Chapter 1481: Muyi Thousand Blades (Part 1)

It seemed that Lu Guobin was really angered by Xiao Yu.
Holding Bai Yao in his hand, he turned into a bright sharp light, and he just stabbed it.
What's strange is that Li Mang spun around like a whirlwind, and the surrounding heaven and earth spirit power seemed to be pulled over, strangling it with a large swiveling momentum.
"The whirlwind white silk!"
Lu Guobin yelled violently, and he was using a land-like magical sword technique.
Seeing this scene, every face was slightly moved.
"Lv Guobin used killer moves as soon as he came up, and he still had supernatural powers. It seems that Haotianzong has already moved to kill Xiao Yu." He Zhonghao squinted his eyes and analyzed.
Clear Sky School finally took advantage of the 20 to 30 years to rise up. Although outsiders did not understand why Clear Sky School rose so quickly, anyone knew that what had already been obtained could not be easily let out again.
Water flows to low places, and people go to high places. Every sect is like this.
Xiaoyaomen finally became the bottom of the seven sects, and Fengshimen certainly didn't want to see Xiaoyaomen surpass them again.
Therefore, Lu Guobin used such a powerful killer as soon as he came up, and He Zhonghao was happy to see it.
Killing this boy early also saved a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Feeling the powerful sword style of the other party constantly magnifying in his own eyes, Xiao Yu's gaze suddenly flashed.
"The attack is good, but if you want to kill me like this, it's a bit early!"
Xiao Yu didn't even retreat but moved forward. With a grip of his hand, the power of the soul suddenly condensed into a cyan three-foot green front, which was entirely a long sword condensed from the soul of Lin attribute.
"Shoo!"
Xiao Yu danced the Qingfeng long sword in his hand. The life forest attribute of Xiao Yu was not good at attacking. At the same time when the Qingfeng long sword was swung, there was not too much sword intent, and some just made people feel spring breeze. Face, full of vitality.
Xiao Yu immediately swung a turquoise sword shroud in front of him.
"Huh! Try to stop me with the power of the soul? I'll hurt your foundation!"
Lu Guobin sneered, his arm shook, and the white whirlwind Bai Ling suddenly penetrated Xiao Yu's sword cover.
After all, fighting completely with the power of the soul is equivalent to facing an attack with a formation method, which is very easy to affect the soul, and this is also one of the weak points of the formation mage.
But Xiao Yu didn't care in his eyes. When the opponent's sword style penetrated Xiao Yu's sword cover, suddenly countless cyan air currents swarmed around him, once again condensed into a sword cover, blocking Lu Guobin's forward.
"Hundred-legged insects die but are not stiff!" Lu Guobin and Meng Heng said, his mind urged, and once again waved three whirlwind white silk.
The power of the soul is ubiquitous and everywhere. If Xiao Yu is the center, it can be said that this place is Xiao Yu’s main battlefield. Because of the special nature of the soul, the power of the soul itself is like a stretch of sea. The urging, although there is no momentum of a landslide or a tsunami, it is also shrouded in a radius.
"Good job! Muyi Qianblade!"
Xiao Yu's Qingfeng suddenly turned into three blue sword lights, and suddenly rushed out, directly facing Lu Guobin's three sword styles.
Seeing this scene, Lu Guobin looked disdainful: "The fluorescent fire, break it for me!"
"Boom boom!"
Accompanied by a loud shout from him, his three white whirlwinds, Bai Ling, immediately smashed Xiao Yu's cyan sword aura to pieces, and immediately came up towards Xiao Yu.
At this point, the corners of Xiao Yu's mouth raised slightly...