1180 Holy Might

Looking at the broken longsword in his hand, Lu Yun's expression turned extremely ugly!

"How... How is this possible?! Did you hide your strength?" Lu Yun was terrified.

Qin Yu snorted coldly and ignored Lu Yun. Instead, he looked at Lu Guan, who was standing on the training ground.

At this moment, Lu Guan climbed up from the training ground. His body emitted rays of light.

The rays of light interweaved on his body like a layer of armor.

This was clearly some protective dharma artifact. However, even with the protective dharma artifact, Lu Guan still appeared to be struggling.

Even when he was standing, his body couldn't help but bend downwards.

"Kid, I'm going to kill you!" Lu Guan roared angrily.

"If you have the ability, then come over. We'll fight in the training ground!" 

Qin Yu raised his eyebrows and sneered. "Really?" 

Lu Guan said with a cruel face, "Do you think I'm joking with you? Why, are you afraid?"