It’s Lu Yu, he’s dead this time!

When the masters of various sects saw Lu Yu's true appearance, they all roared.

Sikong Xieyue stood beside Qiu Yichen, a genius of Feiyun Sect, and looked at the stage with complicated eyes. She recalled that when she was fighting for thirty-six stone tablets, she was thrown off the stage by Lu Yu, and she was still jealous of him at that time.

Now that I think about it, Lu Yu deliberately eliminated himself at that time, in fact, to protect her.

Compared with the situation of geniuses in various sects later, there are very few people who truly survive.

Sikong Xieyue was in a complicated mood. When she saw Lu Yu, she thought of her master Bai Xue. Where is she now? Are she doing well?

If he wins this battle, he will almost kill all the geniuses of various factions.

Nangong Zangri whispered, his face extremely complicated.

Dongfang Yueya said: I believe he will succeed!

Qin Xian'er, Mo Chunlei, Han Yuying and others were praying secretly, hoping that Lu Yu could kill the genius in the ten-vein lineage and slap each of them.

On the divine platform, Lu Yu was violent. As the armor emerged, the Dharma images of heaven and earth appeared behind him. Under that starry sky, the North Dipper God's zodiac was arrogant and looked at the ten directions!

This is Lu Yu's martial arts image, and it is named after the constellations, which scares the masters of Qingxuan Holy Land and the Snowland Holy Sect because it is so rare.

The zodiac sign of the Beidou God hangs down billions of stars and wraps around Lu Yu, making him look like the Beidou God of War. His whole aura is soaring, and he actually chases Xie Wanfeng and is vaguely coming from behind.

Jiang Yunshan exclaimed: I really didn't expect it.

Xuan Meng smiled and said: OK, that’s great.

Zhang Ruoyao glanced at Du Xuelian under the stage and found that her eyes were glowing, as if she was proud of Lu Yu.

Zhang Ruoyao is in a complicated mood. Du Xuelian is not here over the years, and she and Lu Yu get along well.

Now that Du Xuelian suddenly appears, how should the three of them get along?

Xie Wanfeng looked at the heaven and earth Dharma image behind Lu Yu and said in surprise: What kind of martial arts are you practicing? No one in Tianxuan Sect has ever condensed this heaven and earth Dharma image.

Lu Yu sneered: Are you very familiar with Tianxuan Sect?

Xie Wanfeng snorted: I dare not say it, I must have a ghost in my heart.

Lu Yu laughed and said: You are almost dead, why do you still care about these things?

Xie Wanfeng said proudly: Death? You underestimate me too much. Even if you have strong combat power, you can't do anything to me.

Still so proud, let me break your self-esteem.

Lu Yu took one step forward, and the entire time and space seemed to have changed.

It was triggered by the speed that was so fast that it easily broke through five times the speed of sound, almost free from the sensing of the spiritual consciousness.

Xie Wanfeng's mind blew, and his instinctive reaction was faster than his consciousness. His hands staggered to form a cross arm guard, facing Lu Yu's bombardment.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the void was violent, and the rolling air waves seemed to burn, generating high-energy shock waves.

Xie Wanfeng roared, his body retreated three feet, his arms were shaking, and he was almost numb.

Lu Yu was like a ghost, and five times the speed of sound formed a sound barrier, causing the void to be distorted and the airflow on the divine platform roared wildly.

Lu Yu's spiritual sense was amazing. He locked on Xie Wanfeng's every move and launched a quick and cruel bombardment. In an instant, he burst out 765 punches. The Nine Yang Gang Power combined with the Beidou God Fist was so fierce that it made Xie Wanfeng roar and scream, and the armor on his arms were shattered.

The people watching the game screamed, and many people were shocked.

Lu Yu's speed was beyond imagination. Five times the speed of sound was a height that even King Wu could not reach, but Lu Yu did it.

The most deadly thing about close combat is speed and strength.

Although Xie Wanfeng is a genius in the ten-vein lineage and has the realm of King of Martial Arts, his speed cannot exceed five times the speed of sound, which will be too heavy to the body.

Fortunately, Xie Wanfeng's realm is higher than Lu Yu. Although he was suppressed by Lu Yu at the beginning, he was desperately resisting. The Blitz God behind him released terrifying lightning, and dozens or hundreds of thick lightning bolts formed a destructive area, forming a kind of obstacle.

Lu Yu was not afraid, his momentum was violent. He was circulating his strength, combining what he had learned, and using a head-on fighting method. This was the most test of his own strength.

Lu Yu was trying to temper himself, and really regarded Xie Wanfeng as a whetstone, hoping to compete with King Wu in terms of speed and strength.

This arrogant style of playing is surprising. Many people think that Lu Yu is seeking death, but from the current situation, Lu Yu's advantage in speed seems to make up for the gap in realm.

The Holy Son Qinglin raised his sword eyebrows and snorted: The speed is pretty good.

Yin Lizhu nodded and said: The fifth level of Tianwu can reach five times the speed of sound, which is very outstanding.

Du Xuelian's expression was indifferent, but she was proud of Lu Yu in her heart.

After so many years, Lu Yu's performance has not disappointed her. Even though he is really a low-level sect, he is still so shining.

Xie Wanfeng was so angry that he was so powerful that he couldn't use his strength now, and he was extremely frustrated.

Lu Yu's speed is really terrifying. Even though Xie Wanfeng was dissatisfied, he had to admit that he was much inferior in speed.

However, speed is the most critical, ranking above strength.

Without speed, light has power, the result is that every time I hit the empty space, wasted.

With speed, you can timely block the opponent's moves, combined with your own strength, forming a crushing effect.

Lu Yu was like this at this moment. He did not deliberately use his ultimate move. He only used his extraordinary divine power to fight Xie Wanfeng backwards step by step. The armor on his body shattered again and again, but recondensed again and again.

Soul and martial arts unite!

Xie Wanfeng screamed wildly, using the power of the ten meridians to combine the soul meridians with the martial meridians, and his perception ability suddenly increased a lot.

In this way, Xie Wanfeng can detect Lu Yu's moves one step ahead of time and launch a targeted counterattack.

With Xie Wanfeng's soul and martial arts uniting, the battle situation between the two sides changed slightly.

Xie Wanfeng gradually recovered his disadvantages. Although he was still at a disadvantage in terms of speed, he stabilized his pace.

Xie Wanfeng was sublimating in the battle. In front of the Holy Son and the masters of various sects, how could he be defeated by Lu Yu?

With a roar, Xie Wanfeng began to fight back. The God of Blitzkrieg was hundreds of feet high, like an ancient God of War. Although it was the Dharma image of heaven and earth, it was extremely real. It could destroy mountains and break mountains and sweep across the ten directions in every move.

Countless lightnings wrapped around Xie Wanfeng, highlighting his madness and strength. The splashing light of lightning scattered like clouds, forming a lightning area filled with the power of destruction.

Xie Wanfeng's body movement was extremely fast, more than four times the semisonic speed. Lightning condensed in the palms of his hands, like a lightning god coming to the world, and the whip of lightning slashed towards Lu Yu in front of his head.

Lu Yu is slowing down his speed and adjusting his tactics.

Previously, he won with speed and suppressed Xie Wanfeng, causing his opponent to only exert some of his combat effectiveness.

Now, Lu Yu wants to try it out to see if he can withstand the bombardment of Xie Wanfeng's tenth level of power.
Chapter completed!