Who Let Him Cultivate Immortality

Chapter 262: Side effects of soybean fist

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Meng Jingzhou, who was not far away, saw this scene, staggered, and was almost hurt by the lion monster's sharp claws.

"Fuck, Lu Yang, you are so good at playing around, how dare you do this?!"

When the Immortal Fairy was just resurrected, Meng Jingzhou and Man Gu had seen what she looked like.

Man Gu, who was farther away, was shocked. He thought that it was his piety that had attracted the arrival of immortals, and his fighting style became more ferocious.

"Who has Senior Brother Lu changed into?" Tao Yaoye was the only one who didn't know the Immortal Fairy, and didn't understand why Senior Brother Lu suddenly changed his gender.

"But it's so cute."

Jiuying looked solemn, sensing great danger from Lu Yang. This was a danger that was enough to kill it.

"This is impossible!"

Unlike those wild bastards in the dense forest, who is it? It is a direct descendant of the Jiuying clan, at the peak of the late Jindan stage, and the best in the Jindan stage among the monster clan. How could it feel threatened by a person in the late foundation building stage

And it is a deadly threat!

Lu's Pictographic Fist, which looks like a boxing technique, is actually a magic spell to summon spirits.

The targets of the pictographic fist imitation are people that Lu Yang is more familiar with and has similar strength, such as the tiger monster he has fought with, Meng Jingzhou, and Man Gu.

This type of change has a small impact on Lu Yang's combat power.

Another type of imitation object is someone who is far beyond Lu Yang's realm, such as the eldest senior sister. Once he becomes the eldest senior sister, he can borrow strength from the eldest senior sister, thereby comprehensively improving his own combat effectiveness.

But this situation is uncontrollable.

Lu Yang tried to transform into the senior sister, but the power he borrowed exceeded his ability to bear, and he was turned back to his original form by the senior sister's power.

Lu Yang guessed that if the senior sister could lend him a little more power, perhaps he would be able to use the senior sister's power.

But Lu Yang didn't have the courage to propose this to the senior sister.

Therefore, Lu Yang usually regards the Senior Sister's Pictographic Fist as the Senior Sister's summoning technique.

When he was worrying about how to develop the pictographic fist and borrow strength from the strong, he suddenly remembered that there was a most powerful immortal from ancient times in his spiritual space.

If the Immortal Fairy was willing to share some of her power, wouldn't he become stronger

I encountered a crisis today. After discussing with the Immortal Fairy, I immediately performed a set of Yellow Bean Pictographic Fist.

It really works.

Lu Yang moved his body and felt that it was as light as a feather and his reaction was as fast as lightning. Every aspect of his body was perfect without any flaws and he could exert his strength to the maximum extent.

Moreover, Lu Yang felt that after the transformation, the power he could use also increased significantly, and the whole person seemed to be reborn.

"Why does my brain feel like it's not working well right now?"

Lu Yang hesitated for a moment, feeling that his way of thinking had changed, and didn't think too much about it: "Forget it, as long as I can become stronger."

He raised the sword in his right hand, with the shining tip of the sword pointing at Jiuying, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Have you thought about how you're going to die?"

"court death!"

Jiuying was furious. It had never been looked down upon like this before. It howled towards the sky. The sharp sound of a baby crying was like rolling waves, one after another.

"You two come together!"

It ordered the two monsters. The two monsters knew how terrifying Jiuying was and knew they would die if they resisted, so they dared not disobey and pounced on Lu Yang at the same time.

Lu Yang responded calmly, his eyes were as calm as an ancient well.

He took half a step forward, touched the ground with his toes, slowly drew an arc, twisted his waist vigorously, shook his right hand, and the Qingfeng sword drew a beautiful semicircle.

"cut."

The heads of the two monsters flew five or six meters away, blood spurted out, and they died an untimely death.

The art of beheading is to cut off the head with one sword.

call-

A snake head pierced through the blood plasma gushing out of the necks of the two monsters and took advantage of Lu Yang's blind spot to bite Lu Yang.

