I'm looking for fairyland alone

Chapter 240 Is there no one else?
Seeing that Tang Yao's instant strike could not put any pressure on Lu Zhen, Zhang Wang knew in his heart that with Tang Yao's strength, he would not cause any danger to Lu Zhen.

He wasn't too surprised in his heart.

With Lu Zhen's reputation in the alien world, it is normal to have such a cultivation base.

If Tang Yao could compete with Lu Zhen on a par, he would doubt whether the Lu Zhen in front of him was the Lu Zhen who was famous in the world of aliens.

Even so, he was still shocked by Lu Zhen's ease of use.

Lu Zhen didn't reveal any well-known tricks, and easily caught Tang Yao's instant strike with one hand, without missing any...

Tang Yao is not an ordinary disciple, but an inner disciple of the elite. Whether it is the phantom miasma shown before, or the instant strike now, it has given him many surprises.

Regardless of Dan Che who has not yet successfully cultivated, the current Tang Yao is not inferior to the inner disciples of the Tang Sect's heyday decades ago.

However, such Tang Yao was still easily suppressed by Lu Zhen with one hand.

After a hundred moves, Tang Yao hadn't made the final blow. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but Tang Yao's so many blows didn't make Lu Zhen panic at all, so he couldn't find Lu Zhen's weakness.

Then Tang Yao's defeat was already foreseeable.

Zhang Wang has a new understanding of Lu Zhen's strength.

He originally thought that Tang Yao could at least escape, so that he could find out the details of Lu Zhen, but now it seems that he was thinking too much.

……

Once the instant attack was launched, only an afterimage remained on Tang Yao's right arm, and the attacks continued continuously, which looked very exciting.

But both Xu Xin and the rest of the Tang Sect disciples knew that Tang Yao's defeat was already very obvious, and it all depended on how long he could last.

If it is possible to test out some of Lu Zhen's abilities, so that the people present have a clearer understanding of Lu Zhen's strength, instead of looking at the flowers in the fog like now, who don't even know where the bottom line of Lu Zhen's strength is, Then it was Tang Yao's success.

But to everyone's surprise, Lu Zhen didn't make any big moves, as if he reached out his hand casually, and grabbed Tang Yao's right hand that was moving at high speed, as if his eyes had already seen through the trajectory of Tang Yao's right hand.

During the instant strike, Tang Yao intended to attack with high frequency to create opportunities for the final blow, and Lu Zhen was also observing Tang Yao's movements.

Even without using any abilities, in the end Lu Zhen was the winner.

This is a competition of mind, eyesight and reaction, which is more pure and more impactful.

As members of the Tang Sect, they all know how big the gap in strength is if they are directly broken in an instant strike.

While everyone was frowning, they heard Lu Zhen's light words that could make any disciple of the Tang Sect surge up with blood.

"Tang Sect, that's all."

……

"you……"

When Zhang Wang heard this, his chest heaved violently, his eyes stared at Lu Zhen, and he said every word: "Insult me ​​Tangmen, you..."

His voice was suddenly interrupted: "Master Wang, dignity can only be regained by strength..."

The long-haired middle-aged woman who stood with Tang Yao before came out more and more, and walked up to Zhang Wang: "Whether it's an individual or a sect."

She didn't turn her head: "Now our Tang Sect can't support such a big reputation, unless we prove with our strength that our Tang Sect has this strength, Wang Ye, you say, right?"

Looking at the back of the woman, Zhang Wang restrained his anger: "Tang Yu, are you... sure?"

"Who can say for sure? The door leader can't do it when he's awake, and I'm afraid he can't do it with Pill Bites, let alone me?" Tang Yu walked towards Lu Zhen, "I can only try."

A layer of lavender poisonous miasma spread from her body.

Zhang Wang stopped talking.

Xu Xin also looked at Tang Yu's back, and murmured, "This feeling is stronger than Tang Yao..."

Tang Zhong fell into silence, only Tang Yu's slight footsteps echoed in Tang Zhong.

"You are better than him."

Seeing Tang Yu advancing, Lu Zhen casually put Tang Yao aside and commented on Tang Yu.

Her expression was as dead as Tang Yao's, but under her unmoving eyes, something seemed to be brewing.

Lu Zhen once felt this feeling from Master Laxman.

"Thank you for your praise." Tang Yao stopped half a foot away from Lu Zhen, poisonous miasma lingered around him, "But he is limited in strength, so he should not be your opponent, but as a member of Tangmen, he still has the courage to fight. Yes, decades later, we are still like this!"

As soon as the words fell, those poisonous miasmas spread out crazily as if they were conscious, flooding towards Lu Zhen overwhelmingly, and they had already reached Lu Zhen's eyes in the blink of an eye.

