Huangfu Yunyu, who didn't see the situation clearly, fell forward under Lu Shaoyi's hard pull.

How could Lu Shaoyi let go of such an opportunity, his palms were already shining, and the spiritual power condensed to the extreme was embedded in his hands, and his big hands seemed to be bigger out of thin air.

Huangfu Yunyu's mind was still in the horror of the previous moment, and Lu Shaoyi's cold drink came into his ears.

"Tidal Palm!"

Lu Shaoyi slapped out his palm without hesitation, and the swift palm brought out a strong wind.

Huangfu Yunyu, who reacted, was stunned, and the thought flashed in his mind, knowing that he could no longer dodge, so he had to shake his body, slightly to one side, and avoid the vital position.

As a result, Lu Shaoyi's palm that was originally hit in the heart of Huangfu Yunyu finally deviated from its position due to Huangfu Yunyu's timely response, but it still hit Huangfu Yunyu's body.

Lu Shaoyi's terrifying physical power coupled with the acquired triple spiritual power was superimposed to exert a powerful and incomparable power, and the Emperor Fu Yunyu, who was the seventh cultivator of the day after tomorrow, couldn't resist it, and was slapped away by Lu Shaoyi's palm like a tattered.

Huangfu Yunyu, who flew out upside down, only felt a huge force that shook the qi and blood in his body, and constantly used the spiritual power of the Spirit Sea to suppress it.

"What kind of strange force is this?" Huangfu Yunyu was shocked.

Suddenly, Huangfu Yunyu's expression changed, becoming cold and indifferent, and when his feet hit the ground, he was on the ground, but his body did not hesitate at all, and he shot away.

When his body was only a few meters away from Lu Shaoyi, Huangfu Yunyu left his feet off the ground, jumped in the air three or four meters high, and performed his air steps in time.

"If this is all your strength, then you can die, Dragon Breaker!"

Huangfu Yunyu shook the spear in his hand, and the spiritual power at the tip of the spear formed a vortex of spiritual power like a match, with a surging momentum, slamming down on Lu Shaoyi under him.

"Hmm, didn't it cause him a little harm?" Lu Shaoyi was stunned, and his face couldn't help but become a little solemn.

The opponents he had encountered in the past, after receiving a palm or punch from him with all his might, were all seriously injured, even if Huangfu Yunyu's strength was strong, it was only the cultivation of the seventh day after tomorrow, and at least it would leave a slight injury, but in fact, Huangfu Yunyu didn't seem to have any signs of injury, but it also aroused the anger in his heart, which made Lu Shaoyi puzzled.

"......"

Lu Shaoyi had time to think about it in the future, and he could see the ferocity of Huangfu Yunyu's move, and without thinking, he suddenly drew his sword.

The Thorn Spring Sword, a spiritual weapon in the human rank, seemed to have come to life spiritually, and under the infusion of Lu Shaoyi's spiritual power, the surface of the sword body shone with a fierce light.

"Ethereal Sword Technique!"

Lu Shaoyi raised his eyebrows, and slashed out with a sword in the air on his head, blocking the heavy blow of the spear that Huangfu Yunyu broke through the air.

"Boom!"

The two powerful forces of-for-tat collided violently in an instant, and the air between the two was suddenly squeezed, bursting out a powerful air current, pouring out in all directions, and the surrounding fallen leaves and dust were everywhere.

"Hmph! It's just that you have brute strength, and you still want to resist my shot, you really don't know whether you live or die!"

After snorting heavily, the spiritual power in the Imperial Spirit Sea of Huangfu Yun surged out of his body without money, wrapped around the surface of his body, and emitted a blazing spiritual light.

Under the control of Huangfu Yunyu, the spiritual power of the whole body frantically poured into the spear.

"What a deep spiritual power!"

Lu Shaoyi suddenly felt pressure, and his solemn face turned into a look of panic.

"Could it be that he is still hiding his strength?"

Lu Shaoyi's mind was in a hurry, but he had no strength to spare, under the pressure of Huangfu Yunyu's continuous spiritual power, the Thorn Spring Sword seemed to be unable to withstand it and deformed, bending into a semi-circular arc.

