After Lu Xumiao burned all the power of his blood, his cultivation level rose from the fifth level of Tianwu to the sixth level of Tianwu. He forcibly suppressed the terrifying aura of the Boyi Knife and chased after Han Yu with a loud roar.
The vitality in Lu Xumiao's body was completely mobilized by him, and it kept pouring towards the Chiyan Sword in his hand. The sword glow on the Scarlet Flame Sword changed from ten feet to two feet, from two feet to three feet... It kept increasing sharply. When he was still three hundred feet away from Han Yu, the sword glow had grown to more than thirty feet. Long and looks terrifying.
Han Yu, who was three hundred feet away, felt the hot breath emanating from the Scarlet Flame Sword, making Han Yu feel like his body was about to ignite spontaneously.
Han Yu glanced back and looked at the dozens of feet long sword glow, Lu Xumiao clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, like a madman, he knew that Lu Xumiao was going to fight him desperately, ready to go. A sword is life and death.
If Han Yu's speed is faster than Lu Xumiao's, he can still escape, but Lu Xumiao has broken through the first stage again, and his speed is faster than Han Yu's. Han Yu can't get rid of him at all. The only way is to use the strongest state. Go to meet and see who will die in the end.
Han Yu's only advantage now is that he has the white dragon to travel, so he doesn't need to be distracted to think about how to fly. The white dragon kept changing its trajectory, delaying the meeting with Lu Xumiao. Han Yu put away the Boyi knife, holding the medicinal materials in both hands and refining them frantically.
Seeing that the medicinal herbs were quickly turned into fly ash in Han Yu's hands, Lu Xumiao's eyes widened. The speed of refining medicinal herbs was too fast, right
It took more than ten minutes to chase and escape, and the white dragon and Lu Xumiao had been circling the mountains. Lu Xumiao didn't attack Han Yu rashly. This time it was his strongest blow. If he couldn't kill Han Yu with one blow, he would also be exhausted, so he seemed very cautious.
However, although the speed of the white dragon is fast and its response is very sensitive, the distance between the two is always narrowing.
It didn't take long for the distance between the two to narrow to about one hundred and fifty feet, and they had already entered Lu Xumiao's attack range, but Lu Xumiao didn't shoot rashly.
In the distance, Jiang Lixuan and Ma Pingchuan were already attracted by the battle here. Looking at Lu Xumiao's flames rushing into the air, their hearts went wild and cold sweat poured down their foreheads.
Whether Han Yu can save the day, they don't know.
There are also many people in the Lu family who are watching. If Lu Xumiao wins, the crisis of the Lu family will be lifted. If Lu Xumiao loses, the Lu family will become the history of Jingzhou.
The two sides, not one person's heart is not tugging.
Suddenly, a terrifying killing intent rushed up the sky, and the Boyi Knife had appeared in Han Yu's hands.
Han Yu turned around and looked at Lu Xumiao, and the white dragon carried him away quickly.
“Whoosh whoosh…”
The vitality in Han Yu's body continuously turned into a line of qi pythons rushing out of the body and injected into the Boyi knife, and the blade light on the Boyi knife began to soar rapidly. It didn't take long for it to turn into more than twenty feet, which was breathtaking.
Although Han Yu's sword glow does not look as majestic as Lu Xumiao's sword glow, Han Yu's sword glow is blessed with dragon energy, making him more introverted.
When the distance was about forty feet, Lu Xumiao shot.
The Scarlet Flame Sword was in his hands, and he used it as a swordsman, holding the hilt in both hands and slashing down. The terrifying sword glow had the aura of cutting through the void, and the terrifying heat wave slammed into Han Yu one after another.
The white dragon stopped, Han Yu held the handle of the Boyi Knife in both hands, and slashed it diagonally against the sky, the black blade splintered the mountain and shattered the ground.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the world trembled. There are only two colors left between heaven and earth, red and black.
The red is dazzling, the black is deep; the red is like the collapse of the sea of fire, and the black is like the opening of hell.
"Boom rumble..."
The two colors collided, like thunderclouds colliding, and the spectators who were dozens of miles away felt the void trembling. No one could see who Han Yu and Lu Xumiao would win and who would lose. Where they were, the flames were boiling and the black air lingered.
"Brother Han, you have to hold on!"
Jiang Lixuan clenched his fists tightly, and cold sweat quietly slipped from his fingers.
"Grandpa, hold on!"
Lu Chenhao's eyes were red, and his body trembled involuntarily because of his nervousness.
Time passed quietly, and the wind swept the Quartet.
After a full ten minutes, the energy flow on the battlefield dissipated with the wind, and the picture everyone saw was thrilling.
The mountains collapsed, the ground exploded, rivers flowed backwards, and everything became empty. The place where Han Yu and Lu Xumiao fought, within a radius of three miles, was devastated and his face was completely disfigured.
Everyone's eyes began to look for the figures of Han Yu and Lu Xumiao in the ruins, and they swept them in a circle, only to see Lu Xumiao who was covered in bruises, and the Red Flame Sword, Boyi Sword, and Soul Swallowing Gourd scattered on the side, but there was no Han Yu. Even Han Yu's mount, the white dragon, disappeared without a trace.
Several masters in the Holy Kingdom of Xilai are all nervous, where is Han Yu? Could it be that in the aftermath of the explosion, it was already wiped out
Jiang Lixuan suddenly felt his head dizzy, and his body staggered back a few steps.
The blow just now, with the ability to destroy the sky and destroy the earth, blowing a person into ashes is not difficult at all.
"Oh oh oh… "
The people of the Lu Dynasty began to cheer, and some wept with joy.
Lu Qiongxiao, Lu Qiongxing, and Lu Chenhao breathed a long sigh of relief, tears quietly fell, and finally killed Han Yu, and the Lu family was finally saved from the disaster of annihilation.
“Whoosh whoosh…”
Three figures rushed over from three directions.
One is Jiang Lixuan, the other is Ma Pingchuan, and the other is Dark Demon Dragon.
The people of the Lu family were struck by lightning, Han Yu was dead, but Lu Xumiao's current situation was not good. On the side of the Xilai Holy Kingdom, there were two masters of the second level of Tianwu, a first-order heavenly beast. . Even without Han Yu, who can stop their edge? Lu Qiongxiao and Lu Qiongxing shouted one after another, and hurriedly rushed over.
At this moment, Lu Xumiao, who was lying on the ground, stood up slowly, his eyes swept in three directions, as cold as lightning, causing Jiang Lixuan, Ma Pingchuan, and the dark dragon to stop abruptly.
"Death!" Lu Xumiao didn't say much, only uttered one word. But this word is more moving than Jiutian Lei Ting.
The people of the Lu clan cheered again, shouting long live the old emperor, and the voice shook the sky.
Lu Xumiao walked over slowly and picked up the Scarlet Flame Sword. Although he was seriously injured now, his state of burning blood power has not dissipated, and he still maintains the sixth level of Tianwu.
The second-level Tianwu, the first-order beast, was no different from the ants in his eyes.
And he was also ready to kill all those who threatened the Lu Dynasty before he quit his state.
Lu Xumiao glanced at the Boyi Knife and the Spirit-Swallowing Gourd, and his eyes lit up. He picked it up, naturally tied the Soul-Swallowing Gourd to his belt, put the Boyi Knife in the Qiankun Bag, and then shot up to the sky towards the horse. Pingchuan killed.
"General Jiang, Dragon King, help me!" Ma Pingchuan shouted, he didn't have the courage to fight against Lu Xumiao alone.