But obviously this time Han Yi was no longer powerless to fight back. He moved his feet, rushed towards Mo Yu, and swung his sword. The blue-purple electric arc on his body surrounded the Leixiao Sword, and the sword made an excited sound.
After Kui Long's blood was stimulated, Han Yi's strength, speed, defense, agility, etc. were greatly strengthened, and his five senses and six consciousnesses doubled. He could clearly see Mo Yu's every move and hear his heartbeat.
Boom boom boom, the Lei Xiao Sword and the long red sword Mo Yu slashed at each other collided, making a huge roar and making both swords tremble.
The fire on Mo Yu's body was shining and dazzling, while the blue-purple lightning on Han Yi's body was violent and ancient. The collision between the two people was like two ferocious beasts biting each other.
The sharp sword blade cut and blocked, sparks flew everywhere, and tiny arcs of electricity splashed into the air, disappearing in a flash.
Boom, after another terrible collision, Mo Yu stopped in the distance, his face suddenly turned extremely pale.
"The innate Qi is almost exhausted." Seeing Mo Yu's condition, Elder Xu whispered.
Is it about to end? Mo Yu thought these words in his mind, and the remaining spiritual power in his body poured out and gathered on the red sword. The fire patterns shone brightly, just like the hottest lava.
The spiritual light on the long sword turned into molten gold, and the fire light rose, grand and blazing. Mo Yu jumped into the air with a decisive figure. He raised the long sword high, and the red-gold light almost split the terrifying evil cloud.
"Sword skills, a spark that starts a prairie fire."
He swung the sword hard, and all the fire in his body was extinguished the moment the sword fell. It seemed that all the power was taken away by that sword.
A red-gold sword light nearly twenty meters long fell from the sky and struck Han Yi head-on.
Han Yi, who was standing on the battlefield, had put down the Thunder Sky Sword at some point. The silver sword was stabbed on the ground, standing silently and silently.
Han Yi's closed palms changed, his ten fingers beat rapidly, and the blue-purple lightning died down little by little. It seemed that he sensed some terrible changes. They were all hidden in Han Yi's body, restraining all his irritability and anger.
The surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered towards Han Yi, and the terrifying spiritual pressure of heaven and earth descended. Mo Yu fell from the sky, and suddenly felt an extremely terrifying aura, his face changed drastically, and his eyes were filled with incredulity.
White spiritual power came out of Han Yi's hand and rose into the air above his head, intertwining and intertwining. A incomplete ancient rune condensed and took shape. Buzz, a more powerful spiritual pressure spread out invisibly. The muscles on Han Yi's body completely exploded.
Get up, trembling slightly.
Everyone on the high platform felt the spiritual pressure, and their bodies were forced back by the escaping coercion. Even Elder Xu, who was in the spiritual general stage, changed his expression. Although that kind of spiritual pressure did not mean much to him
Powerful, but exuding indescribable majesty, it does not seem to belong to humans, but to the aloof...gods.
The red-gold sword light that had been cut suddenly froze in the air, and invisible power held it up, preventing it from falling. All it could do was wait for Han Yi to complete the seal in his hand.
After a few moments, the movement in Han Yi's hand slowly stopped, and the seal was fixed and no longer changed.
"Twenty-eight Seal Divine Light Technique, Ji."
Han Yi waved his hand and pointed straight ahead.
The memorial above the head emits a grand white light, and a beam of light shoots out suddenly, colliding with the sword light that Mo Yu slashed down. The fierce energy collision forms a ripple in the air, and the white light and the red-gold light fluctuate with each other.
Along with the beam of light, there was also the mighty spiritual pressure of heaven and earth. Mo Yu was completely imprisoned in place, unable to move. The powerful spiritual pressure even caused his muscles to deform and his joints to dislocate and crack.
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His heart was beating violently, the blood in his blood vessels was being squeezed, his face was completely red, and his eyes were bloodshot.
The sword light and the white beam of light were locked in a stalemate for only a moment before it exploded, turning into countless red-gold spiritual lights and disappearing. The white beam of light continued to advance, shooting towards Mo Yu, who was unable to move in the distance.
He looked at the beam of light, his pupils reflected the white light, but he felt that there was the deepest dark breath in that light, the dark breath originating from death, which was boundless.
Mo Yu gently closed his eyes, waiting for death to come, but the pain he imagined did not come. Instead, a huge explosion woke him up.
He opened his eyes and saw a figure in purple robes standing tall in front of him. He extended his palm forward and the rich amber aura formed a curtain of light, blocking the attack of white light.
The white light kept bombarding, and suddenly exploded at a certain moment. All the power was released in an instant, the amber light curtain was torn to pieces, and the purple-robed figure couldn't help but take a step back.
The disciples who were watching were in an uproar, and screams of surprise could not be heard.
"How is it possible? What level of spiritual skill is that? It can actually force Elder Xu, who is in the spiritual general stage, to retreat."
"Then who is Han Yi? How could he have such a method?" Someone murmured.
"No, that must be the spiritual skill taught to him by the master of the palace. It must be like this." An old student said in a far-fetched way.
"Yes, it must be so. In this huge Ling Mansion, who else has such a method except the Master of the Mansion."
An old student agreed, and then all the outer disciples secretly agreed. Apart from this reason, they couldn't think of anything else that could give Han Yi such terrifying power. Divine Light Technique was too terrifying and completely surpassed their abilities.
Imagine.
Perhaps only Elder Xu, who blocked the divine light attack head-on, can deeply understand the terrifying power of it.
He looked at Han Yi, and the horror in his eyes was even worse than that of the other disciples from outside the palace who were watching. He knew very well that even the master of the palace did not have such a method. Otherwise, the master of the palace would not have left Canglong University.
Back to this remote and barren Lanyue Island.
Being able to cross two entire realms and repel oneself, this magical skill is absolutely heaven-defying.
"What kind of magical skill is this?" Elder Xu's voice trembled slightly and he couldn't help but ask.
"Elder Xu, I remember that no one can interfere with the competition on the battlefield." Han Yi avoided answering.
Hearing Han Yi's words, Elder Xu's expression changed slightly. Mo Yu's fierce attack just now clearly contained a strong murderous intention, which undoubtedly angered Han Yi. Although there was a life-and-death fight on the battlefield, some people who had formed a life-and-death feud
Disciples can also engage in life-and-death battles here, but generally speaking, ordinary sparring challenges do not allow life-and-death battles.
But what Mo Yu did just now completely violated the consensus among the disciples of the Ling Palace. Moreover, his opponent was still Han Yi. The master of the palace had just accepted a direct disciple for a month. If Han Yi hadn't been so strong, he might have been