Chapter 1481: Muyi Thousand Blades (Part 1)
It seemed that Lu Guobin was really irritated by Xiao Yu.
Holding Bai Yao in his hand, he transformed into a bright and sharp light, and he stabbed at it.
The strange thing is that the sharp light spun rapidly like a whirlwind, and the surrounding spiritual power seemed to be sucked in, strangling it with a swirling aura.
"Whirlwind Bai Ling!"
Lu Guobin yelled violently, and what he used turned out to be a supernatural sword technique of the local level.
Seeing this scene, all kinds of faces were slightly moved.
"Lv Guobin used his ultimate moves from the very beginning, and he was still using supernatural powers. It seems that within the Clear Sky School, he has already decided to kill Xiao Yu." He Zhonghao narrowed his eyes and analyzed.
Haotianzong managed to take advantage of the gap of twenty or thirty years to rise up. Although outsiders don't understand why Haotianzong rose so quickly, everyone knows that what has been obtained cannot be easily given up again.
Water flows to low places, people go to high places, every sect is like this.
Xiaoyaomen managed to become the bottom of the seven sects, and of course Fengzhumen would not want to see Xiaoyaomen surpass them again.
Therefore, He Zhonghao was happy to hear that Lu Guobin used such a powerful ultimate move as soon as he came up.
Killing this young man earlier would save a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Feeling the opponent's powerful sword style constantly magnified in his eyes, Xiao Yu's eyes suddenly flashed a gleam.
"The attack is good, but if you want to kill me like this, it's still too early!"
Xiao Yu went forward instead of retreating, and when he shook his hand, the power of his soul suddenly condensed into a blue three-foot green front.
"Shhhhhh!"
The Qingfeng long sword in Xiao Yuwu's hands, the forest attribute of its own life is not good at attacking, when the Qingfeng long sword is swung, there is not much too powerful sword intent, some are just a kind of spring breeze Blowing face, full of vitality breath.
Xiao Yu immediately swung a turquoise sword cover, covering his body.
"Hmph! Try to stop me with the power of your soul? I'll hurt your foundation!"
Lu Guobin sneered, his arm shook, and the white whirlwind white silk suddenly penetrated Xiao Yu's sword cover.
After all, if you fight with the power of the soul, it is equivalent to facing the attack with the formation, which will easily affect the soul, which is also one of the weaknesses of the formation master.
But Xiao Yu didn't care in his eyes, at the same time that the opponent's sword style pierced through Xiao Yu's sword shield, suddenly countless cyan air streams swarmed over from the surroundings, once again condensed into a sword shield, blocking Lu Guobin's striker.
"The centipede is dead but not stiff!" Lu Guobin called Meng Heng, and with his thoughts, he swung three whirlwind white silks again.
The power of the soul is pervasive and everywhere. If Xiao Yu is the center, it can be said that this area is Xiao Yu's main battlefield. Because of the special nature of the soul, the power of the soul itself is like a continuous sea. Although it does not have the momentum of a landslide and tsunami, it still covers a surrounding area.
"Well done! Muyi Qianren!"
Xiao Yu's green front suddenly turned into three cyan sword lights, and suddenly rushed out, directly facing Lu Guobin's three swords.
Seeing this scene, Lu Guobin looked disdainful: "The fluorescent fire, break it for me!"
"Bang bang bang!"
Accompanied by his loud shout, his three whirlwind white silks immediately crushed all Xiao Yu's blue sword energy, and immediately charged towards Xiao Yu.
Right here, the corners of Xiao Yu's mouth raised slightly...