The next moment, the old man's pupils shrank slightly.
He actually sensed the seventh-level martial arts aura from Lu Yue!
"Did you achieve a breakthrough?" the old man asked with shock on his face.
"It's all thanks to you, otherwise I don't know when I will have the opportunity!" Lu Yue replied.
Obviously, he, who had already half-stepped into the seventh-level realm, seized the fleeting opportunity in the round just now and broke through to the seventh-level realm!
"Damn it!" the old man said solemnly.
Then, without having time to think too much, he immediately used his trump card to attack again.
He had to kill Lu Yue before he completely consolidated his cultivation, otherwise, he really didn't have much confidence anymore.
"It's too late!" Lu Yue's voice sounded at the same time.
Then he mobilized all his strength and once again formed the Tyrannical Sword Art to face him.
boom!
The two men's attacks collided like two fast-moving mountains, and the air waves they aroused turned two buildings not far away into ruins.
At the same time, the old man spit out a large mouthful of blood and flew out, making a big hole in the ground hundreds of meters away and then collapsed.
Lu Yue slid back dozens of meters and then stopped. Except for a faint trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, he had no other injuries.
After breaking through to the seventh-level realm, using the Heavenly Sword to upgrade to the eighth-level combat power, and at the same time activating the Overlord Sword Jue, he can naturally compete with his opponent.
"How is that possible!" After a while, the old man climbed up from the pit with a look of horror on his face.
"Nothing is impossible!" As Lu Yue spoke, he turned around and glanced at the other people's battle circle.
"Okay, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you anymore. I'll give you a ride!"
As he finished speaking, he flipped his wrist, and the Heavenly Sword pulled out an arc-shaped blade and slashed out at high speed.
The old man on the other side immediately sensed the aura of death, and he quickly rushed towards him as if he was still alive.
However, the sword light blocked almost all his escape routes, so how could he escape so easily.
Boom!
The sword flashed past his waist, and the two body parts fell to the ground one after another, with an endless look of unwillingness on his face.
Then, Lu Yue dodged and rushed towards Xuan Chenxi's battle circle.
Boom!
At this time, there was a muffled sound in the void not far away, and an old man who was fighting Zu Ziyan had his throat cut by her sword, and fell heavily to the ground. His legs were kicked out and he lost his breath.
call!
Immediately afterwards, Zu Ziyan twisted his eyes, landed on the ground, and rushed towards Wei Zhixiang.
From the beginning to now, Wei Zhixiang has only fought against Zu Ziling for dozens of rounds, and both sides are evenly matched.
Just when Zu Ziling was about to use her trump card, a group of people from the Holy Blood Sect arrived, and one of them blocked her.
Wei Zhixiang, on the other hand, withdrew from the battle circle. He knew very well how powerful his combat power was, so he did not continue to participate in the battle and stayed on the periphery to watch the battle.
"Father, save me!"
Seeing Zu Ziyan rushing towards him with murderous intent, Wei Zhixiang trembled all over, and while shouting, he flew towards the rear.
At this time, Wei Pengcheng was unable to protect himself, and he was being chased by Zu Zhenwu.
"It's up to your Wei family to tell the truth about my ancestor!" Zu Ziyan's voice penetrated his eardrums, and it was bone-chilling.
She knew very well that the reason why the Holy Blood Sect confirmed that the ancestor of Nine Fingers had passed away was most likely because the Wei family informed him.
Because in the entire City of Angels, apart from the people from the ancestral family, only the Wei family could possibly know about this!
"No...no, I didn't say that..." Wei Zhixiang shouted loudly while running away.
"Go down and explain to Lord Yama!" As Zu Ziyan spoke, he had already moved a hundred meters behind him.
At the same time as the voice sounded, he flipped his wrist, and a sharp sword shot out like lightning.
"No, don't kill me..." Wei Zhixiang's soul shouted loudly, and then hurriedly hid aside.
However, with his cultivation level, how could he avoid Zu Ziyan's sword force.
