"Damn it, this son of a bitch can't beat me, but he actually bullies the younger ones with more people. It really disgusts me. Do you really think I don't have any help?"
Xiao Hei was so angry that his liver ached. He looked towards Zhuo Wen and shouted: "Boy, what are you waiting for? Where are the Blood Fairy Sword and the Death Sacrifice Sword?"
As soon as Xiao Hei said this, Ping and Han were shocked, and then calmed down, feeling that the Thunder Fire Sword Spirit was just a bluff.
Poof!
Poof!
Suddenly, two jets of blood shot out, followed by two screams.
Ping Han was shocked. He quickly looked to both sides and saw that both of his junior brothers had broken off their arms. Blood was gushing out as if they couldn't stop it. They looked extremely miserable.
And Ping Han also saw that the real culprits who beheaded his two junior brothers were actually two divine swords.
Of these two divine swords, one was filled with blood and the other was wrapped in the energy of death, both of which were impressive.
Moreover, although the aura of these two divine swords is not as good as that of the Thunder Fire Sword, they are both artifacts of the Hunyuan Lord. From their auras, it can be seen that the power of these two divine swords is probably comparable to that of the average Hunyuan Lord at its peak.
"You actually still have a Hunyuan-level artifact? How can one person control so many Hunyuan-level artifacts?"
Ping Han was shocked and couldn't believe it.
He also has a Hunyuan-level artifact, but to drive that Hunyuan-level artifact, he needs to mobilize all his spiritual consciousness to drive that Hunyuan-level artifact.
As for his desire to drive two Hunyuan-level artifacts, his consciousness simply couldn't bear it. In his opinion, the Hunyuan Lord simply couldn't drive two Hunyuan-level artifacts at the same time, let alone three.
But the young man in white in front of him actually did it. Is this guy really the Lord of Heaven?
Although Ping Han was shocked, the critical situation now was obviously not the time for him to be shocked, because the Thunder Fire Sword had already led the Blood Immortal Sword and the Death Sacrifice Sword to come at the same time.
After passing Xiao Hei's conditions, the Blood Immortal Sword and the Death Sacrifice Sword have made significant progress, but at the same time, they have also trained these two divine swords to become this guy's loyal subordinates. They are absolutely obedient to Xiao Hei's orders.
Bang bang bang!
In an instant, the three divine swords formed a cornering force, blocking all of Ping Han's blind spots. The sword shadows were like a storm, surrounding Ping Han, and Ping Han himself became this.
The core of the sword shadow storm is trapped inside.
For a moment, Ping Han was at an absolute disadvantage. The attack of the three divine swords was too fierce, and Ping Han was completely suppressed.
Poof!
Finally, Ping Han struggled to escape from the encirclement, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and the breath on his body was extremely pale.
"You are really despicable. If you kill the people in my Impermanence Palace, you will pay with blood and never have peace."
Ping Han spat out another mouthful of blood. After saying these words, he crushed the escape talisman he had prepared and turned it into a stream of light and flew towards the distance.
Unfortunately, Zhuo Wen was always on guard against Ping Han's actions. When he saw Ping Han crushing the escape talisman, he judged the direction Ping Han was leaving in advance and stopped in front of Ping Han.
"A mere Heavenly Dao Master, relying on three useless Hunyuan-level artifacts, dares to stand in front of me. He is simply looking for death!"
When Ping Han saw Zhuo Wen actually stopping him, he felt relieved and felt a hint of disdain. He punched out, intending to kill the young man in white in front of him with one punch.
Zhuo Wen stood calmly on the spot, looking at Ping Han's fist that was getting closer and closer. His eyes burst out with lightning-like light, and he also punched.
His punch did not use the power of Pangu Holy Body, but the power of his own body.
He wanted to see if the person who was just the Lord of Heaven could really fight against the Lord of Hunyuan.
When he first broke through, Zhuo Wen felt that his promotion to the Heavenly Dao Master was completely different from the ordinary Heavenly Dao Lord, and his power was also much more powerful than the ordinary Heavenly Dao Lord.
boom!
Zhuo Wen directly confronted Ping Han, terrifying energy ripples spread, and dense traces of fluctuations appeared in the surrounding starry sky.
Zhuo Wen groaned and took dozens of steps back. Ping Han's body swayed, and after he stabilized his figure, he looked at the young man in white who retreated in front of him in shock.
In his opinion, his punch should be enough to kill the young man in white who is nothing but the Lord of Heaven in front of him.
But now the fact is that not only was the young man in white in front of him not killed by him, but he blocked his attack and only stepped back dozens of steps, as if he was not injured at all.
Ping Han found it incredible. The young man in white in front of him was very different from him. Not only did he block his attack, but he was not injured at all. This was so unexpected.
Zhuo Wen stabilized his figure, but his eyes were shining brightly. He knew that his strength was indeed comparable to that of an ordinary Hunyuan Lord.
As for Ping Han's offensive, it was indeed powerful. If Zhuo Wen's Pangu Holy Body had not been powerful, Zhuo Wen might have been seriously injured by that terrifying offensive.
"Die!"
Ping Han's eyes were gloomy. He knew that he had underestimated the young man in white in front of him. With this attack, he used all his strength to kill this young man completely.
Zhuo Wen also punched again. This punch no longer used his own power, but directly used the power of Pangu Holy Body.
Now that he has tested the power of this deity and has a general understanding of the power of this deity, he will naturally not use it again, but plans to use the Pangu Holy Body to achieve a quick victory.
When Ping Han's fist hit Zhuo Wen's fist again, Ping Han's face changed. He felt a suffocating force coming from the fist in front of him.
This force poured into Ping Han's fist like an overwhelming force.
Ping Han clearly felt that this force twisted and fractured his arm, and also showed irregular bends. Then his arm exploded inch by inch, turning into streaks of blood mist.
Ping Han felt a sense of helplessness in his heart, because this power was so terrifying that he couldn't think of any resistance.
Ping Han wanted to retreat to avoid this terrifying force, but unfortunately, after destroying his arm, the force sank directly into his body like a broken bamboo.
Bang bang bang!
Streams of blood mist burst out from Ping Han's body. Every time a stream of blood mist burst out, Ping Han took a step back. He retreated dozens of steps, with dozens of horrific wounds appearing on his body, and the blood was sparkling.
The ground looks terrible.
Ping Han spit out a mouthful of blood, his whole body stiffened, and he was almost beaten to death.
He half-knelt in the starry sky tremblingly, watching the young man in white in front of him walking slowly, then clenched his fist and struck him between the eyebrows.