Guo Lulu instantly pulled out a golden sword. The sword was as thin as silk and golden in color. She didn't know what material it was made of.
The golden sword seemed to be able to feel the anger of its owner, shaking from side to side and making a humming sound.
Yan Jian said: "Lulu, kill him!"
Guo Lulu and Yan Jian must have had an affair. Guo Lulu didn't respond to Yan Jian. She kicked her feet and shot towards Ximen Yu.
At this moment, Zhuge, who was watching from the side, was shocked when he struck out with his sword, and secretly said: "What a powerful swordsmanship, I have an epiphany!"
In Ximenyu's eyes, it seemed that Guo Lulu's golden sword was like the stars in the night sky, so obvious yet impossible to grasp. They were dotted everywhere, but not everywhere.
However, Ximenyu had never seen any kind of battlefield. Ximenyu disappeared in a flash and appeared behind Guo Lulu.
Guo Lulu also reacted very quickly, turning around in the blink of an eye and heading towards Ximen Yu.
"Okay, not bad, much better than Wang Qisheng!" Ximen Yu said.
"Hmph, Ximenyu, why don't you take action?" Guo Lulu said angrily. Ximenyu has never taken the initiative to attack from the beginning to the end.
Ximen Yu said: "If I take the initiative, I'm really afraid that you won't be able to stop me."
"arrogant!"
"It's not that I'm arrogant. You are indeed very strong, but you still don't pose any threat to me. I already told you that you would come together so that I can give full play to my ability. But for the sake of face, you have to come one by one. It's harmful.
I don’t even dare to take action, for fear that you won’t be able to handle it!”
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Guo Lulu was trembling with anger and shouted, "I order you to attack me!"
Ximenyu said helplessly: "Okay, you said this yourself. If you can't bear it, don't blame me!"
"Ximen Yu, you damn thing, if you continue to underestimate me, I will destroy you and take action."
It seemed that Guo Lulu was really angry. The more Ximenyu didn't take any action and said he was afraid of hurting her, the angrier Guo Lulu became.
Ximenyu's eyes gathered together, and his eyes became bright. Ximenyu's whole aura seemed to have changed. However, Ximenyu seemed to have tried his best to suppress himself, otherwise, his aura might have become even more terrifying.
"Drink!" Ximenyu kicked his feet into the air, waved his right hand, and a huge white fist shot diagonally towards Guo Lulu, while Ximenyu himself stood in the air.
Before the shadow of the fist arrived, the strong wind blew and tore Guo Lulu's clothes, leaving only the hood and underwear. In the strong wind, Guo Lulu's graceful figure was revealed.
"Whoosh!" Guo Lulu showed off her strongest swordsmanship, but when Ximenyu's fist came to her eyes like a beast, Guo Lulu shuddered all over.
"Bang!" The shadow of the fist hit Guo Lulu's body. Guo Lulu's fist hit the ground immediately, leaving a hole in the ground and several cracks extending around.
Ximenyu said softly in mid-air: "Don't blame me, you asked for it yourself! I told you that you couldn't bear it, but you refused to listen. Now you should know that I can kill you with just the shadow of my fist."
If you hit the ground, if I punch you a few more times, how can you stand it? I came back from hell, and I am not comparable to you, the powerful second generation of a big family who has never suffered any setbacks."
There was silence at the scene, looking at the hole.
A few minutes later, Guo Lulu crawled out of the hole covered in injuries.
Ximen Yu hissed, stood at the entrance of the cave, stretched out his hand and pulled Guo Lulu up.
Ximenyu said hurriedly: "Lie down and don't move!"
Guo Lulu glared at Ximen Yu and said, "I've already lost! What else do you want to do?"
Ximen Yu said: "Your meridians are a little messed up now. Let me help you adjust them. Otherwise, you will miss the best time and it will take you several hours to recover."
As he spoke, Ximenyu took out a silver needle and pricked Guo Lulu several times. It took more than ten minutes to pull it out.
"Okay, that's it!"
"Humph!" Guo Lulu snorted, but for some reason, she was very convinced of Ximen Yu, and she had a strange feeling in her heart. Perhaps it was Ximen Yu's strength that conquered her heart instantly.
Ximenyu looked at Yan Jian and said, "There is one last game left. Are you ready?"
Yan Jing shot Ximen Yu angrily and shouted: "Come on!"
Everyone backed away again.
Ximen Yu said: "You should be very powerful, so I will not show mercy. Moreover, you are a man, so I have no possibility of mercy."
Yan Jing laughed and said: "Ximen Yu, you are not the only one who has the opportunity. Come on, stop talking nonsense."
As he said this, a shadow flew out of Yan Zhi's body.
Ximenyu saw the shadow and said in surprise: "Stream of consciousness clone?"
Yan Jing sneered and said: "Oh, you have some knowledge, you actually know the stream of consciousness clone."
Ximenyu suddenly felt funny, it was just a stream of consciousness clone, as if he didn't understand, Ximenyu didn't even want to tell him that he had two stream of consciousness clones before.
At this time, Chang Yu shouted garrulously: "But, a stream of consciousness clone is nothing. Ximenyu used two stream of consciousness clones before. You think you are awesome just because you have one!"
Unexpectedly, Yan Jong snorted: "Keep pretending, why don't you talk about a few more, wouldn't it be better to have eight out of ten?"
"Haha, that's not necessary!" Ximenyu didn't think it was awesome to have a stream-of-consciousness clone. Maybe only Yan Zhi thought it was awesome. From the look on his face, he was the one who was pretending.
Although Ximenyu's two stream-of-consciousness clones were destroyed, the reason why Ximenyu destroyed the clones was actually for a more powerful new skill.
Ximen Yu's fist shadow just now is two clones and a new skill that was condensed by the fusion explosion. This new skill is completely under his control without any restrictions. Therefore, although the two clones are gone, his strength is still in the new one.
He has become stronger in terms of skills. After experiencing so many lives and deaths, how can he become weaker and weaker?
At this time, Yan Zhen's stream-of-consciousness clone retracted into his body. Ximenyu saw it and smiled secretly. Since he was retracting his body now, why did he show the stream-of-consciousness clone just now? It was really just to show off. Unfortunately, Yan Tong's clone
Pretending to be fake seems too ridiculous in Ximenyu's eyes.
"Hit!" Yan Zhen clenched his fists. There seemed to be a black energy forming in his hands.
Then, Yan Jian waved his fist, and the black fist shadow struck Ximen Yu.
When Ximenyu saw the black fist shadow, he was stunned for a moment, feeling as if he was laughing or crying. Because Ximenyu was so familiar with this move that he couldn't be more familiar with it.
When Ximenyu had a stream-of-consciousness clone, he often used this move. Ximenyu remembered that this move knocked Zhuge into pieces. At that time, this move was really invincible, destroying everything.
"Hahaha, Yan Jie, if you use other tricks, I may still need to resist, but this one is really, tsk, tsk, just watch it yourself!"