. It is enough to attack the Five Mountains Sword Sect, but now it can't even take down a bodyguard!

He even killed four people!

If we just go back like this, there is no way to explain to the leader!

But if the fight continues, it will make the divine sect, which is already severely weakened, even worse...

The more Xiang Wentian thought about it, the more entangled he became, but he did not speak, and everyone in the Sun Moon God Sect did not move rashly. They could only watch Lu Yuan bandage his wounds.

"After watching for so long, it's time to come out, right?" Lu Yuan tied the last knot and said loudly without looking back, "Do you want to wait until they are all dead before you come out?"

"Young Master Lu was joking. The old beggar was just passing by and came to see the excitement." A middle-aged beggar wearing a hundred-year-old robe walked out from the east, carrying a bamboo pole with one hand.

But on the bamboo pole, there were actually two dull iron gourds hanging, making a clanking sound when they collided.

"He was passing by, what about you?" Lu Yuan turned to look to the other side and saw the two of them walking out side by side.

One of them had a beard and a handsome face. He was holding a half-woven bamboo basket in his hand and said calmly: "Young man, don't be so murderous."

The other man was a fat monk. The fat on his face shook as he spoke, and he bowed casually. He suddenly took out a roast chicken from his arms, started chewing it, and said vaguely.

"Little...little donor, please don't fight me. The leader is waiting for you on the mountain."