"Since he is an enemy, he must be killed naturally." Wu Henjian's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and Hua Buyu frowned slightly.
"If you want to kill him, step over my body!" Hua Buyu said slowly. In this battle with Xiao Yan, he knew that he had not found the wrong person, and Xiao Yan was seriously injured in order to save everyone. Hua Buyu didn't
He was such a ruthless and unjust person, and he stood firmly in front of Xiao Yan and Qing Muer.
"Hmph, this is not the Red Star. You want to stop me even with your strength as a Four-Star Fighter Immortal?" Wu Henjian sneered.
"Try it."
After saying that, Wu Henjian opened his hand, and the long sword automatically flew into his hand. The sword body changed from one to two, and from two to three. In a moment, it turned into a hundred sword shadows.
"The Traceless Sword Formation: Hundreds of swords ring in unison!"
Whoosh!
Immediately, the hundreds of sword shadows around Wu Henjian made a crisp sound like birdsong, and stabbed towards Hua Buyu.
Hua Buyu held the flute in his hand and put the silver flute to his lips without any delay. Immediately, melodious sounds slowly came out and resounded throughout the square.
The sound waves coming from Hua Buyu's flute turned into an invisible barrier.
Wu Henjian's hundreds of sword shadows came roaring at him, but they were all intercepted by Hua Buyu's sound wave barrier. "Humph, this kind of trick can't stop my hundred swords!" Wu Henjian snorted coldly,
I saw that the hundreds of sword shadows suddenly exerted force again, and then penetrated Hua Buyu's sonic sword array.
"Go to Chouqian!"
The sound of the flute suddenly changed, and there was a faint sound, just like entering the spring season, with hundreds of flowers blooming.
Countless petals fell from the sky, and these petals fell into the hundreds of sword shadows. The seemingly gentle petals corroded all the hundreds of sword shadows, using the principle of overcoming hardness with softness.
"Hmph, I still have some strength. If I hadn't been injured at this moment, you wouldn't have been able to break my hundred swords. If that's the case, then I won't leave any backup options!"
"Traceless Sword Formation: Thousand Fantasy Sword Rain!"
Above Wu Henjian's head, countless sword shadows were seen, and there were countless sword shadows. They were so powerful that Hua Buyu also had beads of sweat on his forehead. Although Wu Henjian was injured, the opponent was also a five-star fighting immortal after all.
It's still a little difficult to get up, but the difference of one star is enough to crush it.
Hua Buyu's face was ugly. Of course, he did not use all his strength. Because of the resentment, the fierce battle would only further stimulate the development of resentment. Hua Buyu gritted his teeth and looked up at the sword shadows in the sky. He couldn't care less now.
There are so many, the only option is to give up and fight.
Hua Buyu's aura continued to exude, and on his neck, black malice continued to overflow and move towards his cheeks.
Hua Buyu is now planning to give up and fight with him, otherwise Xiao Yan will die and he won't survive for long. Xiao Yan is trying his best to protect everyone, so how can Hua Buyu be like a turtle with its head shrinking.
Hua Buyu slowly put away the flute, raised his palm, and a blue sword appeared, and the immortal energy in his body surged out. However, Hua Buyu's immortal energy was not simple.
A black gas is mixed in Hua Buyu's immortal energy, and this black gas is the malice in Hua Buyu's body.
"Damn it, if it weren't for this resentment, how could I have stayed in this Four-Star Fighting Immortal!" Hua Buyu gritted his teeth. His resentment was extremely powerful. With him as the host, it would not only devour his longevity, but also his life.
The source energy of immortality and the source energy of immortality cultivated by Hua Buyu are not even enough to be swallowed up by these hatreds.
However, this resentment can be mixed into the source of immortality in battle, and the resentment will become Hua Buyu's unstoppable strength.
"go!"
As soon as Wu Henjian raised his palm, Qianhuan Sword Rain struck down on his head, and countless sword shadows were like meteors, hitting Hua Buyu and everyone.