The whole audience did not expect that Xiao Yu would go on a rampage, but when Xiao Yu ran away, everyone was shocked.

Incomparably vast breath, at that moment, suddenly swept out.

Like a library full of vast sea of books, all the books are opened at the same time, which makes people feel calm and really feel like a drop in the ocean.

This is the temperament of Fu and the most fundamental force of Fu.

This kind of power is not as violent as the power of thunder and lightning, nor as hot as the power of fire, nor is it full of sonorous gas of weapons.

The power of Fu is a kind of innate power, which is a kind of breath of inaction, which is made from the inside, with a kind of understanding and understanding of Tao.

At the moment of the outbreak, Dong Hua and other disciples were the first to be shocked.

"This How can it be! "

Yes, it's familiar and strange.

Familiar, that's because it is obviously the breath of the force, and they still feel it in Yin Bai and the elders.

Strange, that is because of this kind of breath, even they did not reach this level at all!

"It's Micro!"

Dong Hua's pupil suddenly shrinks, can't be wrong, this kind of breath, has reached the carefree Fu third layer, the subtle breath!

Back to the battlefield, Xiao Yu's speed is really too fast, such as the angry dragon out to sea, in the blink of an eye can devour the enemy.

Li Xing's face suddenly changed.

At this moment, he felt as if he were in the middle of the ocean, and was about to be devoured by a dragon.

That kind of feeling made him feel like he fell into the deep sea, and any struggle was useless.

"No! No way

Li Xing cried out, but when he reacted and wanted to be ready to attack, it was late.

When the light and shadow suddenly swept over, there was a bright light, and the moonlight suddenly exploded. One of Xiao Yu's palms, as if protruding out of the void, landed on Li Xing's chest in an instant.

"Boom

"Pooh

Li Xing screamed, the whole person was blown up dozens of meters, chest depression down three inches, even viscera are spit out.

Light and shadow disappear, the wind around, rotating dust, Xiao Yu Long hair fluttering, look cool, the whole person like a sharpened pen, straight, not close.

Quiet, the whole competition field becomes silent.

Looking at the students, they were shocked by the wind.

The young man of xiaoyaomen suddenly appeared, with the power of a sudden burst of his hand, he even directly injured Li Xing!

That palm, not too big breath fluctuation, lengthy, vast, let people feel like unreal, as if it is not true at all.

However, it was such a slap that Li Xing could not fight back.

Worthy of the quiet if the virgin, move if off the tiger!

Dong Hua and others opened their mouths wide.

Is this the real strength of zhenzhuan disciples?

How could it be so horrible!?

What kind of talent is that?

This is just half a year's time, has already understood the carefree Fu third level, enters the micro realm!

Xiao Yu's face is indifferent, like a white jade statue, without any expression fluctuation.

This is the temperament and power bestowed on him by Xiaoyao Fu.

He slowly walked towards Li Xing, and those disciples of the wind shield door suddenly turned pale.

Is this kid still human?

It's the same level! Why do they feel so far away!?

"Senior brother Li!" After seeing this, several disciples immediately raided it. However, the next scene surprised the people around biwutai.

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