He was unexpectedly blocked by Yuan Zun's scabbard. Wu Yong's expression was extremely ferocious. He was unwilling to give in. He could only grasp the spear in his hand and quickly blast away Yuan Zun's scabbard. He changed his shooting skills and quickly fired.
Stab.
Facing a real fourth-grade imperial weapon, Yuan Zun was very cautious.
He knew very well what would happen if he was shot by Wu with a long spear with a broken handle.
Even if he possesses the Immortal Fire, he claims that as long as his essence and blood remain, he will not die! However, it is not very comfortable for a flesh and blood body to receive this shot!
Yuan Zun drew his sword, and a stream of pure dragon power spread out from above. Then, the eye-catching white sword energy flashed past from above.
"Buzz"
On the sword of Dongji Canglong Sword, a faint purple floating dragon appeared, looming, as if it was alive.
The hilt of the sword held by Yuan Zun in the palm of his hand, the lifelike carved dragon on it, and the amethyst-like pupils, a flash of light quickly flashed.
The Dongji Canglong Sword, along with She Yin's martial arts cultivation, began to advance from a third-grade spiritual weapon to a fourth-grade imperial weapon. Whether it was the astonishing fluctuations emanating from it or the hardness of the sword body, it was far from...
Far beyond the scope of third-grade spiritual weapons!
Yuan Zun held the sword, his steps changed lightly, and with the assistance of the eight-dodge free, he was like a fish in water. After several encounters, Wu Yong not only failed to hit Yuan Zun with his long sword, but also hit a few more on his arms and wrists.
There are sword marks everywhere.
Withdrawing his long sword, Yuan Zun stood in the air, with an indifferent expression and a hint of mockery on his face, saying: "With just those few sword strikes, you have been injured, and the victory or defeat has been decided. If you are wise, then get out of here!"
Although Yuan Zun's words didn't sit well with him, Wu Yong had to admit it.
If Yuan Zun really wanted to kill him, then those sword energy just now would not just leave a few shallow marks on his arms and wrists.
Wu Yong gritted his teeth and glanced at the midair where the red caltrop was from the corner of his eye.
Seeing that her expression had changed from worry to joy, Wu Yong twitched the corners of his eyes, and there was a fierce aura floating all over his body.
To think that he, the third young master of the Wu family in the Ten Thousand Magic Spirit Realm, who is a third-grade Sun-tong Realm, would actually suffer in the hands of a second-grade Sun-tong Realm?
Although he had to admit that Yuan Zun's swordsmanship was indeed several levels higher than his marksmanship, what he held in his hand was a genuine fourth-grade imperial weapon!
A third-grade Sun-Tong Realm warrior holds a fourth-grade Imperial Weapon, but he still suffers at the hands of a second-grade Sun-Tong Sun Realm warrior who uses a third-grade spiritual weapon. He is even threatened without mercy. If this matter spreads, then...
Not only is Wu Yong’s face completely lost, I’m afraid even the Wu family’s face will be greatly damaged!
"This boy's sword-wielding technique is very weird. Even I may not be able to do it to this extent. It is really not easy for such a person to appear in the Tatmadaw Empire!"
The elder of the Wu family looked at Yuan Zun coldly. When he saw Wu Yong being forced back by Yuan Zun with his sword, he snorted coldly, but felt something strange in his heart.
A junior like Yuan Zun is indeed remarkable. If he were only placed in the Tatmadaw Empire, his development would definitely be restricted.
The elder of the Wu family had a very good first impression of Yuan Zun, and he was even willing to lower his status in an attempt to win Yuan Zun into the Wu family.
Unfortunately, Yuan Zun was not the kind person he imagined.
Now that Yuan Zun and Wu Yong have said what they just said, the elders of the Wu family can only give up on Yuan Zun and list him as the Wu family's primary target for erasure.
After all, such an impressive existence is a threat to the Wu family no matter which force they join.
It would be best if Wu Yong could kill the undeveloped Yuan Zun here. If he couldn't kill him, then he would have to do it himself!
The elder of the Wu family narrowed his eyes and looked gloomy.
At the moment, it seems that if Wu Yong wants to kill Yuan Zun, he must pay a price.
If we just use spiritual weapons to play house with royal weapons, when will we be able to tell the winner?
"Yong'er, don't talk nonsense with him here, use all your cards!"
Seeing Wu Yong, who had his arm and wrist injured by Yuan Zun's sword energy, the elder of the Wu family also became a little anxious and said calmly.
Wu Yong brought his still bleeding wrist to his mouth, stuck out his tongue and lightly touched it, feeling the thick smell of blood, and then nodded.
"Boom, boom"
Retracting his posture, Wu stood with a spear in front of him. From above, there were thunderous sounds, one after another.
But wherever the roaring sound was involved, there were signs of melting.
Although it was not a real melting, from the sight of Yuan Zun and everyone else, it was as if even the air had turned into a sticky mass.
"What an astonishing aura fluctuation, even the surrounding environment is strange because of this sound!" Yuan Zun stabilized his body and quickly threw a sword energy at Wu Yong.
However, before the sword energy touched Wu Yong's imperial weapon, it was blocked by the sound coming from above.
The sword energy did not disappear completely after being blocked, as usual, but under the influence of the fluctuations, the white sword energy was as weak as molten iron.
It fell from mid-air.
Yuan Zun calmed down and was convinced that there was no way to melt the sword energy to such an extent!
In other words, everything he sees in his eyes may not be true!
"Phantom Sound!"
Wu Yong looked at Yuan Zun who was stagnant in mid-air, and immediately raised the corner of his mouth and gave an evil smile.
But anyone who falls victim to his method cannot easily avoid the attack of this imperial weapon!
Wu Yong came with a spear and stabbed a few times in the air. Although he was still dozens of meters away from Yuan Zun, in Yuan Zun's eyes, Wu Yong and the spear felt like he was in front of him!
In other words, being affected by the sound emitted from Wu Yong's fourth-grade imperial weapon, Yuan Zun's feelings about reality and illusion were somewhat unclear.
In other words, what Yuan Zun could see with his naked eyes was already delayed compared to what actually happened.
Before he found a way to crack this kind of martial arts, Yuan Zun couldn't rashly squander the energy of the stars in his body. After all, because of the phantom sound, what he saw in his eyes was different from what really existed.
Something went wrong.
If he suddenly takes action and aims his sword energy at Wu Yong, the one who can stop it in the end will not necessarily be Wu Yong. It may also be Hong Ling, Yuan Changtian, or someone else.
"Swish, swish"
Just when Yuan Zun was concentrating, Wu Yong suddenly appeared behind him. A strong wind energy condensed from the spear head, which directly broke Yuan Zun's thunder pattern tempered body. The spear penetrated Yuan Zun's shoulder.