Chapter 1030: Wind Tornado

Xiao Yu's expression was indifferent, and he appeared extremely calm and calm.

But Feng Yihan and Yigan's Fengshamen disciples were not calm.

"What's going on? This kid is terrible, right?"

Feng Yihan yelled angrily, and when he flipped his hand, a long sword appeared, which was a low-grade spiritual weapon.

His sword was slashed out immediately, and countless wind blades leaped out and turned into a blue-white sword net.

The sword net broke out with a dazzling light, and it swallowed a cool but sharp aura, like a giant storm blade, immediately shrouded in it.

This is already a Huang Pin's magical sword technique.

The sword net is large, and it drives the surrounding air. Everyone in the audience feels that their skin hurts for a while, and they are likely to tear each other.

Open the road forward.

The invisible oppression formed by the power of Fu broke the opponent's sword net in a destructive posture.

That arm, like a deep mountain raging tiger rushing to eat, raging to the mountains and forests, all the beasts gave in for it, and thousands of trees were bent for it.

"impossible!"

Then, Xiao Yu's hands, like steel and iron bones, grabbed Feng Yihan's long sword like lightning.

Feng Yihan's expression changed abruptly, that long sword was almost like cast iron, unable to move at all.

This kid is such a terrifying physical power!

"Wow!"

There was an uproar off the court.

Xiao Yu's hand is really terrifying.

In silence, he broke the opponent's supernatural powers, and caught the opponent's weapon even though he was still out of sight.

"Keng!"

Xiao Yu carried one hand on his back, his face dissatisfied with the color of ice cold.

"Spirit weapons in your hands are simply a waste."

Xiao Yu let out a cold drink, and his hands shook. Feng Yihan felt a terrifying force penetrated, and his tiger's mouth was immediately shattered, and his whole person took a few steps back.

Xiao Yu just tossed this spirit weapon away without any scruples at all, and once again slaughtered Feng Yihan.

The face of the disciple of the windshield door changed drastically. Is this kid going to kill him?

If Senior Brother Feng doesn't have a spiritual weapon in his hand, his advantage will definitely drop a lot!

Wu Shi's eyes narrowed, a kind of cold light slurping in his eyes.

Xiao Yu's combat effectiveness really exceeded his expectations, a kid in the late stage of the Real Pill Realm was so hidden.

The people in the audience were all secretly surprised for Xiao Yu, and grabbed the spirit weapon with their bare hands. Is this kid's hand made of steel?

When it was said that it was too late, Feng Yihan's face was pale when he saw Xiao Yu approaching him to kill him.

That hand just now really made him feel incredible.

"Don't think about it, kid!"

But anyway, he is ranked sixth in the windshield, how could he lose so easily?

There is no spirit weapon, but he has other means.

His hands were dancing quickly, and the light flashed from his body, and a tornado wind swept up from under his feet.

This is their unique magical power of the windshield door, some disciples of the windshield door were surprised when they saw it.

"Wind Tornado!"

"Brother Feng is going to show off!"

"Brother Feng is great, let this kid try the pain of being torn apart by the tornado!"

It was a supernatural power with a powerful tearing force, and Feng Yihan's hands were dancing faster and faster. In the end, the tornado turned around with Xiao Yu as the center.

"Junior Brother Xiao!"