There was almost no chance for Lu Wushuang to fight back.
He’s still behind me!
He’s still behind me!
No, I have to dodge this attack!
I can’t block this attack!
Similar thoughts appeared in Lu Wushuang’s mind one after another. Every time he faced an attack from afar, he could only helplessly choose to continue to dodge.
He did not even have the chance to call for help from Lu Bu’er!
On the other side, Lu Bu’er was also struggling under Gu Tianqing’s continuous attacks.
Both of them were more adept at their own movement speed. Therefore, at this moment, especially when their strength was almost the same, both of them could move at the same speed as their opponents.
Moreover, since they did not have the advantage, they did not dare to use their final killer move.
Be it Gu Tianqing from the Gu Immortal Sect or Lu Bu’er from the Gu Demon Sect, be it the Guanghan Palace picture or the Green Light Gu killer move, both of them took a long time to prepare and had greater power, so they had a chance to strike a fatal blow.
They could not be used as ordinary moves against the opponent!
The two fought in a very exciting manner, especially with their extraordinary movement speed.
The two fought with an effect that could only be achieved by more than ten people. Three to five phantoms clashed on the spot.
Every second passed, and the two had to change their positions.
It looked like they were fighting very brilliantly, but the situation on Fang Yuan’s side was extremely urgent.
Fang Yuan’s Nine-turns Adamant Worm-manipulation Rod was like a venomous snake that had come out of its hole, staring at its prey.
In Fang Yuan’s mind, he was continuously deducing which direction this Gu Demon Sect’s Lu Wushuang would move in the next moment.
And at that time, what kind of changes would he need to make?
After changing his moves, how would he track down his weakness, and how would he deal with that weakness, only then would he be able to reduce his expenditure and make his moves more coherent.
Compared to the previous battles, Fang Yuan’s battle style agains Gu Tianqing had changed greatly, and the Gu Immortal Sect competition had finally attracted the attention of the audience.
The previous match was an exception, after all, the fairies’ appearances had the effect of attracting people’s attention.
Finally, at a certain moment, in Fang Yuan’s calculations, this Lu Wushuang from the Gu Demon Sect had nowhere to retreat, so as long as he sent out the Nine-turns Adamant Worm-manipulation Rod, Lu Wushuang would fall off Stage 47.
In this case, he would have defeated Lu Wushuang from the Gu Demon Sect.
At the same time, this meant that the Gu Immortal Sect had already defeated the Gu Demon Sect in the second round!
Fang Yuan did not consider Gu Tianqing and Lu Bu’er’s battle situation.
Because no matter if Gu Tianqing had the advantage in the battle or not, how much of advantage did he have.
As long as he could free up his hands to strike Lu Wushuang off the stage, Lu Bu’er from the Gu Demon Sect would definitely lose!
At the next moment, Lu Wushuang, just as Fang Yuan had expected, stood at the edge of Stage 47.
It was also at the last moment that Fang Yuan stopped pouring spirit essence into the Nine-turns Adamant Worm-manipulation Rod.
Fang Yuan even put away his worm rod and carried it on his shoulder, silently looking at Lu Wushuang in front of him.
Aiya, aiya, aiya, aiya!
It was not easy for Lu Wushuang to catch his breath under Fang Yuan’s continuous attacks.
At the same time, he felt the killing intent behind him disappear, and he finally let out a long sigh of relief.
However, when he regained his senses and looked at the surroundings around him, he was immediately shocked. Then, he felt that his center of gravity was unstable, and he hurriedly tried to balance himself with a horse stance.
However, because of his sudden movement, his center of gravity became even more unstable. Originally, he was only swaying slightly, but now, he was swaying back and forth violently.
Ah ah ah ah!
While Lu Wushuang cried out in surprise, he finally lost control of his body.
At the same time, Fang Yuan took a step forward and lightly pushed Lu Wushuang’s chest with the Nine-turns Adamant Worm-manipulation Rod in his hand.
Lu Wushuang of the Gu Demon Sect had completely fallen down. He had fallen out of Stage 47.
Fang Yuan turned around and looked again. At the center of Stage 47, Gu Tianqing and Lu Bu’er were still attacking each other.
“Hehe, Gu Tianqing, I’m here to help you!”
Fang Yuan said softly, and with his right hand holding the Nine-turns Adamant Worm-manipulation Rod, he walked step by step toward the center of Stage 47.
The two people who were fighting fiercely suddenly heard the voice, and could not help but stop for a while. Gu Tianqing suddenly felt a burst of excitement, and he hurriedly nodded and shouted.
“Got it, Senior!”
Before he finished speaking, Gu Tianqing face already had an excited look.
At the same time in the hands of the attack also became a bit sharper, and with the knowledge that the win were theirs, Gu Tianqing began his extraordinary play.
Step!
Step!
Step!
Fang Yuan’s footsteps left a heavy sound in Stage 47 at this moment.
The drumbeat-like strikes also echoed in Lu Bu’er’s heart.
This was not only a torture to his battle will, but also an infinitely magnified fear in his heart.
One, two, three…
He easily blocked Gu Tianqing’s attacks, but his heart could not help but feel fear and fear towards the figure behind him. A person’s greatest fear was the unknown!
The intense battle in his hands and the gradually magnified shadow in his heart made him gradually unable to control his battle-ready state of mind and spirit essence flow.
He could even feel it.
If he did not make a move at the next moment, not only would he lose this match, even his life would be taken away by the person behind him!
He had seen the Gu Immortal Sect’s previous matches, especially Fang Yuan’s attacks. They had always been grand and majestic, making people unable to resist at all. Every time he made a move, the entire arena would be filled with his strength.
And often, what he wanted to do was very simple. Even Lu Bu’er felt that if Fang Yuan felt the need, he could go up alone and clear out the entire arena.
Earlier, he might have felt that Fang Yuan was only so-so!
Before this, Fang Yuan could obtain victory because of luck.
And only at such a time, a fellow who called Fang Yuan “Senior” was actually able to fight him toe to toe. Even if he had used his fastest speed, he was still unable to pull away from him.
Especially when behind him, the sound of that terrifying fellow’s footsteps could be heard at the same time.
