The tenth collection, the nine hundred and ninety-third chapter
Episode 10, Chapter 993
Oh? This man's archery skills are so exquisite! Guang Han thought that Jiang Fan was only good at his physical skills and martial arts, but he didn't expect that his archery skills were equally outstanding.
After Jiang Fan fired three arrows in a row, he no longer gave Guang Hanting a chance to throw out his sword. He took out the remaining three arrows to calm the soul, dead soul, and requiem the soul, and aimed at Guang Hanting and shot them continuously.
The soul-suppressing arrow and the dead soul arrow were in front, like two shooting stars, drawing two golden lights in the air, and in a flash they were in front of Guang Hanting. He secretly said a very fast arrow! Guang Hanting hurriedly waved the sword emperor to parry.
He blocked two arrows to calm the soul and kill the dead soul. When he tried to block the requiem arrow with his wheel sword, the requiem arrow suddenly changed its direction, from flying flat to falling.
There was just a sound of pounce, and Guang Hanting, who reacted so quickly, did not expect that Jiang Fan's arrow could change the direction of flight. The requiem arrow was lowered by the Sword Emperor and flew past, nailing Guang Hanting's thigh hard.
The power of this arrow was so great that it not only penetrated Guang Hanting's spiritual armor, but also penetrated his thigh. The golden arrow directly nailed the ground behind him, piercing his thigh with blood as thick as a thumb.
hole.
Guang Han heard a groan and involuntarily knelt down on one knee, holding the Sword Emperor in his hands to prevent him from falling. Jiang Fan succeeded in the move, and couldn't help but feel excited. He rushed forward quickly and swung the purple gold bow in his hand.
Slash Guang Hanting's head with all your strength.
"Ah -" Guang Han heard a deafening roar. He struggled to stand up, used all his strength, held the sword in both hands, and swept outwards. Dang! Jiang Fan's purple gold bow and Guang Han
Han Ting's Sword Emperor hit him in the air.
The burst of energy at that moment raised the dust on the ground so high that the sky was filled with sand, as if a hurricane was blowing.
Looking at Guang Hanting again, he took a few steps back and sat down on the ground, unable to stand up for a while. On the other hand, Jiang Fan flew backwards several meters away. After landing, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Only then did he manage to stabilize his body.
He felt that his chest was tight, his throat was sweet, a wave of heat surged up from his belly, and he spurted out arrows of blood with a loud sound.
After spitting out the old blood, Jiang Fan felt a little better, but the arm holding the bow was sore and numb, and his palms stung like being pricked by needles, and he couldn't exert any more strength.
Guang Hanting used the Sword Emperor as a support and stood up with difficulty again. Then, he dragged the Sword Emperor and limped towards Jiang Fan. The distance between the two of them became closer and closer. Finally, Guang Hanting
Stand still in front of Jiang Fan.
He gritted his teeth and said in a ferocious voice: "Take another strike from me!" As he spoke, he raised the Sword King high, pointed it at Jiang Fan's head, and slashed down at the Huashan Mountains.
At this time, Jiang Fan had suffered internal injuries, and his arm seemed not to be his own, and was not under his control at all. He watched helplessly as the opponent slashed at him with a heavy sword. He was unable to resist or dodge, so he could only stand on the spot.
But at this moment, a person suddenly rushed over from Guang Hanting's side, and the spiritual sword was pointed directly at his temple.
The latter reacted quickly, and immediately changed his moves, sweeping the sword that had struck him horizontally. Cang, the Sword Emperor was knocking on the spiritual sword that had sneaked up on him, making a crisp sound.
Guang Han turned his head and looked, his face couldn't help but change.
It turned out that the person who saved Jiang Fan at the critical moment was none other than Wind King Tang Yin. He was seen holding a spiritual sword, and he turned around, dodged to Jiang Fan's side, grabbed his arm, and swung it outwards.
At the same time he shouted: "Go back!"
Jiang Fan's body was thrown back to his own camp by Tang Yin. Guang Han looked at Tang Yin in disbelief and said, "Wind King? Why, do you even want to fight with me?"
Thinking about it in Guanghan, it was too late for Tang Yin to hide from him, so how could he dare to take the initiative to fight with him? Tang Yin smiled coldly, raised his sword, flicked it lightly, and said: "A long time ago, I wanted to fight with you.
We have fought, but we have never had a chance, and it is not fair." As he spoke, he looked up and down. Guang Han, who was covered in blood and covered in glory, nodded slightly and said, "Now, it seems fair.
many."
Guanghan Ting has been practicing for more than five hundred years, and Tang Yin has only been exposed to Lingwu for a few years. It would certainly not be fair to duel when Guanghan Ting was at his peak. Now Guanghan Ting has been severely damaged, and he is also injured.
, in Tang Yin's opinion, this is indeed much fairer.
It's just that Guanghan didn't understand what he meant. The two-foot-long monk was confused and asked, "Have you wanted to fight with me for a long time?"
"That's right!" Tang Yin nodded with a smile.
"I have no enmity with you..." Before Guang Han Ting could finish what he said, Tang Yin had already waved his hand and walked towards Guang Han Ting. He walked close to Guang Han Ting, and the distance between the two was so close.
They are almost stuck together.
He leaned forward and whispered in Guang Han's ear: "The hatred of being killed, the hatred of taking away your wife, is this also called no injustice and no hatred?"
Guang Han's face suddenly changed when he heard this. The hatred of being killed and the hatred of taking away his wife, how can we start talking about this?