A pitch-black iron thorn the length of a palm stabbed out from the poisonous miasma silently, stabbing at Lu Zhen's left eye.

The timing and angle of the iron thorns appearing are just right, for someone else, under the influence of the poisonous miasma, they must have found the iron thorns.

But Lu Zhen seemed to have already noticed the trajectory of the iron thorn. After the iron thorn appeared, there was no surprise on his face. He just tilted his head slightly, allowing the iron thorn to pass through his head.

With a flick of the index finger of his right hand, a little white lightning flew along the iron spikes into the poisonous miasma.

There was a slight cracking sound from the poisonous miasma, and the iron spikes were retracted quickly. The speed of the poisonous miasma's spread increased suddenly, colliding with the black and yellow qi emerging from Lu Zhen's body.

The poisonous miasma continued to overflow under the gushing black and yellow qi, and reappeared.

……

"This is his famous black and yellow energy?"

The moment the black and yellow energy from Lu Zhen's body gushed out, everyone in the Tang Tomb felt the negative emotions that had been cut off from their depression.

Even though it was still far away from the black and yellow energy, many inner disciples, including Zhang Wang and Tang Qiushan, felt the uncontrollable slight fluctuations in their emotions.

Fear and worry are like a gangrene, and there are waves in the consciousness.

Among them, Zhang Wang is the most.

He was already grumpy, but now he was in an unstable state of mind. His worries about the future of the Tang Sect, his anger towards Tang Miaoxing and Xu Xin, and his incomprehension were quickly magnified, making his breathing more and more unsteady.

He closed his eyes and tried his best to control his emotions: "Tang Sect killers are known for being cold-hearted and killing people like weeds. His tactic especially targets other people's emotions and has a great influence on Tang Sect disciples..."

Feeling the change in his own mood, Tang Qiushan was deeply aware of it. Just as he was about to speak, the situation in the field changed suddenly, causing the words he had already reached his mouth to be swallowed back down his throat.

……

The black and yellow qi gradually pressed Tang Yu's poisonous miasma back around Tang Yu's body.

Lu Zhen's right hand, which was covered by black and yellow qi, thrust out suddenly, before the poisonous miasma, as if encountered a substantial obstacle, he only pierced half a palm away from the poisonous barrier, and could not go any further.

The protective power is no less than the Golden Light Curse...

The defense of Tang Yu's poisonous miasma is stronger than Zhang Chulan's Golden Light Curse...

Lu Zhen looked at his palm and the poisonous miasma in front of him.

Suddenly, the poisonous miasma around Tang Yu quickly retracted, revealing Tang Yu's true face, and the purple iron thorn in her hand stabbed silently at Lu Zhen's chest.

As more poisonous miasmas gathered on the iron thorns, the purple light on them became more intense.

Even the black and yellow Qi couldn't stop the iron thorn in Tang Yu's hand, and it was easily pierced by it. It wasn't until the golden light shone on Lu Zhen's chest that the iron thorn in Tang Yu's hand was blocked.

"This is..." The iron spike in his hand was blocked, and Tang Yu looked indifferently at the golden light shining on Lu Zhen's chest.

She didn't expect that besides the black and yellow qi that can protect the body, Lu Zhen has another way to protect the body.

But at this time, she didn't show too much panic.

After so many years of retreat in Tangzhong, she has already learned how to control her few remaining emotions.

Under the erosion of black and yellow qi, the poisonous miasma on the iron thorn quickly dissipated and returned to lavender.

The black and yellow Qi quickly spread upward along the iron thorns, and had eroded to Tang Yu's right hand.

The negative emotions in his heart were quickly magnified, and Tang Yu gave up his iron thorn without hesitation.

But it was a moment too late, and a slender hand had already grasped her wrist.

The black and yellow qi were like poisonous snakes entangled in their prey, and quickly climbed up Tang Yu's arm.

In an instant, his entire arm was dyed black and yellow.

Stronger negative emotions eroded consciousness, and Tang Yu's dead eyes began to fluctuate, showing that her heart was not peaceful.

But her expression didn't show much surprise or fear, as if she had expected Lu Zhen's actions a long time ago.

"Hidden line..."

She spoke indifferently, and shook her left hand, reflecting a slight luster in her hand with an extremely thin colorless long line that was hard to see with the naked eye, and then appeared in Lu Zhen's vision.

Tang Yu's left hand is one end, extending out an unknown number of thin lines, forming a dense formation, enclosing Lu Zhen in it.

There are thin lines on the top, bottom, left and right, blocking all Lu Zhen's dodging space.

These lines are not only dense enough to avoid, but also fast!

