Chapter 825 The figure under the snowflakes is endless
Chapter 825: The figure under the snowflakes is endless
The shadow of death permeated the depths of Han Jian's soul. In just a moment, the experiences of this life flowed before Han Jian's eyes like a tide.
"There are three regrets in life. One is that I did not participate in the sect competition and win glory for the sect. The other is that I did not see the rise of Luoxia Peak. The third is that I did not see the Sword God Sect regain dominance in the Martial God Continent!"
The bright sword light was getting closer and closer, and under this bright sword light, Han Jian's will even began to blur.
"You are not afraid of life and death, but dying in such an embarrassing way is not as good as dying with great vigor!"
"Let life bloom with its final brilliance!" A figure appeared in Han Jian's mind, a thin figure: "Sect Master!"
The tightly closed eyes opened in vain, Han Jian's originally hanging long sword was raised again, and a sword intent that was even more terrifying than before exploded out of Han Jian's body.
"With this sword, I merge into my life, I merge into my sword intention!" With the sword, Han Jian finally chose to resist in the face of the sword of this spiritual martial artist.
Although his resistance was ineffective, at least he made his life shine.
"Disciples of the Sword God Sect are not afraid of life and death, and disciples of Luoxia Peak are not afraid of life and death!" A cold shout suddenly sounded, and a general trend gathered around Han Jian.
Relying on this general trend, Han Jian's sword intention became more and more concise, and his cultivation level reached the peak of the first level of soul martial arts.
"Disciples of the Sword God Sect are not afraid of life and death, and disciples of Xiyue Peak are not afraid of life and death!" A cold shout also sounded. A beautiful shadow appeared in the sky, followed closely by a bright sword light.
"The disciples of the Sword God Sect are not afraid of life and death, and the disciples of Xingchen Peak are not afraid of life and death!" The general trend gathered, and a terrifying sword light broke through the space.
"Disciples of the Sword God Sect are not afraid of life and death, and disciples of Chaoyang Peak are not afraid of life and death!" This shout drowned out the roaring wind in the sky, followed closely by the endless phantoms of sword intent.
"Disciples of the Sword God Sect are not afraid of life and death, and disciples of the Sword God Peak are not afraid of life and death!" The fierce whistle of the sword directly broke through the void, and the real sound wave spread.
Four figures shot out from different directions and swept out dozens of feet. The sword light that followed and Han Jian's swords converged together.
Five general trends condensed out. This general trend represents the trend of the Sword God Sect, which has been going on for tens of thousands of years.
Five phantoms of sword intent condensed together and crashed down toward Lie Yu. This phantom of sword intent merged into the sword intent of the five people. It also merged into the power of the Sword God Sect.
Bang bang! The roar exploded, and the terrifying shadow of the sword and the sword light were extinguished at the same time. At the same time, the spatial wave spread.
Its terrifying force directly hit the bodies of the five Han Jian people. The figures of the five Han Jian people immediately staggered and were thrown away like falling stars. They fell towards the ice sheet below.
Bang bang! The five people fell to the ice field, their bodies fell into the ice, and the biting cold river water directly submerged their bodies.
"Disperse!" Before the spatial wave could touch the fierce desire, a shout rang out. The spatial wave turned into nothingness in vain.
Stepping out with his sword in hand, he looked at the five people on the ice below with indifferent eyes, as if looking at ants, and said calmly: "Even if your sect leader comes in person, I can't protect you!"
The down-and-out Sword God Sect is not even a second-rate sect! The Lie Sun Sect can subvert the entire Sword God Sect with just four Spiritual Martial Realm warriors.
The biting and cold river condensed a layer of frost on Han Jian and others. The true energy surged around Han Jian and others, breaking through the layer of ice and jumping up directly.
The five people's faces were extremely pale. Especially the five people had several eye-catching sword marks on their bodies, and the blood that had not yet dripped was frozen directly.
"You still ran back!" Han Jian whispered, looking at the four people beside him, with a look of helplessness in the corners of his eyes.
Hearing this, Feng Ge and the others smiled lightly and said, "Being charged with abandoning your companions is even more uncomfortable than death!"
"In this case, then the five of us will meet this old man!" No matter life, no matter death, the five people who have seen through life and death are no longer afraid, and a general trend has gathered again.
"If they continue to grow, these five people will definitely have hope in spiritual martial arts. Unfortunately, they should not destroy Lieyang!" A murderous intention burst out, and the breath of lust has locked the space for dozens of miles around. The five Koreans
No one can escape.
