There were strong winds blowing in the wilderness, and the golden giant sword that shattered the heaven and earth took the lead in launching a fierce offensive. Previously, Feng Jueyu and Long Erye sat on the wall and watched, intending to observe the gap between the enemy and ourselves first. However, as soon as Zhang Han took action, the two
The individual's face became gloomy.
The so-called expert can tell if there is anything when he reaches out his hand. Although Zhang Han's cultivation level is similar to Lin Lie's, they are both in the middle stage of Miaodu, but the golden giant sword exudes sharp sword intent.
That's right, it's the sword's intention.
Monks enter the Tao through martial arts, and also practice wonderful magic and magical powers. The two are combined into one, and the meaning of martial arts is derived.
The meaning of martial arts can be reflected in the fists, feet, body skills and the artistic conception of the weapon, but it is most obviously reflected in the magical weapon.
There are hundreds of millions of swordsmen in the world, but there is only one among ten thousand who can understand the sword's intention. The sword's intention is clear, its power is doubled, it understands the supreme way of heaven, and cultivates the great truth.
Zhang Han only used one sword, and the wilderness was like tearing apart the sky and the earth. The tall woods instantly collapsed and turned into wood chips flying everywhere. Before his sword energy could sweep the ground, he brought up the wild sand formation.
Formation, broken rocks and open rocks.
An ordinary sword could possess such great power, which was beyond Feng Jueyu's expectation.
"It seems like you two kids have gotten into trouble that they shouldn't have caused." The second master took a breath of cool air and said happily.
Feng Jueyu nodded unequivocally. Although he had already developed grudges with Zhang Han and the Yuan family, he would not despise the enemy in battle.
It can be said that in the cruel and ruthless world of cultivation, strong people who can cultivate their cultivation to the realm of heaven, each have their own specialties and advantages. If not, how would he be alive today? Zhang Han's skills are indeed powerful. Look at it.
I have received guidance from experts in the past.
The sword is very good, and the magical power is also good. Coupled with Zhang Han's extraordinary talent and intelligence, it is indeed rare for his sword intention to reach such a level.
"It's the Great Armor Sundering Technique."
When Feng Jueyu was wondering what the magical power Zhang Han was using, the sharp-eyed Erye revealed the details of his magical power.
"Great Armor Sundering Technique?"
"Well, the most powerful magical power originating from the metal system, the great armor-breaking technique."
"What are the characteristics of this magical power?"
"Break through the strong and eliminate the strong, there is no disadvantage, and everything is invincible." Long Ao said calmly: "To put it bluntly, there is no defense that he can't break, and when he attacks, he has mastered the sword's intention. This person's sword energy is better than ordinary people of the same level.
If the master wants to be a lot stronger, your little friend may be in trouble."
"Crack!"
As Long Ao expected, the sharp sword energy rushed out, and in the blink of an eye, Lin Lie was released from the Lost Soul Banner and all the ghosts were scattered.
The cries of ghosts and wolves howled one after another, and the resentment in the fallen soul flags was also frightened. As the souls disappeared into ashes, they let out shrill screams, so sharp and harsh that the monks in the wilderness covered their ears.
Feng Jueyu's pupils narrowed slightly, remembering what Lin Lie said to him not long ago when he showed off the Falling Soul Flag.
"Brother Feng, it's not me who blew it. This Falling Soul Banner has been with me for hundreds of years. It has been my personal weapon since it was a jade weapon. For it, I spent a lot of effort in refining it, and wasted a lot of it.
Not to mention the number of magic weapons, there are millions of wronged souls collected alone, and all of them are powerful. To put it mildly, if it is a smaller sect, I can just sacrifice it with a banner, and that sect will be defeated in a matter of minutes.
It will turn into ashes, do you believe it?"
Lin Lie's words are still lingering in his ears. Feng Jueyu knows that although Lin Lie usually likes to talk big words, his Soul-Destroying Banner is indeed a pretty good magical weapon. He is proud of the Soul-Destroying Banner and also
Within common sense.
But with that sword thrust just now, at least tens of thousands of innocent souls were wiped out, which was probably enough to make him feel distressed for a while.
"Damn it, you dare to kill my ghost."
Sure enough, Lin Lie was furious. Seeing tens of thousands of wronged souls being instantly destroyed by the giant golden sword, Lin Lie's heart seemed to be bleeding.
With a hysterical shout, he lowered his banner and took out the purple-black iron stick.
Feng Jueyu didn't know much about this stick. After all, Lin Lie had used it only a few times, but the level had already reached the level of a top-grade spiritual treasure weapon, so it wasn't too bad after all.
The Falling Soul Banner was no match for the giant sword. Lin Lie used his stick skills to counter it. In the past, Killer Feng had only seen Lin Lie's skill in using the Falling Soul Banner. He never expected that this guy's stick skills were still superior to the Falling Soul Banner.
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Feng Jueyu and Long Ao were worried about him when they saw Lin Lie making a mistake in his steps and holding the stick with both hands instead. He sprayed a breath of essence onto the big purple and black stick. Suddenly, tens of thousands of ghostly faces clung to the big stick, steaming up.
The evil spirit suddenly spurted out, like a volcanic crater spewing out a large amount of black soul power.
"Impermanent killing power!"
call!
Lin Lie wildly danced the purple-black stick, and smashed it towards the giant sword with his head covered. The crack of the wind in the stick shattered all the countless sword energy at the tip of the giant sword, and then the stick body fell on the giant sword.
