Unfortunately, the colorful sea beads are still hidden in Zhu Lingwu's left sleeve storage bag, and even if they can be used, Zhu Lingwu will not dare to use them.

Not to mention that it will make people see through the level of this treasure, even if the power of the colorful sea beads is so powerful that Zhu Lingwu dares not use it in such a ring battle.

Zhu Lingwu has not yet been able to figure out what the colorful sea beads have. Anyway, he knew that the spiritual light emitted by the colorful sea beads can boil the spiritual power in the bodies of other monks, and the consequences are really difficult to control.

Zhu Lingwu didn't know how to limit the power of its aura, so he couldn't control whether the aura would die after it shone on others.

This is a ring battle, not a real life-and-death showdown between monks!

So Zhu Lingwu, who had hidden his strongest methods, could only find other ways to get close to Yu Siyuan. In fact, since participating in this sect competition, Zhu Lingwu felt that he had really gained a lot of practical experience.

When Zhu Lingwu fought with other monks in the past, even when facing foundation-building monks, he basically did not rely on his own strength. He either drove the five Xuanming ghost heads or used the Hundred Ghosts Marine Banners, and almost no one needed to do it himself.

Perhaps, Zhu Lingwu's most commonly used is to use his talented magical power to control currents, and use the natural current control of heaven and earth as his own attack method, but this is just once or twice.

And there are almost no times when Zhu Lingwu really needs to use his means to fight with people.

To be honest, when Zhu Lingwu really felt a little guilty when he really walked on the arena for the first time. But as the rings came one after another, Zhu Lingwu gradually became confident.

Now Zhu Lingwu found that if he really encountered an opponent, he would have some confidence in fighting with his own strength. He would not always think of driving ghost slaves like the Hundred Ghosts Marine Banners and other ghost slaves to help him fight.

In particular, he seemed extremely skilled in controlling the arc-long whip released by the Chi Lei Ring. This special electric magic weapon was no longer just a magic weapon that released the thunder in his palm, but indeed became a special electric whip spirit weapon controlled by Zhu Lingwu.

In addition, the Chunyang Feihong Sword that Zhu Lingwu was stepping on, also improved Zhu Lingwu's flight shortcomings.

Now seeing the methods created by Yu Siyuan's two flying swords, Zhu Lingwu just smiled slightly. The Chunyang Feihong Sword under his feet seemed to transform into a illusion light in the air, and then flew over the ring with Zhu Lingwu and the illusions around him. Then he flew away from each other, but had already bypassed the cold fog sword light produced by Yu Siyuan's two flying swords.

At this moment, Zhu Lingwu didn't care about his illusions, and all the illusions disappeared instantly, as if they had retracted their true nature one by one.

The Chunyang Feihong Sword under his feet shone again with a rainbow light, and Zhu Lingwu's speed suddenly became several minutes faster.

Yu Siyuan on the other side did not expect that Zhu Lingwu's Pure Yang Feihong Sword could have such speed. He hurriedly pointed at the Feng Ling Fei Sword and the Water Spirit Flying Sword, and then used a move to drive the two flying swords to his side.

In fact, the sword formation formed by his two flying swords could have trapped his opponent in the sword formation in a very short time, but unfortunately Zhu Lingwu's reaction was too fast.

Yu Siyuan's two flying swords were originally very fast. But after they were deployed into a sword formation, the movement speed of the flying sword naturally slowed down.

As a result, the distance between Zhu Lingwu and Yu Siyuan was shortened by about 300 steps. Yu Siyuan was a little shocked. At this moment, he didn't care about anything else and could only quickly call these two flying swords to his side.

The two flying swords were soon set up next to Yu Siyuan's side. A cold fog sword light array with a slight breeze was re-arranged.

From the surface, this sword formation has no forceful power. It is estimated that only after entering it can you know what the sword formation has.

However, Yu Siyuan was helpless to do this. Zhu Lingwu's speed was too fast. If he hadn't thought so much, he would have just driven the flying sword to intercept Zhu Lingwu, and perhaps he could have stopped Zhu Lingwu for a moment.

But Yu Siyuan was trying to use two flying swords to form a sword formation, but he could no longer stop Zhu Lingwu from flying to him.

Yu Siyuan hid himself in the sword formation, and the sword light like cold fog also covered his figure. However, his two flying swords could not be compared with the Gui Yingwei's golden light sharp roaring sword. In addition to the sword light, most of the cold fog was actually caused by the water spirit flying sword releasing cold air and condensed natural water vapor.

Zhu Lingwu stepped on the Chunyang Feihong Sword and almost came closer when the sword formation had just taken shape.

As Zhu Lingwu's body flashed, the six illusions that had been taken back appeared around Zhu Lingwu's body again, and then they all stepped on the Chunyang Feihong Sword one by one, surrounding the sword formation where Yu Siyuan was hiding.

"Senior Brother Yu, I offended you!"

This time, Zhu Lingwu did not hide his original position and gave a tribute to Yu Siyuan who was hidden in the sword formation.

"You are welcome, Junior Brother Zhu, don't let it go and try my sword formation!"

Seeing Zhu Lingwu speaking politely, Yu Siyuan responded politely in the sword formation. However, with his words, several white eagles made of cold mist suddenly flew out from his sword formation, and rushed towards the illusion of Zhu Lingwu surrounding him.

The beaks and claws of these white eagles are made of ice blades. If ordinary people are thrown by them, they may be torn into pieces like they are thrown by real evil eagles.

Obviously, Yu Siyuan didn't believe that Zhu Lingwu was talking in front of him. He was Zhu Lingwu's original body. This was because he had speculated Zhu Lingwu's original heart with his own intentions.

Of course, if these Bai Diao really faced a monk like Zhu Lingwu, it would be just a harassment, and it would not really threaten anything. It would be enough to see through Zhu Lingwu's illusion.

At the same time, Yu Siyuan also hopes that using these white eagles can disrupt the rhythm of Zhu Lingwu's illusions to release spells. After all, the ability of Zhu Lingwu's illusions to release spells was well known to everyone.

Especially these illusions can release thunder in the palm of your hand and increase the power of Zhu Lingwu's arc whip. You can know that these illusions are definitely one of the indispensable combat powers that Zhu Lingwu has.

But Zhu Lingwu seemed not ready to delay time with Yu Siyuan any longer. He shook his left hand slightly and released the arc-long whip directly. With the arc jump, the white sculpture that rushed towards him turned into a cold mist.

Then Zhu Lingwu's arc-long whip jumped directly into the sword formation where Yu Siyuan was hiding. Zhu Lingwu was planning to use his arc-long whip to fight against Yu Siyuan's sword formation.
Chapter completed!