Chapter 1035: The Might of the Artifact Spirit (Part 2)

Seeing this scene, Wu Shi's complexion suddenly changed. No wonder this kid is so arrogant. It turns out that he has confidence!

"So what if you have a weapon spirit? You are not as strong as me, and you are still not my opponent!"

Wu Shi seemed to be fighting too, he swung his long sword out, and the sharp blades flying all over the sky were displayed immediately.

The killing intent, which contained the power of their wind shield door's terrifying wind attribute, ruthlessly killed them with the sword energy of the sword glow.

The long sword swelled against the wind and turned into a huge towering sword. The surrounding wind blades, like countless small sharp blades, poured over to protect the giant sword.

Everyone couldn't help being moved when they saw this.

"Terrible, the combination of swordsmanship and wind art! This Wu Shi is indeed the sixth-ranked inner sect disciple!"

"Under the Realm Realm, I'm afraid not many people can take it on."

All the disciples of Fengshimen were excited

What Wu Shi is good at is the combination of swordsmanship and the art of wind. The power of this combination will make his supernatural swordsmanship have the sharpness of the wind attribute in it, achieving a kind of augmentation effect.

Dong Hua and the others changed countenance. They were hundreds of meters apart in the audience, but they still sensed the strong killing intent of the sword.

This Wu Shi seems to be playing hard!

If Xiao Yu gets hit by this move, he will either die or be disabled!

The disciples of the Purple Spirit Sect and the Illusory Moon Sect frowned, feeling pity for Xiao Yu.

This battle seems to be coming to an end.

However, Xiao Yu's eyes were still as calm as usual. After practicing Xiaoyao Fu, he was able to control his emotions and the situation on the spot in a state of tranquility.

Unless it was a threat of death, Xiao Yu's mood would not fluctuate too much.

What's more, could this killer move kill him?

With a thought in Xiao Yu's mind, suddenly, the snake's silver light shone brightly, illuminating the competition venue.

And the white cold air permeated, and the letter that was swallowed was like a sharp sword that took people's heart.

The flood snake was so huge that it rose a hundred meters against the wind, and inside its translucent body was a silver edge with a fierce aura.

"boom!"

The two collided at that moment, but there was no time for a stalemate. Wu Shi's giant sword was swallowed by the snake, and it disappeared like a broken bamboo.

Seeing that he was about to completely devour his spiritual weapon.

Wu Shi was furious: "How dare the beast!"

He rushed over violently, probing towards him with one palm, trying to grab the hilt of his long sword.

"roll!"

But Xiao Yu's eyes were startled suddenly, the cold light flashed, and the flood snake spit out a large piece of thorn light, which contained the fierce and overbearing power of the silver halberd.

"boom!"

"ah!"

With a shrill scream, Wu Shi shot backwards, his arms were bloody and bloody, and even the white bones were exposed.

"Senior Brother Wu!" The faces of the disciples at Fengshimen changed greatly, and they rushed over to catch Wu Shi one after another.

When everyone saw Wu Shi's injury, they immediately gasped.

It was only seen that more than 80% of the flesh and blood of Wu Shi's arm had been swallowed up, exposing the dark white bones, and Wu Shi's face was as white as paper from the pain.

The faces of all the people and those who heard it changed, and the venue and their eyes showed horror.

Won?

This boy actually won!

Taking the silver halberd, and at the same time the treasure, Xiao Yu looked down at Wu Shi and other disciples of Fengzhumen, with that look of contempt, which made them feel as if their throats were strangled, as if they were sitting on pins and needles, unable to open their mouths at all.

Xiao Yu walked over step by step, the disciple of Fengshimen was facing a formidable enemy, Wu Shi's face was pale and frightening, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes.

"Boy, what on earth are you..." A disciple of the Fengshimen was about to speak, Xiao Yu's eyes froze, and he tossed it casually. Wu Shi's long sword flew out immediately, and stuck in the disciple of the Fengshimen. on the thigh.

"ah!"

"Noisy!"