Lu Yu didn't move, and then the floating nine-tooth ships behind him, and the spirit stone cannons on them were lit up one by one.
The mighty spiritual energy was poured into the spirit stone cannon in an instant, and surges of spiritual energy permeated all directions.
The expression of the middle-aged man who rushed to the ring and was called "Uncle Nian" changed.
"Shuzi, how dare you!"
Uncle Nian grabbed Wei Qingfeng and wanted to leave the ring.
But at the same time, all the spirit stone cannons roared at the same time.
The bright light of the spirit stone cannon pierced the sky in an instant, came close to the two of them, and bombarded them hard.
Uncle Nian's face changed drastically, and he immediately crushed the ring in his hand, and immediately surrounded him with a tyrannical sword intent.
"That's the world master level sword intent!"
"It seems that Wei Qingfeng can't die this time. With the intention of the sword of the master level, it will be very difficult to hurt him anyway."
Many elders let out a long sigh, but it was within the acceptable range.
After all, their Wei family has lost, but the Zhang family has won three games in a row.
Now that the two sides are in a draw, if Lu Yu really has the ability to win to the end, their Zhang family will really take advantage of it.
"I said before that I will fulfill Wei Qingfeng's death wish. You can't stop it."
Lu Yu waved again.
Over the sky above Uncle Nian and Wei Qingfeng, a huge battleship suddenly appeared again.
"Why do you still have it? How strong is your soul power?" Uncle Nian felt his scalp tingling for a while.
Such a method of condensing formation requires at least the soul of the peak Xuanxian to support it.
However, judging from Lu Yu's current expression, it seems that he still has more strength, and there is no sign of being unable to do what he wants at all.
This is a bit scary.
Where is his limit?
Before Uncle Nian came to his senses, an astonishing spirit stone cannon exploded from the battleship in the sky.
His target was Wei Qingfeng who was behind Uncle Nian in an instant.
Boom¡ª¡ª
The light of the Lingshi cannon flashed across, and the sword energy surrounding Wei Qingfeng was instantly swept away.
Wei Qingfeng's whole body was directly shattered, turning into a cloud of blood mist and filling the air.
A smear of blood splashed on Uncle Nian's face, making his entire face look extraordinarily hideous.
"you!"
Uncle Nian pointed at Lu Yu and stared at him.
He came up to save people, but Lu Yu had no intention of stopping until he killed Wei Qingfeng.
"He never said surrender. Since he is still in the ring, it means he still wants to fight."
Lu Yu looked at Uncle Nian: "Why, are you the formation master in the fifth competition?"
Seeing Lu Yu's gaze, Uncle Nian froze.
Even the dozens of nine-tooth warships behind Lu Yu have given him a very oppressive pressure.
Although he erupted the hidden world lord-level secret treasure just now, although the erupted sword energy protected Wei Qingfeng, it still failed to block the impact of the spirit stone cannon.
Even the sword energy of the world master level cannot be blocked, let alone himself.
"Okay, Uncle Nian, go down. This fifth round, I will do it."
Under the arena, Wei Mengting suddenly spoke.
Hearing Wei Mengting's words, Uncle Nian seemed to be faintly relieved, and immediately jumped off the ring.
"Miss, you have to be extremely careful, this kid is a bit weird." Uncle Nian reminded him.
Wei Mengting waved her hand and said lightly: "It's okay, I have my own measure."
After finishing speaking, she raised her foot and walked onto the ring. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com