The arrogance on the Ghost Tooth Sword is getting more and more terrifying, and its power continues to rise. Lone Bamboo seems to be on the verge of completely losing control. Lone Bamboo must condense the strongest sword to end this battle and kill Han Sen in front of him.
The already dilapidated martial arts arena was once again crushed and torn under the terrifying sword flames, and the entire ground seemed to have been pressed down several feet.
Han Sen was double oppressed by the sword intention and negative emotions. His strength and artistic conception were suppressed within his body and could hardly be released outside.
But this kind of suppression made Han Sen feel much better. The more he was under pressure, the more a person with Han Sen's personality could unleash his potential.
Facing Lone Zhu who was promoted to Marquis, Han Sen's belief in winning became stronger, and the impact of negative emotions on him was much lower.
The spell armor exudes white brilliance, and the skin and bones have turned the color of ice jade. The blood is boiling like lava, roaring in Han Sen's body.
Han Sen slowly raised the jade sword in his hand. Although the sword itself did not have any special power, it was able to survive such an intense battle without being cut off, which showed that its material was still very good.
Han Sen looked at Lone Bamboo and stroked the body of the jade sword with his fingers. A stream of power was injected into the jade sword, but the power was extremely restrained and only condensed within the jade sword without any dispersion.
"Is Han Sen going to take this blow forcefully?" Seeing Han Sen's actions, Yun Suyi grabbed Yun Suchang uneasily and asked.
"It seems like this." Yun Suchang was also puzzled. If they were both marquises, Han Sen would still have the strength to fight, but now he is one level behind. Han Sen's strength cannot be used to withstand this sword.
"He has no choice but to take this stab." Yun Changkong said.
"Why?" Yun Suyi asked puzzledly.
"The martial arts gym is too small. Guzhu's will or inner demon has locked the entire martial arts gym. As long as Han Sen is still in the martial arts gym, it is impossible to avoid this sword, so he has to take it." Yun Changkong.
road.
"Can he take this sword? After all, there is a level difference between the earl and the marquis..." Yun Suyi's eyes shook, feeling a little uneasy.
"Yes, he can take this knife." Before Yun Changkong could answer, someone next to him gritted his teeth and screamed.
Yun Suyi and others looked over and saw a man with bloodshot eyes staring at Wu Chang Dao. His expression was even more ferocious and uneasy than that of a man actually fighting.
"Yu Jing, how do you know Han Sen can take that sword?" Qian Yuhe looked at Yu Jing and asked.
"Fenghou Dan, I gave him a Fenghou Dan. As long as he takes the Fenghou Dan, he can temporarily have a power similar to that of a marquis, so he will definitely be able to take this sword, and he will definitely win..."
Yu Jing seemed to be saying this to Qian Yuhe and the others, but it was more like saying it to himself so that he could believe it.
"Fenghou Dan?" Yun Suchang and others were a little surprised: "Why did you give him Fenghou Dan?"
"I have put all my wealth on him. He must win ten games in a row, otherwise I will go bankrupt, so he must win... and he will definitely win..." Yu Jing's voice sounded like it was coming from between his teeth.
It was like squeezing out, and the nails of the clenched hands had already penetrated into the flesh.
If Han Sen hadn't been Lone Bamboo's opponent from the beginning, Yu Jing, who didn't have high hopes in the first place, wouldn't have been so crazy.
But the battle has already reached this point. If Han Sen loses now, the blow to Jade Jing will be even greater.
"It would be great if we have the Fenghou Dan. In that case, Han Sen will still be able to fight." Yun Suyi knew that Han Sen still had a chance, and she was secretly happy.
Yun Changkong sighed and said: "If he had taken the Fenghou Pill from the beginning, he would still have a chance, but now it is too late."
"Why is it too late?" Yu Jing almost jumped up after hearing Yun Changkong's words. She didn't care about etiquette and asked Yun Changkong directly.
Yun Changkong didn't argue with him, and said calmly: "Gu Zhu's sword intention has locked Han Sen. Now, as long as Han Sen shows the slightest flaw, it will trigger Gu Zhu's full blow. Do you think he has a chance to take it out?"
Are you going to take Fenghou Dan again?"
After Yu Jing heard Yun Changkong's words, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and she was stunned.
Yun Suyi's heart was slightly relieved, but she suddenly felt anxious, and said anxiously: "What should we do? Senior Brother Guzhu won't really kill Han Sen with this sword, right?"
"With the Palace Master here, it's impossible to watch Han Sen being killed, but if we try to stop him now, the child of Lone Bamboo will definitely be destroyed." Yun Changkong sighed.
In the martial arts field, the power of the Ghost Fang Sword is still rising, but Han Sen is holding the jade sword and standing in the violent sword intention, but he seems to be unaffected by the sword intention and remains motionless.
The mysterious aura flows in Han Sen's body. It is the power of the Dongxuan Sutra. When his own aura was completely suppressed, the Dongxuan Sutra, which had never broken through, actually broke through under the pressure and moved toward the Earl.
As he was promoted to higher level, the power given to Han Sen by the Dongxuan aura became stronger and stronger.
Although he still couldn't break through Lone Bamboo's sword intent and radiate his own aura, Han Sen's eyes became clearer and clearer.
The violent sword intent and negative emotions turned into chains of order in Han Sen's eyes, densely criss-crossing, like a huge spider web wrapping Han Sen.
As the aura of Dongxuan continued to strengthen, the chain of order became clearer in Han Sen's eyes, and many previously invisible details now became clear.
boom!
The power of Dong Xuan Sutra exploded in Han Sen's body, as if all the cells in Han Sen's body were blown to pieces.
Although it was just an illusion, it gave Han Sen an earth-shaking feeling, as if his whole body had suddenly broken free from restraints. Under the pressure of the terrifying knife intent and negative emotions, his body and mind suddenly relaxed, allowing him to relax.
Han Sen had the feeling that even if he faced a mountain of swords and fire, he would feel like a spring breeze caressing his face.
All the pressure disappeared without a trace in an instant. No matter how powerful the force was, in Han Sen's eyes, it was just a chain of order composed of particles.
Han Sen looked calm as two different forces rose up from his body and poured into the jade sword at the same time, causing the jade sword to bloom with a strange brilliance.
The sword intention of the tooth knife and Han Sen's own sword intention are intertwined, tightly integrated like gears and chains. Two completely different powers and artistic conceptions are strangely and harmoniously connected together, filling the jade sword.
The sword light above the jade sword exploded, and even the terrifying sword flame was scattered by the sword light.
Han Sen stood with his sword in hand, standing in the flames like a god in the sword. No matter how powerful Lone Bamboo and Ghost Tooth Sword were, they could never suppress Han Sen's momentum.