Gu Yunzhe once again felt a heart-piercing pain, which spread throughout his body from his dark consciousness. He opened his eyes abruptly and looked at Wu Luo, who was not far away, with his eyes closed peacefully. Na Wuluo sat there with his neck straight and his back straight, and although he was covered by the silver-blue robe outside, he could still see a trace of delicate curves. She is so quiet, like a pool of spring water, fresh and clean, and delicate and silent. It is like a green mountain, deep and tenacious, and unattainable. After a moment's scrutiny, he closed his eyes again.

Facing Wu Luo, who was several times stronger than himself in the Meditation Consciousness Skill, Gu Yunzhe felt a little bitter in his heart, but also a little lucky. The bitter thing is that I have very little knowledge of this technique of the Spiritual Consciousness, and I have almost never been in contact with it, and the opponent who can use the Spiritual Consciousness as a means of attack does not know how to deal with it at all.

Fortunately, his body was tough enough, and the doomsday scales in the center of his eyebrows were able to block the Immortal Consciousness Giant Axe that Wu Luo had conjured, which was something he was surprised and glad about.

Hou Yi also saw the scene where Gu Yunzhe's consciousness was forced, and he sighed secretly in his heart, knowing Wu Luo's character, he was serious and tenacious, and he carried out orders without any discount. To put it bluntly, he was a little stubborn, he would rather take it in the straight than ask for it in the song, even Chang'e had no way to take him back then. Because of this, she was later given the title "Rakshasa Woman" by the people around her.

At this moment, although there is no formal restriction in this ring competition, there is a difference between victory and defeat. For the highly competitive Wu Luo, she will definitely go all out to win, because she can't tolerate defeat. It's not that she's domineering, but what she experienced as a child has created her character. After all, in the wilderness, failure is equal to death.

Wu Luo also had a lot of shock in his heart at this moment, although the giant axe that her Soul Consciousness turned into, although it split Gu Yunzhe's Soul Consciousness Shield, but at the center of his eyebrows, it actually conjured up a colorful light cluster, blocking his giant axe and making it impossible to enter. Moreover, Gu Yunzhe's learning ability also surprised her. In such a short period of time, from a mass of flesh-like existence, a shield that seemed extremely ugly was condensed, but it was able to resist some of his own attacks.

However, Wu Luo did not stop because of this, but continued to transform a waning moon scythe and cut towards Gu Yunzhe's spiritual consciousness.

Gu Yunzhe saw hope from the doomsday scales, and his consciousness turned into a cyclone and rushed out. Wrap Vuro's scythe in an attempt to break her scythe.

Wu Luo's scythe did pause, but it was only for a moment, and then it split into two and became a double blade. With a sudden force, Gu Yunzhe's consciousness was cut off from the middle.

The pain that pierced his heart surged again, this time more intensely, the pain made his whole body tremble, and after the doomsday scales that quickly retracted from the center of his eyebrows,

Wu Luo also opened his eyes, looked at Gu Yunzhe who was covered in cold sweat, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, showing a sneer, and then closed his eyes again.

Gu Yunzhe's meditation consciousness hid in the center of his eyebrows for a short time, and he rushed out at one time. This time, the gray of the consciousness deepened, and it seemed that it was mixed with some other powers. This time, he conjured up a gray-black broadsword. The blade of the knife is slender and long, about two feet wide, and the tip of the knife in front is a sharp obtuse angle, the shape is similar to his black knife.

Wu Luo looked at Gu Yunzhe's big knife, snorted coldly, disapplied, brandished his scythe, and swept over.

"Boom!" The two knives collided together, and a huge gap appeared on Gu Yunzhe's big knife, which was embedded in Wu Luo's sickle, but it was not shortened, which made him more confident, "I didn't expect that integrating demonic qi into the dark consciousness would have such power!" ”

It turned out that his meditation consciousness shrank in the center of his eyebrows for a moment, and he instantly thought of his hidden black mist. These black fogs were once used by themselves to resist the attacks of spiritual objects, and they could also conjure up various weapons and spirits. It used to be used as the main force to protect itself, and it was often used. At this moment, I thought that the defensive ability of the black mist was very similar to Wu Luo's Spiritual Illusion weapon. The slight difference is that Wu Luo's consciousness is an outward illusion, and his own black fog can only be within the black fog, transforming various weapons. However, it could not appear with the mind in the first place.

At this moment, forced by the situation, in order to be able to fight against Wu Luo's Immortal Consciousness Giant Axe, he had to mobilize a trace of demonic energy and integrate into the Immortal Consciousness. To his surprise, there was no rejection between the two, which made him happy, and he had the courage to rush out again.

It turned out that since the demonic qi in the body was dispersed by Houqing, those demonic qi and the hidden black mist in his body fused together. All the black fog belonged to him. The phenomenon of rejection from one's own meditation is now gone.

Gu Yunzhe looked at his big knife, which was cut into by Wu Luo's scythe little by little, and there was still two-thirds of the depth, and it would be cut off again by Wu Luo's scythe. He couldn't let his newly raised hope be shattered again, so he hurriedly mobilized the demonic energy in his body and quickly integrated into his dark consciousness.

In between, Fang Cai's meditation consciousness was only dark gray, and the speed visible to the naked eye turned dark cyan and purple-brown. With the change of the color of the consciousness, Wu Luo saw that the gap on the opponent's long knife, which had been broken by his own sickle, was slowly recovering.