So fast that it exceeds the reaction time of ordinary people!
Before the voice of the "hidden thread" she uttered fell, those shrinking sharp thin lines strangled Lu Zhen's figure, and it seemed that they cut Lu Zhen into countless pieces...

Lu Zhen grasped Tang Yu's wrist motionlessly, still cut by the thin thread, and the scene fell into silence.

"he died?"

The unbelievable voice of an inner disciple broke the silence.

It was Tang Yu's frustrated voice that answered him.

"I lost..."

Her left hand hung down, her eyes looked at the thin line that fell to the ground.

When cutting through Lu Zhen's body, all the thin threads broke, so it did not cause any harm to Lu Zhen.

The thin thread used in "Hidden Thread" is specially made by Tangmen. Under the blessing of her qi, it is not only extremely tough, but also very sharp, and it is easy to cut metal.

She didn't know when these threads broke, and how they were broken. She only realized that the thread had broken when she felt strange fluctuations in the thread.

Once the thin thread was broken, she prepared for a long time, using the poisonous miasma as a cover-up, and the last resort under the secret arrangement didn't work at all, so she naturally lost the last strength to resist.

The black and yellow qi had eroded into her heart, causing negative emotions to churn in his heart.

Since entering Tang Tomb, no, even before entering Tang Tomb, she had never felt such intense negative emotions.

This weird black and yellow energy is really the enemy of the disciples of the Tang Sect...

Lu Zhen let go of his palm, regardless of Tang Yu who was slumped on the ground, glanced at many inner disciples, and asked calmly: "Is there anyone else?"

With the sound of a tiger roaring, a long-haired man jumped out, opened his mouth, and bit Lu Zhen suddenly with a dark green qi poison like a python.

The poisonous snake spat out the letter, and fixed its vicious eyes on Lu Zhen.

The black and yellow qi converged, and Lu Zhen didn't back down, his right hand suddenly pierced into the open mouth of the poisonous snake.

The poisonous qi collapsed and scattered in all directions.

Black and yellow qi came out from the tail of the "poisonous snake" and rushed towards the long-haired man.

Under the influence of negative emotions, the long-haired man caught off guard, and his consciousness fell into a short-term chaos, and he fell from the sky like a bird with a broken wing.

It took no more than two seconds from when he jumped up to when he fell.

"Is there no one else?" Lu Zhen asked again.

From defeating Tang Yu to defeating this man, he didn't move a single step from the beginning to the end.

The sense of oppression that emerges from the action is suffocating.

Looking at Lu Zhen who was standing there, none of the inner disciples in the Tang Tomb spoke.

As a member of the Tang Sect, or an inner disciple who has practiced in the Tang Tomb for many years, with their hearts and minds, no one is afraid of death, and no one is afraid of failure.

But what made them powerless was that no matter who made the move, they were not sure of taking Lu Zhen's moves.

The sharpness of Tang Yu's shots before is obvious to all, especially the hidden line hidden under the poisonous miasma that was activated at the last moment, which has already acquired some of the essence of Tangmen's assassination technique.

The people present, whether they have practiced hidden lines or not, dare not say that they can do better than Tang Yu.

Everyone looked at Zhang Wang with an even uglier face in silence.

Lu Zhen looked at Xu Xin: "Senior, won't you make a move?"

Xu Xin sighed: "Strictly speaking, I am already a dead person, not a member of the Tang Sect. It is meaningless for me to fight you now."

"It's a pity that it's not time to fight seniors yet..." Lu Zhen shook his head, then looked at Zhang Wang, "It seems that you won't be able to get back what you want for the time being."

"Or, you can go up together and try to see if you can get what you want."

Zhang Wang closed his eyes in pain: "Let's go together? Oh, my Tang Sect can afford to lose..."

Not just afford to lose...

Zhang Wang knows, everyone knows, even if everyone goes together, with Lu Zhen's unfathomable strength and many abilities that have long been rumored in the alien world but have not been shown, even if they Together, it may not be able to do anything to Lu Zhen.

By the end of the day, the Tang Sect will be able to retain a bit of face...

There is no disciple of the Tang Sect who would not feel insulted in this situation, let alone Zhang Wang, who has a bad temper.

But at this time, he didn't have any overreaction.

"Tang Sect..." Feeling bored, Lu Zhen shook his head, turned around and walked outside the Tang Tomb.

Looking at Lu Zhen's back, Tang Qiushan gritted his teeth and said, "Can those disciples from the Outer Sect stop him? If they can't, our Tang Sect's face will be trampled and rubbed by him, in the future..."

"How to block it?" Zhang Wang opened his eyes and looked at Xu Xin, "Isn't everything arranged by others?"

Tang Qiushan frowned and looked at Xu Xin.

Xu Xin bowed his head and remained silent.

(End of this chapter)