Wan Wujiang directly made Yu Chihong lose the battle, and also made him disqualified from participating in the follow-up competition.

"Wanwujiang, you are so ruthless!"

The elder of the Spirit Martial Sect said sharply.

Wan Wujiang ignored him at all, and walked out of the ring on his own.

The crowd at Vientiane Villa erupted in cheers.

Qin Yan's face changed slightly, he didn't expect that Wan Wujiang would take such a fierce path.

But he was not given more time to think, because the second match had already begun.

The Liyang family's Lu Mingyun is fighting against Ling Wuya of the Snow Shadow Gate.

The two walked into the ring in turn.

Lu Mingyun's appearance attracted countless cheers, because this, after all, was the home of the Liyang family.

However, Lu Mingyun passed through what happened in the mirror, but he didn't dare to relax his vigilance against the people of the Snow Shadow Gate.

He will never forget the strange techniques used by that terrible man.

Ling Wuya was dressed in black, he still didn't show his head, but covered his body with a wide cloak.

His entire body was like a black hole, absorbing all the light around him, which caused the space around his body to be strangely distorted.

The Snow Shadow Sect had the least number of people, and all of them were wearing black cloaks, and the entire sect exuded a gloomy and cold aura, making everyone else dare not approach a single bit.

Lu Mingyun clenched his fists slightly, and said politely, "Please also ask Senior Brother Ling for advice." ”

"This is not advice, since you are in the ring, you must be ready to die!"

Ling Wuya's voice was low and hoarse, but it carried a breath of death.

Lu Mingyun didn't dare to be careless, and immediately used his spirit treasure, which was a silver-white sword, and on the sword body, there was a silver Jiao.

Injecting his spiritual power into it, the silver Jiao flew out directly and surrounded Lu Mingyun.

Jiao's aura is even more powerful than Lu Mingyun's, and he has the triple cultivation of the Qi Transformation Realm.

Lu Mingyun directly swung his sword, and the silver Jiao directly turned into a streamer, and his tail smashed towards Ling Wuya.

Ling Wuya's body didn't make any movement, allowing the silver Jiao's tail to sweep away.

Yin Jiao's tail slammed into Ling Wuya's body, but it didn't cause any damage to him, but instead passed directly through his body and smashed into the ring.

Ling Wuya still stood there quietly, as if he didn't belong to this space.

"How can there be such a weird exercise!"

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

If he can't do any damage, then, he's already invincible.

"It was he who directly transformed his body and the dark space at the moment of being attacked, and this transformation can only last for a breath, but it is completely enough."

Forget the rain but said lightly.

"Sure enough, it's those people, only they have this weird exercise." Mo Xue also said.

"Them?"

Qin Yan had heard the two of them mention "them" many times, but he didn't know who they were.

"They are the most evil and terrible beings in this world."

There was a hint of fear on Forgotten Rain's face.

Qin Yan was not puzzled at all, because he had never heard of such an existence.

When he wanted to ask again, Forget Yu and Mo Xue had stopped talking.

On the ring, Lu Mingyun had already used a variety of exercises in a row, but he couldn't do any damage to Ling Wuya.

Lu Mingyun's face showed a hint of impatience, and he didn't expect that the other party would be so difficult.

His attacks were completely in the void, and the feeling of detachment made his whole body seem to be separated from his body.

"What should I do?"

At this time, more than half of his spiritual power had been consumed, but it did not produce any effect.

"No matter, fight!"

Lu Mingyun gritted his teeth, he directly inserted the sword on his shoulder, and the blood flowed down the sword to Yinjiao.

The silver phantom of the blood of the Lu Shenyun that was absorbed became more and more condensed at this time.

And in Yinjiao's mouth, a blue light had already condensed and formed.

"Liyang Jiaolong Technique, Blue Mist"

That blue light turned into a blue mist in the sky, directly enveloping Ling Wuya.

"Now, I'll see how you dodge!"

Lu Mingyun said darkly.

The blue mist carried a fishy aura, it was the poison of the silver jiao, and the entire space seemed to be corroded by this blue mist and made a big hole.

And Ling Wuya finally moved.

His body was like a ghost, and he stepped out of the range of the blue mist in one step.

However, at this time, he was reckless, and Lu Mingyun's attacks also followed.

"Liyang Jiaolong Technique, Shen Yin."

Lu Mingyun's body directly blurred, and the whole person disappeared into the air, leaving only the silver Jiao, frantically attacking Ling Wuya.

Ling Wuya stretched out his pale hands, and a pitch-black knife appeared, and the knife seemed to have magical power, cutting off Yin Jiao's head with a single sword.

However, Yinjiao was a demon spirit, and it quickly recovered again, although it became a little transparent, but it still rushed up for the first time.

"Snow Shadow kills, vain."

Ling Wuya finally said these words.

Behind him, a black phantom appeared, and that phantom was like a mass of ink floating in the water, with no substance, just a thick darkness.

With the swing of the black magic knife in his hand, countless black silk threads flew out directly and stabbed fiercely into Yinjiao's body.

Those black were like blood-sucking leeches, directly attached to his silver Jiao's body, and in its mournful sound, it pulled into the black phantom.

The black phantom rolled a few times, but the silver Jiao had disappeared.

At this moment, Lu Mingyun's body flashed out of the air.

A spike in his hand stabbed the back of Ling Wuya's head fiercely.

Ling Wuya turned around at this moment, and the spikes turned into piercing his throat.

Lu Mingyun was overjoyed, the speed of the spikes did not change, and killing intent had flashed in his eyes.

But at this time, he saw a hint of ridicule from the corner of Ling Wuya's mouth.

At the moment when his spikes were about to pierce Ling Wuya's throat, Lu Mingyun found that his body was unable to move.

The spikes quietly stopped on Ling Wuya's throat, and as long as they moved forward an inch, they could pierce his throat.

But at this distance, Lu Mingyun's body was no longer able to move.

His shadow slowly rose to the ground, turning into Ling Wuya's appearance.

"This is the so-called genius!"

Ling Wuya sighed, as if he was deeply disappointed.

In the next moment, a black spike directly pierced Lu Mingyun's lower back.

Lu Mingyun's body twisted and fell to the ground in pain.

"Shadow Sting!"

Qin Yan saw the exercises used by Ling Wuya at this time.