Chapter 4659

They were just watching from the sidelines, but now that they saw this scene, they stood up one after another.

A famous commander and general appeared behind Lu Yu, and everyone had shocked expressions on their faces.

Lu Yu's move shocked everyone.

Who is that Feng Changqing? He can be called the number one general under Gao Xianzhi.

When Hulao Pass fell, the one who walked in front of Gao Xianzhi was this Feng Changqing, who could be called a nightmare for the Great Yu army.

"So young, I don't know which company's master?"

"Could it be that he is a genius who came out of a top family, but he looks a little rusty."

"I'm afraid it's not the geniuses of those noble families. A few days ago, a young master of the Lu family played. He was quite good at first, but he still died outside."

The people around were talking a lot and began to guess Lu Yu's identity.

Seeing this, Marquis Wujin finally eased the expression on his face.

He had already seen clearly that Lu Yu had definitely come prepared, and his strength was far greater than that of Feng Changqing.

"All spread out, don't affect them." Marquis Wu Jin ordered.

All the generals quickly stepped aside and watched from a distance, everyone wanted to see how the final outcome would be.

"what!"

Feng Changqing got up again, and there was already a stream of blood running down his forehead.

His whole body is now soaked in blood, like a ghost crawling out of hell, his face is terrifying, full of a dignified bloody smell.

"I can see that you are a body refining cultivator, and your physique is indeed very strong."

A gleam of light flashed in Feng Changqing's eyes, and he got up again.

He walked up to Lu Yu again step by step, and the fierceness on his body was even stronger.

The people next to him were terrified. Is this still a human? They were beaten like this, and they were still able to stand up.

Lu Yu raised his eyebrows, and said a little surprised: "It turned out to be a puppet practice. How many puppets have you raised?"

Although Lu Yu's few palms just now didn't use all his strength, it was not something Feng Changqing could catch.

The reason why he was able to get up still lies in the exercises that Feng Changqing cultivated.

The puppet technique is a kind of sorcery that uses the body of another person as the bone and the true blood of oneself as the soul, and casts it into the body, thereby refining a substitute puppet.

When it takes fatal damage to itself, part of the damage will be taken by the puppet.

And this kind of puppet also has limitations, it must be at a distance from the caster, otherwise it will lose its efficacy.

Lu Yu looked at the densely packed Tang army not far away. Obviously, Feng Changqing's stand-in puppet was there.

Feng Changqing swayed and sneered: "What can you do with your strong body? I won't fight with you in close quarters. When I destroy your soul, you will naturally die."

He clenched his hands together, and suddenly spit out a long and complicated spell from his mouth.

That sound, like a night supper screaming in the dark, is piercing and piercing.

Lines of clear lines appeared all over Feng Changqing's body. These lines were all ancient Wushu, which have been lost in today's heaven, and only some ancient tribes are still using them.

Many people felt the air around them became icy cold.

Yin Qi diffused out from behind Feng Changqing, and then, a yin monster with three heads and six arms, with thousands of dead bones on its feet, jaw-dropping fangs, and a skull in hand, emerged from behind Feng Changqing.

"Woooooooo-"

In the void, there was a sound like weeping and complaining.

As soon as the monster appeared, it made a roaring sound, and the six eyes emitted a strange red light, watching everyone in front of him.