"That's all for a defeated sect!" Lie Yu raised his hand, and his invisible energy condensed in the void, transforming into a huge palm shadow.
Lieyu raised his left hand slightly toward the void, and the huge palm shadow crashed down, directly breaking the momentum of Han Jian and others.
The situation was broken, and Han Jian and the others took a few steps back, blood gushing wildly. Could this be the true strength of the Lingwu Realm?
A huge phantom of sword intent evolved. This was the sword intent that had evolved to its peak. It was a sword intent of fierce desire. Under this sword intent, several Soul Martial Realm disciples from the Lie Sun Sect had to jump to the ice field.
superior.
"The sword intent that has evolved to its peak!" In front of this sword intent, Han Jian and others felt powerless.
"We must not give up just like this!" Feng Ge whispered, a phoenix cry sounded, the cold air gathered, and a bright sword light turned into an ice phoenix with spread wings, shooting towards the fierce desire in the void.
"Don't overestimate your own capabilities!" Lie Yu raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, raised his long sword, and the shadow of his sword suddenly fell downwards, "Die! Anyone who offends my Lie Sun Sect must die!"
The phantom of sword intent directly shattered the ice phoenix. The terrifying phantom of sword intent penetrated the surrounding space turbulence, and the space turbulence flooded the path of Han Jian and others.
At this moment, Han Jian and others could only helplessly look at the falling shadow of the sword. They could not avoid this sword, and they could not catch it either.
"Is everything over?" Han Jian whispered, facing absolute strength, they could not resist.
However, they are a little unwilling to do so. They came here without participating in the Zongbi competition and fell away. Doesn't this mean that the Sword God Sect is absent?
This also means that the Sword God Sect has lost its position as the protector of the Huangfeng Kingdom. Then, they are the sinners of the sect, and the sinners who have made the sect even more defeated.
Thinking of this, the eyes of Han Jian and others turned blood red, especially Han Jian, whose aura was extremely unstable.
The momentum continued to rise, Han Jian turned his back to Feng Ge and the others and whispered: "I will take this sword, you take the opportunity to leave, remember, we cannot become the sinners of the sect!"
Looking at the phantom of the sword that was getting closer and closer, Han Jian had no choice. Even if it meant self-destructing the true crystal, he would still take the sword and create an opportunity for Feng Ge and others to leave.
Therefore, there was a look of absolute despair in Han Jian's eyes. If he could not resist, then let my life burst out at this moment. At least, it had once been brilliant.
Sensing the extremely unstable aura on Han Jian's body, Li Yu knew Han Jian's purpose and smiled faintly: "Self-destruction of the true crystal? How can the gap in sword intention be made up by true energy? It's extremely stupid!"
Those who are extremely stupid will pay the price with their lives! The shadow of the sword has gradually submerged the figures of Han Jian and others, and Han Jian is also ready to self-destruct.
But at this moment, a figure that no one noticed plundered out of the sky in vain, swept dozens of feet silently, and appeared in front of Han Jian and others. Its slender and thin fingers slowly raised,
The point fell on the phantom of the sword.
At the same time, a plain voice resounded in the ears of Han Jian, Lie Yu and others: "Broken!"
Before he finished speaking, the seemingly terrifying sword energy phantom shattered like the ice below, turning into violent sword energy and rushing towards all sides.
The violent sword energy directly shattered the ice below, and the bitingly cold river water surged up, and the splashed river water directly turned into ice crystals and sprinkled down.
Lie Lu struck out with a palm to dispel the incoming sword energy. With a cold look in his eyes, he looked at a figure appearing in front of Han Jian and the others and shouted coldly: "Who!"
The violent sword energy also surged towards Han Jian and the others, but when the slender and thin finger touched down again, the sword energy that filled the sky turned into nothingness.
The flying snowflakes could not block Lie Yu's sight. Looking at the young face under the snowflakes, Lie Yu was slightly startled, but his expression was still extremely indifferent. He said in a cold voice: "Who are you? I am the Supreme Elder of Lie Sun Sect.
Desire!"
"This matter is related to the face of the Lie Sun Sect. Do you want to intervene?" As Lie Yu said these words, a coercion appeared in the void around him, tightly locking Han Jian and the thin figure.
Under the snowflakes, this thin figure stood quietly in front of Han Jian and the others. The mark between his eyebrows looked so strange, filled with a faint silver light, like moonlight.