"Poof!"

After all, Lu Shaoyi couldn't suppress the qi and blood in his body like waves, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, sprinkling in the air to form a brilliant blood mist, and his body was also knocked away a few meters behind him at the same time.

Qin Xing, who was watching on the side, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and broke out in a cold sweat for Lu Shaoyi. Although Lu Shaoyi's strength is far beyond his own, it seems that Huangfu Yunyu's strength is even stronger.

"It's not over yet, Finger Sword!"

When Lu Shaoyi's upside-down figure had not yet stood firm, Huangfu Yunyu let out a low shout, and between the shaking of his body, he took advantage of the situation and condensed an angular sword with his two fingers together.

The sword light is as powerful as the substance, and it can be seen that it is not weaker than ordinary human-level spiritual weapons.

Lu Shaoyi's mind was suffocated, a sense of palpitations crept into his heart, his solemn expression was as cold as water, and there was an invisible killing intent brewing in his eyes.

Staring at Huangfu Yunyu's fatal blow [Finger Sword], Lu Shaoyi quickly adjusted his breathing, and after calming his mind, his eyes burst out with a breathtaking essence.

Regarding Lu Shaoyi's abnormal behavior, Huangfu Yunyu instinctively had a bad premonition.

Suddenly, Lu Shaoyi's figure flickered, like a ghostly light bursting forward, his wrist turned, and his sword pointed forward.

"......"

The tip of the Thorn Spring Sword pierced the air in front of it, and the melodious sound of the sword roar spread like a ripple.

"Rhythm of the rain, rain thorns!"

The spiritual power in Lu Shaoyi's body was like a mountain torrent erupting, and the momentum of the whole person became extremely sharp in an instant.

"What?"

As Lu Shaoyi's deep voice came into his mind, Huangfu Yunyu felt a storm in his heart, feeling an unprecedented crisis from Lu Shaoyi's sword, but he didn't expect that only Lu Shaoyi, who had been cultivated three times the day after tomorrow, could suddenly burst out with such a rapid speed.

Huangfu Yunyu was caught off guard, and Lu Shaoyi's Thorn Spring Sword had already reached his abdomen, which was where the martial artist's spiritual sea was located.

The two most vulnerable places for a warrior, one of them is the throat, and the other is the spiritual sea under the abdomen.

Once the spiritual sea is pierced, no matter how high the cultivation is, it is useless, and it can only be slaughtered by others.

I saw that the moment the Thorn Spring Sword touched Huangfu Yunyu's abdomen, the tip of the sword shone brightly, and a powerful and incomparable force was like a raindrop smashing on a stone from a high altitude, bursting open, almost a tiny cannonball.

"Boom!"

A loud sound was like thunder, and Huangfu Yunyu's body was instantly bounced out by this force.

It can be said that Lu Shaoyi blocked all his hopes on this sword.

This move [Rain Thorn] drained at least half of his spiritual power in the spiritual sea, and the arm that drew the sword was paralyzed and sore, and there was a feeling of weakness coming from his body.

"What kind of sword move is this? Ethereal Sword Technique? No, I've seen all the sword moves of the Ethereal Sword Technique, and I don't have this stab. Qin Xing on the side had a strange look in his eyes.

The [Rain Thorn] used by Lu Shaoyi seems to be similar to the ethereal sword technique in terms of technique, but it is more subtle and unfathomable than the sword moves of the ethereal sword technique.

"Anyway, Huangfu Yunyu has taken the sword of Shaoyi, and he will be seriously injured if he doesn't die, right?"

Qin Xing said secretly, even if he didn't face Lu Shaoyi's [Rain Thorn] just now, he still felt the piercing killing intent from the sword that Lu Shaoyi swung just now. In all fairness, if you were to be yourself, there would be no chance of survival.

"That's not right!"

Lu Shaoyi's expression was erratic, and he had a different feeling, as if the [rain thorn] just now had hit the quagmire, instead of a flesh and blood body.