Chapter 330

"Xingyun staff, the sect leader should use his martial arts so quickly!" he looked at the two men in the battle above in surprise. They all knew the strength of Xingyun staff. I'm afraid even a six grade martial artist didn't dare to take the blow at this time.

However, what made them feel incredible was that in the face of Shangguan Ziyun's powerful blow, Wang Yu didn't mean to dodge at all, and even his face didn't change. He looked indifferent and didn't have any expression.

The purple light reflected in Wang Yu's eyes continued to enlarge, but he was not afraid at all, and there was a cool smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the sound of a sword rang through, and they only felt a stabbing pain in their minds. The attack on Shangguan Ziyun's hand stopped for a moment.

Then I heard a cold sound like from Jiuyou, like death calling.

"Broken soul!"

The voice fell, and a fine light flashed in Wang Yu's eyes. The whole body was surging with force, as if it had turned into a huge sword shadow. It was directly cut off to the Shangguan Ziyun.

"Bad!?"

Shangguan Ziyun was shocked. This move had made him feel dangerous.

So I didn't dare to be slack at all. The internal force was instilled into the nebula stick unreservedly, and the fine awn on the nebula stick suddenly increased, which directly covered up the brilliance of the sword.

"Ha ha ha, let Wang Yu die." Shangguan Ziyun smiled grimly. He could clearly feel that his strength had surpassed Wang Yu.

"Cut the soul!"

However, just when he was proud, Wang Yu waved his long sword again, followed by a highly skilled sword, and Lishi was no weaker than the former.

"Hum..."

Two swords came one after another. Shangguan Ziyun's eyes suddenly contracted and the nebula stick in his hand was smashed out.

"Break it for me."

"Touch..."

The muffled sound resounded through a powerful air wave, which suddenly spread around, and the tables and chairs were smashed wherever they passed.

"Protect yourself."

I don't know who suddenly shouted, and then they ran quickly and protected their bodies with force, but those who reacted slowly were still blundered by the direct blow.

Wang Yu's body was shocked, and he immediately stepped back a few steps, and the ground under his feet was broken.

"He is worthy of being a student in the inner courtyard." Wang Yu was slightly surprised. He thought Shangguan Ziyun was just a Wupin martial arts disciple, so he didn't care too much and didn't try his best.

But what he didn't expect was that the power of Shangguan Ziyun's staff just now was difficult for even the average strong seven grades to achieve.

If they were placed in the outside world, the Wupin martial arts disciples could not exert such power at all. No wonder it is said that the inner courtyard of Wutian college is full of geniuses and demons.

However, even so, he was not afraid of Wang Yu. There were seven types in the seven Xuan sword formula, and what he had just performed was the two types he had just understood not long ago.

"Although the power of this sword formula is not as powerful as that of broken mountain rock, it is more suitable for me to use now. It's better to use less broken mountain rock in the future." Wang Yu thought in his heart.

Although the power of broken mountain rock is powerful, his internal force will be exhausted every time he uses it. He really doesn't want to experience that feeling again.

Wang Yu steadied his figure and raised his head. He saw that Shangguan Ziyun's body shot out directly, "bang!" and hit the wall hard, and the fine cracks immediately filled the air.

"Puff..."

Blood gushed out in an instant, and his eyebrows were locked, full of pain.

The body moved slightly, directly lying on the ground, like losing the support of bones.

The breath also became very weak, and the force fluctuation on his body was also listless. Even in his body, there was residual sword Qi destroying his muscles and veins.

The long sword in his hand crossed slightly in the air and pointed obliquely to the ground. There was a sense of forest cold between the fluff and puff of the sword.

"Shangguan Ziyun, don't make me lonely in the future, or I will bear the consequences." the cold voice slowly echoed in this messy hall.

When the voice fell, Wang Yu turned and walked outside the hall. His purpose of coming today has been achieved. I'm afraid Ziyun gate will be destroyed.

The Ziyun sect held the weapon tightly in their hands and slowly came forward to block Wang Yu's way, but no one dared to continue to come forward. There was a sense of fear in their faces.

"Why don't you want to fight again?" Wang Yu glanced at them coldly, and a sword flashed in his eyes.

They looked at each other. Finally, they shook their heads reluctantly and retreated slowly. They really didn't dare to do it for the young man in front of them.

Glancing at the crowd indifferently, Wang Yu stepped out slowly. However, when he took two steps, his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled slightly and turned back suddenly.

I saw that the fallen Shangguan Ziyun suddenly stood up, and his force was much stronger than that just now.

"Seven grade martial arts disciples"? Wang Yu was surprised. Just now, Shangguan Ziyun was still five grades. How could he improve two grades in an instant?