Wu Luo knew that Gu Yunzhe had mobilized other forces in his body, so that the power of his contemplation could compete with him. Although she didn't know what kind of method Gu Yunzhe used, she could guess that it was a demonic qi coming out of the big knife in front of her. It's just that this demonic qi can be fused with the other party's spiritual consciousness, which makes her a little surprised.

What the two of them didn't know was that Gu Yunzhe's consciousness was transformed into a demonic qi because it was integrated, and it was visible to the naked eye. Not far away, standing on the steps, the people who were watching the battle showed a look of shock, looking at the purple-brown big knife in front of Gu Yunzhe, and they were secretly discussing in their hearts, what kind of exercise is this.

And the Yellow Emperor and Shao Hao, when they saw Gu Yunzhe's spiritual consciousness that was integrated into the demonic qi, although there was also a look of surprise in their eyes, they did not show it on their faces. The two recognized it at that time, Gu Yunzhe's secret consciousness was full of demonic energy. It's just that the two of them are also very puzzled, what method does this demonic qi use to fuse with Gu Yunzhe's spiritual consciousness.

At this moment, in the eyes of others, the two of them, who were originally just sitting, have now become Gu Yunzhe's solo dance. After all, Wu Luo's secret knowledge is still not seen by outsiders.

Wu Luo didn't intend to stalemate with Gu Yunzhe, and within his mind, he once again conjured up a broad-backed broadsword. The big knife only has a blade part, no handle, and a crescent-shaped blade. The whole body is transparent, the light is shining, and it is much larger than the scythe. Like lightning, it slashed towards Gu Yunzhe's other side.

Gu Yunzhe had already seen the big knife slashing from the other side, and in a hurry, he suddenly pulled his long knife to block Wu Luo's big knife. It's just that he didn't pay attention to it, Wu Luo's scythe was still embedded in his long knife, and he suddenly pulled Wu Luo's scythe aside.

"Bang!" A muffled sound rang out in the school grounds. The faces of everyone around him changed. Only then did they realize how fierce the competition between the two was.

Wu Luo saw his double swords, which were resisted by Gu Yunzhe at the same time, and snorted coldly in his heart, and changed his moves again. Raising the double swords, and when Gu Yunzhe thought he was slashing again, a long sword rushed out between the two knives, stabbing Gu Yunzhe in the chest.

Seeing that long sword coming here, Gu Yunzhe cried in his heart, after all, he had just realized that some of the skills of manipulating the Spiritual Consciousness could not be compared with Wu Luo, a strong man who had been studying for many years. He hurriedly swung his long knife and unswiped it.

The corners of Wu Luo's mouth curled slightly, and he snorted coldly, and the two knives held high above instantly transformed into long swords and stabbed downward.

"Bang! Bang ......" There was another muffled sound, and while Gu Yunzhe pushed the long sword away, his shoulder was stabbed by the two long swords, but it didn't pierce into his body. However, he felt that where he was stabbed in the shoulders, there were two sharp forces that penetrated through his skin and into his body.

Wu Luo's brows also furrowed at this time, he didn't expect Gu Yunzhe's body to be so strange, and his own spiritual sense couldn't penetrate it. "Could it be that the clothes outside his body can block the consciousness?" Although she thought so in her heart, her meditation consciousness did not hesitate at all. The two swords had already been withdrawn, and with Fang Cai's long sword, the three swords flew up and down, launching a rapid attack on Gu Yunzhe.

And Gu Yunzhe brandished a long knife to encourage resistance. He also wanted to conjure up more weapons, but helplessly, when he originally controlled the hidden black mist, that feeling of being handy, could not be used at all at this moment. Fortunately, this long knife is tough enough now, and in the face of Wu Luo's several long swords, there is no need to consider being cut by the other party.

The people standing in front of the main hall saw a gray big knife in front of Gu Yunzhe, flying up and down, blocking left and right, the speed was so fast, all the knife shadows were almost connected together, covering the whole body.

Tai Feng pushed a civil official wearing a turban on the side, "Lord Limu, what do you think of this mortal boy's moves. ”

The civil official force herded his hair down, "General Taifeng, I am a civil official, and I am only familiar with martial arts, so I can't see it at all." However, this son can use a knife to be so airtight, which shows that his martial arts realm is not low. ”

Tai Feng looked at Li Mu, and his words showed surprise, "Hehe, Lord Li Mu has good eyesight." Indeed, this son's martial arts realm is not low. Even if I face it, I'm afraid I will only be able to tie it. Moreover, from this move, I have seen some moves that are different from those of Huaxia, like the techniques of Southwest Buddhism. ”

"Oh? There are even Buddhist techniques. I heard that they are very good at studying the vajra physique, and with the vajra physique, they have created a huge number of martial arts techniques, and most of them are known for their fierceness. When you say that, I really see some clues. Li Mu began to pay attention to Gu Yunzhe's move changes, which did make him see some shadows of Buddhism.

At this moment, Gu Yunzhe's long knife suddenly slammed down, and then quickly rushed out.

"Boom!" A loud bang far exceeded the previous one, ringing in everyone's ears.

Looking at Wu Luo, who was sitting opposite Gu Yunzhe, his whole body shook violently, leaving a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.