"Mo Yu, I don't want to see him walking out of this battlefield."
When the young man heard what the man said, his expression changed slightly, but he didn't say anything.
Han Yi walked out of the lounge, flew down to the battlefield, looked around at the old students on the high platform, and said loudly.
"Is there any senior brother who is willing to fight with his junior brother?"
Seeing Han Yi looking so arrogant, the anger in the man's eyes became even more terrifying.
"Go, Mo Yu, remember my words, otherwise, even if you are a descendant of Elder Mo, there will be no place for you in this huge spiritual mansion."
The young man frowned and walked out from behind the man without responding. With a movement of his body, he appeared in the fighting battlefield and looked at Han Yi from a distance.
"Mo Yu, half-step Lingzong cultivation level, please give me some advice."
"Senior brother, your words are serious and I don't dare to take your advice seriously."
Han Yi held his hand.
Mo Yu stopped talking after announcing her home, and pulled out the sword in his hand. The fiery red sword body exuded a scorching breath.
"I won't hold back, so you'd better go all out."
"What I wish for."
Han Yi also drew his sword, the Thunder Sky Sword rang out loudly, and the lightning flashed out.
Phew, as soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yu in the distance disappeared in an instant. Before Han Yi could recover, a sharp and fiery sword shadow appeared in front of him, piercing his throat.
There was an undisguised murderous intent in this sword.
Han Yi was startled, and his body split into two. The two Han Yis flew in different directions. Mo Yu's sword missed, and he immediately chased one of the Han Yis without hesitation, launching a fierce attack.
attack.
The red sword shadow was overwhelming, like a grand sword curtain, Han Yi could not dodge and could only block it head on.
The Luo Shen Jue and the Thunder Seven Killing Jue were operating at the same time. Silver-white spiritual power surged out along the sword body, and the thunder light surged. He pinched the Jue with his left hand and moved the Kui Long Jue. Iron green covered his body, and the two Kui Dragon patterns roared secretly. Huge
Power awakens from every inch of muscle, like a peerless ferocious beast.
Han Yi stopped and slashed, and the Lei Xiao Sword suddenly fell into the sword curtain. The sword curtain collapsed instantly, just like a fluttering dragonfly whose wings were suddenly cut off by a sword and fell in the wind.
The long sword vibrated, Mo Yu's figure trembled, and he shot backwards. Qi and blood surged in his body, his face turned pale, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
What a terrifying power. This guy actually also practiced the Body Spirit Art. After turning this thought in his mind, Mo Yu accelerated the movement of his spiritual power. Red light rose from the sword, fire patterns appeared one after another, and the power of the spiritual weapon was aroused to the extreme.
He tapped his toes and quickly changed his body shape on the battlefield. Suddenly, another Han Yi appeared next to him like a ghost and slashed him with a sword.
Mo Yu blocked with his sword. Han Yi passed by him, and the long sword pulled out a string of sparks. The clone. After just one fight, Mo Yu noticed the clues. Of course, the glimpse can give spiritual power, and the clone is close to 30% of the original body.
combat power, but the powerful physical strength cannot be copied.
With sudden strength, he chased Han Yi and attacked. The fiery red sword shadow enveloped him, ferocious and passionate. Han Yi could not dodge. He held the sword across his chest with an expressionless face, pinched a seal with his left hand, and suddenly a wave of energy rose up from his body.
A layer of silvery white light.
"Explode." A low cry came out of Han Yi's mouth, and Han Yi suddenly exploded.
Mo Yu's pupils shrank, the sword shadow drew a circle in front of him, the spiritual light curtain formed instantly, and the shock waves of the explosion were blocked one after another.
Phew, Han Yi's body flew over from a distance, appeared next to Mo Yu, and chopped off his head with the Lei Xiao Sword.
He touched the ground with his toes and shot out like a bolt of lightning. Han Yi stepped forward again, his aura condensed, and the silver-white spiritual light on his body rose uncontrollably. The Lei Xiao Sword was covered with a layer of rich white light, and thunder flashed.
There was a rumbling crackling sound.
It's coming, the master of the palace passed down the magical skill. Mo Yu's heart suddenly beat wildly, the blood flow in his body accelerated, and the temperature was close to boiling.
His face turned ferocious unknowingly, fiery red spiritual light came out from his body, and the aura of the Half-Step Spirit Sect was completely released without reservation.
The red spiritual power was injected into the long sword in the hand through the arm, and a layer of solid sword light emerged, and a line of red gold energy flowing around it could be vaguely seen under the sword light.
"Yangang Slash."
Mo Yu flew up, raised his sword, and slashed. All his momentum exploded at this moment, and a red sword light of more than ten meters in size fell from the sky and slashed towards Han Yi's head.
Han Yi's condensed momentum also reached its peak. Without any further hesitation, his slightly bent knees burst out with terrifying force, and he rushed out, swiping the Thunder Sky Sword at that moment.
"Destroy the battle with one move."
He roared in anger, and the violence that had always been hidden was somehow triggered by Mo Yu's murderous intent. The overwhelming evil energy surged out from his body, and the black evil cloud emerged behind him, covering the sky and the sun.
The faces of the disciples who were watching on the high platform changed drastically. They were so evil that they were like a peerless ferocious beast. A cold feeling passed through everyone's heart, like falling into an ice cellar.
It was obviously the first time for these two people to meet, but it was just a simple sparring match, and it turned out to be so fierce. They used spiritual skills before more than a dozen moves were completed, and they were still such terrifying spiritual skills. It was like they were fighting between life and death.
The enemy fights tooth and nail.
Even the expressions on the faces of the two men and women standing in the corner of the high platform became extremely serious. Han Yi's strength completely exceeded their expectations. They thought that Mo Yu could easily defeat him, but they didn't expect that Mo Yu would defeat him from the beginning.
The rain seemed to fall into the leeward direction.
"How could this bastard have such terrifying fighting power?" The man gritted his teeth and clenched his fists in his sleeves, making an explosive sound.
He looked at the black evil clouds that were constantly surging on the battlefield, and there was a trace of fear on his face. His eyes were full of anger and fear. How could he show such emotions to a new student who was no more than a middle-level spiritual master?
He is the disciple of the master of the palace, how can I be afraid of him?
"During the entrance examination, he should have defeated the half-step Lingzong level puppet giant tiger." The woman beside him reminded in a low voice, looking at Han Yi with neither sadness nor joy.
She turned her gaze to Mo Yu in the distance again, her eyes flickering slightly. If she saw it right, the spiritual skill just now contained a faint hint of innate Qi.
"Innate Qi, something that can be condensed in just half a step in the Lingzong, but Mo Yu has hidden it very well."
Boom, the next moment a terrifying explosion drowned out her words. The silver sword light and the red sword light collided with each other. The spiritual power rioted. The scattered spiritual light bombarded the black ground, and there were formation lights from all sides.
screen.
The shock wave spread in all directions, and Han Yi and Mo Yu retreated at the same time, resisting the bombardment of the shock wave.
Mo Yu crossed his sword, and a sword curtain spread out along the sword body. The red light curtain was crumbling under the continuous bombardment of the shock wave. His face was a little pale, and the madness on his face suddenly disappeared, as if he had just launched the attack.