Chapter 1830: The Dao Stream that Destroys Heaven and Earth
After eleven rounds of knives raining down on the ground, there were knives of various shapes and sizes stuck everywhere on the ground, and there was almost no room for feet.
Han Sen stepped on the handle of the knife and followed Black Steel to a knife. In Han Sen's opinion, the knife was no different from the knives everywhere on the ground.
However, Heigang's face was filled with joy. He carefully pulled out the knife, held it between his hands, and said happily: "This is a Duke-level knife."
"It doesn't look like much, does it?" Han Sen saw that the sword was dull and dull, and it didn't seem to be anything special.
"This is inside the knife grave. It is still silent and its aura is suppressed. After leaving the knife grave, you can see its true peerless appearance." After Heigang finished speaking, he threw the knife away.
Gave it to Han Sen: "I have found the knife you asked me to find for you, and now we don't owe each other anything."
"Don't you want it yourself?" Han Sen held the knife and waved it twice. Although it felt good, Han Sen still felt a little unsatisfied.
"There is still a lot of time, I can still find another one." Heigang said and continued to walk forward on the mountain of knives without any nostalgia.
Han Sen has been following Black Steel for so long, and he has some understanding of this place. After eleven rounds of sword rain, the chances of high-level knives appearing are indeed much higher, but if he wants to find a duke-level knife, he still has to
It is not an easy task. In addition to ability, it does require some luck.
To find a Duke-level sword among the tens of billions of swords on this huge planet is definitely more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.
There are a little more high-end knives, but ordinary knives are pouring out like sea water. In fact, the difficulty of finding them has not decreased, but it has changed from not being there to being there, and the possibility of finding them is still pitifully low.
Black Steel was willing to give him the Duke-level sword he had obtained, which made Han Sen slightly surprised.
The world is vast. Han Sen and Heigang are like two ants moving in the sea of knives. There are all kinds of different knives everywhere, and Han Sen's eyes are a little dazzled.
Han Sen could swear that he had never seen as many knives in his life as he did today.
Time passed by, and Black Copper was never able to find another duke-level sword. Not to mention the duke-level sword, even the marquis-level sword was not able to be found.
It seems that finding that duke-level knife has almost used up the two people's luck.
Boom!
There was another roaring sound from the earth, and the volcano, which had been filled with knives, shook again. Pillars of light shot up into the sky, reflecting the clouds in the entire sky. It was as if what was rolling in the sky was not clouds, but
Like rolling lava.
"Here we go again!" Han Sen shouted at Black Steel, who was still looking for a knife. At the same time, he pulled out the Duke-level scimitar he had just obtained and stared at the red clouds.
Heigang raised his head, stood up straight, holding a knife in each hand, one was the previous Zhanma Dao, and the other was a metal short knife, which was another earl-level knife that Heigang found.
boom!
The magma-like clouds in the sky buzzed like thunder, and a sword flew up from it. The blade was still stained with the magma-like iron juice, and it flew down with a strange sword light.
The entire sky instantly seemed to be shrouded in a meteor shower-like ray of light, and it seemed endless and endless.
Han Sen looked solemn. Those were Viscount-level swords that exploded with all their power. Each sword was equivalent to a full blow from the Viscount.
Although Han Sen holds a Duke-level sword in his hand, this sword is silent. It requires Han Sen's own strength to activate its power. With Han Sen's Baron-level power, the power that can be stimulated is very limited.
All that can be relied upon is the sturdiness and sharpness of Duke-level knives.
Han Sen had already seen the horror of this viscount-level rain of knives before in the eleventh round. He and Heigang could barely hold it together. This time the rain of knives looked even worse than in the eleventh round.
Be more violent.
Bang bang bang bang!
The sword light fell one after another, and the entire land seemed to be bombarded by countless missiles. The surrounding knives and the ground were exploded, and countless knife fragments and gravel flew away.
What's even more frightening is that the sword light in the sky keeps falling like a heavy rain, with no sign of stopping at all.
Han Sen waved the Duke's knife in his hand and danced like an airtight sword, cutting off all the sword lights and weapons that came to his body without letting any of the swords fall on him.
But after all, he only had a knife in his hand, not a shield. Although he cut off all the knives falling from the sky, he couldn't care so much about the knives that fell near him.
The swords exploded, sending the surrounding knives flying in all directions. The fragments and blades danced wildly, and many of them flew towards Han Sen, leaving scars one after another on his body. The Baron-level armor also
It’s hard to resist them all.
Black Steel's situation is worse than Han Sen. Han Sen has the power of strange blood, and the wounds on his body will not bleed at all. If his flesh is only injured, he can still survive.
But Heigang also had many wounds on his body, and what was even more frightening was that the wounds on his body were bleeding all the time.
Dense sword lights fell like bombs, which was more terrifying than carpet bombing. At least there was still a gap in the bombing, but the sword lights and weapons in the sky were like a torrential rain that would never stop, with continuous bombardment.
fall down.
The Duke's knife in Han Sen's hand was extremely sharp, but even so, the shock force of cutting off those knives had already made Han Sen's arms numb, and the tiger's mouth had been torn open.
The rain of knives has been going on for ten minutes, but there is still no sign of stopping.
Han Sen and Black Steel were back to back, each guarding half of the space. It was a little better, but only a little better.
"This rain of knives has lasted too long. It's no longer possible. I can't hold it anymore. Shall we leave?" Han Sen shouted as he chopped off the knife.
"You go first, I haven't found a knife that suits me yet." Black Steel said numbly, still waving the two knives crazily with both hands.
"I'll give you this one, I can just take any." Han Sen said.
"That's yours, not mine." Heigang said calmly.
"Are you a donkey?" Han Sen could only continue to wave the knife in his hand.
"You go first." Heigang said while waving his knife.
"Go away, sister!" Han Sen swept across with his sword, cutting off several long knives above his head.
Boom!
The sound of thunder sounded again in the sky, and the clouds like magma in the sky seemed to explode all at once, turning into torrents and pouring down from the sky, as if the sky had collapsed.
Knives! Countless knives!
The swords, like a torrent, condensed into a river of swords and discharged from the sky with bright sword light. The power was enough to destroy the heaven and the earth.