inspire-indiana Chapter 239: Form 1: Sword Destroyer, Form 2: Burial Sword!
Chapter 239: Form 1: Sword Destroyer, Form 2: Burial Sword!
"break!"
The old man slapped the formation with a slap.
Roaring applause, rolling anime sky black wind
Boom!!!
There was a sound of collision and it exploded instantly.
Every time he resisted and went away, the formation couldn't help but weaken a little.
The sound of dragon chant came from the entrance of the cave, which was deafening.
"Unexpectedly, the other party is bombarding formation."
"If there is no accident, these people outside should not be able to enter the cave for the time being.
It is impossible to enter the land of dragon veins head-on, so we have to think of a way.
In the next second, Su Han's face changed drastically, and he felt a hundred cold murderous intents approaching from above. He twisted his body hastily, turned into an afterimage and hid in the extremely dense forest "Zero Eye"
"Should no one find out?"
Then adjust your breathing to be consistent with the airflow in the mountains and blend with the forest.
"Oh, I actually hid." The middle-aged man stood not far from the dragon vein.
The power of thunder and lightning burst out all over his body.
"Thunderstorm Barrier!!!" shouted angrily.
As soon as the voice fell, the color of the sky seemed to change, and thunderclouds suddenly formed above the sky, and there were continuous deafening roars.
The next moment, amidst the sharp roar, one after another thunderbolts suddenly fell down.
In the nick of time, the sky filled with thunder slanted down.
bang bang bang!!!
Boom!!!
Thousands of thunderbolts descended like The Underworld, and terrifying thunderbolts struck down.
Bursts of smoke swept through...
In an instant, the area where Su Han was located was engulfed.
This kind of lightning is not something he can resist.
Su Han glanced not far away, the ten people on the ink plate sat as steady as Mount Tai, Lotus Position and concentrated their strength, passing it to the old man above to bombard the dragon vein formation.
Su Han is going to take a gamble. Life is a gamble.
Su Han didn't care about everything else, burst out his whole body breath, and headed towards the entrance of a dragon vein hole.
At this time, a few more people came from behind.
"So fast." Su Han marveled at the other party's speed in his heart.
Between lightning and flint, dozens of moves were played against each other.
Several heads were cut off directly by Su Han with a sword swing.
There is no pause, the figure is like seeing a ghost at this moment!
"There he is, let's go up together."
The guards who had been guarding came one after another.
At this time, Su Han was surrounded by two hundred Gold Core peaks and one Nascent Soul.
From the looks of it, the other party should not be able to interrupt the formation of Mopan's Integrated Union skill, and a turbulent wave has already set off in his heart.
He was right.
He was really worried that the other eleven powerhouses could interrupt the attack,
In the current chaos, entering the land of dragon veins is undoubtedly the best opportunity...
The thick-backed middle-aged man stepped out of the crowd.
His eyes also had an unprecedented solemnity, and he asked: "Are you the cultivator who killed one hundred and twenty of me?"
According to the man's knowledge, this son's strength should not be able to do these things. It seems that the other party is only eighteen years old and only a Gold Core late stage.
But he couldn't mistake the other party's aura, he chased that aura all the way, it was exactly the same.
Even if the opponent is very strong, it is impossible to forcibly kill 120 Gold Cores!
Su Han didn't answer the other party's question.
The middle-aged man The next moment's face was extremely weird.
A sneer was drawn at the corner of his mouth: "Kill this little bastard, I want to see how long the silence of the Gold Core late stage can last.
The other party's voice just fell
Almost instantly, everyone present felt wrapped in a cold murderous intent.
Su Han looked at the crowd with icy eyes, a cold arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and he said indifferently: "Two hundred Gold Core peaks, ten Nascent Souls. I really look up to you!"
The Flying Sword is sacrificed in the hand, and the sword is pointed at the leader!
"Anyone who wants to kill me is dead...you are no exception.
Su Han took a step forward.
Two hundred Gold Core peak sword intents have not yet arrived, the cold air comes first, and the murderous aura is fully displayed!
"!!!"
Baidao Sword Ray faces Su Han in all directions.
At this moment, the terrifying Sword intent Shrouding the Heavens covered the ground, as if it was about to destroy the entire forest, and its momentum was like a rainbow.
Su Han's fighting spirit was burning, and his miraculous aura erupted without reservation.
Shocking sword rhyme burst out
The first type: sword off!
The second type: burial sword!
The third style: dancing sword!
The fourth type: Misty and misty!
Vaguely, Sword Intent seemed to turn into a huge raptor, as if he ruled the world, and his blood humbled the sky.
All the power was perfectly mobilized, poured on the four swords, and swept away in different directions.
Baidao Sword Ray tearing apart the ruthless Sword intent, not only that, but the sword rhyme exuded invisiblely beheaded dozens of Gold Core peaks.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and blood mist rose from the Hundred Sword Rays.
"Kill this son."
"Burn me Blood Essence, eat my sword 0.5.
In an instant, there were hundreds of sword wounds on Su Han's body, and his powerful body recovery power couldn't keep up with the speed of the injuries.
The speed evolved to the extreme, and afterimages of hundreds of paths were fighting in the crowd.
The whole world is shaking at this moment, the sky is full of dust, and Sword Ray splashes in all directions.
Gravel splashed, accompanied by Sword Ray flying around at a high speed and mercilessly.
A sword was struck, and the wind of the sword roared. It was so powerful that dozens of Gold Core cultivators lost their arms and limbs.
The screams continued again and again, making people palpitating.
The Martial Saint man who originally wanted to do something stopped in his footsteps, and watched the opponent fight at the top of a hundred Gold Cores with deep eyes.
How did this boy possess such terrifying combat power!.