Chapter 175: Iron Cloud Array

In the black light, it was vaguely a blood-red small sword.

Wang Yu, without thinking, swung the iron rod artifact he had just seized toward the black light with all his might.

After a "Clang!" sound, the iron rod turned into a black shadow and shot out, directly knocking the blood-colored small sword away.

Then, the green-red longsword in Wang Yu's hand shook in front of him, and layers of green-red sword shadows appeared in front of him, shattering the incoming green spear-light shadows into pieces.

The short disciple was anxious upon seeing this. He pinched a spell with one hand and activated the several green bats above his head again, spitting out circles of silent sound wave attacks.

Wang Yu just frowned, suddenly inserted the longsword into his waist, and pressed his palm on the hilt. After a low shout of "Draw Sword Technique," he kicked his leg and shot out like a gust of wind.

With Wang Yu's powerful body, coupled with the activated breathing method, one sprint brought him in front of the short disciple.

This Moluo Sect disciple was shocked and hurriedly held the large shield in his hand horizontally in front of him.

Wang Yu's eyes flashed with crystal light, his arm grew a size thicker again, and at the same time, the palm pressing on the hilt grew a few sizes larger. A bright, snow-white blade light suddenly appeared.

With a loud "Boom!"

The iron shield shattered into pieces, as if it had been hit by a heavy object. Then, a head rolled down, and Wang Yu's figure had already appeared behind the headless corpse.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Almost at the same time, the nearby ground suddenly burst open, and three sharp iron spikes the thickness of a bowl simultaneously pulled out from the mud, stabbing lightning-fast toward the vital points of Wang Yu's body, who had just appeared.

The other two Moluo Sect disciples were first shocked, then overjoyed.

The fox-faced man in the high sky extended a palm that had been hidden in his sleeve, only to see a pale silver talisman pinched between two fingers, its surface light dim, clearly having just been activated.

"Iron Spike Technique, this is a rare eleventh-rank metal-attribute spell, but is this spell of yours just scratching an itch for me?" Wang Yu, whose figure had already stopped, suddenly looked down at the three giant iron spikes stuck in his body and said coldly. Then, he slashed with the green-red longsword in his hand, and amidst the flashing sword shadows, the three giant iron spikes were simultaneously snapped in two.

Where he had been stabbed by the iron spikes earlier, a thin layer of pale golden mist was flickering, with not a single wound present.

"Killing Aura Release."

The silver-robed man with the fox face saw this, his pupils shrinking slightly.

The other two Moluo Sect disciples were also shocked.

Just at this moment, the green-red sword light swept over the top again, and several green bats turned into a rain of blood. Then, a figure rushed toward the Moluo Sect disciple holding the long spear again.

"Li Li Shixiong Meng, hurry and attack! Li Li Shixiong Yun, save me!"

The pockmarked disciple, witnessing this scene, screamed in chaos, slapped several talismans on his body one after another, and simultaneously danced the long spear in his hand until it was impenetrable, blocking in front of him in layers of spear shadows.

The sturdy Moluo Sect disciple, upon hearing this, hurriedly took out a blood-colored talisman from his body and threw it into the air, instantly turning it into a blood light and heading straight for Wang Yu.

The "Li Li Shixiong Yun" in the sky had his eyes suddenly turn pale gold, staring fixedly at Wang Yu below. At the same time, his wrist moved slightly, and the black iron brick in his hand vanished with a blur.

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"

Wang Yu swayed and arrived in front of the pockmarked disciple. He backhanded three slashes with the green-red longsword at the incoming blood light.

Three green-red sword lights swept out, causing the blood light to sway repeatedly, unable to fall down anymore. It was a blood-red sword shadow, only half a foot long, emitting a thick fishy smell.

At the same time, Wang Yu's other arm blurred and suddenly vanished.

The next moment, piercing screeches rose in the nearby void, and dense golden-yellow fist shadows appeared, smashing wildly toward the spear shadows in front of the Moluo Sect disciple who was close at hand.

Continuous loud "Boom!" "Boom!" sounds were transmitted.

Almost in an instant, the green spear shadows were all destroyed, a green long spear flew away into the sky, and the remaining golden-yellow fist shadows swarmed and hit the pockmarked disciple who couldn't retreat in time.

This Moluo Sect disciple screamed, all the protective light shields on his body shattered instantly, and the whole person flew out.

Killing aura flashed on Wang Yu's face, and his arm swung immediately, throwing the green-light sword out fiercely. With a flash of cold light, he cut the flying Moluo Sect disciple into two in mid-air, and a large amount of blood was sprinkled from the sky.

On the other side, the sturdy disciple saw this and was scared out of his wits. Without thinking, he threw out a small white boat, jumped onto it directly, and was about to activate the artifact to flee directly...

But just at this moment, he suddenly felt a chill behind his back, and half a black iron spike silently pierced through his chest.

"Impossible, how did you do it?"

The sturdy disciple looked down at the sharp spike protruding from his chest, his face full of disbelief. But at this moment, two more "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" sounds came, and two other half-length iron spikes pierced through his abdomen in a cross, making him sway before falling directly from the small white boat.

"Now there's only one fellow Daoist left."

Wang Yu's crystal light converged, and he looked up at the silver-robed man in the sky, saying expressionlessly.

"Good means, especially the means of using Yun's own spells to kill people at the end—how did you do it? I didn't even see it." Li Li Shixiong Yun in the sky was not surprised but laughed and clapped his hands.

"If you can't see it, then there's no need to look anymore. I'll send you on your way together immediately," Wang Yu sneered, beckoning to the green-red longsword in the distance. It bounced up from the ground, circled, and flew back. He reached out to catch it.

With a "Clang!"

A circle of faint black clouds suddenly rippled around Wang Yu. When the green-red longsword hit it, it was like hitting a copper wall or an iron barrier, and it was directly knocked away.

Wang Yu was slightly stunned upon seeing this.

"Haha, you really thought I sent those three idiots to be killed by you for nothing? You are now in my Iron Cloud Array. Aren't you a Guardian Warrior? Watch how I use the Iron Cloud to scrape your flesh and blood off bit by bit." The "Li Li Shixiong Yun" in the sky laughed wildly, then pinched a spell with both hands and chanted a mantra.

"Puff!" "Puff!"...

Circles of faint black clouds emerged in the void around Wang Yu, dense and layered, fully a dozen circles.

"Iron Cloud Array."

Wang Yu witnessed this scene, raised his eyebrows, took a deep breath, and both arms grew a size thicker simultaneously, with a layer of exquisite pale golden arm armor appearing. Then, with a movement of his shoulders, both arms blurred and vanished simultaneously.

The next moment, piercing screeches rose in the nearby void, and dense pale golden fist shadows appeared around him, swarming in all directions. ===== CHAPTER 176 =====