When did he kill Tang Yin and when did he take his wife? Even if he had such an idea before, he never succeeded! Tang Yin is still alive and well, and his princess is also living well in the Feng Palace.
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Seeing his dazed expression, Tang Yin's eyes gradually became deep, with a sharp light dancing in them. He said slowly: "Even if five hundred years have passed, Brother Xuanling will not forget this old friend Yan Lie, right?"
This sentence shocked Guang Han. His eyes widened suddenly, he took two steps back and looked at Tang Yin in disbelief. He couldn't help but stuttered a little, and said in shock: "You... you are..."
"You are right!" Tang Yin took two steps forward, continued to stick close to Guang Han, and said quietly: "I am Tang Yin, and I am also Yan Lie, Guang Xuanling. You can take advantage of others' danger and kill Yan Lie.
But don’t forget, dark spiritual cultivators can also cast death sacrifice before dying!"
Guang Han's eyes widened as he listened. When Tang Yin finished speaking, his eyes were like copper bells, and the corners of his eyes were about to burst. He murmured: "You... you have inherited the severe death sacrifice...
…”
Tang Yin squinted his eyes and said: "You finally understand. You worked hard, killed Yan Lie, snatched away the crystal, and obtained the position of Holy King. But now, you have nothing. Your reputation, status, and even...
The crystal you stole!"
The crystal can be said to be the biggest pain Guang Han heard in his life, and it was also his biggest pain point. He subconsciously grabbed the Sword Emperor, and his body shivered suddenly. Without any warning, he roared fiercely and pulled the Sword Emperor from bottom to top.
Picked out.
Tang Yin, who was very close to him, swayed slightly, turned from Guang Han Ting's side to his back, and whispered: "What doesn't belong to you will never become yours, even if you try all the despicable methods."
means."
"Yan Lie——" Guang Han squeezed out these two words through his teeth. He turned around suddenly, looked into Tang Yin's eyes, and said in a serious voice: "I don't accept it, I just don't accept it! Why can you get everything? Why
You, a despicable dark spiritual cultivator, can get the crystal, but I can't, I don't accept it!" As he spoke, the Sword Emperor in his hand flashed with thousands of rays of light, which was the prelude to the spiritual transformation of the soldiers.
Tang Yin appeared in front of Guang Hanting as Yan Lie, stimulating the latter's most painful nerve and driving him completely into a state of madness.
Now, Guang Hanting no longer wants to retain any strength, and only wants to kill this person who has been haunting him like a nightmare for more than five hundred years, Yan Lie!
The conversation between Tang Yin and Guang Han could not be heard clearly by the people around them. Even if they occasionally heard a few words, they had no idea what they were talking about.
However, everyone around Guang Han saw it when he heard that he was about to use his spiritual transformation. People's hearts suddenly reached their throats, and all their nerves were tense. Their eyes stared at the two people on the battlefield without blinking.
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The person who wants to perform the Spiritual Transformation of Soldiers is Guang Hanting, and the weapon in his hand is the famous Sword Emperor. Once the Spiritual Transformation of Soldiers is completed, how terrifying will it be?
Nie Zhen's heart trembled, and he turned pale with fright. Without even thinking, he rushed forward and swung the spirit sword in his hand towards Guang Han, and unleashed the Blood Soul Chase?
The scarlet spiritual thorn was like a red line, cutting through the sky and shooting straight towards Guang Hanting's head. Guang Hanting didn't even look at it. The Sword King raised his head slightly, just enough to block the blood soul's chasing spiritual thorn.
Click! The Spirit Thorn was smashed into pieces, and Guang Han took a step back when he heard that. But at the same time, the Sword Emperor in his hand seemed to have turned into a living thing. Several golden tentacles sprouted from the wings of the Sword Emperor, whizzing towards Nie.
The earthquake swept over.
Nie Zhen's face changed drastically. He was also full of fear and apprehension in front of Guang Hanting's military spirit transformation. He hurriedly stopped his forward movement, exerted all his strength, and swung his sword to strike at the tentacles that were coming towards him.
Before his sword even touched the tentacles, one of the tentacles had already wrapped around his sword, and there was a clicking sound in the helix. Then he looked at Nie Zhen's sword, which was broken into several pieces and scattered around him.
of feet.
When Nie Zhen saw this, his head buzzed, and he screamed and retreated quickly. He was fast, but the Sword Emperor's tentacles were faster. Several tentacles were like several arrows, stabbing straight at Nie Zhen's body.
go.
Pounce! Even though Nie Zhen tried his best to dodge left and right, his shoulder was still stabbed by a tentacle. With a muffled sound, the spiritual armor on his shoulder was penetrated, and the tentacle entered in front of him.
He poked his head out from behind.
Nie Zhen screamed in pain and staggered back. After hurting Nie Zhen, Guang Han did not continue to pursue him. He held up the Sword Emperor with its tentacles and roared towards Tang Yin.
Guang Hanting is risking his life now, just to kill Tang Yin with the sword. Tang Yin is not a fool, how can he block Guang Hanting's last attempt. He uttered a cold voice, pulled away, and quickly moved towards his side.
Run back from the camp.
"Yan Lie, where are you going to run away? I can kill you once, or I can kill you a second time. Even if you die, I will let you accompany me!" Guang Hanting stared at Tang Yin's red eyes.
Hot pursuit behind him.
When Tang Yin was about to run in front of the Feng Army camp, he suddenly fell to the ground and rolled away quickly. Guang Han, who was chasing him behind, didn't understand what was going on when the crossbow machine in the Feng Army camp bounced.
The voices have become one.
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