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653, Ruins of Golden Crow Divine Court, desperate situation(1/4)

Resurrected again!

Looking at Han Muye, who was shining with golden light in front of them, the human race True Spirit Realm experts were dumbfounded.

Especially the four true spirits who had fought with Han Muye outside the light gate on the first floor were extremely shocked at this moment.

They obviously fought fiercely with Han Muye for a long time, and killed Han Muye with the strength of four people.

But now there was Han Muye standing in front of him intact.

They are strong men in the true spiritual realm, and have a profound understanding of the power of the world.

They know what kind of lethality a four-person attack can have.

How could anyone survive their combined attack?

"How is this possible..." the old man in black robe holding a long knife murmured.

"Resurrected?" The big man in black armor gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with fierceness, and the Black Panther Spirit behind him lowered his body and roared silently.

"Since we can kill him once, we can kill him a second time!"

The big man shouted loudly and rushed towards Han Muye.

Several other true spirit realms also rushed forward without hesitation.

Six true spirits!

The strong wind brought by the six True Spirit Realm experts seemed to directly tear this third layer of secret realm apart, transforming it into the phantoms of various strange beasts.

The True Spirit Realm was too strong, and the entrained power forced the armies fighting below to retreat.

Everyone looked up to the sky.

That was the return of the Hanshan tribe leader, who was thought to have died.

When Patriarch Han held off the human army for several days with his own strength, everyone thought he had died.

"Clan Chief Han..."

"Clan leader!"

A true spirit from the Golden Crow tribe wants to fight against six true spirits from the human race.

The situation at this time was just like when Han Muye blocked the light door to the second floor.

is it possible?

How can one stop it?

Han Muye gave a long laugh, but no regular power emerged from his body.

He just raised the black sword in his hand and stared ahead.

"boom--"

Taking one step forward, his figure disappeared from where it was.

quick!

Just like before, the sword was very fast.

This time, his speed was one minute faster than before.

The big man in black armor laughed loudly and just used his arms to protect his head and face.

At first he was frightened by Han Muye's sword.

The sword struck him directly, leaving him no chance to dodge.

But that sword didn't have enough lethality, it was just fast.

For those who are strong in the True Spirit Realm, just being fast is not enough.

"when--"

The long sword hit the big man's armor.

Sure enough, just like last time, this sword was not powerful enough.

So what if you sacrifice all your strength in exchange for enough speed?

The big man laughed ferociously, and just as he was about to raise his hand to grab the sword, he was suddenly startled.

He heard a strange "clicking" sound.

Lowering his head, he widened his eyes.

The armor on his body, the armor that His Majesty has given to him, the armor that can withstand the bombardment of the true spirit realm, has cracks on it.

"Bang——"

The armor shattered.

As the armor shattered, the long black sword stabbed into his body.

He grabbed the sword and pushed the edge away with all his strength.

Golden blood sprayed out, making his face full of horror.

This sword pierced into the body, absorbing the power of his energy and blood.

When the sword was pulled out, the wounds on his body could not heal.

He is in the True Spirit Realm, the top existence in the wilderness, not the Yuanling Realm like an ant.

In the True Spirit Realm, one already has extremely precise control over one's own body.

However, he really couldn't stop the blood from escaping from the wound.

He retreated in panic, with fear in the eyes of this powerful true spirit man.

Han Muye slowly looked at the sword in his hand.

The sword sealed by a hundred true spirit divine patterns is not really just hard.

It also carries unimaginable power.

It's just that these powers are not strong enough on their own and are difficult to activate. The only way is to let the sword show itself.

For example, when this sword comes into contact with the opponent's armor, it will automatically break the armor.

When this sword penetrates the opponent's body, it will directly absorb the energy and blood.

When the sword is pulled out, the wound will not heal.

"It's really a good sword..."

Han Muye laughed and threw out his sword.

The sword is out of hand, the speed is faster!

"when--"

The old man in black robe holding a long sword had just blocked the edge of the sword when the black long sword disappeared in front of his eyes and stabbed another bearded man holding a battle axe.

The big man struck the air with his axe, and the long sword whirled around, stabbing the leg of the True Spirit Realm man who was holding the long sword on guard not far away.

"This sword, this sword is evil!"

When the long sword carried away the blood, the face of the True Spirit Realm man was filled with fear.

Within a moment, two of the six true spirits were injured.

Even if they were not seriously injured, they were still panicking at this time.

The armies of the two tribes below looked at it with their mouths wide open, not daring to imagine.

A True Spirit of the Golden Crow Clan could resist six True Spirits of the Human Race with one person's power, but he could still injure two True Spirits of the Human Race?

What kind of strong man is this?

"boom--"

A golden and black spider spirit emerged.

Golden spider silk wraps the black sword.

Several other true spirits quickly took action, and the power of the true spirits surrounded the long sword.

The long swords kept clashing, but they were wrapped in layers and their speed became slower and slower.

Han Muye continued to use sword control techniques one after another, but even the long sword could not escape the trap.

Seeing this scene, those human race true spirit realms just breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out it was just because I got a good sword.

I really thought this guy had some adventure and his combat power increased rapidly!

"Haha, hold this sword!"

"This sword must be a valuable treasure!"

Several people in the True Spirit Realm whispered and tried their best to grab the sword.

"Buzz——"

Behind Han Muye, Shang Zhenyu, dressed in golden light, stepped forward.

Zhang Chenyang followed closely behind.

The two of them were covered in golden light at this time, and behind them there was a piece of golden true spirit bone floating above the head of the Golden Crow True Spirit.
To be continued...
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