Xiao Yu's expression gradually became serious. If he wanted to challenge Panlongshan, then this Panlongshan disciple would be the first hurdle he had to pass. If he couldn't defeat this disciple himself, then Panlongshan himself wouldn't even think about it.
Qinglong and Xuanwu sat nervously below, their expressions looking extremely serious.
"This man is very strong. He should be at a higher level than Xiao Yu. And seeing how powerful his attacks are, he should be the more powerful one among the young disciples of Panlong Mountain."
Xuanwu said with a solemn expression.
"I feel that his Dragon Soul Spear is very powerful, but I don't know if Xiao Yu can handle it. Besides, there is a dragon soul in the Dragon Soul Spear, so Xiao Yu's Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword doesn't dare to compete with it.
Fortunately, Xiao Yu has obtained many magic weapons before. If he can suppress his Dragon Soul Spear, he should be able to win with Xiao Yu's speed."
The thousands of Xuanmen disciples who were watching the battle below all looked at it nervously.
"This Xiao Yu is not bad at all. He was able to survive the attack of the Dragon Soul Spear without incident. It seems that the rumors are true. He is indeed capable of killing blood Taoist priests."
A group of disciples from Panlong Mountain gathered together and started discussing in low voices.
On the other side, the Huashan and Emeishan disciples were also discussing quietly.
Some of them had dealt with Xiao Yu before, but there were so many people talking at this time that they didn't go up to say hello directly.
On the high platform, the aura of the man in black became stronger and stronger, and Xiao Yu was also shrouded in white aura at this moment, and the feather fan in his hand kept waving in all directions.
This feather fan looks like something used by women. If you smell it carefully, there is a faint smell of women's rouge on it.
It may seem like an ordinary fan in a woman's boudoir, but it is a real magic weapon.
This is the first time for Xiao Yu to use this feather fan magic weapon, and he still doesn't know how to control it.
The seriously injured dragon soul had already recovered from its injuries. It was entrenched on the man in black, and its body was like a movable hill, causing everyone below to feel immense pressure.
At this moment, the man in black moved, and his body disappeared instantly like a puff of smoke.
At the same time, Xiao Yu moved his body and rushed in another direction. However, as soon as he took a few steps, a silver spear appeared behind him and stabbed into his vest.
"Well done, I've been waiting for you."
The silver spear was getting closer and closer to him. Xiao Yu suddenly stopped at this moment. Then he turned around suddenly, raised his fist and smashed the silver spear out.
Fighting against that silver spear with a flesh and blood body must be a mental problem in the eyes of others, but Xiao Yu had his own considerations.
If I can't even defeat a disciple of Panlong Mountain, how can I reopen Maoshan and restore the honor of Maoshan under the obstruction of the elders of Panlong Mountain?
When Xiao Yu punched and attacked, the white dragon soul in his dantian also began to raise its head and roar. White spiritual power spat out from the dragon soul's mouth and swept towards Xiao Yu's limbs and bones.
At this moment, Xiao Yu's skin became extremely tough. If you look carefully, you will find that every pore on his body seems to have suddenly shrunk into his body, and the skin on the surface of his body seems to have become a piece of iron.
"boom……."
Xiao Yu's punch from a distance directly collided with the silver spear of the man in black.
The powerful impact pushed Xiao Yu ten meters away, and the silver spear was directly knocked away by Xiao Yu's punch.
Although he was pushed away by the silver spear more than ten meters away, Xiao Yu was extremely excited. Judging from this contact, the silver spear looked majestic, but it was comparable to his own strength. He did not use magic weapons, just with his strength.
With his physical strength, he can completely crush the opponent.
Although Xiao Yu was happy, the man in black opposite him had a look of horror on his face.
The dragon soul grab is powerful, and no one knows it better than him.
In the past, he, the elder of Panlong Mountain, could kill ghosts and immortals in one fell swoop with the Dragon Soul Spear, but now, Xiao Yu actually used a pair of fists to knock the Dragon Soul Spear away.
In order to prevent Xiao Yu from being canonized as a real person, Shanmen temporarily gave him the Dragon Soul Gun to hinder Xiao Yu's canonization.
"What's going on? He must have other magic weapons in his hands. Is it something like gloves?"
The man in black was thinking in his mind while pointing various handprints at the Dragon Soul Gun again.
At this time, the dragon soul buzzed, as if it was extremely angry, and was shaking constantly, as if it was about to break apart.
At this moment, the dragon soul that had been entrenched in the man in black turned directly into a black energy and merged into the dragon soul gun.
With the integration of dragon soul, the dragon soul gun can be regarded as a real dragon soul gun.
On the way out, the spear made a roaring sound even though it was in the form of a spear.
And it looks like the momentum is even stronger than before.
The spear flew towards him, Xiao Yu stepped back quickly, and at the same time turned his hands over to take out the hand seal.
Several white auras condensed together in Xiao Yu's hands, and instantly turned into a small white seal.
As soon as the small seal took shape, the silver spear roared and came a few meters in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, the dragon soul that had just entered the dragon soul fight appeared again, and a huge dragon tail condensed out and slapped Xiao Yu hard.
The dragon soul's attack and the silver spear's attack came at the same time. Xiao Yu did not dare to be careless at all. At this time, he did not dare to raise his head and hurriedly retreated five or six meters to the rear.
"Maoshan seal, ghost seal."
After retreating a few meters, Xiao Yu shouted loudly, turned his hands over, and pushed forward slightly, and the Maoshan Seal that had been condensed in the palm of his hand flew directly out.
Maoshan Seal, Ghost Seal, this is the most powerful attack that Xiao Yu can perform since he mastered Maoshan Seal.
A small white seal flew out of Xiao Yu's hand. It seemed to be the size of a fist. After flying out, it instantly became the size of a football.
Before Xiao Yu could be hit by the huge dragon's tail, he was hit directly in the body by Maoshan Seal.
The huge dragon tail of the dragon soul was like a dark cloud, pressing towards Xiao Yu's head, but as soon as it fell halfway down, it was directly hit by Mao Shanying.
The huge dragon tail and the weak shadow of the dragon soul seal formed a sharp contrast, but as soon as the two came into contact, the dragon tail began to tremble violently.
After the dragon's tail trembled violently, it instantly disintegrated and turned into a ghostly aura as thick as a thumb, hovering in the sky.
At the same time, the silver spear also came to Xiao Yu.
But without the blessing of the dragon soul, the silver spear is no longer as powerful as before.
Xiao Yu's face froze slightly, and as he watched the silver spear getting closer and closer to him, he suddenly felt as if he could subdue this thing.
And as the Dragon Soul Spear gets closer and closer to him, the idea of subduing the opponent becomes stronger and stronger.
Feeling the burst of pain from his fist, Xiao Yu jumped out without hesitation.