The snake's head revealed dagger-like fangs. This was the poison of the Nine Infants. Just one drop was enough to turn an entire small lake into a deadly place.

Lu Yang grabbed the fangs with both hands, not afraid of the poison.

The snake head realized that something was wrong and twisted its neck desperately, trying to break free from Lu Yang's hands.

Lu Yang's hands seemed pink and tender, without any strength or threat, but in fact they contained a terrifying force that should not be possessed by a person in the late stage of foundation building, and he grasped the fangs tightly.

No matter how Jiuying struggled, he couldn't break free.

Lu Yang stretched out his arms and forcibly pulled out the two fangs, causing the snake head to howl in pain.

Lu Yang took the opportunity to hold down the snake's head and pushed it upward with his knee. The snake's head exploded and broke into pieces!

While Lu Yang was concentrating on dealing with one of the snake heads, the other eight snake heads attacked from eight different directions.

No matter how powerful he is, he cannot stop the attacks from eight snake heads in eight directions!

"Arhat Fist."

Lu Yang threw several punches with a compassionate face, like a Bodhisattva saving the world, with sympathy for the world and the people, and the Buddhist scriptures echoed, supreme.

The so-called eight-head attack poses no threat to the Arhat Fist.

Not to mention the Arhat Fist's ability to help hair loss, it is itself one of the highest boxing techniques in Buddhism, with unparalleled power.

Lu Yang felt that after transforming into the appearance of an immortal fairy, his understanding of the Arhat Fist had improved.

Jiuying seemed to be hit by eight punches at the same time and flew backwards.

"Infant Transformation Fire!"

Jiuying used all his hidden blood power to stimulate his blood vessels and spit out poisonous fire from his mouth.

Wherever the fire of infant transformation passes, grass and trees wither and no growth will occur for a hundred years.

The fire of infant transformation contains a deadly poison. It is the second most powerful flame after the true fire. It is extremely rare to master this kind of fire with the cultivation level of the Golden Core Stage.

"Three Flames of True Fire."

Lu Yang responded with real fire, and in an instant the two flames collided with each other, with crackling sounds continuing.

But in the blink of an eye, the Three True Fires overwhelmed the Infant Transformation Fire and devoured it completely.

"This is impossible! This is impossible!" Jiuying roared like crazy. It could not tolerate itself being defeated by a human in the late foundation building stage.

"What kind of magic is this!"

"I've already told you, it's the Yellow Bean Fist." Seeing Jiuying getting furious, Lu Yang revealed a smug smile, and was quite happy.

Meng Jingzhou, who was not far away, saw this scene and felt something was wrong.

"Why do I feel like Lu Yang is laughing so foolishly? Is this an illusion?"

Lu Yang's smile faded, and he concentrated all his energy into the Qingfeng sword, slowly slashing down with the sword.

"break!"

Jiuying felt as if his whole body was nailed to the spot, unable to move. He watched helplessly as the Qingfeng Sword came closer and closer, its shadow reflected in the snake boy.

The sword was swung down, like the setting sun, symbolizing the end of all things.

The Nine Infants split into two, the golden elixir in their bodies exploded, and poisonous blood flowed all over the ground.

Lu Yang was worried that the poisonous blood would pollute the dense forest, so he used the Three Flavors True Fire again to burn Jiuying's flesh and blood, turning it into charcoal.

“It smells so good!”

Lu Yang sniffed and drooled.

"No, no, Jiuying is poisonous and cannot be eaten!" Lu Yang suddenly reacted and realized his gaffe.

"Strange, why did I have such an unreliable idea just now?" Lu Yang felt that this was not the way he thought just now.

He tried to think deeply about this problem, but found it too troublesome and didn't want to think about it.

"Hey, Lu Yang, you are wasting my body. If you had learned my health-preserving boxing, you could have killed Jiuying with one punch. Why would you go through so much trouble?" The Immortal Fairy jumped and danced in the spiritual space.

"Is that so?" Lu Yang felt that what the Immortal Fairy said made sense, but he also felt that there was something wrong with it.