Seeing Han Shenbo so rampant, everyone was so angry.

Zhao Congjian gritted his teeth and rushed towards Han Shenbo again, but before he could touch Han Shenbo, he was blown back.

Han Shenbo's iron fan was obviously not an ordinary weapon. With a blow, the strong wind whistled. Even Jiang Xue, Bei Xiaowang Jian and others couldn't help but take out magic weapons to resist.

Zhao Congjian, who was already seriously injured, fell to the ground in a mess, and blood couldn't stop spurting out of his mouth.

“Too weak.”

Han Shenbo shook his head, turned his tone, and sneered: "If Xiao Jinghong was there, he might still have the power to fight with me. Unfortunately, this kid has fallen into the hands of the Great Zhou Sword Emperor, and you will never have a chance to see him again."

Everyone did not respond, but were thinking about how to deal with him.

Han Shenbo curled his lips and thought to himself that it was boring.

He immediately retracted the fan and asked, "When will the Sword God of Zhou come back? After I defeat him, there is still something important to do and I don't want to waste time."

Huang Lianxin snorted coldly and said, "It seems like you passed by unintentionally, don't you want to step on our master to take over?"

"My master is the first in the Great Zhou Dynasty. You are only the first in the hero list. The gap is so big that you don't know what you think?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Han Shenbo's face suddenly became gloomy.

No matter how high the ranking of the Great Zhou hero list is, it is only a younger generation.

The Great Zhou Fengyun List is a battle with the people of the world, and the value of the two is completely incomparable.

Who is the one who dominates the storm of the Great Zhou Dynasty?

"Hmph! When your master comes back, you will understand who is..."

Han Shenbo hummed, his tone implicit murderous intent.

Although he was the first in the Great Zhou hero list, he had never been among the top ten in the Great Zhou storm list.

The top ten of the list of trends have done earth-shaking things.

Although Han Shenbo is strong, he has never done much.

He can't beat it if it's too strong.

He can't afford to be weak and famous.

call out!

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air came, interrupting Han Shenbo's words.

He subconsciously turned his head and the wind-slaying sword passed by his ear.

A clang sound!

The wind-cut sword fell in front of Zhao Congjian.

Seeing this sword, Zhao Congjian was immediately excited.

The same is true for Jiang Xue and others.

"What a sharp sword!"

Han Shenbo was secretly frightened and immediately guessed the person coming.

He turned around and saw Zhou Xuanji picking up his sword and coming in the air.

The white dragon's golden robe flies in the wind and is extremely dignified, just like a sword immortal.

Zhou Xuanji had no expression on his face and looked at Han Shenbo with murderous aura.

"You are Zhou Jianshen?"

Han Shenbo asked, his eyes flashing with a glimmer of light.

Finally waiting for you!

He immediately introduced himself: "I am a hero of the Great Zhou..."

Zhou Xuanji came to him with an eight-sword step, and slashed the Sword of the Rising Emperor.

hateful!

Han Shenbo scolded in his heart, I haven’t finished speaking yet!

He subconsciously waved the iron fan to resist. With a sound, his right arm was numb and was directly chopped out by Zhou Xuanji with a sword.

Zhou Xuanji said coldly: "If you dare to bully my sword slave, even if you are the king of heaven, you will have to be beaten!"

After saying that, a handful of magical swords appeared around him out of thin air.

Red Dragon Sword, Cold Wave Sword, Bloody Sword, Tiger Roar Sword, Pig Sword, Golden Rock Sword, Tianyin Sword, Daqian Hades Sword, Aftershadow Sword, Thunder God Sword, Invisible Sword, Angry Ape Sword, Chicken Sword, Water Sword, Flying Eagle Sword, Flying Power Sword, Ghost Curse Sword, Breakout Sword!

The eighteen divine swords were all aimed at Han Shenbo.

He directly used the Ten Thousand Sword Dragon Technique, and each divine sword was entangled by the dragon-shaped sword energy.

As soon as Han Shenbo stabilized his body, eighteen magic swords came to kill him.

Even the wind-slaying sword in front of Zhao Congjian rose up and rushed towards Han Shenbo.

Now, Han Shenbo was besieged by nineteen divine swords, and he was instantly at a disadvantage and caught off guard.

The Red Dragon Sword emitted a dragon soul and surrounded Han Shenbo. The Thunder God Sword burst out with thousands of thunder, forcing Han Shenbo to dodge left and right.

Other magical swords also show their power.

Zhou Xuanji looked at it, and with a move in his right hand, the sword flew back to his hand.

The Stone-level Divine Sword is too weak.

It is easily broken by Han Shenbo's iron fan.

Han Shenbo's magic is exquisite and he is besieged by many magical swords and is still not injured, but judging from his posture, it is obviously very reluctant.

"How is it possible...these swords..."

Han Shenbo was shocked. He felt that he was besieged by eighteen sword cultivators with superb sword skills.

Several of the swords were of higher rank than the iron fan in his hand.

He was suddenly nervous and dared not take it lightly anymore.

Zhou Jianshen is really strong!

"Plus with the two swords in the master's hand, can he drive twenty swords at the same time?"

Bei Xiaowang Jian widened his eyes and murmured to himself.

Zhou Xuanji doesn’t practice swords much, but he didn’t expect his progress to be so exaggerated.

Jiang Xue looked surprised, Huang Lianxin and the little black snake had been petrified.

Zhao Congjian looked at the battle situation with a burning look. He forgot the pain on his body and felt very excited.

Even though he worked hard to practice, the gap with Zhou Xuanji was still widening.

Instead, he felt full of fighting spirit!

Such a kendo master is worthy of his follower!

Zhou Xuanji brought the out-of-context sword into the Supreme Curtain, came to Han Shenbo in one step, and used the Six Sword Shadows.

Han Shenbo is under greater pressure.

He felt that his opponent was not a Zhou Jianshen.

But a group of Zhou Jianshe!

He almost collapsed, how can he fight?

If his cultivation level was not higher than Zhou Xuanji, he would probably be killed instantly.

The Rising Emperor Sword weighing ten thousand pounds hit one after another. Every time he received the sword from the front, his arms would numb.

After looking closely, his tiger's mouth was already covered in blood.

Ten breaths later, Han Shenbo was injured.

After twenty breaths, Han Shenbo was dismissed with his right hand and had to hold the fan with his left hand.

He casts various spells but still cannot break through the encirclement of the divine sword.

After thirty breaths.

Han Shenbo's left hand was also destroyed. When the iron fan was out of hand, Zhou Xuanji and the Six Path Sword Shadow Body used the Three Yuan Jue Mai Sword together.

The sword energy flooded Han Shenbo, and screams came from his mouth and echoed between the mountains and fields.

The meridians were broken, making him weak in an instant.

Eighteen magic swords pierced his body from different directions, tying him into a hedgehog.

thump!

Han Shenbo knelt powerlessly in front of Zhou Xuanji, covered in blood.

His face was pale, his eyes were dull, and he murmured: "Impossible...Impossible..."
To be continued...