Tai'a Sword followed closely, the sword energy rushed wildly, and hit Gao Xianzhi's body in an instant.
Gao Xianzhi's Xuanwu armor flashed brightly, and a huge Xuanwu shadow became increasingly clear.
It is precisely because of the existence of this treasured armor that although the Tai'a sword energy used by Lu Yu was very sharp, it could not hurt Gao Xianzhi for a while.
"I still don't believe that I can't break your defense!" Lu Yu snorted coldly, with fairy light shining all over his body, and vast fairy power emerging from himself.
He held Tai'a Sword in his hand, and his aura suddenly changed.
The true immortal aura belonging to the ancient Taoist immortals swept across all directions, and everyone felt their hearts trembling under this vast pressure.
Many people raised their heads in horror. They suddenly felt that they didn't even dare to look at Lu Yu.
This is the sense of oppression that false immortals feel when facing real immortals.
Lu Yu stepped forward step by step and struck out with his sword one after another. Gao Xianzhi was forced to support himself hard.
"Lu Yu, what will happen if you use the fairy weapon again!"
Gao Xianzhi let out a roar, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the Yanyue Sword in his hand was swung as fast as the wind.
At this moment, Gao Xianzhi exploded with all his strength, and immediately showed the style of the God of War of the Tang Dynasty. The heavy Yanyue Sword seemed to have spirituality in his hand, and the whistling wind echoed in all directions.
Clang clang clang!
Lu Yu fought with Gao Xianzhi with his sword, and the deafening sound of metal and stone hitting each other was heard all around.
The competition between the two has reached the most critical stage.
This no longer relies solely on the power of the fairy weapon. If it were another ordinary person, even if he had the fairy weapon, his physical body would not be able to sustain such a violent fight.
"The Soldier Saint is coming, the green dragon is roaring!"
A flash of light flashed across Gao Xianzhi's eyes, and all his mana suddenly soared into the air. Behind him, a shadow of a soldier saint more than ten feet tall actually formed.
The Soldier Saint wears a futou on his head, has a long beard, a ruddy face, and narrow phoenix eyes. Combined with the evil aura on the surrounding battlefield, the phantom of the Soldier Saint is even more powerful.
Rumble——
The Soldier Saint held a sword, and when the sword fell, the sound shook the sky.
The void in front of Gao Xianzhi suddenly tore open, and the sword directly spread out, cutting a deep chasm in the open space outside the Dayu military camp.
Tens of thousands of people died under this knife.
Although they stayed away from each other, the sword was too fierce and powerful, and all of them were killed by the sword.
Everyone was horrified, the power Gao Xianzhi displayed was too terrifying.
Even Song Qinhu, who had always been so crazy, his eyelids were twitching wildly and his heart was trembling violently at this moment.
"Guan Sheng's phantom? He has obtained the inheritance of the ancient Guan Sheng. How is this possible!" Song Qinhu's expression suddenly changed.
Guan Sheng was a military saint who was contemporary with Lu Sheng of the Lu family. However, due to the turmoil in the Middle Ages, it is said that the inheritance of Guan Sheng had been cut off long ago.
At the critical moment, Gao Xianzhi showed his trump card. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be so dazzling. He turned out to be the famous Guan Sheng Emperor in the medieval times.
Lu Yu suddenly fell into a hard fight.
With the blessing of Guan Sheng's phantom, Gao Xianzhi's power expanded tenfold.
Every strike he made was of a level that could destroy the world. Every move the two of them struck seemed to be able to completely destroy the entire universe.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sky seemed to be about to collapse, and many onlookers, although they were watching from a distance, felt that the murderous intention could come to them at any time.