A sword came surging like a river, as if to devour Shangguan Ziyun.
"A small skill."
Shangguan Ziyun was slightly stunned, and the nebula stick in his hand was castrated. He bombarded the sword mercilessly, and the power of Xingyun spread.
"Crack the yellow spring!"
The sound of whispering suddenly sounded in Wang Yu's heart. When he practiced the sword, it split into two torrents of sword meaning. He directly avoided the nebula stick and cut from both sides to Shangguan Ziyun.
"Not good!" Shangguan Ziyun was shocked. He never thought that the sword idea could be divided. It was already difficult. At this time, it was even more troublesome.
But Shangguan Ziyun is an old student in the inner courtyard after all. Although he has been in the college for many years, his combat experience and skills are extremely sophisticated.
The internal force suddenly surged out without reservation. The light on the nebula stick was great, and the strong wind roared everywhere, as if the aura between heaven and earth had been stirred by him.
"Wang Yu, you are not my opponent." Shangguan Ziyun roared, and his body cleverly rushed through the gap between the two sword torrents. The nebula stick in his hand was held high and roared.
"You've underestimated me too much." Wang Yu's eyes twinkled and cut out two swords one after another. It was the soul breaking and soul cutting.
The sword is incomparably skilled. The sharp sword Qi cuts all the surrounding air. In the blink of an eye, it is together with the nebula stick.
However, although these two moves were powerful, they were not enough to see the Shangguan Ziyun at this time. The luster on the sword awn quickly faded down, as if it would be broken at any time.
"How can an ant shake a tree." Shangguan Ziyun laughed wildly, but at the next moment his look suddenly changed.
Wang Yu's left hand scratched on the blade of the sword. The blood instantly rendered the dark sword into a blood red color, and there was a flash in Wang Yu's eyes.
"Blood fountain!" the low voice sounded slowly, but the cold killing intention made Shangguan Ziyun tremble.
At a glance, I saw that the two separated sword torrents suddenly turned scarlet and bombarded him like a confluence.
The cold murderous sword Qi made Shangguan Ziyun finally show his fear. The cold sweat immediately wet his clothes. At this moment, he really felt death.
Although the power on the nebula staff was violent, it was dissolved by the two sword torrents, and the purple light on it disappeared.
However, at this time, the sword around him disappeared, and all the terrible pressure disappeared.
Looking at the cold young man in front of him suspiciously, there was a touch of doubt between his eyebrows, "why don't you kill me?"
Wang Yu's attack just now could kill him, but he didn't start at last.
"Bang!" Wang Yu's eyes flashed. He slapped his sword on Shangguan Ziyun's sword, knocked him to the ground, and the glittering sword tip pointed directly to the center of his eyebrows.
"Killing is not allowed in the inner court." Wang Yu said faintly. Indeed, killing in the inner court is absolutely not allowed, because this is not the outside Xuanwu domain after all.
If it were there, I'm afraid there would be no mercy at all.
Shangguan Ziyun stared at Wang Yu with resentment in his eyes. He wanted to fight back, but at this time, the efficacy of Zengqi pill had passed, and there was little force left. He was unable to fight again.
"You are not allowed to step into the new area in the future, otherwise the sword edge will not stop here." Wang Yu explored the long sword in his hand. Although he didn't touch his eyebrow, he was hurt by the sword meaning, and a trace of blood flowed out.
The cold feeling made Shangguan Ziyun feel his body tremble. He could clearly feel the sharp feeling from the long sword. If he was half an inch ahead, I'm afraid his head would be cut off.
"Remember what I said." Wang Yusen's cold voice echoed slowly in the hall, his long sword pointed at the ground and turned away.
That kind of Ziyun disciple stood in the same place and didn't dare to move at all, for fear of being killed by Wang Yu.
After leaving ziyunmen, Wang Yu's body quickly went in the direction of the new area, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Hoo..."
After seeing Wang Yu's figure disappear, they finally breathed a sigh of relief. The depressed atmosphere just now made them dare not even breathe.
"How's the sect leader?" Fang Quan came back first, quickly came to Shangguan Ziyun and helped him up.
"It's all right. It's just that the consumption is a little big. If you cultivate yourself, you can recover." Shangguan Ziyun glanced at him. Why didn't you see him when he was fighting just now.
"But Wang Yu is really terrible. Even you..." halfway through, he realized he had said something wrong and shut up quickly.
Shangguan Ziyun looked gloomily at the direction Wang Yu left, with a fierce flash in his eyes, "wait, your opponent is not me."
……
At this time, Wang Yu had left the range of ziyunmen, but did not directly return to the Xinsheng district. Instead, he found a remote place nearby and stopped.
"Puff..."
When he stopped, his eyebrows suddenly frowned, a mouthful of fresh blood vomited out, his face became pale, and his breath became disordered.