, Zhang Han's forward momentum was stalled, and he was forced to spin 720 degrees in the air and fly to the ground, stabbing Lin Lie's armpit with the giant sword at an angle.
"Damn it, you're just playing dirty, let me see if I don't smash your head."
Lin Lie turned a blind eye to the diagonally thrusting sword energy, stepped forward lightly with his left foot, and struck the opponent's Tianling Gai with a stick.
This move immediately caused the entire audience to scream.
When someone stabbed him with a sword, he actually couldn't block it. Instead, he used all his divine power on the offensive with the magic weapon and the big stick. Is this a life-threatening style of fighting?
Zhang Han was also shocked. Just after one move in the fight, the other party actually fought for his life. Where did this fucking thug come from?
And he is also a Nether Clan monk.
You must know that the Nether Clan monks have always been far inferior to human monks in tempering their physical strength, let alone a strong man from the Mad Clan, but Lin Lie actually did the opposite. This kid is crazy.
Zhang Han, who originally had the upper hand, broke out in a cold sweat. He wrapped his wrist around and had no choice but to lift the giant sword and block it above his head.
This move of his is extremely difficult. It has to hurt people and block the stick at the same time. Only those who have a thorough understanding of the sword's intention can't do it.
However, Zhang Han is not an ordinary master. He is the youngest disciple of Mu Beizong and the most talented one. This move is called Silver Wolf Roaring Moon. He suddenly changes the angle, although it cannot hit the opponent's vital part.
, but it was able to cut off the straps and injure the big tendons of Lin Lie's arm, and at the same time, it was able to block Lin Lie's big stick midway.
"puff!"
The next moment, a line of blood spilled into the sky. Lin Lie's arm was forcibly torn open by a golden giant sword, and a seven-inch-long gash was opened. Blood flowed like a pillar.
It stands to reason that Lin Lie was seriously injured after two moves, but he was not as easy to deal with as he thought.
Lin Lie didn't even look at the sword in his arm. He watched the giant sword rise up, but with a slight hook at the corner of his mouth, he exerted force on his arms, and the big stick whizzed down.
"open."
Zhang Han was already prepared, but he shouted loudly and seemed to have used it in the wrong place. He originally thought he could block the stick, but he saw that only half of the big stick in front of him was left, and the other half was suddenly divided into countless pieces.
The head of a stick hit him hard with unparalleled force.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Impermanent Shadow Stick!"
There was no way to avoid the shadows of sticks all over the sky. Zhang Han only took five sticks, and the remaining dozens of sticks were all slapped on Zhang Han's body. The sound of banging was endless, and Zhang Han was vomiting blood wildly after being hit.
No power to fight back.
Not only that, the scene at the next moment was even more terrifying. After the stick shadow fell on Zhang Han, as the slap sounded, it splashed into the sky, and the pale light actually turned into ten pieces while splashing.
Several Bai Wuchangs with long blood-red tongues holding sticks and flags launched a fierce attack on Zhang Han.
"curse."
In terms of sword intent, all the monks present gave Zhang Han a thumbs up. Unfortunately, just when everyone thought Zhang Han would definitely win, Lin Lie's counterattack shocked everyone present.
With just a few moves, Zhang Han suddenly fell into a heavy siege as more than a dozen phantoms flew up.
He had been hit with dozens of sticks before, causing injuries both internally and externally. Now more than a dozen of them flew out, shocking his eyes even more.
"The Great Reincarnation Technique? Damn it."
Zhang Han's arrogant expression instantly turned to death, and more than a dozen impermanences roamed the sky, each with a stick, forming a raindrop-like offensive and launched a fierce attack.
The sound of cracking was endless, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Han was beaten with a black nose and a swollen face. Not to mention, the stick in Wu Chang's hand was transformed by the spirit of an injustice. The evil ghost's resentment was endless. As his body retreated violently, Zhang Han's body was covered with
Some of them pick out the wronged souls, some dig their ears, some button their eyes. Although it does not have any practical power, people realize that this is a high-level mysterious method that specializes in attacking the spiritual consciousness.
"The Great Reincarnation Technique, reincarnation with one thought."
Lin Lie had previously risked his own life and would rather be injured than to use this move. It seemed that he had already planned it. Obviously, in the five-on-two situation, he decided to kill Zhang Han first, so he
With the above scene.
Feng Jueyu and Long Erye stood up, especially Feng Jueyu, whose eyes were as bright as blazing fire: "Is it the Great Reincarnation Technique?"
This question was asked to Mr. Long. His expression was much more exciting, and he said with joy: "Ha, what a cruel and ruthless boy, this trick is so beautiful, haha, that boy Zhang Han will have to peel off even if he doesn't die.
It’s skinned.”
He said, "You guessed it right, it is indeed the mysterious method in the Great Reincarnation Technique. He integrated the mysterious method into the will of the stick, and gave the opponent a head-on blow at the cost of a sword wound. This move is beautiful and really
pretty."
Feng Jueyu was very worried at first, but after hearing these words, he finally put his heart back in his stomach. He always thought that he thought Lin Lie was crazy, but he didn't expect that there are subtleties in the rough. This brilliant idea of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger was used properly.
It was so handy that even he didn't notice it, let alone Zhang Han.
"Husband."
The electric battle happened so quickly that after Zhang Han was frustrated, the young woman next to him reacted and jumped out. The graceful figure quickly came to Zhang Han's side, and with a flick of her hand, a full-length handle
The spiked golden wheel flew past.
Thousands of golden awns, carrying the source of the polar sun, shine in all directions, dispersing all the impermanence in the sky at once.