Lu Yu did not move, and then the spirit stone cannons on the floating nine-toothed ships behind him were lit up one by one.

The vast and abundant spiritual energy was poured into the spirit stone cannon in a flash, and surging spiritual energy spread all over the world.

The middle-aged man who rushed to the ring and was called "Uncle Nian" changed his face.

"Sir, you dare!"

Uncle Nian grabbed Wei Qingfeng and was about to leave the ring.

But at this same time, all the spirit stone cannons roared at the same time.

The bright light of the spirit stone cannon instantly cut through the sky, approaching the two of them, and bombarding them hard.

Uncle Nian's face changed drastically, he immediately pinched the ring in his hand, and a powerful sword intent immediately surrounded him.

"That's the realm master's level sword intent!"

"It seems that Wei Qingfeng cannot die this time. With the sword intent of the main level of the boundary, it will be difficult to hurt him at all."

Many elders sighed, but it was within acceptable range.

After all, their Wei family was defeated, while the Zhang family had already won three games in a row.

Now that the two sides are tied, if Lu Yu really has the ability to win the end, their Zhang family will really get a big advantage.

"I said that I will fulfill Wei Qingfeng's ambition to die. You can't stop it."

Lu Yu waved his hand again.

A huge warship suddenly appeared above Uncle Nian and Wei Qingfeng.

"Why are there? How strong is your soul power?" Uncle Nian looked at him and felt numb.

Such a method of condensing formation requires at least the soul of the peak Xuanxian to support it.

But looking at Lu Yu's current expression, it seems that he still has strength, and there is no sign of being unable to do anything.

This is a bit scary.

Where is his limit?

Before Uncle Nian could come back to his senses, the warships in the sky burst out with an amazing spirit stone cannon.

His target was instantly Wei Qingfeng behind Uncle Nian.

Boom-

The light of the spirit stone cannon passed by, and the sword energy surrounding Wei Qingfeng was immediately dispersed.

Wei Qingfeng's whole person was broken and turned into a ball of blood mist and filled the air.

A touch of blood fell on Uncle Nian's face, making his whole face look particularly ferocious.

"you!"

Uncle Nian pointed at Lu Yu and stared at him.

He came up to save the person, but Lu Yu had no intention of stopping until he wiped out Wei Qingfeng.

"He never said he surrendered. Since he was still on the ring, it means he still wanted to fight."

Lu Yu looked at Uncle Nian: "What, are you the formation master in the fifth battle?"

Seeing Lu Yu's gaze, Uncle Nian was stiff.

Even the dozens of nine-toothed ships behind Lu Yu had already given him a sense of oppression.

Although he had just erupted a hidden secret treasure of the realm master, although the sword energy that burst out protected Wei Qingfeng, it still did not block the impact of the spirit stone cannon.

Even the sword energy of the main level of the realm cannot be stopped, let alone himself.

"Okay, Uncle Nian, please go down. I will do this fifth game."

Under the arena, Wei Mengting suddenly spoke.

Hearing Wei Mengting's words, Uncle Nian seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and immediately jumped off the ring.

"Miss, you have to be very careful. This kid is a bit weird." Uncle Nian reminded him.

Wei Mengting waved her hand and said lightly: "It's okay, I have my own sense."

After saying that, she raised her foot and walked into the ring.
Chapter completed!