My Seven Sisters Are Stunningly Beautiful (The Return of the Gods)

With each collision, Lu Yun gradually felt a heavy pressure. Wang Sinian's crazy attack seemed tireless, his sword intent became more and more fierce, and the power of the sword light gradually increased. His eyes were full of cruelty, as if he wanted to tear Lu Yun apart completely.

Lu Yun was shocked. He didn't expect Wang Sinian to have such a trump card. He didn't dare to be careless at all. He used all his strength to activate the thunder power in his body, trying to resist Wang Sinian's crazy attack.

However, as the battle continued, Lu Yun discovered that Wang Sinian's sword intent seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and every collision made him feel a strong shock. His body began to become unstable, and the gathering of thunder power became slow.

"Hahaha, Lu Yun, is this all you can do?" Wang Sinian couldn't help but laugh when he saw Lu Yun gradually showing signs of fatigue. He tightly grasped the long sword and swung out a sharp sword beam again, piercing straight at Lu Yun.

Lu Yun's heart tightened. He felt that this sword light was stronger than any previous one. He hurriedly urged the power of thunder to form a solid barrier to try to resist this attack.

However, when the sword light hit the barrier, Lu Yun felt an unprecedented impact. His body was shaken and retreated repeatedly, almost falling to the ground. He was shocked. He didn't expect Wang Sinian's strength to have improved to this extent.

"Wang Sinian, you are looking for death." Lu Yun's eyes were cold.

"Hmph, it's not certain who will die between us! The only one who will die will be you!" Wang Sinian's eyes flashed with madness, and he swung his sword to attack again.

"Kill me? Do you have that ability?"

Lu Yun sneered.

But there was no slacking at all.

He knew that this battle had become extremely difficult. He had to go all out to withstand Wang Sinian's crazy attack.

"Go to hell, die, die!!!" Wang Sinian's eyes were bloodshot, and in his sight dyed red by the blood mist, there was only Lu Yun's figure.

The two figures intertwined in the light again, and the sword light and thunder intertwined, making a deafening roar. The entire battlefield seemed to be shrouded by this power, and the people around felt a palpitation.

Lu Yun kept urging the power of thunder, trying to find Wang Sinian's flaws. However, Wang Sinian's sword intent seemed to be impeccable, and every attack made him feel more pressured.

This made him frown.

Now Wang Sinian has completely given up on defense, and is fighting in exchange for injury. Although he can fight with Wang Sinian in this way, he will inevitably be left with wounds of varying sizes in the end, which is not cost-effective.

Shen Yuanbao, who was standing by, also saw Lu Yun's predicament, and anxiously took out a compass from his storage bag. The compass emitted a faint light, and seemed mysterious.

"Brother Lu, take it!" Shen Yuanbao shouted and threw the compass to Lu Yun.

Lu Yun turned around when he heard the sound and saw the compass flying towards him. He reached out and caught it steadily. He felt the mysterious power emanating from the compass, and his heart moved, and he immediately understood Shen Yuanbao's intention.

"What a magic weapon!" Lu Yun exclaimed, and then activated the compass. The needle on the compass turned.

An invisible barrier appeared around him.

On the barrier, the green attribute gap law flows.

"Qiang!"

The long sword collided with the barrier, making a sound of metal clashing.

"what!"

When Wang Sinian saw this scene, his eyes widened instantly.

He turned his head and glared at Shen Yuanbao: "Fuck! You're interfering, right?! When I kill this thing, you'll be the next one!"

The pair of bloodshot eyes made Shen Yuanbao shiver, and the aura of the Golden Immortal instantly crushed towards Shen Yuanbao.

It felt like being stared at by a wild beast.

"Humph!"

A cold snort instantly made the aura disappear.

"Brother Lu?!" Shen Yuanbao looked up and saw that it was indeed Lu Yun.

After Lu Yun gave Shen Yuanbao a reassuring look, he glanced at Wang Sinian coldly: "Do you still have time to threaten Yuanbao?"

"Disperse!"

As he made some incantations, the compass began to glow with green light.

Wang Sinian felt an unprecedented crisis at the moment when Lu Yun made the spell and snorted coldly. He tried to withdraw his sword, but it was too late.

The barrier around Lu Yun was instantly shattered, and endless wind pressure was instantly released with him as the center.

It instantly swept across the entire battlefield. It was as fierce as a violent storm, squeezing and distorting the surrounding air.

Wang Sinian only felt an irresistible force rushing towards him. His body was suddenly knocked back several steps by the wind pressure and he almost fell to the ground.

The long sword in his hand was also shaking in the wind pressure, as if it would fly out of his hand at any time.

He held the sword tightly and used all his strength to stabilize his body. But even so, he could feel his internal energy fluctuating violently, as if it would lose control at any time.

The solid ground also began to vibrate violently under the influence of this wind pressure, and the pool water under the jade platform was rolled up to form whirlwinds that whizzed through the air.

Some weaker monks could not stand firmly in this wind pressure and were swept into the air by the strong wind.

"Help!"

"I'm dying! Someone please save me!"

"I don't want to rob anymore! I want to go home!!!"

For a moment, a wailing sound was heard in the air of the room, but now these people could hardly protect themselves, so how could they have the chance to care about others?

All they can do is call upon the protective Qi and feel the teeth-grinding crunching sound between the Qi and the wind pressure, which is terrifying.

This happened to all the monks, and naturally the other objects in the room were no exception. The moment they came into contact with the wind blade, they were shattered into powder. The entire room seemed to be trembling in this wind pressure, as if it would collapse at any time.

Wang Sinian stood in the center of the wind pressure, his face as pale as snow.

He felt his strength rapidly dissipating, as if he was being swallowed up by the wind pressure. He was terrified and knew that he was in a desperate situation.

"Ah."

Lu Yun sneered and said, "You can still hold on. I want to see how long you can hold on!"

"call--"

As Lu Yun finished speaking, the wind pressure seemed to increase a bit, and the surrounding airflow became more turbulent, like a mad dragon dancing wildly.

Xiong Feng stood not far away, his eyes sharp. With a wave of his hand, a transparent barrier quietly appeared, controlling the wind pressure around the jade platform and preventing it from spreading further.

"Interesting little guy." Xiong Feng raised his lips to smile.

Looking at the monks around him who were swept into the sky by the wind pressure, he casually waved his sleeves and saw those people being rescued.

"Thank you, Elder, for saving my life!" the monk hurriedly expressed his gratitude.

"Yeah." Xiong Feng nodded, his eyes more focused on Lu Yun.

He wanted to see what else this little guy could do.