I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Lu Zhongxing felt a powerful suction force coming, as if it was going to suck him into the vortex of the flower.

He was not in a hurry, and immediately mobilized the internal energy in his body, trying to break free from the suction.

However, the suction of the vortex was extremely strong, and Lu Zhongxing's struggle did not seem to have much effect. He felt his body being slowly pulled towards the center of the vortex.

Seeing this, Lu Zhongxing stopped struggling and seemed to have given up resistance.

Just as his body was gradually pulled into the vortex, a smug sneer appeared at the corner of Lu Zhongxing's mouth.

"It seems that I won this battle."

After saying this, Lu Zhongxing played the piano with his ten fingers.

Yan Shuyin was shocked when she saw this.

She didn't know what Lawrence Lu was going to do, but she could clearly sense that the weather and aura around her had changed.

She saw crystal clear silk threads condensed from spiritual energy crisscrossing in front of her eyes, sparkling with dazzling luster.

The spiritual energy threads are so densely packed that they are countless, numbering in the tens of thousands.

Lu Zhongxing controlled these silk threads to wrap around the surrounding flowers. His movements were swift and precise, and each silk thread was accurately wrapped around a flower.

Yan Shuyin secretly said that this was not good and tried to stop it, but it was too late.

Lu Zhongxing controlled the spiritual energy thread and pulled it violently.

Suddenly all the flowers were pulled away. They no longer flew along their original trajectory, but were controlled by Lu Zhongxing to fly towards Yan Shuyin.

Yan Shuyin was horrified and tried to dodge but it was too late.

The flower exploded instantly when it was several feet away from her, releasing a powerful energy wave that was as devastating as the collapse of the sky.

Although she tried her best to resist, she was still blown away by the energy.

Lu Zhongxing flashed and pursued the opponent, and in the blink of an eye he appeared above Yan Shuyin.

He formed a seal with one hand, mobilized the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, condensed it into a huge palm print, and suddenly slapped it towards Yan Shuyin.

A huge palm print condensed in the air and pressed down towards Yan Shuyin with overwhelming momentum.

At this moment, all the spiritual energy in the surroundings was attracted by this palm print and gathered towards it, making the light of the palm print even more dazzling.

Yan Shuyin looked up, the palm print pressing down like a huge mountain reflected in her pupils, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.

She could feel the terrifying power contained in the palm print, as if it was going to swallow her whole.

Yan Shuyin clenched his teeth and quickly formed seals with his hands, trying to mobilize the surrounding spiritual energy to form a barrier.

But Lu Zhongxing's palm print was so powerful that the spiritual energy she gathered was like a firefly compared to the bright moon.

After just two or three breaths, the barrier condensed by Yan Shuyin was ruthlessly destroyed by the palm print.

Under the pressure of the palm print, the surrounding sea water instantly became turbulent.

The originally calm sea surface was now turbulent, as if being pulled by an invisible force, causing huge waves.

Under the pressure of the palm print, the sea water presented a strange scene, as if it was divided into two parts.

Some were forced to retreat by the pressure of the palm print, forming deep whirlpools, while the other part tried to swim upstream to fight against the palm print.

But it evaporated the moment it came into contact, turning into wisps of white smoke rising up.

The entire sea area was shrouded in this pressure at this moment. The roar of the waves and the whistling sound of the palm print were intertwined, and a murderous atmosphere filled the air.

"Shuyin, be careful!"

Seeing that his sweetheart was about to be swallowed by the huge palm print that pressed down like a mountain, Master Miaoyan was extremely anxious.

He could no longer care about anything else, he stepped forward and rushed towards where Yan Shuyin was.

He took a deep breath and slapped the jade fan in his hand made of precious Xuanshuang jade with his palm.

Under such a heavy blow, the fan bones shattered instantly.

The fan leaves were scattered into pieces and were held in the hands of Master Miaoyan, who then threw them towards Yan Shuyin.

The fan grew in the air against the wind and quickly transformed into more than ten huge jade pillars, each of which was as tall and strong as a towering ancient tree.

These jade pillars appeared out of nowhere and rushed towards Lu Zhongxing's palm print at an astonishing speed, colliding head-on with it.

Amid a deafening roar, the jade pillar collided with the palm print, causing a deafening sound.

When the palm print that was like a collapsing mountain touched the jade pillar transformed by the Xuanshuang Jade Fan, its falling momentum actually slowed down slightly.

But after just a few breaths, fine cracks began to appear on the surface of the dozen or so jade pillars.

As the cracks spread, the jade pillar began to shatter, turning into countless pieces that scattered everywhere.

But Yan Shuyin took this opportunity to escape.

She gave Shangguan Feng a grateful look, which immediately made the latter feel excited.

But the current situation is serious and we cannot afford to be distracted.

When Lu Zhongxing saw Yan Shuyin being rescued, he turned his attention to Master Miaoyan.

"It seems that you are ready to die for your beloved."

After Yan Shuyin adjusted his breath, he faced Lu Zhongxing again.

She flipped her right hand, and a delicate flower bud appeared between her fingers.

Yan Shuyin closed her eyes slightly, and with a light touch of her slender index finger, the flower bud quickly bloomed.

As the flower bud bloomed, the spiritual energy of the entire world seemed to be attracted and rushed towards Yan Shuyin.

The petals stretched out, emitting a faint halo, as if they were made up of stars.

A powerful and heart-pounding energy is surging in the pistil.

Lu Zhongxing looked at this scene without any surprise on his face.

He knew that as the Saint of Qionghua Waterside Pavilion, Yan Shuyin must have some hidden talents.

At this moment, the flower bud in Yan Shuyin's hand has fully bloomed, turning into a huge spiritual flower, floating above her head.

The spiritual flower radiated a brilliant light, and each petal seemed to contain a power that could not be underestimated.

She waved lightly, and petals fell off the stems of the spiritual flower and shot straight towards Lu Zhongxing.

The moment the petals detached, it seemed as if thousands of rays of light were shooting out from the petals.

Each petal is like a sharp sword blade, cutting through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

When Lawrence Lu saw this, a hint of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

He quickly mobilized the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to form a barrier in front of himself.

However, the petals are extremely fast and contain power beyond imagination.

They easily penetrated Lu Zhongxing's spiritual energy barrier and continued to fly towards him.

"Bang bang bang!"

It's too late to say.

A series of collision sounds were heard, and the petals hit Lawrence Lu's body one after another.

Each petal was like a heavy hammer, hitting Lu Zhongxing so hard that his blood was boiling and his body was unstable.

Yan Shuyin was delighted when she saw this, and with a wave of her hand, more petals fell off the flower stem.

The petals fell like rain, dense and sharp, drawing elegant arcs in the air and heading straight for Lu Zhongxing.

Before Yan Shuyin's attack even came close, he could already feel the tremendous pressure.