Chapter 1030: Wind Tornado

Xiao Yu looked indifferent, appearing extremely calm and composed.

But Feng Yihan and Yiqian's Fengzhaomen disciples were not calm anymore.

"What's going on here? Isn't this kid too scary?"

Feng Yihan yelled angrily, and when he flipped his hand, a long sword appeared, which was a low-grade spiritual weapon.

His sword was immediately beheaded, and countless wind blades leaped out, turning into a bluish-white sword net.

The sword net burst out with dazzling light, exuding a cool but sharp aura, like a giant storm blade, immediately enveloped it.

This is already a kind of supernatural swordsmanship of Huang Pin.

The sword net was huge, and it moved the surrounding air. Everyone in the audience felt a sharp pain in their skin, and they were about to tear each other apart.

Open the way forward.

The invisible oppression formed by the power of endowment broke the opponent's sword net with a destructive attitude.

That arm, like an angry tiger pounced on a deep mountain, shook the forest with anger, all beasts gave in for it, and thousands of trees bowed for it.

"impossible!"

Then, Xiao Yu's hands, like steel and iron bones, grabbed Feng Yihan's long sword like lightning.

Feng Yihan's face suddenly changed, the long sword seemed to be cast iron, and he couldn't move at all.

This kid has such terrifying physical strength!

"Wow!"

There was an uproar in the audience.

Xiao Yu's move is really terrifying.

Without making a sound, he broke the opponent's supernatural powers, and caught the opponent's weapon while still elusive.

"Clang!"

With one hand behind his back, Xiao Yu's face was dissatisfied with the coldness.

"A spirit weapon in your hands is simply a waste."

Xiao Yu shouted coldly, his hands trembled, Feng Yihan felt a kind of terrifying force that penetrated up, his tiger's mouth was instantly shattered, and the whole person took several steps back.

Xiao Yu just threw the spirit weapon away without any scruples at all, and once again plundered and killed Feng Yihan.

The face of the disciple of the wind cover door changed drastically. Could it be that this kid is going to kill him?

If Senior Brother Feng doesn't have the spirit weapon in his hand, his advantage will definitely drop a lot!

Wu Shi narrowed his eyes, and a kind of indistinct coldness sipped in his eyes.

Xiao Yu's fighting power really exceeded his expectations. A boy in the late stage of Real Alchemy Realm can hide so deeply.

The people in the audience were secretly surprised for Xiao Yu, and they caught the spirit weapon with their bare hands. Could it be that this kid's hands are made of steel?

It was too late to say it, but Feng Yihan turned pale when he saw Xiao Yu attacking him.

That move just now really made him feel unbelievable.

"Don't even think about it, kid!"

But no matter what, he is ranked sixth in the wind cover door, how could he lose so easily?

There is no spiritual weapon, but he still has other means.

His hands were dancing rapidly, the glow burst out from his body, and a tornado of wind swept up from under his feet.

This is the unique supernatural power of their Fengzhumen, and some disciples of Fengzhumen were pleasantly surprised when they saw this.

"Wind Tornado!"

"Senior Brother Feng is going to show off his power!"

"Brother Feng is good, let this kid try the pain of being torn apart by the tornado!"

It was a supernatural power of powerful tearing force. I saw Feng Yihan's hands dancing faster and faster, and finally, the tornado spun around Xiao Yu as the center.

"Junior Brother Xiao!"